Hamster: My master is an energetic and lively guy.
Every day, as the god, Ren Ximing, besides sleeping and ingesting the necessary nutrients, spent his time programming, watching the monitor, entering the protagonist’s consciousness, reading aloud the host’s thoughts, passionately creating scripts, arranging encounters, and playing supporting characters. He just used the protagonist’s body to complete a spectacular performance, yet he didn’t show the slightest hint of tiredness and immediately activated the space to return to the past and observed how the host planned to make the past him happy.
Currently, his master was moved into a sniveling mess and was wiping away his tears. After five minutes, he became serious and contemplative again.
[Hamster: Master, is something weighing on your mind?]
[Ren Ximing: Shen Muhan was supposed to be me, but I’m getting a stronger feeling that we’re two different people, or in other words, two different personalities. Basically, I don’t like him.]
Hamster: What a guy. After all the schemes and plans, you failed to predict you’d be jealous of yourself.
[Hamster: The difference between Shen Muhan and Master is that he doesn’t have Master’s memory.]
[Ren Ximing: I’ll make him gradually remember so the two of us can return to being one person. Otherwise, I can’t control the urge to kill him.]
[Hamster: …(scared.jpg)]
[Hamster: Starting from the next world, Master can play the role of God yourself and pretend to have amnesia to have the host pursue you.]
[Ren Ximing: Right, and brother needs to transmigrate with his own body, I don’t want to touch someone else’s body.]
[Ren Ximing: How much more until the favorability value reaches 100%?]
[Hamster: It’s at 63% right now, it’s still missing 37%.]
[Ren Ximing: We’ll follow the original plan, make sure there’s ample bait and obstacles. …Tsk.]
[Hamster: Master, what’s wrong?]
[Ren Ximing: After he noticed my existence, I can’t read his thoughts anymore…however, I can can infinitely magnify his expressions and use it to guess what he’s thinking all the same.]
[Hamster: …(scared.jpg)]
*
The hamster was also very busy. He once again returned to the host’s side.
[Hamster: Dun dun dun, host, a penny for your thoughts. You now know that the world’s main god is Ren Ximing and the god Shen Muhan is an incarnation of Ren Ximing, plus you learned the main god’s ultimate goal. Will these new information disrupt your capture plan?]
[Song Yao: Mingming’s willful actions has deeply shocked me, but I admit, I can’t understand Mingming’s obsession, I don’t approve of his extreme methods, nor can I accept his feelings. However, this doesn’t affect the capture plan. Since he has the ability to make this kind of world and trap me, I also have the ability to capture him and treat him.]
[Song Yao: I heard children with autism often have a vast inner world that’s hard to understand by others. I think I’m inside his inner world right now and I’m very glad the person who entered this world was me. As his older brother, I’ll strive to understand him and I would never harm him.]
[Hamster: …Woah (tears.jpg)]
[Hamster: Host, I like you sooo much. I’ll do my utmost to help you. (fighting.jpg)]
[Hamster: Oh right, host, I have to tell you something important. From the moment you and the protagonist became friends, both of you automatically became 18 years old.]
[Song Yao: So randomly?]
[Hamster: You and the main god are both adults anyway, adulthood makes pursuing easier, the playing field can be bigger.]
[Song Yao: …Is it necessary?]
[The hamster, earnestly: It’s very necessary, we’re very far-sighted. (dog head.jpg)]
*
That night, “Depravity” got first place as expected and the group, receiving the ten thousand rmb cash prize, was over the moon. They immediately decided to have dinner together to celebrate.
Outside of school, on the food street. Song Yao restored his ordinary looks while the director, Zhang Yong, couldn’t stop praising him, and the surrounding people were curious as well. Basically, the ex-mob character become Mr. Popular and was surrounded by people.
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.
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Song Yao smiled politely in response to these praises. When he smiled faintly and his eyes curved, the crowd of people who saw it thought: Oh my god, who said he was a perverted, crazy stalker? As expected, rumors cannot be trusted!
Compared to Song Yao, Shen Muhan was even more popular, however he always appeared standoffish. There were many girls looking at him from afar, but they didn’t dare to approach him. Meanwhile, the entire time he was looking at the person in front of him. As he stared at the mark on his neck, the tip of his ears reddened.
The boy sitting beside Song Yao was very attentive. He poured him cola, handed him skewers and napkins, and from time to time, he’d bump against his shoulder.
The boy introduced himself very familiarly, “Song bro, I’m Chen Yang, Year 4 from the drama department.”
Song Yao had some impression of him. This boy with round eyes, short eyebrows, and baby fat on his face looked especially like a seal. Song Yao: “En, I often see you around. I heard you often play the lead role.”
Chen Yang’s face was red: “Wow, Song bro, you actually know who I am, I’m so happy. Um…”
He stammered a little. Song Yao patiently listened to what he had to say.
“That, I have a question, what’s the relationship between you and Shen bro?”
Song Yao: “Why do you ask?”
Chen Yang scratched his head, “Actually, I’ve been watching you guys. When we’re rehearsing, your interactions, I saw it all, and I feel like Shen bro pays special attention to you, he’s never paid attention to another person like this…oh right, when you were trying on the costume last time, I was also there. When he came out of the dressing room, his face was really red…and the mark on your neck, to think Shen bro would act so uncharacteristically and really bite you…”
When Chen Yang got excited, he started rambling and listing the evidence, and his face got redder the more he spoke. Song Yao subconsciously rubbed the spot where he was bitten; it still ached a little. He looked across from him and his gaze immediately met with Shen Muhan’s.
Shen Muhan drank a sip of cold cola while looking at the two people with smiling eyes, and for some reason, an inexplicable sense of danger radiated from his face.
Chen Yang: “Omg, he’s looking at you right now too…then I’ll be frank, the girls around me are going crazy from shipping and they sent me to ask, are you two dating?”
Song Yao made a small laugh, “You guys really have a rich imagination. Aren’t he and I just friends? We interact a lot because our relationship is good, and compared to strangers, wouldn’t you pay more attention to your friend? When his face got red in the changing room, it’s quite normal, since it was a small space with little air. And when he bit me, he was just playing the role of the vampire and did it for better effects. There’s no other meaning.”
Chen Yang sighed, “Ai, I told those girls, from what I know Shen bro is definitely straight and they shouldn’t get their hopes up. They wouldn’t believe me, but now they ought to come to terms with reality.”
The two chatted back and forth and unwittingly, they grew closer than before while the face of the person sitting across from them became increasingly dark.
[God’s favorability value -1%, currently favorability value 62%. Reason: I’m really annoyed.]
What was Shen Muhan annoyed about? Song Yao was a little curious.
Following after, everyone saw the standoffish Shen Muhan stand up, walk across, and split apart Song Yao and Chen Yang before arrogantly sitting between the two people.
Shen Muhan swung his arm around Song Yao’s neck, crooked his head, and looked at Chen Yang lazily: “Yangyang, what are you talking about with him, waving your hands and all and being so close with him?”
Chen Yang: “???!!!”
Chen Yang reacted extraordinarily fast and immediately said, “Shen bro, we’re talking about your acting and Song bro was praising you just now…”
Shen Muhan was quiet for a moment before looking at Song Yao.
Song Yao nodded, “We’re praising you the entire time.”
[God’s favorability value +1%, current favorability value 63%. Reason: I misunderstood.]
Song Yao:…
Chen Yang quickly stood up, “Shen bro, you can sit here. I-I’ll sit across!”
He turned his head and winked at the girls who had been spectating quietly. The group of girls covered their faces and screamed!
Shen Muhan noticed that Song Yao’s shoulders were shaking and he scowled. “What are you laughing at?”
Song Yao shook his head and said with an innocent face, “I’m not.”
Shen Muhan huffily grabbed a can of beer.
Song Yao snatched away the beer and set it aside. He was about to say, “you’re underage, you can’t drink”, when he suddenly remembered what the hamster told him, that from the moment the two of them became friends, they had become adults.
Thus, he said, “Drinking is harmful to the body.”
Shen Muhan propped his chin and raised a brow at him. Their gazes met.
At this moment, Song Yao realized he was being tightly held. It was a little too hot and it was inconvenient to move around, “Let go of me, it’s hot.”
Shen Muhan countered shamelessly, “But big bro is cold, so no.” Even though his breath was boiling hot.
Song Yao was too lazy to argue with him, “Why did you suddenly come over?”
Shen Muhan smirked, “I heard you were praising me, so I came over to see what you’re praising me for.”
Song Yao saw his smug look and wanted to tease him, so he said, “I said you were handsome and you can skillfully play any character.”
Shen Muhan grinned even wider.
“I said you’re extremely popular, so much that every day, people look at you with a magnifying glass and they’d talk about you. As expected of a future superstar, anyone who lays eyes on you will feel their heart race and be entranced.”
Shen Muhan curved his eyes, “Then what about you? Does your heart race, are you entranced?”
Song Yao looked at the pair of eyes that were at close proximity. He suddenly grabbed the other’s hand and guided it towards his chest. “Wouldn’t you know after feeling it?”
But Shen Muhan instantly froze.
His palm didn’t even touch Song Yao’s chest before he pulled away with a “swoosh”.
He released Song Yao and looked at him with bewilderment. His pale skin was like rice paper stained with pale, red ink. The tip of his ears were exceptionally red, as if red ink could be squeezed from it.
[God’s favorability value +3%, current favorability value 66%. Reason: My heart is racing.]
Song Yao was just teasing him in an ordinary way and he didn’t pay too much attention to it.
However, when he read the four words, “my heart is racing”, he looked at Shen Muhan in surprise.
Right now, his heart, was it beating fast?
How fast?
Somehow, he wanted to use his hand to measure it.
Perhaps because Song Yao’s gaze was too direct, but Shen Muhan couldn’t take it anymore and turned around to look at him.
Amidst the bewilderment in his eyes, there was a hint of childishness and anger.
“What are you looking at?” He grumbled.
Song Yao wanted to tease him again, “I wasn’t looking at you.”
That made him even angrier, “You were too looking, you looked so much my scalp went numb!”
Song Yao, “Yes, yes, I was looking at you, can’t I?”
Shen Muhan, “…you’re not allowed to look.”
Song Yao, “When you were sitting across from me, weren’t you also looking at me the entire time?”
Shen Muhan, “…”
Song Yao smiled, “And where were you looking at? What were you thinking?”
After Song Yao finished teasing him, he happily continued eating his meal.
But he thought he was being a little strange. It must be because he mingled with a high schooler for too long, so his maturity level also regressed to that of a high schooler’s…or no, was it an elementary schooler? He really liked teasing the protagonist until he was blushing and prickly.
Shen Muhan suddenly stood up. He pulled Song Yao along with him and started walking out.
Everyone was looking over so Song Yao made up an excuse: Muhan ate too much, I’ll go with him to walk around and digest a bit and we’ll be back later.”
Shen Muhan walked in large strides at a fast pace, showing his impatience.
Song Yao was cluelessly dragged along by him, “What up all of a sudden?”
But Shen Muhan didn’t answer, he dragged him into an empty alley.
Song Yao felt something was wrong and was about to say something when he was suddenly pressed against the wall and trapped between two arms.
Song Yao was helpless, “Big guy, you…”
Shen Muhan’s breath completely surrounded Song Yao, his eyes narrowed as he scrutinized the person in his arms, his voice low, “Didn’t you want to know what I was looking at and what I was thinking?”
He lifted Song Yao’s chin, exposing his pale and beautifully shaped neck.
He smiled and stared intensely at the circular and obvious teeth mark on his Adam’s apple.
His hot breath was like a feather, tickling Song Yao into laughing, “All right, I know, let go of me now—”
However, Shen Muhan’s voice carried a tinge of anger, “What do you know?”
“I know you’re looking at the teeth mark.”
“Hmph, then do you know what I was thinking?”
No matter how much of a piece of wood Song Yao was, he could still sense danger.
He tried pushing Shen Muhan away, and if given enough time, he could probably reverse their position.
But Shen Muhan wouldn’t give him the time to react.
An inexplicable sense of impulse rose in his heart, so strong that it couldn’t be ignored anymore.
He just wanted to continue where he left off—after all, the bite during the play, it wasn’t enough, it was nowhere near enough. He didn’t have time to savor the taste, the mark he left wasn’t obvious enough, and he was far from content.
Thinking this, he bit Song Yao’s Adam’s apple without any hesitation.
At the same time, the favorability value above his head reached 69%, reason: I don’t know, I’m busy.
I’m busy too lol tyfc
I’m too busy to think about any other reason, jst lemme quickly imprint more of my marks fufu 😈
Tysmm for the ch 💦🍑