Thus, Song Yao became busy once more. Every day, aside from growing his business, he was relentlessly in pursuit of someone.
For his business, he previously posted a recruitment notice on the school’s online bulletin board, which attracted some students to sign up. In the end, he picked three business partners. There was Cai Cai, a girl who excelled at publicity and design, Sunset, a mysterious programmer, and finally Chen Yang from the drama department. The seal-like guy was also quite a talent, not only did he like acting, he was also knowledgable in programming and was Sunset’s fan. Song Yao already finished writing his business plan, they would mainly focus on making a short video app. They needed to compete in the school’s business competition in June, get into the top three, then in August they could go to the national business competition in Hangzhou to pave the way for future business endeavors. Meanwhile, Father Song invested in a pharmaceutical company with high potentials which finally put Song Yao at rest.
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Let’s stick in an interview from a Syrian hamster.
[The hamster nibbled on his food: Main god, you’re already busy enough so why are you disguising as Sunset? Last time you used this identity to color the host’s drawing and now you’re directly helping him make an app…]
[Ren Ximing: Making an app is a piece of cake, it’ll only take around 2 hours every day.]
[Hamster: Two hours…that’s…] Main god, you’re tired enough…
[Ren Ximing: He’s looking for trustworthy partners, so I should do it. He only needs to trust me alone.]
[Hamster: …To be honest, that story between you and the host, it can be titled as “How it feels to be solely favored by the main god (QT)”, “What to do if the golden finger is accidentally too powerful (QT)”, or “My family’s younger brother loves me too much and I’m troubled (QT)”.]
[Ren Ximing quirked his brow: If you have time to mock me, I assume you finished the mission I assigned you?]
[The hamster rolled out of its dish bowl, full of energy: (it’s hard being a subordinate) Right away, sire!]
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Now, pursuing someone, foremost there was a point that was rather awkward for Song Yao. The bite mark on his neck took a week before disappearing! Shen Muhan was a total dog, he bit him while acting and bit him still even after he finished acting, and his teeth were sharp, leaving obvious marks and bruises. Song Yao considered if he should cover it with a bandaid, but thinking everyone knew about it anyway, plus it was hot in summer, he was too lazy to cover it up. His open behavior made a group of people reel. One after another they raised yellow flags, they created all sort of elegant, obscure and strange CP names and shared them on the hot Weibo page for their fellow gentlemen to view. The fans silently ate it up and actively produced more materials, completely oblivious that a problem had arisen between the two people in question.
The mark on his neck soon faded and Song Yang began methodically chasing the other party.
[First, Shen Muhan runs and he chases. Be thick skinned, proactive, and flexible]
Shen Muhan’s grades were in the mid to high range, but because he was so busy with club activities recently, it affected his academics, causing his English and math grades to fall, resulting in a talk with the teacher. Song Yao suggested to the teacher that he could help Classmate Shen improve his grades. Hearing this, the teacher felt that such a child was simply too enthusiastic. Moreover, from the most recent monthly exams, Song Yao’s English and math grades were within the top three, which was more than qualified enough to tutor Shen Muhan. The teacher immediately grouped the two children together and said a few earnest words to them.
Shen Muhan’s setting was an exemplary student and there was no way for him to refute the teacher. Walking out of the office, he said to Song Yao: “You don’t need to mind me, I can study on my own.”
However, to his surprise, Song Yao fluently listed the mistakes he made during last month’s exam. Then in a tempting manner, he told him to imagine how much higher he could score on next month’s exam if he accepted his help. He continued on seriously; even if he wanted to be a performing arts student, academics were indispensable, added with the uncertainty of when he would become popular, a good college was the best guarantee, etc, and he even eagerly brought Mother Shen into the conversation…he was long-winded as a monk.
Shen Muhan couldn’t stand listening to him any longer, so he perfunctorily agreed to study with him. Song Yao was absolutely raring to go, whenever possible, he encouraged Shen Muhan to memorize vocabularies and solve problems, and whenever he saw the other, he would test him on a question, leaving Shen Muhan with no time to feel awkward or embarrassed, he only felt a mountain of pressure. After half a month of intensive training, he was finally able to answer the questions fluently and his plan from before to avoid Song Yao was helplessly thrown aside.
[Second, be patient, be considerate, and increase interactions.]
Ever since they formed the study group, there was always always a period of time in the day just for the two of them. They would do their homeworks together and if there was something Shen Muhan didn’t understand, Song Yao would explain it to him. As time passed, if there was a question Shen Muhan couldn’t solve, the first person he thought of wasn’t the teacher, but rather Song Yao. That was because Song Yao explained things better than the teacher, he could easily spot his mistakes and quickly unravel them.
Song Yao wrote his homework with high efficiency and after he was finished, he continued working on his company. When he was free, he brainstormed cheesy, but nevertheless, useful ideas.
Shen Muhan was on class duty, so Song Yao helped dust the blackboard and clean the classroom. Shen Muhan was carrying a pile of books, so Song Yao helped him carry half. Shen Muhan was giving out the exams, so Song Yao helped him pass them out. The more of these things he did, Shen Muhan, in turn, also took the initiative to help Song Yao. Interactions, achieved.
As a result, the students witnessed their cold and aloof school grass, their Shen Bro, helping Song Yao sweep the floor, dust the blackboard, deliver meals, buy water, and carry books…and as time passed, they got used to it.
During this period of time, the stagnate favorability value didn’t rise. Song Yao knew, to break through the barrier in Shen Muhan’s heart, he needed to be patient and not be too eager to succeed. At the very least, he made sure the target could quietly stay in the same room as him while developing a certain degree of reliance, habitualness, and interaction.
[Third, observe the effect.]
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After receiving his grade, Shen Muhan emotionally hugged Song Yao, saying “thank you” with sincerity.
He was already hugging him before Shen Muhan felt it was inappropriate and stiffly released him.
Song Yao was not the slightest bit impatient, he had plenty of methods.
[Four, increase skin to skin contact.]
During gym class, when the teacher asked the students to pair up for leg stretches, Song Yao would look at Shen Muhan with smiling eyes. Whenever there was a competition, Song Yao would pair up with Shen Muhan. At first, Shen Muhan felt awkward, but as long as a teenager sweated it out on the field, they’d forget about everything else.
And it was precisely like that today. It was gym class and they were playing soccer on the field. They were on the same team, one attacked while the other defended, and their teamwork was impeccable. The period was over but the two of them still didn’t return to the classroom and fooled around on the field.
Underneath the sunset, Shen Muhan saw Song Yao’s resplendent smile and forgot what it was that he was tangled over.
At this moment, their tacit understanding was in full drive as they paid attention to each other. Isn’t this what a perfect relationship is like? What was the point of overcomplicating things?
So he hooked Song Yao’s shoulder and announced, “As expected…we’re best buddies!”
Song Yao nodded, “Let’s go return the equipment.”
They carried the basket of equipments and headed to the storage room.
The storage room was rather narrow and the rattling ceiling fan hung from above. The door was normally opened for ventilation, so there wasn’t any smell. At this moment, Song Yao slowly closed the door, isolating any outside noises.
Shen Muhan put the basketballs, volleyballs and badmintons from the basket back to their respective spots. When he turned around, he saw Song Yao standing by the door with a nervous expression.
Song Yao looked anxious, his cheeks were blushing, he was sweating on his forehead, his acting was impeccable, “Muhan…I, I have something to tell you.”
Shen Muhan suddenly became aware that they were alone in a narrow space.
He was a popular guy, so every month there would be someone with the exact same attitude saying the exact same line…and they all confessed to him…
He belatedly realized, could it be, Song Yao wanted to…right here…confess to him?
When he thought of this, his body heated up and his breath quickened.
However, after a moment of excitement, he rebuked himself, how was it possible! He already clearly rejected Song Yao twice before in the past, right now they were best friends, just simple best friends…
He swallowed hard, “What is it.”
Song Yao was extremely apologetic, “The gym teacher told us the storage’s door is broken and reminded us not to close it, otherwise we would be locked in…”
Shen Muhan: “…You closed it?”
Song Yao, “…Yeah.”
So that was what he wanted to say.
An inexplicable sense of disappointment flashed across Shen Muhan’s face.
Shen Muhan walked over and tugged hard on the door, and as expected, he couldn’t open it no matter what. There was no open window in the room and their phones were left in their bags, which were piled up on the field.
Shen Muhan carefully observed the lock, “It looks like it could be opened from both the inside and outside. Let’s try looking for a key.”
After half an hour, he dejectedly realized, there, was, no, key.
Song Yao’s face was full of guilt, “Sorry…I was too careless…”
Shen Muhan saw his self-reproaching look and felt bad, “If I was walking at the back, I would close the door too, it’s not your fault. When we hear someone pass by, we can yell.”
Song Yao looked extremely sad, “But there’s basically no one outside…”
However, in fact, in a place where Shen Muhan couldn’t see, his shoulders were shaking. His plan was too successful. He almost couldn’t hold back from grinning.
—He successfully locked himself and the protagonist in the same space.
The storage room had an area of around ten square feet, the window was covered by an anti-theft net and there were only iron frames for storing equipment in the surroundings. The ceiling fan likely had not been maintained in a long time, it whizzed, and even on maximum setting, it barely felt cool.
Shen Muhan sat on the stacked foam mats and played with the basketball in his hand. Song Yao stepped on the weight scale and moved around for a bit before sitting down on a plastic chair, swinging his legs in boredom. The profile of his face was extremely clear, his hair swayed slightly, and everytime he turned around to look at Shen Muhan, his narrowed and lethargic eyes made Shen Muhan’s heart skip a beat.
He obviously had enchanting eyes that sank people into a trance, yet the words Song Yao said could not be more ordinary.
“I’m so bored.” He complained. Whilst complaint hung by his mouth, his nervousness faded ages ago, and the corner of his lips curved up in a small arc, showing a smug look.
—Was he happy because he was in the same room as him?
Shen Muhan’s mind was running wild again and he grew increasingly irritable. Was it too hot in here, was he embarrassed, or was he too flustered? He didn’t know. He wanted to do something to resolve the awkwardness. So he hummed a song.
It was a song he just made and didn’t have any lyrics yet.
His voice was very quiet, but it instantly attracted Song Yao’s attention.
Song Yao never heard Shen Muhan sing before, this was the first time.
As Shen Muhan hummed, he lazily looked out the window. His tense nerves slowly relaxed and faint light filled his eyes. The song he hummed had the same taste as the smell on his body, it was like citrus and soda, like youth and comfort, with a hint of cunningness and cuteness.
The warm and romantic melody filled the narrow room, even Song Yao couldn’t resist swaying along with the rhythm. Shen Muhan’s humming seemed to become the summer breeze blowing across his face. Song Yao saw the blue sea, the soda pop underneath the sun, and a lazy-boned long haired cat sun-bathing.
He was originally sitting on a plastic chair two meters away from Shen Muhan, but unwittingly, he was already by Shen Muhan’s side with his eyes resting on him.
Shen Muhan stopped humming abruptly.
His body was taut again and he scooted away, “Why are you sitting so close?”
Song Yao replied honestly, “I felt that your singing voice is very magnetic, it sucked me over.”
“…”
Shen Muhan increasingly felt the room was hot and his mouth was dry. He undid his tie and tugged at his collar. His thin white shirt was wet with sweat and the sturdy and beautiful lines of his chest would be seen occasionally.
“Don’t sit next to me!” His voice carried a hint of warning, completely mismatched with his expression. At this moment, his face trickled with sweat and under the gentle beam of light, his skin, flushed pink, appeared to be glowing softly, making him look innocent and pitiful.
Song Yao was a 100% straight man with no chance of being interested in another man; he was merely capturing the target. But at this moment, admittingly he felt that the person in front of him was very cute. He wanted to tease him and dye his cheeks and ears an even richer red.
So not only did he not distance himself, he scooted forward and was even closer to Shen Muhan.
Shen Muhan was already sitting on the edge of the foam mat and behind him was a iron frame
“Don’t crowd me…” He glowered, but his voice was too soft, lacking any sort of threat.
Song Yao chuckled, revealing a small and adorable dimple.
He propped himself up and leaned over towards Shen Muhan.
At this point, Shen Muhan’s back was plastered on the storage cart. He lowered his head and looked at him with shock.
He was on the verge of being unable to breathe. At this very moment, he really believed…
Song Yao was going to kiss him!
However, when there was only 2-3 centimeters between them, Song Yao suddenly stopped.
He observed Shen Muhan’s shaken expression and asked, “Has anyone been this close to you before?”
Shen Muhan, “…No.”
“Then am I a little more special in your heart now?” He asked.
He was asking this because, the hamster told him, if he wanted to increase the favorability value, he needed the god to think he was different from other people and make him willinging enter the love route with him.
When the shock on Shen Muhan’s face faded, his widened eyes trembled, as if working hard to digest each of the words Song Yao just said. He lowered his eyes, making it look like he was half asleep. Under the fan-like lashes, his eyes were deep and quiet. He was looking down, he was looking at where Song Yao was, feeling a little timid, confused, but also exhilarated.
As Song Yao wished, he saw Shen Muhan’s ears becoming an even deeper shade of red and his gentle and mist-like voice turned hoarse, “You are the most special.”
Shen Muhan’s hand hung behind Song Yao’s back, blue veins protruding on the back of his hand. That hand was like a hesitant snake, biding its time, and when it could no longer constrain itself, it would viciously bite the nape of its prey and stuff it into its embrace—
But when in front of Song Yao who was utterly oblivious to the danger he was in, it capriciously retreated.
Hearing this answer, Song Yao felt that his plan was quite the success. Other things could come slowly, he was in no rush.
He stretched his body in contentment and thought it was about time to end this little scenario. He was just about to “accidentally” find the key and unlock the door. Then the two of them could sighed in relief and return to the classroom together.
However, Shen Muhan was angry—a fat piece of meat was right in his hand, but it was slipping away again!
He was extraordinarily angry and extraordinarily upset, the scorching fire in his body with nowhere to vent actually made him feel a little delirious.
At this moment, there was a strange and tyrannical impulse surging inside of him—he wanted to teach this unruly guy, who always cleanly extricated himself from the situation, a good lesson! He wanted to control him and have him make flustered, shy, and pitiable expressions. He wanted that proud and laid-back person to call out his name while blushing. He wanted to make him uncontrollably cry hot drops of tears!
In his following actions, he only thought about satisfying that impulse, as if he was possessed.
By the time he snapped out of it, the guy before him was pushed down on the soft mat and their hot breaths were mingled together.
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