#HiddenLove

[night-rider-lily]

This is now one of my new go to dramas if i want a feel good drama. Hidden Love is such a happy feel good drama that is mature yet childish enough.

Zhao Lusi is so beautiful and Chen Zheyuan is the GREENEST GREEN FLAG in cdramas as Duan Jiaxu! SWOON WORTHY.

Also!!! VICTOR MA AND ZHAO LUSI ACTING AS SIBLINGS WAS REAL ASF-

[phases-of-moon-universe]

I find it extremely beautiful how Duan Jia Xu starts falling for Sang Zhi after being taken care by her in Hospital after his surgery and in restaurant when she protects him as her impulse takes over and she doesn't take a second to splash the water back on women who splashed him. It's like he suddenly sees she's grown up, she's someone who's is now capable of protecting herself & him. Some one who finally stands up for him, someone who won't see him getting bullied and ask him to tolerate it because that's what he deserves and that he isn't the victim of the accident that happened when he too has suffered loss from that accident. In his whole 25 years life of loneliness finally someone stands up for him and I get why at that moment he falls for her, his gaze shifts from seeing her as a mei mei to a women. His gaze being shifted after the restaurant scene being highlighted both in drama and in book, it's like you can see the transition of how his gaze shifts and he starts to SEE HER, LIKE REALLY SEES HER, like how she has grown into this amazing women.

In book the lines come as :

"Duan Jia Xu’s heart beats so fast. His mood changes. He suddenly raises his head and looks at her "

"Sang Zhi then looks at him

Duan Jia Xu is still looking at her.

Their gaze meet each other.

In a flash.

It’s like the time she helps him to wipe his face. That time this intimate contact and close range gaze made him took initiative to shift his gaze.

Like he is losing in that battle."

"In front of him, she has no shield around her

For protecting him, she acted completely different."

"But now indeed she is different."

"This moment.

Duan Jia Xu suddenly really wants to be a brute."

everything about this 🥺🥺 the way this moment after restaurant and the clear distinction of when and where he starts seeing Sang Zhi different.

#HiddenLove #HiddenLoveChineseDrama #ChineseDrama #Cdrama #Drama

[opaline-and-anchor]

Hidden Love

As a fangirl I’ve been watching good k-dramas for years like half of my life was dedicated to it like it was part of my childhood then one day I was just scrolling through tiktok then I saw this chinese drama and it caught my attention. Yes it was HIDDEN LOVE the story, the plot, the characters! was just chef’s kiss 😘i love it so much that I can’t let go of this cdrama like where can I find my Duan Jia Xu in life 😭 Sang Zhi & Sang Yan were the best sibs like all the characters from this drama were bunch of green flags ughh 💚🥲

[whenisawthemoon]

I'm obsessed ☆

[artsyaqsa]

[terrilynn88]

swallowed in the sea | sang zhi & duan jiaxu -- new vid! :)

[blueskies-purplehearts]

"I find both my eyes. laid upon you. Glancing at you. Whishing and hoping that even for a second I would find our eyes connected."

[crishel2]

Chen Zhe Yuan 15/07/23

#HiddenLove /Amor Escondido 2023 Instagram @youkuofficial Vamos rever os beijos deles no sofá! #ZhaoLusi #ChenZheyuan #YOUKU

[thebarefootcajun]

A Semi-Gay Secret on a Squirrel Hunt

We met on a men’s hunting trip before I married my wife. It was 1940, and I was in denial that I was gay, bisexual or whatever. There was no denying I liked men in a sexual way. Knowing something about me was different except I just couldn’t put my finger on it. I had lived a sheltered life pretty much isolated from people with the exception of my parents and my sibling, a brother, four years younger than me.

I had met my wife-to-be at a church social. Once a month my parents, my brother and I attended a church event with preaching and some sort of eating fellowship. It was pretty much the only other source of mingling with people not our family.

My betrothed’s name was Lil, a tall slim girl about four years my junior. She was beautiful, red hair and freckles that I thought enhanced her looks. I was smitten by her beauty, but not sexually attracted to her. Not aware of sexual things, I thought I was normal in that sense.

I was always aroused by men without shirts and naked men I’d seen swimming in the bayous in the woods. That didn’t alarm me or seem strange either. See I was very much not a worldly man. I was just a poor ole country fellow who hadn’t seen or experienced much of life. No TV or radio, all I knew was work, family and the country prairie.

I had sexual urges however that I thought must be normal, mostly images of male fantasies while jerking off in the woods by the bayou so I could wash off afterwards. Just being naked out in the woods felt beautiful, freeing and helped me get in touch with my own body, sexuality, sensuality, and how everything worked. Alarming to me was the first time I had an arousal, a hard on and then I squirted cum all over. Scary shot for a teen who knew nothing of this. Someone should have told me these things. I thought I might be dying. But again, think 1940.

Lil seemed the right thing to do since it’s what all men and women did, marry someone in their early twenties. I was fond of her for sure, and those freckles appealed to me. Lil was a likable girl. She was fun to be with. I hadn’t thought that far out about having sex. I guess I thought it’s what married couples do to have children. I remember being appalled when I heard some boys talking about sex and having babies behind the church one day when we were outside at a fellowship. It seemed absurd to me that’s how babies were conceived and that’s where they popped out.

Several months before Lil and I were to marry I was invited to a men’s campout and hunting event. I had made some friends about my age, married and single men who were going to the campout so I decided to attend, too. The event was held in the woods on the prairie about three miles south from where we lived on the Cajun Prairie. The name of the bayou was Bayou Leontine, named after an old women who fished for catfish in that bayou. Legend has it that a huge, old catfish had pulled her line in and drowned her, hence Bayou Leontine. She was never found; some say she was eaten by that grand poisson de chat (big catfish). Many to this day fear fishing at that bayou.

We settled into our respective camping spaces underneath the blue skies. It was going to be a cloudless sky weekend therefore we slept outside. It was the beginning of the fall season about the time for hunting squirrels. Cool days and nights, not cold, would bring out the squirrels that we’d skin and clean to make a squirrel gumbo. I could smell that roux used as a base for Cajun gumbos and stews. Over a sizable mound of rice that sounded delicious. I was all in hook, line and sinker.

After setting up camp we all took off for some hunting, that by the way is a great time for reflection. Out in the woods away from distractions and the demands of prairie farm life I was ready for some solitary time. I had paired up with a new guy and we had hiked to the north of the bayou where a large bend with cypress trees had been known to attract large numbers of squirrels.

By the way my name is Lin, big into alliteration, not that I knew what that meant other than our names began with the same letter. Hell, I’d never even been to school. I was attracted to Lil because her name began with L like my name Lin. Also big into syllabication and Lil and Lin both have one syllable. I know, I’m a geek, Cajuns would say, “Tu est foufou.”(You are crazy, crazy).

Okay, back to my story. The guy I paired with to hunt squirrels is named Leon. No, I didn’t know his name beforehand so my L alliteration had nothing to do with my pairing off with him. I felt sorry for him since he was new and he had no group or another person who chose him to hunt with. Neither had anyone actively chosen it me so I guess we were destined to be together.

Anyway, we sat back from the crook in Bayou Leontine hidden away so the squirrels wouldn’t see us. There was a flurry of activity, squirrels gathering stuff and bringing it up to the trees possibly placing it in squirrel nests. Neither of us shot, I felt that strange. We’re here on a squirrel hunt but not shooting squirrels, just seemingly enjoying the peace and quiet of the woody, no pun intended, Cajun Prairie. Also every once and awhile taking a peek at each other.

I’m not much to look at, I always felt grateful that Lil gave me a second look and agreed to marry me. She’s the pretty one of the two of us. I’m lanky, about 6 feet nine inches, sandy blond hair, an unkempt beard stubble facial look, and I weigh about 150 pounds. This other guy, Leon, about five years older than me and since I’m twenty-two that would make him twenty-seven. I noticed he was a shy guy, but in my estimation quite the looker. He was shorter than me, around 6 feet, very stocky, maybe 200 pounds, but beefy, hunky, and muscularly built. Had jet black hair, more or less a buzz cut and a full beard. His eyes were brownish green like pond scum water and his eyelashes would have made any girl envious. His brows were black as his hair. I noticed a bearish chest, at least what I could see sticking out of his partially unbuttoned shirt, like he was teasing me. And I noticed big bearish wooly forearms since his flannel shirt sleeves were rolled up.

As I stated before I was absolutely 100 percent new, not to these feelings, but new to feeling them this close to a live person who was sending out gaydar about an interest in me.

The squirrels kept busying themselves with collections of stuff taking it up high in the trees, maybe storing for winter; however the Cajun prairie of South Louisiana is rather mild weather during winter. Neither Leon nor I pulled a trigger. I think, though we eat squirrels, just enjoyed watching those beautiful little creatures of the Lord enjoying being squirrels and doing what squirrels do.

As for Leon and me, we just continued to eye each other now and then. That seemed to be enough to satisfy our male bonding for the time being.

[nanikio]

Dads bestfriend part 6

Santa baby

Ba-boom Ba-boom Ba-boom Ba-boom Ba-boom Ba-boom Ba-boom Ba-boom Ba-boom Ba-boom Ba-boom A groan left your throat as the light spread around the room glistening. Roughly you pushed up out of bed your hair sticking up, you could feel your sour skin around your eyes from when you were crying last night, you shouldn't have been, you shouldn't have expected anything more from him. He wasn't worth it, you should of known he hadn't changed.

Santa baby, just slip a Sable under the tree for me Been an awful good girl Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Pulling your self out of bed and tucking your sheets back into place you quickly picked out an outfit for the day and headed to the shower closing the door behind you, hanging up your clothes you turned the shower on setting the temperature to just how you liked it.

You peeled your pj top over your head allowing it to drop to the floor along with your shorts and underwear the cold air hit your skin goosebumps scattered across it, reaching your hand out the water droplets littered over your skin, feeling the warmth of the water spread down your arm you stepped in letting the water cascade down your body flowing freely though your hair.

The memories form last night flashing through your head, seeing his arm around her shoulders , how he buried his face into her neck nuzzling into her light hair.

Shaking your mind of the thoughts your focused on the music playing through your speaker.

Santa baby, a '54 convertible too, light blue I'll wait up for you, dear Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

You had began to hum softly while gently scrubbing your scalp running your shampoo through your hair sliding your fingers though the silky strands, stepping into the water line the water drained through your hair washing the soapy suds away doing the process again but with your conditioner. The water ran though your hair pouring the water down conditioner seeped over your face.

Think of all the fun I've missed Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed Next year, I could be just as good If you check off my Christmas list

Finishing your shower you turned it off squeezing the ends of your hair forcing the water out, dripping on the floor. Sliding the curtain back to its original place you stepped out the shower your feet landing on the matt, wrapping the towel around your body and another around your hair.

Santa baby, I want a yacht, and really, that's not a lot Been an angel all year Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Opening the door you made your way back to your room opening the door you let out a yelp running into a wall that was never there. Your eyes shot to meet Jacobs you stumbled back in shock, his hand shooting out wrapping around your waist his eyes trained on yours.

Santa honey, one little thing I really need The deed to a platinum mine Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

You pushed him off of you the anger you once felt boiling back up inside of you "what the hell are you doing in my room" you growled Looking up at him your eyes made contact with him suddenly remembering your only in a towel, almost as if a flame flashed over you, your face was consumed with heat.

Santa cutie, and fill my stocking with a duplex and checks Sign your "X" on the line Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Moving further into your room you backed away from him trying to cover you self up more

"...hey I wanted to talk about last night" he spoke he voice course and almost seeping with a sleepless night

"And I don't. I'm done with you. You haven't changed" you hissed

His brows furrowed as his face dropped in realisation. "Shit..look sweetheart every time I've left you after we've kissed I've always regretted" he took a step closer towards you

"Don't call me that" you snapped the once sweet word now sounded so poisonous on his tongue He put his hands up as if to surrender "I just wanna explain my self" he looked up at your through his dark eyelashes

You didn't say anything back you just looked at him your hand still tightly wrapped around the towel. He stepped closer looking down at you but not in a that would make you feel inferior in a way that made you feel viewed, something he had always managed to do, for the amount of time you knew him, he never looked down on you, he never used his age as a way to seem superior , whenever he spoke to you, he didn't speak at you, it always felt personal, that's something that made you fall harder for him.

Come and trim my Christmas tree With some decorations bought at Tiffany's I really do believe in you Let's see if you believe in me

"That girl..she wasn't anyone special..it's just your dad he was getting suspicious and asking questions and I panicked..I didn't want to, It just all caught up with me that you were who you are and how wrong it was for me to touch you like that." His hand brushed against your cheek "not that I didn't want to, I crave your touch.."

You gulp feeling his soft get worn hands against your cheek, not matter how mad you were at him, his touch always soothed you.

"Every time I see you I want to wrap my arms around you and whisper in your ear, her skin was course compared to yours " he lent down on the last bit his lips grazing against your ear.

Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing A ring, I don't mean on the phone Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

You pressed your hand to his chest pushing he back a bit seeing the sorrowful change in his eyes, "...i dont get it ,if you want me so much why leave every time we get close" you whispered your eyebrows furrowing.

"Your dad...I don't think I could tell him that I want his little girl you know.. it feels almost wrong ,im pretty sure he'd kill me" he chuckled at the end trying to take light in the situation. His laughter dying down.

You thought on his words letting them sink in it's as if all the words had dried on your tongue before being given the chance to escape.

You felt his hand hold onto your waist pulling you closer to him, you dropped you hands from his chest giving into him, letting your face fall onto his chest breathing in his cologne.

"I'm so sorry" he whispered his large hand stroking your hair threading his finger though and gently scratching your scalp. His other hand tightening around your waist like if he let go you'd slip out of his grasp.

Your hands slipped around his waist not wanted to be out of his warm embrace, slowly you pulled your head from his chest and looked up at him pressing a soft kiss to his lips, he smiled into the kiss and let out a small laugh lifting you off the floor and wrapped your legs around his waist getting you as close as possible.

Hurry down the chimney tonight Hurry, tonight

[msshadowsmvp03]

This is the time when he realized. . That Sang Zhi is the one 🥺

I'm lucky as well. I get to see the first snowfall with you.

偷偷藏不住 HIDDEN LOVE 1.11 | China, 2023.

[wukraft]

Things to do when you are bored other than sleeping😉😉 Make several handmade arts with these 🥰

[elatesubliminals]

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