Song Yao woke up, a bit dazed.
Along with the voice calling him, he felt the breath that was very close to him. The breath was like fire, burning his ear.
He covered his scalded ear and felt off all over.
It wasn’t until they got off the train and he saw Shen Muhan waving goodbye to him that he finally calmed down.
This guy, did he find out his ears were his weak points and was playing with him on purpose?!
He was a little embarrassed and a bit angry.
He never felt like this before.
After these feelings passed, he belatedly realized, the captured target had called him “Ah Yao”.
The original once wrote this:
[Muhan, if I were your lover, what would you call me? You definitely don’t call me crazy Song. You’ll call me “baby”, maybe “dear”? Heh, it’s so mushy, I’m a little embarrassed. How about you call me big brother? I am older than you by 3 months. It feels kind of thrilling. Or, you can call me Ah Yao? Ah Yao, Ah Yao, Ah Yao…I feel like crying.]
If the original heard him, he’d probably be excited to the point of crying.
But now, they were both straight, there was no possibility of them becoming lovers.
They were friends.
At night, before sleeping, his phone buzzed.
It was a message from Shen Muhan.
Shen Muhan changed his profile picture, it was now Song Yao’s drawing “Light”.
[Shen Muhan: Unhappy.jpg]
Song Yao’s past profile picture was just black, now it was changed to the first drawing he drew after he transmigrated.
[Song Yao: What’s wrong?]
[Shen Muhan: You won’t show big brother your tattoo, stingy. Angry.jpg]
[Song Yao: I’m older by 3 months. I’m the big brother.]
[Shen Muhan: I’m taller than you.]
[Song Yao: My grades are better than yours.]
[Shen Muhan: That’s only temporary. I eat more than you.]
[Song Yao: I’m more mature than you.]
[Shen Muhan: Yo. But you seem pretty innocent?]
[Song Yao: You forgot about my writings?]
[Shen Muahn: You only dare to write it.]
[Song Yao: …]
[Shen Muhan: Aren’t I right?]
5 minutes later.
[Shen Muhan: Looking secretly.jpg]
1 minute later.
[Shen Muhan: Cry cry.jpg]
3 minutes later.
[Shen Muhan: Why won’t you pay attention to me.jpg]
[Shen Muhan: Throw bombs at you.jpg]
Song Yao saw this and couldn’t help smiling. This guy acted cool normally. So why was he acting like an elementary schooler on Wechat. Seriously, so childish.
[Song Yao: How come you have so many expression packs?]
[Shen Muhan: Why, you like them? I don’t mind if you save them.]
[Song Yao: Then don’t mind if I do.]
[Shen Muhan: Are you about to sleep?]
[Song Yao: En.]
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
[Shen Muhan: Send a voice message saying “Big brother, goodnight”.]
[Song Yao: Little brother, goodnight.]
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[Thank you for your patronage.]
Second time, he drew an R card.
[Beauty, it’s a weapon that should be used at the most suitable time and location. The host with this card, within the designated 3 hours, can reveal their true appearance. Note: When using this card, there’s no worries of exposing your identity, may the host be assured.]
This card was similar to the card he got last time.
The previous card, in the intended person’s eyes, his most attractive feature will gradually stand out, albeit slowly, and there was no time limit.
This card was obviously for some special motives. Revealing his true appearance for 3 hours, it was more simple and straightforward.
He wondered if he could use it.
*
The next day at school, the two of them met in the stairway. Shen Muhan stood on the stair above and waited for Song Yao.
When the two of them were one step of stairs apart, Shen Muhan turned around and blew at Song Yao’s forehead.
He completely ignored the looks of everyone around.
Song Yao covered his forehead in shock: “What are you doing?”
Shen Muhan said, as if matter-of-fact: “Your hair’s blocking your eyes, big brother will help you blow them away.”
Song Yao was speechless, “…I told you, I’m older.”
Shen Muhan faintly narrowed his eyes and whispered in Song Yao’s ear, “After class, how about we compare them in the bathroom? It’s completely different…from when we were kids.”
Song Yao finally realized that Shen Muhan was being dirty. He even reminded him that the original forced him to take off his pants in kindergarten. He really wanted to cover his mouth immediately.
However, Shen Muhan dodged agilely. Without his face reddening or his heart quickening, he gave him a big smile then turned around and left.
It was such a pure smile, as if he was only telling Song Yao “good morning” just now.
During the day, Shen Muhan would often use his gaze to bother Song Yao.
Every time he saw Song Yao being annoyed, he felt happy and his mouth would curve upward.
The students who watched Shen Muhan every day with a magnifying glass discussed amongst each other.
“Hanhan is in a really good mood today, why?”
“Maybe he’s in love? He rehearsed with Yao Yao yesterday and I heard there was a lot of physical contact.”
“Is it just me or does he keep looking back here?”
“No? Maybe you’re being too sensitive. Or, he’s looking at me?”
“If you ate even a single peanut, you wouldn’t be this drunk…”
After class, Shen Muhan, under the shocked looks of the students, sat down in front of Song Yao.
Song Yao reminded him, “Everyone’s looking at us.”
Shen Muhan, “Let them look.”
He lazily raised his arm and gently lifted Song Yao’s bangs, “It’s too long, how about big brother take you to the barber this afternoon?”
At the same time, his inner voice entered Song Yao’s mind: [His eyes obviously look so nice, but they’re blocked by his bangs, it’s a pity.]
Song Yao couldn’t be bothered to argue with him about who was the big brother. Facts spoke louder than words.
As for his hair, fixing it wasn’t a bad idea. Having hair blocking his eyes wasn’t exactly convenient.
“Okay.” He answered.
Shen Muhan quirked his brow, “Not arguing with me anymore? So obedient?”
Sometimes he felt the other was just asking for it. Song Yao gnashed his molars.
Shen Muhan was tangled with something again and wrinkled his brows.
[But if he cuts his hair, wouldn’t more people discover that he’s actually pretty good-looking?]
[What am I thinking, this kind of thought is a little dangerous. A friend’s attractiveness being discovered, what’s not good about it?]
“Then it’s a plan.”
He stood up, comfortably stretched his waist, and returned to his own seat.
*
At noon, after eating, they left school for the barber.
The barber was very enthusiastic. Song Yao was sleepy. Shen Muhan peeked over from time to time.
In the middle of it, he went outside to take a call and when he returned he looked a little anxious. At the same time, the barber finished cutting Song Yao’s hair and was looking at his handiwork with satisfaction.
Song Yao: “What happened?”
Shen Muhan: “Something happened with Yao Yao’s family and she can’t participate in the night of drama.”
…There were only 6 more days until the night of drama and the female lead was gone, this was a big deal!
Song Yao: “What are you going to do about the female lead?”
Shen Muhan used his phone to take a picture of Song Yao.
He asked, “Do you have experience acting?”
Song Yao, “No.” The original didn’t, but Song Yao actually did, in middle and high school he was in the drama club.
Shen Muhan, “Are you against the idea of it?”
Song Yao: “No.”
Shen Muhan, “Then do you mind if I send your photo to the group?”
Song Yao: “I don’t mind. Why are you asking these? I’m not a girl, I can’t play the female lead.”
Shen Muhan went outside again to make a call looking super excited.
When he came back, he circled round and round Song Yao and said, “No one is more suitable than you.”
He made Song Yao face the mirror.
In the mirror, Song Yao’s fluffy black hair was still on the longer side and could be tied up. His bangs looked much neater and were parted stylishly in the middle. And that pair of clear, clean eyes were completely revealed.
His eyes were very magical, when he looked at a certain person with wide eyes, they felt pure and innocent and when there were tears in his eyes, he would look very pitiful. But when his slowly opened his eyes in a sleepy state, he gave people a high-born and cold feeling. The corner of his eyes curve up naturally, his lashes were thick like natural eyeliners, and paired with the tiny mole under his eye, he made people unable to look away.
If it were any other guy and they discovered they suddenly became better looking, they’d definitely take selfies excitedly. But Song Yao only lazily looked at himself in the mirror and didn’t have any special reaction. In truth, all he got was a refreshing haircut and his current appearance looked a little closer to his original appearance.
However, other people felt differently. The barber really hoped Song Yao and Shen Muhan could be the shop’s hair model, and even after being turned down, he still stuffed his business card to them.
In the mirror, behind Song Yao, Shen Muhan’s eyes were gleaming, He placed his hands on the both sides of the backrest and lowered his body, looking at the person in the mirror, “When the time comes, you just need a fake blonde wig, or you could use a one-time hair dye. There’s also blue contact lenses. Then you can play the aloof and abstinent holy father.”
“Holy father? Wasn’t it a nun?”
“In the beginning our play was called [Holy Father’s Depravity] and it’s a story where Satan tempts the holy father, but later it was changed to Satan and the nun. You’re pretty suited for it, can you play it?”
Song Yao suddenly remembered the R card he drew.
He was indeed pretty suited. He didn’t even need the wig and contact lenses. He only needed to use his original appearance.
He asked, “If I play it, is there a reward?”
Shen Muhan replied, “There is, whatever you want.”
Song Yao, “Then I’ll do it.”
[God’s favorability increased by +2%, current favorability value 54%. Reason: He accepted my invitation, I look forward to it.]
[Hamster: Host, have you noticed, after the favorability reached 50%, it’s been increasing rather slowly?]
[Song Yao: It doesn’t matter, it’ll reach 100% soon enough.]
[Hamster: From now on, the differentiation between the types of favorability will be much stricter. Only the affection most strongly desired by god will increase it and there might be different unexpected accidents, obstacles, and trials. Host should evaluate that situation carefully and carefully proceed with the capturing.]
*
There were 6 more days till the performance, they were very short on time. On the same day, they needed to do the costume fitting. The winner of the night of drama will get a cash prize of 10K rmb, and for the sake of it, this group of high schoolers were going all out.
Song Yao came out of the fitting room wearing a body of white robe and a gold trimmed vest. The vest and cuffs were embroidered with dark patterns that had the main theme of crosses and passion flowers. He was tall and more on the slender side and his bearing was exceptional, making him very suited for the long robe. The acting group only needed to look at his back view and couldn’t help praising him.
Shen Muhan took off his own cross necklace and helped him wear it. The director Zhang Yong found a turquoise ring for him to wear on his right index finger and couldn’t help sighing, “Shen Bro, you really have good eyesight.”
When they heard Yao Yao couldn’t act anymore, they felt that the sky was falling, but who would’ve expected that someone even more suitable would come along, everyone of them felt like they’ve been injected with chicken blood. But, of course, since Song Yao was new, they were a little worried. As for Song Yao himself, he didn’t care at all. When he was in middle and high school, he was also a part of the drama club and he had some interest in acting. But of course, acting was just a small hobby for him, he much preferred watching other people act for him while he’s responsible for investment.
Song Yao walked back into the fitting room, preparing to change back into his school uniform.
He took off the costume, wore the gray school trousers and put on the white shirt, or, to say, he put it on halfway and the curtains in the fitting room were suddenly pulled open!
In the mirror, he saw Shen Muhan standing behind him, staring fixedly at his back.
Song Yao instantly realized what he was looking at. He wanted to quickly put on his white shirt, but the shirt was grabbed by Shen Muhan and he couldn’t manage to wear it no matter what.
Song Yao’s face frosted over, “Get out.”
But Shen Muhan was completely distracted by the tattoo on his back and was deaf to everything else.
[Ah, I saw it…on the left side of his back, right beneath his scapula…its the tattoo he got specially for me…]
[Black bat wings, a heart, and the very obvious: I love SMH…]
[SMH…isn’t that my initials…did he mark a permanent confession onto his body.]
[God, that’s so lame…it’s mortifying…even I’m feeling embarrassed…]
[How can he be so childish and crazy…like this…it’ll make people misunderstand…misunderstand that he loves me for eternity, until his body perishes…won’t his future girlfriend argue with him in the future?]
[But why am I a little happy? No, not just a little…more like very.]
In the small space, Shen Muhan’s heartbeat and breath were felt by Song Yao.
Before he could process everything, his scaling finger already touched Song Yao’s skin.
From the scapula downward, he carefully touched the tattoo. When he thought about how, in order to leave behind such a confession, Song Yao’s pale and flawless skin was broken by a needle, his skin probably reddened, and Song Yao might’ve cried because of the pain, he suddenly felt…an inexplicable sense of superiority and excitement.
Song Yao attempted to hide multiple times to no avail so he turned around to face Shen Muhan. But Shen Muhan had zero intention of letting him go, he took another step closer, wrapped his left hand around the nape of his neck, and brought the person into his arms.
Now, Shen Muhan’s heat and breath completely pervaded Song Yao’s senses. He tried to struggle, but for the first time, he felt a strong sense of oppression from Shen Muhan. Shen Muhan, whose characteristics had always been frail and weak, was like steel bars, trapping him, making it hard for him to move.
Shen Muhan was completely immersed in his own world, he stroked Song Yao’s tattoo with something like mad obsession, his movements becoming more and more unbridled. He pulled off Song Yao’s shirt and continued rubbing hard, until Song Yao’s skin was rubbed red, causing the person in his arms to feel stinging and numbness.
During this, Shen Muhan’s favorability value directly shot up to 60%. Reason: None.
Even if the favorability could be increased this way, Song Yao had to stop it.
“Shen, Mu, Han!” Song Yao couldn’t take it anymore.
This call of his made Shen Muhan wake up from his dream-like state.
For a moment, he was dazed, then he immediately let go of Song Yao.
At this moment, he realized belatedly how narrow the fitting room was with two tall teenagers squeezed into it. The air was hot.
He finally noticed, Song Yao’s beautiful and slender upper body had a loose and crumpled white shirt hanging from it. Originally it was well ironed without a single wrinkle, but after being grabbed rudely by him, it was in a wretched state and was even missing a button.
Song Yao’s back, the nape of his neck, and his ears were all red. The vein on his forehead bulged, as if he was about to burst into anger at any moment.
Shen Muhan quickly apologized, “Sorry…I was too impulsive…but when I saw your tattoo, I was a little excited…I don’t know why either…”
In his entire life, he had never acted like such a scum before…
Song Yao raised his eyes and looked at him, “This shirt is dirty, wrinkled, and is missing a button. What should be done about it?”
Shen Muhan immediately replied, “I will bring it home, wash it, and fix it then give it back to you.”
Song Yao, “You hurt me just now.”
Shen Muhan heard this and felt smoking coming out of his body, “Sorry…my hand was wrong.”
Song Yao sighed and decided to let the matter go, “Fine, go wait outside.”
Shen Muhan went out and when play members saw him, they were surprised.
Play member: “Shen Bro, why is your face so red?”
Shen Muhan touched his face with the back of his hand, “It’s too hot.”
Play member: “Weren’t you helping Song Yao change? Why isn’t he done yet, it’s almost been 25 minutes.”
Shen Muhan went outside to feel the breeze, “The button on his jacket got stuck, I helped him fix it, he should be coming out soon.”
Song Yao came out of the fitting room. He wore his school uniform and nothing looked amiss.
Standing outside the door, Shen Muhan was practically a piece of scenery, attracting people’s attention. Not to mention, he looked like a puppy who did something wrong. From time to time, he would look at Song Yao sneakily.
Song Yao saw him like this and felt that he had been too harsh just now. It didn’t suit his setting as a fanatic and a good friend. He wanted to make up for it.
He walked towards Shen Muhan, hugged his arm and titled his head, looking at the awkward teen, “What are you eating tonight?”
His voice was like sorcery. With a single sentence of his, Shen Muhan’s face lit up.
Shen-secretly happy-Muhan smiled, and wrapped his arm around Song Yao, “Come, big brother will take you to eat something delicious.”
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