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Sheng Renxing rolled his eyes at him while pulling his shirt back down, picking up another pair of trousers and bumping his shoulder as he passed to go to the changing room.
After a while, he came out again and asked him: “How do I look?”
Xing Ye looked at him for a while before speaking: “The same.”
Sheng Renxing clicked his tongue, turning around to look at himself in the mirror, “Yeah, just as handsome as usual.”
Xing Ye looked at him and smiled.
“Wan Guanshan also has these pants.” Xing Ye suddenly remembered, pointing at the trousers from where he was sitting.
“Who’s Wan Guanshan?” Sheng Renxing used one hand to lift the hem of his shirt and looked at the waist of the trousers, asking as he watched himself in the mirror.
Xing Ye was stunned: “Huang Mao.”
Sheng Renxing was also stunned, and the two stared at each other for a long time.
Obviously, Wan Guanshan was Huang Mao’s real name – he had just forgotten what it was.
Sheng Renxing coughed: “Who gave him the nickname ‘Huang Mao’?”
Xing Ye thought for a while: “Forgot.”
“What does he call you?” Sheng Renxing asked casually, going back into the changing room to change back into his clothes, returning wearing his original trousers. “Brother Xing?”
“Yeah.” Xing Ye watched him give the clothes to the clerk.
“Do you want to buy both?” the clerk asked.
Sheng Renxing made a “tsk” sound as if he was struggling, but seemed to come to a decision in less than a second: “Yes.”
“Are you taking this opportunity to take advantage of me?” After speaking, he turned to look at Xing Ye.
Xing Ye watched as the clerk packed the clothes, clasping his hands on his knees and laughing: “No, I don’t have a nickname.”
He asked Sheng Renxing: “How about you?”
“Brother Sheng also doesn’t have any nicknames.” Sheng Renxing raised his eyebrows at him.
Xing Ye watched as he walked over to the counter to swipe his card before his eyes began to wander around the store, looking at the clothes.
It was true, Huang Mao really did have the same pair of trousers. He had bought them with his girlfriend at the time to save face, but didn’t dare tell his parents that he had used the savings from his pocket money and salary to buy it – during that time, Huang Mao had taken turns freeloading off of each of them whenever they went out to eat.
If this was where the story ended, Xing Ye wouldn’t have had an impression of it, but at the time, Huang Mao had gotten into a fight and, before he could even have them for two days, his trousers got torn from the seam of the leg to the crotch, and his girlfriend left him a few days later. Because of this, he also got beaten up by his father.
It was such a miserable story that everytime Jiang Jing and the others felt like embarrassing Huang Mao, they would take out and whip this corpse. As a result, Xing Ye also remembered it.
“Wake up,” Sheng Renxing stood in front of him and gently kicked his shin, “I’ll come with you to buy a phone.”
Xing Ye stood up.
“Where are you buying it?” Sheng Renxing took out his phone to get directions.
“I’ll take you there.” Xing Ye glanced at him: “You won’t be able to find it on a map.”
“?” Sheng Renxing looked at him.
……
After arriving, Sheng Renxing understood why he wouldn’t have been able to find it on a map.
It was because where Xing Ye had brought him wasn’t a store like he imagined, but a market: it was like a vegetable market, except instead of vegetables it was selling a multitude of products, like mobile phones, computers, and different components… One by one, the stalls were either full or about half empty, with unenthusiastic looking stall owners sitting at the back.
There were a lot of people – Xing Ye saw him wandering around without looking at the road and grabbed him, bringing him closer as he spoke, “There are a lot of people: I’ll just buy it and then we’ll leave.”
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The market was quite big – Xing Ye took him to a place with a little less people, and found a stall selling mobile phones.
The stall was set up on the ground, with a dozen mobile phones, chargers, etc lying on a sheet of cloth.
The stall owner was sitting on a small stool at the back – he glanced at the two of them and shouted: “Take a look, these clean second-hand phones are cheap!” before continuing to play with his hands.
Xing Ye squatted down, picking at the phones lying on the ground.
Some of them were clearly second-hand, with missing back covers.
But when Sheng Renxing glanced at them, he noticed a phone that was the exact same model as his. It had only been a few months since his phone had come out… These ‘second-hand’ sources were getting more and more suspicious.
But Xing Ye wasn’t saying anything, so Sheng Renxing didn’t say anything either.
Xing Ye asked the hawker about the price of the phone he was holding, and with lowered eyes, he replied: “100.”
After observing it for a while, Xing Ye picked up a different phone.
“300.”
“…”
Sheng Renxing supported himself with one hand on Xing Ye’s shoulder, and scanned the ground to find the phone that was the exact same as his – he couldn’t tell whether it was a dupe or not.
“How much is this one?”
“1000.”
“…” Sheng Renxing stared at the phone, speechless. He suspected that all the parts inside had been removed.
The hawker thought his reaction was because it was too expensive, so he took the phone from him to show him: “It’s only been two or three months since this phone went on sale. Look, it’s almost never been used. Ha, it’s 90% new, it’s just transferred hands.” He unlocked it with one hand, swiping the screen. “The price I’m selling it at is absolutely right. Even if you don’t believe me, you’ll never find anyone cheaper than me. By the time you come back, it’ll have been snatched away a long time ago.”
The hawker was speaking so fast that it was like he tripped over his words a hundred times.
Sheng Renxing couldn’t help frowning when he saw that there was still software that the previous owner had used but not uninstalled, but when he turned it around and looked at the phone which was the same model and colour of his own, he asked Xing Ye in a whisper: “What’s your budget?”
Xing Ye glanced at him and compared one of his fingers.
Sheng Renxing rolled his eyes: “1000?”
“100.”
Sheng Renxing: “…”
Xing Ye had no expression on his face.
Sheng Renxing finally reacted: “Are you teasing me?”
“Why would I be teasing you?” Xing Ye glanced at him.
“…” Sheng Renxing didn’t believe it, “What about the money you won last time? Did you spend it that quickly?” After all, he didn’t usually see what Xing Ye bought.
Xing Ye lowered his head: “I’m saving it, it can’t be used.”
Sheng Renxing was stunned for a moment before realising that he wanted to save money to pay off the debt.
He couldn’t help but think of Xing Ye’s mother – though she didn’t explicitly say she was wearing gold and silver, she definitely had no shortage of branded bags.
Comparing that with Xing Ye… It was like it was his debt, not the family’s.
Sheng Renxing opened his mouth: “You…” He regretted speaking as soon as he opened his mouth.
Even if Xing Ye’s mother was in the wrong, it wasn’t his place to talk about it with this ‘neither fish nor fowl’ friend of his. He had seen complicated families before, but he had never felt the need to get involved – after all, he had always believed in “it’s none of my business”. Who knew Xing Ye would be the one to make him forget his sense of propriety.
Seeing Xing Ye tilt his head towards him, Sheng Renxing panicked and looked away: “If you want to buy it, I still have some money…”
“…” Sheng Renxing suspected that he had brought the wrong brain out today and left his tongue at home.
That was not what he meant to say.
He opened his mouth to speak, but Xing Ye beat him to it.
“You’ll buy it for me?” He was still squatting in front of the stall, holding a mobile phone in his hand. His expression, which was always dull, was now one of surprise, with his eyebrows raised slightly, “Are you trying to keep me?”
Sheng Renxing swallowed the words in his mouth and joked with him: “If you like, the position of my third wife will definitely be reserved for you.”
Xing Ye squinted at him for a while, then reached out and rubbed his face, hard: “No, it’d be too crowded.” He handed the phone to the hawker: “This one.”
It was the same as Sheng Renxing’s.
On the way back, Sheng Renxing was in a very good mood, taking him to a milk tea shop and ordering them cups.
Sitting on the deck, Xing Ye took a sip: “It’s so sweet.”
“Yeah?” Sheng Renxing took a sip of his own, “Don’t you like sweet things?”
Sure enough, Xing Ye took another sip. Hearing what he said, he glanced at his drink: “We’re different.”
“Mine’s okay – try it?” Sheng Renxing pushed the milk tea towards him.
Xing Ye tried it.
“How is it?” Sheng Renxing asked, looking at him expectantly.
“No taste.” Xing Ye pushed it back to him.
Sheng Renxing snorted, taking a sip himself and biting the straw: “Hard to please.” He then lowered his eyes to begin sorting out the phone Xing Ye had just bought.
Since their seats were facing the wall, the two of them could only sit side by side. Xing Ye rested his face on one hand, and only raised the corners of his lips when he heard him, watching him sort out the phone.
Apparently, the previous owner didn’t delete anything when he had “sold” the phone. Sheng Renxing first deleted all those apps, and then cleaned the memory and data…
“What do you want to download?” As he spoke, his hand speed was very fast: he was already downloading QQ, while his other hand was taking out his own mobile phone to show Xing Ye what apps he had.
Xing Ye scrolled down the phone.
Sheng Renxing: “Do you want WeChat?” He tilted his head and glanced at him, “Do you want to apply?”
Xing Ye paused and responded.
After a while, he finished hastily applying, then clicked to ‘add friends’ and added himself, finally giving Xing Ye a satisfied smile.
“This is you?” Xing Ye glanced at him.
There was only an “X” in his otherwise empty list.
“Mhm.” Sheng Renxing responded while biting his straw.
“Why is this your avatar?” Xing Ye clicked on it, revealing a black background and a white sky lantern.
The visual effect was quite terrifying.
“…” Sheng Renxing paused and glanced at it. “Isn’t there a song called Star Lighting? At the time, some people were making a fuss, so I changed my avatar.”
Light this sky lantern to intimidate the younger generation!Xing Ye: ?
“Xingxing?” He pursed his lips and smiled, hooking an arm over Sheng Renxing’s shoulders: “Do you not like people calling you this?”
As he got closer, the heat from his body transferred to him.
Sheng Renxing turned his head and nodded in a cool, brother-like manner, though in his heart he silently replied, “Hey!”.
In the past, his hair was a little curly, making him look a little tender. In his own words, he was “soft and floppy”, which led to guys like Qiu Datou sometimes deliberately calling him ‘Brother Xingxing’ – he would almost vomit on him, getting goosebumps all over. Qiu Datou got close to losing his head.
In order to warn these people, he changed the avatar to show that if they dared call him Xingxing, he would dare to light a sky lantern for them.
Now, he was using it without any trouble, and he couldn’t find any other avatar he wanted to change it to, so it had been kept unchanged.
Sheng Renxing shifted, pushing Xing Ye away, and changed the subject uncomfortably: “What about you?” He clicked on Xing Ye’s profile and said “I haven’t done it for you, so you do it yourself.”
Xing Ye retracted his arm and took his mobile phone with a blank expression.
“Don’t call yourself ‘Not adding friends’ again,” Sheng Renxing smiled. “If you really don’t add anyone, then I’ll be your only friend on WeChat.”
After he finished speaking, he thought about it and suddenly felt like that wasn’t so bad, so he changed his mind: “But that’s fine. Besides, if you have QQ, you definitely won’t use WeChat anyway.”
Before Xing Ye could even have the chance to use WeChat, Sheng Renxing had already asserted that it “wouldn’t be used”.
Xing Ye ignored him and continued editing his profile without a word.
Sheng Renxing looked at it and then glanced up at him, faking being disgusted: “You copied me!” But his smiling eyes betrayed him.
Xing Ye’s name was very simple: it was only a capital letter – ‘Y’.
When lined up with ‘X’…
It was like a couple’s name.
The next day, they had planned to meet at the Busan Square next to the Phoenix Bridge at 9 am.
However, Sheng Renxing overslept: Xing Ye knocked on his door for a long time but no one answered, so he simply pushed it open and walked in.
Sheng Renxing was lying on his side with a pillow in his arms: his head was buried in it, and the quilt had been wrapped into a ball by him, revealing a portion of his waist.
As if he had heard the knock on the door, he shoved his head deeper into the pillow and frowned slightly.
Xing Ye looked around: there was not much sunlight coming in, and the closed curtains made the room darker – it had a strange atmosphere. He cleared his throat and lowered his voice unconsciously: “Get up.”
It was so soft and light that even a mosquito wouldn’t have budged.
Xing Ye stepped forward and nudged his shoulder.
Sheng Renxing murmured something inaudible.
His red hair was scattered on the bed, some of it covering his eyebrows. Since he was asleep, none of his usual arrogance could be seen, and his original facial features were more clear.
Xing Ye couldn’t help but think about the fights in the post that asked who was more handsome.
He thought, those people who called him more handsome must have never seen Sheng Renxing like this.
Xing Ye stepped forward slowly, sat on the bed, and stretched out his hand.
The clouds were thick outside, and inside, it looked as though it was still night.
Xing Ye stared at him for a while before slowly reaching out to touch his hair lightly.
Since their showdown in the arena that time, Sheng Renxing had begun to tease him vigorously, as if he was on chicken blood. It made him pay more and more attention, restraining some of his actions so as to not cross the line – although the two of them seemed to have already replaced the window paper with glass. But he still seemed to be sticking to some important principle, abiding by it conscientiously.
That was until he saw Sheng Renxing asleep – Xing Ye watched him quietly, and the thoughts that had originally been suppressed in the bottom of his heart slowly rose up, spreading like a wildfire, out of control.
Xing Ye moved his hand away from his hair to touch his ear.
Sheng Renxing was unconscious – in the room, the only sound that could be heard was his own breathing.
Xing Ye lowered his eyes and his fingers moved down.
“Buzz–” Sheng Renxing’s cell phone on the bedside table vibrated, and he felt the same vibration in his own pocket.
Xing Ye’s eyelashes trembled: he continued moving down, around his shoulders, into the quilt, and placed his hand under the back of Sheng Renxing’s neck —
Shocking him with the cold.
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