When Shen Muhan was finally pushed away, his dazed eyes were red, his wet lips were slightly open, and his breath was scorching hot. He stared at Song Yao’s utterly red neck, saw his messy appearance, and finally realized what he had done!
Song Yao sneered, “Are you done biting?”
Shen Muhan, “…S-sorry.”
Song Yao, “Remember last time in the changing room? Is sorry the only thing you know how to say?”
Shen Muhan, “…Actually biting once in a while isn’t a big deal.”
Song Yao, “???”
Shen Muhan pointed to the cat in the alley, “Cats and dogs will bite each other, because they’re friends.”
Song Yao, “Or you a cat or a dog?”
Shen Muhan’s expression was helpless, resembling a large, pitiful dog. “I was really wrong, please forgive me…”
Seeing him like these was quite the novelty. Song Yao’s mood improved, “As long as you know you’re wrong.”
Shen Muhan said earnestly, “Next time…I’ll be gentler…”
After eating, they all went home. At this time, the students living on campus displayed their advantage, they could immediately return to their dorms to sleep. Shen Muhan and Song Yao lived off campus and they needed to rely on the last train to get home.
Seeing he was almost at his stop, Song Yao prepared to get off, but his finger was gently caught by Sheng Muhan
Sitting in the chair, Shen Muhan raised his head to look at him and he asked softly, “How about coming to my house?”
It sounded like he was wheedling; Song Yao’s heart felt like a piece of cloud, all soft and fluffy.
Shen Muhan was a little embarrassed, so he tried to justify himself, “As good brothers, I went to your house before, but you’ve never come to big brother’s house before.”
Thus, Song Yao sat down in his seat again and couldn’t help rubbing his fluffy silver hair, “Okay.”
This made a certain someone unhappy again.
“You touched your big brother’s hair. I need to touch yours too.”
In the end, it became Shen Muhan hugging Song Yao while vigorously mussing his hair.
Ultimately, both of their heads ended up looking like a chicken nest.
*
According to the story, Shen Muhan’s family wasn’t financially well, his father passed away early and his mother went through many hardships to raise her son into an adult. After Shen Muhan became popular, the first thing he did was buy a villa for his mother. Later in the story, Shen Muhan became the top three wealthiest celebrities in the country.
Shen Muhan’s residence was in an old apartment building in a rather secluded area. Being a prideful person, he’d never invited any classmates over to his home, and even his fans didn’t know where he lived (besides stalkers like Song Yao’s host). Therefore, the fact that he invited Song Yao meant he trusted him completely.
Before, Song Yao didn’t know Shen Muhan was Ren Ximing, and now that he did, he was especially distressed. Ren Ximing’s parents both passed away and he was even more miserable than in this novel. All he knew about his mother came from photographs. In this world, at least his mother hadn’t passed from an illness and always accompanied him.
Apartment 302, a middle-aged woman with black hair and gold pupils opened the door. Song Yao thought, this was the second time he had seen Shen Muhan’s mother in this world. Thinking about it carefully, she looked exactly like the person in the photo album back at home. Although their family’s financial situation wasn’t the best, the air of luxury from an excellent upbringing came from the bones. After all, Ren Ximing’s mother, Ren Mingyue, used to be a famous young lady from a wealthy family, but after the family went bankrupt, she became like cinderella.
Shen Muhan’s mother was called Shen Mingyue. Shen Mingyue saw her son bring home a friend for the first time and was over the moon. She ushered Song Yao into the house and took out all the fruits and snacks in the house to accommodate him. She asked them if they were hungry and if they wanted a late-night snack. They answered that they already had bbq and were full. Since it was quite late, she had the two children take turns taking a bath while she set up a comfortable tatami mat in her son’s room.
The style of Shen Muhan’s bedroom was the opposite of Ren Ximing’s. There were exercise equipments, all sorts of musical instruments, the most eye-catching ones being the guitar, electric piano, and the violin, and on the table were sheet music written by him. Basically, Ren Ximing’s room was like a dog house while Shen Muhan’s room was neat and tidy. Song Yao reckoned Shen Mingyue often helped her son clean his room.
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Song Yao couldn’t help but think, if Shen Muhan was Ren Ximing, why were there these differences? He suddenly had an epiphany. When Ren Ximing was in the second year of middle school, he also mentioned he was interested in music and had played many instruments. He was extremely talented in music and art, it was just, he didn’t like to talk. In the real world, in order to create a world that belonged to him, he focused all his attention on programming and no longer had time to fulfill his dreams in music. Therefore, he created a character like “Shen Muhan” and had his life move in a different direction—if his mother hadn’t died, if he didn’t have autism, if he had chosen music instead, if he wasn’t so gloomy and was a superstar instead…
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Song Yao, “I’m not afraid of the cold.”
Shen Muhan scrutinized him, unresigned, “Say, you’re supposed to be my hardcore fan, the brainless kind. Your idol is inviting you to sleep together and you’re actually refusing?”
Song Yao made an exaggerated face, “The more I worship you, the more I need to keep a distance.”
Shen Muhan, “…You’re in the same room as me, but you don’t look nervous at all and your eyes are glued to your phone.”
Song Yao, “We’ve known each other for so long, and we’re good buddies, of course I won’t be as nervous as I was in the beginning. And I’m looking at your videos right now.” Saying this, he showed it to Shen Muhan.
Shen Muhan’s expression improved, “The real thing is in front of you, why are you still watching videos?”
Song Yao closed his phone and set it aside. He looked at him with a small smile, “Okay, big deity, I’m looking at you.”
Shen Muhan, “What’s that on your cheek?”
“Huh?”
“Left side.”
Song Yao touched it, “Where?”
“Stu, pid.”
Shen Muhan sighed and raised his hand.
Song Yao leaned over to him, bringing over his face.
Shen Muhan lifted his chin with left hand and his right hand gently pointed to at his cheek, “Over here, isn’t it itchy?”
Song Yao suddenly realized that it was a little itchy, “It’s probably a mosquito bite, do you have any ointment?”
Shen Muhan looked at him up and down, his eyes profound, thinking god knows what.
In the next moment, he bent over and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to bite Song Yao’s cheek.
When he was able to make contact, he retracted his teeth, stretched out his tongue, and licked gently.
It was hot and wet.
Song Yao was startled, “Why are you acting up again?”
Shen Muhan’s eyes were red and it looked like he was in a strange trance again.
Following after, he squeezed his eyes shut and unexpectedly, a trace of grievance appeared on his face.
He released Song Yao and said flatly, “I was just treating you, let’s sleep.”
After saying this, he closed the light, his back facing Song Yao as he drilled into his blanket and went to sleep.
[God’s favorability value +3%, current favorability value 72%. Reason: I can’t take it anymore, I want to bite him.]
[God’s favorability value -1%, current favorability value 71%. Reason: I don’t know, I’m just unresigned.]
That night, Song Yao was originally having a good night’s sleep, but he felt himself getting uncomfortably hot and he was unable to move. He dreamt that he was pressed beneath the belly of a bear and when he finally awoke from the nightmare, he discovered Shen Muhan clinging onto his back, hugging him with a death grip. His body temperature was high and the sound of his breathing was extremely close.
Song Yao was speechless, this guy had a fine bed to sleep on, so why was he on the mat and occupying his space! He was fucking sleepy and Shen Muhan weighed a ton. He slipped out of Shen Muhan’s arms with great difficulty and figured he might as well sleep on the bed.
But not long after, Shen-clingy-Muhan hugged him again, and this time it was face to face.
Did this big deity sleep walk or what?
Song Yao was about to shake Shen Muhan awake, but heard his intermittent dream talk.
“Ah Yao.”
“Ah Yao.”
“En…hmm.”
“Big brother.”
He muttered in a sticky voice and muffled sounds came from his nose, making Song Yao erupt in goosebumps. What was he dreaming about? Why was he making this kind noise…
Song Yao was like a block of wood, but at this moment, he realized something and his ears grew increasingly hot.
Thankfully, it was nighttime, therefore everything can be safely hidden in the darkness.
*
Shen Muhan alway rose early. When he woke up, he was on the bed, Song Yao was sleeping on the tatami mat, and everything appeared to be normal. However, his expression looked worse for wear.
The absurd dream from last night entered his head and he couldn’t accept it. He felt that he was probably crazy, he and Song Yao were good buddies, he was a straight guy, but in that dream…this wasn’t the first time he’s had the dream, actually, these days, every night, he would have these strange, and shameful dreams…in the dream, he would jokingly or sarcastically call the other “big brother”. Shen Muhan reckoned he had gone insane.
He entered the bathroom, and in the mirror, his hair was a mess, his cheeks were red, and there were faint dark circles underneath his eyes.
Logically, he knew Song Yao and him were ordinary good buddies.
However, because they’ve been having more intimate contacts lately, he was beginning to have strange impulses.
His desire and reason battled each other in his head.
[Desire: Why not set free your impulse, Song Yao likes you anyway, you saw his writings, he’s gay, he wants to be together with you!]
[Reason: That was before, he hasn’t updated his writing in a long time. If he really likes me, why won’t he let me bite him? And when I licked his face, why was he only shocked? Why would he reject sleeping in the same bed as me? His crush on me is already past tense.]
[Desire: So what if it’s past tense, you can make it present tense!]
[Reason: I’ve already rejected him twice, right now he’s only my good friend and fan! Even friends need to keep their distances otherwise it’ll create misunderstandings.]
[Reason: I’m now thinking about him all the time. I’m by his side during the day and at night, I dream of him, that’s too scary. I need to maintain an appropriate distance with him and keep myself busy with other things—then soon, I’ll return to my normal self.]
*
When Song Yao woke up, Shen Muhan was showering. That was weird. He showered last night, but he was showering again this morning. Shen Muhan walked out at this time, and his expression was per usual. The favorability value above his head was 73%. Looked like it increased by 2% last night.
However, the favorability value stagnated at 73%, and in the following days, it showed no signs of increasing.
Shen Muhan was obviously avoiding Song Yao. And he was avoiding him differently than last time. He didn’t avoid him completely and interacted with him like normal, but he no longer engaged in more intimate actions and when they ate together in the afternoon, their hands happened to touch and although his expression showed nothing was wrong, he dodged him at lightning speed. If Song Yao invited him to something, he would quickly make up an excuse and leave with other people. Occasionally, Song Yao found himself missing the mind reading skill. But of course, even without the skill, he had other ways.
He had a hunch, but he wasn’t sure if he was right or not, so he anonymously posted online how Shen Muhan went from intimate and clingy to shunning and cold and consulted the netizens.
[KittyCat: DewDrop, thankfully you opened a thread to ask, many relationships are like this and it’s common in novels too. When they’re young, their relationship will heat up really fast and they’re a perfect couple, but some misunderstandings will delay them for N amount of years and in the end, it becomes a tragedy. In my opinion, now matter how the other avoids you, you have to keep on chasing, so you don’t leave behind regrets.]
[StarsAreBeautiful: A acted intimate before because he couldn’t differentiate the boundary between friendship and love. After being extremely intimate, he might’ve discovered that he was unable to extricate himself. At this moment, he would feel confused and scared, because he discovered that he’s not acting like himself. Therefore, he would want to revert back to a safe state.]
[Wow: Upstairs is a professional.]
[StarsAreBeautiful: Thank you for your compliment, I just spoke from experience. And the two people are the same sex and he used to be a straight guy before, so he must’ve received an even greater shock.]
[HaHaHa: The detail about him taking a shower twice is so cute. He must’ve done something naughty, so green and bashful lol. (excited.jpg)]
[LycheeIsTasty: There’s nothing to be done if A’s homophobic. However, I’ll still suggest DewDrop to not be afraid. Be more proactive, at least let him know you like him, tell him you want to be more than friends and want to be lovers. As to whether he would accept, it’s up to fate. Sigh.jpg]
[HaHaHa: But DewDrop didn’t say he likes A.]
[StarsAreBeautiful: He even opened a thread to ask, he must do.]
[LycheeIsTasty: DewDrop, don’t rush, feelings need to be cultivated slowly.]
Song Yao thanked the warm-hearted netizens and summoned the hamster.
[The hamster knew he was in a pinch and asked excitedly: The favorability has stagnated, it won’t go up, are you feeling anxious?]
[Song Yao: Tell me honestly, if I don’t enter the love route, the favorability will no longer go up?]
[Hamster: Bingo! You have to make the protagonist stop avoiding you, make him realize that you’re special, and have him willingly walk down the path of romance with you. That way, the favorability will increase.]
[Song Yao:…]
[Hamster: Of course, the exact plan is up to you. Oh, and the favorability has surpassed 70%, you’ve received one chance to draw cards, will you use it?]
He drew cards again.
Song Yao had been exceptionally lucky up until but this time he got a N card. Thank you for your patronage.
[The hamster persuaded: Actually, you don’t have to think about it too much. All you gotta do is keep chasing. You have to break through your own bottomline, don’t think it’s weird to have intimate contacts with him, it’s all just a part of capturing him, it’s very normal, isn’t it all good if you face it with a normal attitude?]
Hamster talked, gnawing on melon seeds, its cheeks bulging while thinking, in any case, feelings would grow with time.
Song Yao thought about it. Since he must go down the love route, he would no longer shy from it. Just keep going.
As for what he needed to do next, it was quite simple—
Since Shen Muhan ran, he would chase. If that didn’t work, he would simply lock him up and let’s see where he could run to then.
Author:
Shen Muhan: Lock up? What do you want to do? Scared.jpg
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
I think it’s definitely good to just lock him up hehe
Thank you for the chapter 💜
Me too hehe
Thanks for the updateee!!!
Thank you for the updates. 😘
i missed HOGL so so much 😭😭😭
thank you for translating! ❤️