In the past, Song Yao would never suggest something like “spoiling Ren Ximing for an entire day”. Ren Ximing was the ghost that haunted him, never letting him know peace, and everytime his buttons were pushed to the limit, he wanted to throw this monster far away, preferably so he would never have to see him again. What he felt for Ren Ximing was 7/10 hatred and 3/10 sympathy/pity. After transmigrating, learning Ren Ximing’s secrets, and discovering the enormous misunderstandings between them, his feelings were 6/10 shocked/moved/ sympathetic and the remaining 4/10 he felt helpless and confused. He was sad for the overly paranoid child who ended up covered in scars, and he wanted to give him some of the love that he never received.
Monday, early in the morning, Song Yao was already waiting outside of Shen Muhan’s house. Shen Muhan was still sporting a bed hair, and when he saw him through the window, his hair almost sprung up with shock and he made a beeline down the stairs, “How come you detoured from your route to come here?”
“I told you I was going to spoil you for an entire day!”
Shen Muhan was a little embarrassed, “Who wants to be spoiled by you? I should be the one spoiling you!”
Song Yao, “Your objection is overruled.”
He patted the backseat of his bike, “Get on~”
Song Yao transported Shen Muhan on his bike for a while before Shen Muhan got off to jog. They entered the boulevard where there were dense sycamore trees; there was a rather beautiful golden retriever on a walk in front of them, who eagerly wagged its tail upon catching sight of Shen Muhan. Just as Shen Muhan passed by it, it tried pouncing over as if it saw the long-haired cat of its dreams, and when Shen Muhan increased his pace, the golden retriever broke free from its leash and happily chased from behind. Song Yao was shocked by this and said, “Get on!”
Shen Muhan was not alarmed, he sighed and stopped and the golden retriever pounced on him, its tail wagging like a propeller. If Shen Muhan was any thinner, he would have been knocked down by the 50kg golden retriever. The golden retriever’s owner ran over in a hurry and apologized profusely. The golden retriever was satisfied after receiving back rubs and sat obediently by the side. His well-behaved appearance made the owner do a double take.
Song Yao recalled, when Ren Ximing was a kid, although he couldn’t get along with other people, animals quite liked him. Through the years, he raised a series of cute animals, such as a rabbit, a cat, and a hamster.
Song Yao sniggered, “Hey, I didn’t know a cat could train a dog.”
Shen Muhan quipped with displeasure, “If I’m a cat, then so are you!”
Song Yao, rather arrogantly, “There’s no way I’m a house kitty, I’m definitely a leopard.”
Shen Muhan, “Oh-mr- leopard my ass, look at your back covered in sweat, c’mon, let me carry you on the bike instead.”
Song Yao, “No, I’m the one spoiling you today.”
Shen Muhan, “Spoiling me means doing what I want, no? I want to carry you on the bike.”
In the end, Shen Muhan pedaled the bike, Song Yao sat in the back, and they arrived at school ten minutes early.
*
It was supposed to be Song Yao who was spoiling Shen Muhan, but something didn’t seem quite right.
Case 1:
After class, Song Yao asked Shen Muhan, “What snacks do you want to eat?”
Shen Muhan, “Ketchup flavored chips, what about you?”
Song Yao, “Our tastes really do match, wait for me.”
Inside the supermarket, Song Yao prepared to pay the bill when he discovered the person in front of him was Shen Muhan. Shen Muhan took away the bag of chips in his hand and checked it out with his items, “Is this all your favorites?”
Besides the chips, he also bought hazelnut chocolate, biscuits and a bag of candies, and they were indeed, all of Song Yao’s favorites.
Case 2:
History class, they supposed to gather research materials beforehand to use in the class discussion, however, many students negelcted to do this. Song Yao, about to take out his research materials to place in front of Shen Muhan, suddenly discovered a stack of research materials (with all the keypoints circled) that didn’t belong to him in his desk along with a message on a slip of paper, “The teacher will ask about this, answer according to this, it’s foolproof!”
Case 3:
In the afternoon, Song Yao planned to line up in the cafeteria to buy lunches for the two of them, but Shen Muhan stopped him, saying he had already bought them lunch.
Song Yao was shocked, “When did you buy it?”
Shen Muhan smiled and pointed to the grinning student who was standing by the door, “A friend bought it, but I don’t know if you’ll like it.”
Case 4:
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After eating, Song Yao ran out of ideas on how to “spoil” Shen Muhan. When he returned, he noticed the addition of a soft pillow on his desk along with a bottle of water in his drawer, not to mention, his nearly dry red pen had been replaced with a new one, the slightly dirty floor around him had been swept clean, the notebook he accidentally ripped was repaired, and the shirt that Shen Muhan dirtied last time ( in the changing room) had been returned and even the buttons were mended.
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[Li Jing: Shen-Ge asked me for a favor for the first time, I’m so nervous and excited! I feel like I’m on a quest to save world!]
[Liu Lei: Don’t make such a big deal out of it, all he did was asked you to observe Song-Ge, no?]
[Li Jing: I have become Shen-Ge’s eyes…]
[Shen Lu: And there’s meee…I am diligently noting Song-Ge’s every move and reporting them to Shen-Ge, and because of this I have the male god’s Wechat info, are y’all jealous, are y’all envious?]
[Qin Chuan: Why does Shen-Ge want to monitor him? I knew it, Shen-Ge was just pretending to be nice to crazy Song! He’s putting up with him before unleashing hell on him!]
[Li Jing: …That’s not it, Qin bro, how long have you been using the internet with only 2G?]
[Qing Chuan: But I have 3G?]
*
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Song Yao was dissatisfied, “You’re not following the agreement, I’m supposed to spoil you, how did it become the opposite?”
Shen Muhan smiled and fiddled with the flower petal in his hand, “You already did a lot in order to capture me. Now I want to reverse it and do something for you.”
His tone was exceedingly casual, but Song Yao was taken aback.
He knows my attentiveness and niceness was all for capturing him?
However, it was rather plausible, if he and Ren Ximing had become one person, then he should know everything…
In actuality, Shen Muhan had understood it all some times after their date. Once he recovered Ren Ximing’s memories, he gradually remembered everything about Song Yao. He also realized his own identity inside this virtual world, he knew about the original plot, he knew why Song Yao was capturing him, and finally, he knew why, occassionally, he would heard an electronic voice asking him: Do you like him even more? Or do you hate him? What is the reason?
Song Yao felt a stab of guilt in his heart even though he hadn’t done anything wrong. It was probably because the confusion and bitterness he saw in Shen Muhan’s smile that made him look so fragile; it reminded him of the beautiful locust flowers that had left their verdant homes, glorious in their crystal white beauty, but were about to fall to the ground at any time.
Shen Muhan perceived the mild panic in Song Yao’s eyes and said nonchalantly, “Don’t worry, even if I know you are being nice to me just to capture me, I am still pretty happy about it. For now, can I lie on your lap and take an afternoon nap? When I wake up, the favorability value will definitely reach 90%.”
“O…okay.” Song Yao replied.
Shen Muhan brought his chair over and he laid down on Song Yao’s thighs.
He was so tall this position was like a punishment to him; not only was the chair hard, Song Yao’s thighs were just as hard. It was hardly comfortable, but when Song Yao try to hand him a pillow, he refused it.
His head full of fluffy hair moved around, trying to find the most comfortable position. Curled up with his legs bent, he reminded Song Yao of a little kid that needed the company of an adult.
“Lately, I’ve been remembering a lot, so much that it feels like my head is going to explode.” His face was turned away from Song Yao and he sighed softly, “Now I know why I was so affected when I held your hand for the first time. Because a long long time ago, I really wanted to hold your hand, but my hands were full of mud and was too dirty, so I couldn’t. Falling asleep on you…I did it once, it was the time I fainted when I was nine, and you took pity on me, letting me rest against you for a while…”
At this moment, it struck Song Yao that the naive and childish version of this guy might have already been lost forever.
The sound of Shen Muhan’s breathing was barely audible, “Ah Yao, I want to ask you a question, during the couple of months that we were together, have you ever, even just a little bit, really loved me?”
Seconds, minutes crept by, slowly. Everything that transpired between them played before their eyes.
Song Yao was on his way to school and he bumped into Shen Muhan who was jogging.
It was raining and as Song Yao rode through the alley on his bike, he pulled Shen Muhan onto the backseat, and they fled from the delinquents.
Song Yao was trying to coax Shen Muhan, so he held four whole fingers of Shen Muhan’s for the first time.
Shen Muhan was walking off stage, then he draped his jacket over Song Yao, alarming Song Yao who was slightly mysophobic.
Song Yao recieved the mind reading ability and was constantly hearing chaotic and maybe, slightly cute thoughts.
They were chasing each other, they were panting by the time they arrived at the train station, and Shen Muhan grabbed Song Yao’s wrist and declared, “I caught you.”
The two of them were on stage, playing the holy father and the vampire…
After a moment, Song Yao spoke quietly, “I did, a little.”
He himself didn’t know whether by a little, he meant love or pity, or…if it was simply some kind of short-lived meaningless, and labile emotion that was given birth by the special circumstances.
When Shen Muhan smiled, his shoulders were shaking, “You really are a gentle god, but if you constantly allow yourself to show pity to a monster…”
Song Yao, “What would happen?”
Shen Muhan yawned, “I’m sleepy.”
Song Yao, “You can sleep for half an hour, I’ll wake you up when it’s time.”
Shen Muhan didn’t speak anymore. Gradually, his breaths evened out.
Song Yao felt the deadweight on his leg, and surprisingly the weight gave him a sense of security.
The locust flowers drifted through the window and landed on Shen Muhan. Song Yao quietly picked up a petal and rubbed it.
He leaned over a little and lowered his head, looking at Shen Muhan.
His ears were a healthy rosy color and his soft and wavy hair was scattered. He couldn’t see his face from this angle.
Song Yao carefully combed through his hair, as if he was stroking a cat.
At this moment, the favorability above Shen Muhan’s head reached 90%.
Without him realizing, he became drowsy and leaned against the back of the chair and fell asleep.
“Beep beep, beep beep, beep beep—”
The phone’s alarm clock rang and Song Yao was about to wake the other up.
But where was the person on his legs?
Shen Muhan had disappeared.
There was only a wet stain, left from his tears.
Song Yao was panicked, full-blown panicky, he wasn’t his usual calm, and he was trembling.
Because he knew this matter couldn’t be as simple as Shen Muhan getting up to use the restroom.
He hastily asked the hamster.
[Hamster: There’s no cause for worries, host. The main god merely went ahead to five years in the future. As soon as you tie up the matters on your hand, you can fast-forward and reunite with him.]
Song Yao finally relaxed.
[Song Yao: But why did he go first?]
[The hamster squeaked sadly: Because the protagonist recognized his own identity as the capture target, it’s impossible for him to be innocently happy like before. He can no longer go on dates or face you with a simple mentality. Maybe he went ahead so he wouldn’t have to face this right away, and to give himself more time to process everything…but the host shouldn’t feel guilty, Master is the main god after all, everything will probably be sorted out after he finishes hiding for a couple days.]
Song Yao couldn’t help but think, a person had a limited capacity for experiencing feelings, if Shen Muhan and Ren Ximing’s feelings were mixed together, would a person be able to withstand the destructive and massive amount of feelings that would result?
However, the only thing he could currently do was arrive as quickly as possible to five years later.
*
Song Yao drew a card and as expected, it was an SSR time traveling card.
After using the card, his group successfully cruised through the school’s business competition and went on to win first place at the national business competition held on a certain day in August. On that day, with the exception of Sunset, Caicai and Yangyang were both there. The connections he set up previously proven to be useful, the same day they won they were able to secure investors who gave them full support, and everything went smoothly from there. In accordance with Song Yao’s plan, after they used the short-video app to secure funds, he would create an entertainment company…
August 20th, the groundworks were all laid out.
Opening the screen again, he activated the SSR card and entered the desired time.
Pressing confirm, everything began changing rapidly.
[The hamster squealed in excitement: After the fastward, it will be the year 2020, you and Shen Muhan are 23 years old. The keywords are “domineering ceo”, “superstar” and “jealousy”. In accordance with the seeds sown five years ago, it is now time to pick the fruits.]
[Hamster: Host, due to your diligence to your career, your business has taken off. After the short-video app exploded in popularity in 2017, you created the Stardom Entertainment company and in the current year 2020, your company is now a leader in its industry. You’re the company’s domineering CEO and Shen Muhan is the highly acclaimed superstar that rakes in enormous benefits for your company every year. The public thinks the two of you are merely a boss and his ace star, but little do they know, the both of you have been secretly dating each other since high school. For the sake of his career, you are reluctant to announce your relationship and even helped him create CPs with other celebrities. You often attend functions, there are many stars pursuing you, and that makes him extremely jealous.]
Song Yao was fully satisfied with the setting, he finally didn’t have to be a fanatic and whatnot, he was technically restored to his actual identity in real life. Though, the Song Family mostly dealt with pharmaceuticals and real estates while he created an entertainment company this time.
[Song Yao: So, what’s the test?]
[The hamster laughed mysteriously: You’ll know soon enough, host.]
Song Yao was on top of a sheepskin armchair, inside a large, European-styled ceo room. The office was even more luxurious than his actual office in reality. The lights were made of crystals, precious paintings hung on all the walls, on one side of the wall was an authentic wooden shelf with neatly arranged documents and bibliographies, and on another wall was a one-way window, so the CEO could supervise his employees whenever it pleased him.
Song Yao felt off, his entire body felt sticky. Looking down, he saw his shirt was open and there were suspicious red marks on his chest. He jumped up in alarm, but he felt like jelly and his entire body was aching, he had never felt like this before!
He stumbled to the bathroom and looked in the mirror and what he saw nearly blinded him.
His Adam’s apple, collarbones and chest were covered in marks.
Who did this?
Is that even a question?
Any pity he might’ve felt for that guy was instantly replaced with fury!
He checked multiple times and thankfully, the mirror was indeed one-way, otherwise once he see that bastard, he was going to tear him a new one!
“Shen Muhan!”
“Ren Ximing!”
He yelled.
But no one else was in the room.
The phone rang and the sweet voice of the miss secretary came through.
“President, did something happen?”
Song Yao, “Did someone enter my office earlier?”
Miss secretary was confused, “Yes, Mr. Shen visited your office and he just came out a moment ago. Is there something you need, president?”
Song Yao, “Thank you.”
Song Yao hung up.
On his office desk, there was a ticket pressed under a cup of coffee.
There was also a note.
[ “The Best You” is premiering at 7 tonight. Be there on time, babe.]
