Translator: Re
Editor: Mims
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(16)
The morning blue sky was cloudless, just like my mood.
Breakfast was still buns and soy milk. Carrying a takeaway bag, I hummed a song on my way to try a store’s new purple sweet potato bun. Its sweet taste wasn’t bad and in my heart I gave it a thumb’s up.
While on the road, I happened to meet the supermarket’s vegetable-selling auntie who smiled at me, her eyes squinting into a line.
“Aiyo, I thought you were buying breakfast for your flower of Gaoling. Young man, you really are a *24 filial boyfriend.”
[TN: “二十四孝男” refers to 24 rules of how a boyfriend should treat their girlfriend]
I swung the plastic bag and made a bitter expression. “No ah, that person doesn’t want me.”
Auntie sympathetically patted me on the shoulder which made me stagger a little.
“Don’t be discouraged, don’t be discouraged. Your girlfriend is just being emotional. Young people nowadays talk about being in love as if they’re already married. You’re a man, let her have her way.”
That person doesn’t want me yet I have to yield and let him have his way? What is the reason for this!
Seeing my expression becoming thunderous, Auntie had the look of a wise elder as she shook her head.
“Girls ah, they just want coaxing.”
She pulled me closer and started giving me many suggestions. I didn’t know if it had to do with her being on vacation, but Auntie was chattering ten times more than usual. My expression was already stiff by the time she took a deep breath and summed it up.
“Or you can just tease her to make her laugh, her anger will dissolve very quickly.”
My mouth fell open unconsciously and Auntie’s expression changed drastically. Releasing the hand that was pulling onto my sleeve, she walked away muttering, “No wonder! No wonder!”
As I arrived home feeling very bewildered, the light’s reflection on the silver gate caught my attention. It was only then that I found out my normally white teeth in the reflection was dyed a light purple from the sweet potato stuffing.
Heh! It’s actually rather funny! I lifted the corners of my lips and smiled brilliantly at myself in the iron gate.
“Kang Yan, why were you gone for so long…”
When the male god pulled open the iron gate and walked out of the door, he was evidently stunned when he saw me.
“…”
“…”
(17)
I smacked my lips together, took off my boots, and happily put the steamed buns and soy milk on the table.
The TV had been adjusted to the 24-hour news channel. I stretched lazily and retired to my room.
I immediately started browsing videos on my computer. The episodes from the Evil Mango broadcasting station can only be replayed on the official website. I haven’t been following that drama for two weeks! I was practically a hungry wolf about to fight a tiger for food.
However, I have no idea what BOSS was up to. He was just sneakily standing in the hallway outside my room.
“Kang Yan, what about your share?”
Without raising my head, I replied loudly, “I got hungry on the road and already ate! BOSS, no need to worry about me, you can start eating!”
I watched two episodes of the idol drama starring Zhu Zhuyan in one breath, then went to the living room to probe around a little.
Why does the view of the male god’s back as he typed on his laptop look so pitiful?
I blinked. My compassionate side really can’t be cured with any medicine.
I sat down with him, watching him hastily eat his lunch. BOSS seemed absent-minded throughout the meal. I don’t know if it was because he was bothered by the threat from that woman but if I think about it, BOSS’s family background was no secret. One phone call should be able to solve this little thing.
The male god then took our bowls and chopsticks and walked into the kitchen.
I immediately rushed in after him and stopped his hand that was reaching to twist the faucet.
“BOSS, what are you doing?”
He moved away, his eyes revealing a little confusion. “Doing the dishes.”
I hurriedly took the chopsticks from his hands, deftly put on my gloves, and poured just the right amount of soap. The action was done fluidly in one go.
“BOSS, you are my employer, how can I trouble you like that?”
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Humming the theme song of the drama, I calmly washed the dishes but I could feel BOSS’s stare as he stood beside me.
The male god walked into the hall briefly, then came back to the kitchen and leaned against the door frame. He just stared at me.
I used my eyes to ask him what he was doing.
He remained silent, then walked into the hall again.
He went back and forth several times and every time he did this, I wanted to stop what I was doing. I finally asked, “BOSS, is there a problem?”
The male god pursed his lips and said, “Hair clip…..”
“Ah?” I didn’t understand.
“Where did the bear hair clip you gave me go?”
I lowered my eyes and, while forcefully scrubbing the dirt on the side of the bowl, replied in a rather light tone, “You didn’t want it so I put it back in the drawer to let it play with a good buddy.”
By the way, good buddy refers to the small flower hair clip.
The male god was silent and didn’t speak anymore.
Our surroundings were filled with the sound of running water and the theme song that I would hum out of tune from time to time.
He stood beside me for a long time.
(18)
When I returned home at midnight with an exhausted body, I found the male god sitting in a wooden chair in the hallway. The dark yellow table lamp shone on the side of his face, giving off a warm light.
The male god looked up but I couldn’t see his expression.
“Where have you been?”
I rubbed my forehead and answered calmly, “Didn’t I tell you before? Sleepwalking ne, sleepwalking.”
BOSS stared at me as if he was trying to find a clue. After a long time, he said, “Kang Yan, you haven’t been right all day today.”
I paused then said faintly, “I will tell you a story, okay?”
The male god tilted his head, then nodded.
I brought my cold body to sit down in the chair beside him and slowly began.
“There was once a person who liked another person.”
“En.”
“Then one day, he died.”
“…”
The man god expressed his speechlessness to the fullest.
I asked him doubtfully, “Is it not funny?”
BOSS didn’t say a word.
When I was about to fall asleep while reclining in the wooden chair, he finally said just two words.
“I’m sorry.”
……Oh.
I bowed my head while pretending to focus on playing with the knot on my coat and asked softly, “Why are you apologizing ah?”
“… You treat me as a friend but I doubt you like this.”
Male god, you really are upright ah. Even his expression while apologizing was so serious and guilty, it’s just…
My expression at that moment must have been very complicated.
“I’m not angry.”
BOSS used a ‘you don’t count this as angry?’ look to stare at me. I scratched my head and said, “I’m a *tintin bit angry.”
[TN: cute way of saying teeny weensy/teeny tiny]
The male god looked at the “just a little bit” gesture I made with my fingers and smiled silently.
He was very good-looking when he smiles.
I racked my brain and could only think of the word “good-looking” to describe it. There are billions of people under the skies, thousands of people who are charming when they smile, and hundreds of people who have appeared in my life.
But only for the dimpled smile before me would I do whatever it takes.
On one hand I was thinking, my weak heart can’t take this ah while on the other hand I couldn’t help wondering, just what kind of relationship do we have anyways?
“Then you need to coax me before I forgive you.”
Give me an inch and I’ll want to take a mile. I just wanted to dispel this strange atmosphere.
“Good,” He smiled and agreed.
Looking at the sky outside the window, it was almost sunrise. With heavy eyelids, I went to lie down on my soft bed.
In a very small voice, I said to the male god beside me, “BOSS, I want to hear the little stars.”
“…”
The male god also seemed to be unclear as to why he was doing this. Even after faltering for a long time, he couldn’t utter a single sound.
I dazedly watched the blurry figure of the male god and faintly saw his serious but struggling appearance as well as his brilliant eyes that were like stars in the darkness.
Before entering my dreams, I seemed to hear his voice beside my ear.
“Twinkle twinkle little star…”
(19)
Drowsily waking up in bed, I didn’t see a trace of the male god.
When I tried to breathe, there was a burning pain in my throat and my nose seemed to be blocked.
I squirmed around in bed like a worm. In my head flashed the events that have happened these past few days and I tragically realized that I had probably caught a cold.
Is this the legendary sorrow begets joy?
I planned to call my dear male god. Swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, I opened my mouth only to emit a heavy bass out of tune.
“Bo……ss………”
… Or just peacefully lay in bed like a corpse and wait for the male god to discover this crime scene! I thought self destructively.
The sunlight scattered atop the white blankets and it was soon pass noon. I felt my forehead and my hand was covered with a thin layer of sweat.
I was shocked that it turned out to be a fever. I didn’t have time to think about it when I heard the sound of a key turning.
In a few moments, the male god, with a steaming bowl of porridge, an angel’s halo, and Superman’s cloak, stepped into the room under a ray of light.
The male god put the porridge on the small table and we were separated by the rising steam.
“Bo…….ss……..cough cough cough cough cough I’m sick…”
I pointed at my throat in a depressed way but what I actually wanted to ask was, BOSS how did you know that I was sick?
Then, the male god spoke more to me than he ever had before.
“Early this morning, you woke up once and said, ‘Pikachu, I choose you!’”
I deeply thought about the dream I had last night.
“Then you hugged me and refused to let go. You kept asking me… what type of magical thing is Pikachu?”
I buried my head in the blanket and covered my ears so that I didn’t have to listen. Was it human instinct to eat the male god’s tofu…
“I answered you with… *baby.”
[T/N: The word Pokémon used in Taiwanese is Shénqí bǎobèi 神奇寶貝 (“Magic Babies”) ]
“…”
Let me die.
“In the end, you kept wanting me to repeat it and I began wondering if you had a fever. When I checked your body temperature, you really did have a fever.”
My god! Teasing the male god wasn’t the problem. The problem was that completely losing the memory afterwards made it not worthwhile at all.
I thought about it for a while with my unclear head, then poked my head out of the blanket and asked the male god hopefully, “Is it…… cough cough recorded?”
At that time, was I clear-minded enough to record those couple of baby’s?
(20)
The male god seemed to have become used to ignoring my temper. After wordlessly handing me the porridge, he started talking about business.
I ate the porridge in small mouthfuls, regretting that there was no excuse for the male god to hu hu blow it cool for me.
Can’t you just nicely follow the script?
“In the afternoon, I need to see a future business partner.”
Business partner? Who ah?
“Remember how I said that I wanted to acquire stocks last time? Using my own name or acquiring shell companies would raise doubts.” [TN: shell companies = readymade companies or companies with no trading history]
Then? Seeing the male god sinking deep into thought, I tugged at his sleeve to signal him to keep speaking.
“Yesterday, a person who is highly respected in the business sector contacted me and said that they would be willing to help unconditionally.”
BOSS stared at me for a while before sighing, “I also feel that there is no such thing as a free lunch.”
With a mouthful of porridge, I indignantly waved my hands. You’re not allowed to read my mind through my eyes!
At two o’clock in the afternoon, BOSS covered me with a heavy blanket and said, “I am going out. If you sweat a lot, you will get better soon.”
Gripping the edge of the floral blanket, I nodded.
“On my way home, I’ll buy porridge for you. You stay home obediently. Although I don’t know what you’re doing when you go out, just don’t go ‘sleepwalking’ since you’re sick.”
Although my throat was a lot better after taking the cough medicine, my voice still had a nasal sound, “BOSS…… has changed. Am I dreaming right now?”
It’s rare for the male god to rub my messy hair. There was no emotional change in his voice but I suspect he was feeling shy.
“Because you usually chatter non-stop. Now that you’ve quieted down, it feels a bit… wrong.”
I blinked my eyes sleepily and muttered, “If you don’t like it, then I will talk less in the future?”
Of course, it was just talk. I’ve yet to use a low-level trick like the *ku ròu jì!
[TN: “苦肉計” (literally “bitter meat plan”) – when you deliberately injure yourself to deceive others in order to achieve your goals]
BOSS took his hand off my head and turned around to pick up the trash on the small table.
“……. No need. I don’t find it annoying.”
Hehehehehe.
………
I slept shallowly.
When I woke up, I leaned against the bed in a daze. I kept waiting until dusk when the sun was setting.
Leaning against the window, I watched a small black spot in the distance gradually revealing a silhouette before turning into the appearance of the male god.
Under the evening afterglow, the male god was basked in an orange light. Even though I knew that he wouldn’t be able to see, I still stupidly waved to his shadow.
In BOSS’s hand was a white plastic bag containing porridge which drew an arc in the air as it followed his steps.
Swing, swing.
Hey, male god.
Come back ah.
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Little Corner:
Re: *clap clap* Great story Kang Yan. Beautiful characters and (zero) plot x’D 10/10
MadMadamMims: KY has successfully become the coaxed girlfriend while Male God has some serious separation anxiety. Everyone take a shot every time he asks KY where he has been!
Pikachu! I chose you! poof
Eh? Male God?
That’s fine too!
(Honestly, that was my favorite part XD)
Kang Yan’s sense of humor is so dark I cried. XD
Good story tho. XD
Thanks for the chapter! 💕💕💕
Damn that was the funniest story I’ve heard!
Thanks for the chapter! 🙂
Ahahaha his story XDD too good :’D and then the pikachu scene xDD thanks for the chapters owo
This MC is hilarious! 😂😂😂
Thanks for the chapter! 💕
He Just wanted to be called baby, right? Coy boy, XD
What’s the job Kang Yan got? I hope we discover it soon. The male god is worried.
Thanks for the chapter!
does ML really not notice MC’s feelings??
Thank you for the chapter
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BABYBABY BABYBABY BABYBABY BABYBABY-
Sweet. ☺ Finally he takes good care of Kang Yan. Such sweet fluff. Love it. 💗
Can it be a espresso shot? 😉
MC is hilarious. 🤣 This is so funny. ML is falling slowly.
When u don’t understand why male god says sorry and kang is angry?