The two of them walked into the cafeteria in the basement, it was 12:10 and there were long lines everywhere. Shen Muhan actually rarely ate in the cafeteria and when he came this time, everyone was staring at him. Soon, there were people coming up to talk to him.
It turns out, they wanted to ask about the show. Shen Muhan was participating in “Night of Drama”, and besides performing as the protagonist, he also participated in writing the script and creating the background. When the drama department students saw him, they all had a few questions to ask him.
Song Yao told him he was going to stand in line first. Shen Muhan gave him his card and told him to use it when he ordered the food. He meant to treat Song Yao.
The reason he was treating Song Yao to a meal was to thank him for the drawing. Song Yao already heard this from his inner thoughts.
Song Yao ordered three dishes and one soup. After Shen Muhan resolved the situation, he came over and carried the tray.
Sweet and sour ribs, shredded pork with garlic sauce, sour and spicy potato shreds, and tomato and egg soup were placed on the table in order. The tomato and egg soup had no scallions.
Shen Muhan looked at the table full of food and shockingly discovered, they were all things he liked to eat.
He remembered that when Song Yao frequently sent him food, none of them missed the mark. Song Yao knew he didn’t like scallions and carrots, and he knew he liked eating meat and sour and sweet things. Even the fruits he brought in last night were catered to his preferences and contained mangoes, longans, and grapes; all his favorites.
Shen Muhan couldn’t help asking: “Why are you so familiar with what I like?”
Song Yao wanted to say: Because your preferences are the same as my brother, I’ve lived with him for so many years, of course I know.
He answered: “After all, I’m your fanatical fan, I follow you every day, of course I know.”
Shen Muhan sighed: “…terrifying.”
Afterward, they ate in silence.
Shen Muhan lowered his pretty eyes and looked extraordinarily peaceful. But his thoughts were continuously being transmitted into Song Yao’s ears.
[When I think there’s someone who remembers every detail about me, I feel scared yet a little moved.]
[Someone who cares about me so much, originally there was only my mom. My mom knows what I like to eat and what I dislike to eat. She knows what I’ve been through, she worries about my feelings, and cares about my everything.]
[I’m thinking about that comment on Weibo again. The commenter said, the artist must deeply love me and every stroke speaks of that feeling…
…Why is he so obsessed with me? What’s the point of being so obsessed? What does he want to obtain from me?]
[What kind of feelings does he have towards me? Is he really gay?]
Song Yao raised his head and happened to meet Shen Muhan’s probing gaze.
He was about to say something when he saw the favorability value reminder above Shen Muhan’s head.
[God’s favorability value increased by +3%. Reason: I’m really curious about him.]
But after a while, the favorability value changed again.
[God’s favorability value decreased by -3%. Reason: I’m still suspicious.]
[Total favorability value is still 28%. 2% more until the next chance to draw cards, good luck host.]
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Shu Muhan was indeed very curious about Song Yao, but he was also suspicious.
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Shen Muhan felt a strong sense of incongruity.
Sometimes, he didn’t doubt the person before him was the pervert obsessed with him.
But then sometimes, he doubted if the person in front of him was really all that crazy about him.
He couldn’t figure it out.
He impatiently wanted to tear off the pervert’s facade and see what he really looked like underneath.
And the way to do that was to read the writings by the pervert.
—Of course, all the inner voices above were heard by Song Yao.
He thought, it was really his fault, once he relaxed, he forgot all about the fanatic persona.
If the capture target wants to read those silly writings, then let him do so. The original wrote them in his diary, but he also posted quite a few of them on his Weibo. Now that the diary was gone, Weibo was the only available channel. He changed the setting so that anyone on Weibo could view it and waited for his capture target to read them.
*
About Song Yao’s writings, up till now, Shen Muhan only heard him read a section of it. At the time he was extremely disgusted and he would never read it of his own will. But now, he was extremely curious to know what the pervert wrote in secret.
Afternoon break, birds were chirping outside the window. In the quiet classroom, Shen Muhan dug a link out of the school’s online bulletin board and found the Weibo Song Yo originally used called “Gazelove”. As expected, the account followed him and the hot Weibo page only contained contents about him. The comments weren’t too friendly and the account owner never replied.
He quickly found the legendary writings and he read one line before he broke out in goosebumps. He reflexively covered the screen with his hand like he was doing something bad. But everyone was on break right now, there were only a few people in the classroom, and no one noticed what he was looking at.
He breathed out in relief and forced himself to continue reading.
[My love, you ran in the color of springtime, your entire body covered in light, and trampled the dark petals beneath your feet. I am willing to become those petals, if only for that moment, I could kiss the sole of your feet.]
[Muhan, your hands are beautiful, with distinct joints and long, powerful fingers. I always wanted to know how your fingers taste and their temperature. I remember, in my dream last night, you put your index and middle fingers into my mouth. I was so moved I cried. You then said you liked my pathetic appearance.]
[Every night, I sleep listening to your songs. It’s like you’re lying right beside me, singing to me. In my dreams, you bit my ear, and when I woke up, your breath lingered on my face. Every word you said sounded like a moving love song in the making.]
[You are like the moon surrounded by stars, everyone loves you, admires you; as if you’re the only light in the world, everyone wants to approach you. I want to steal that light and hide you in a place that only I know of.]
[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.]
[My love, it’s your birthday today. I got a tattoo for you, a forever mark. I want to tell the entire world, I belong to you. How much longer do I have to wait before you take me away?]
…
With a creak, Shen Muhan abruptly stood up.
He looked at Song Yao sitting by the window.
Song Yao was woken up by the noise and looked quizzically at him.
He saw Shen Muhan’s tightly knit brows, his pale face, his red ears, and his pursed lips. He looked good.
As he walked toward Song Yao, his inner thoughts became increasingly clear.
[He’s a total pervert, how could he say he’s just my fan…he’s definitely gay, he likes me that way. Isn’t he ashamed to post those publicly on Weibo? Even though…he’s really brave.]
[His feelings are too intense and irrational. It makes me scared.]
[It’s as if his world revolves around me. It’s like he already dug out his heart for me to see.]
Listening up to here, Song Yao couldn’t help recalling what was written on Weibo.
Song Yao’s face suddenly felt a little hot.
Shen Muhan’s inner thoughts froze for a moment before continuing:
[My god, his face is red, he really does like me a lot…I almost don’t have the heart to reject him. But I must toughen my heart.]
[Because I can’t give him what he wants, I don’t view him that way. The things he described only made me feel uncomfortable. He shouldn’t waste his time on me, he should focus more on himself. I have to stop him.]
Shen Muhan walked over, grabbed Song Yao wrist and dragged him out of the classroom.
Song Yao had already calmed down completely.
The moment of panic just now was influenced by the original. Speaking of which, wasn’t the original always curious about the strength and temperature of Shen Muhan’s fingers? His fingers were strong indeed, his grip even made his wrist ache. His palm was also hot, and a little sweaty.
Song Yao was somewhat suspicious. He was very strict on cleanliness and hated touching other people. Even when he held hands with Jun Jun, he washed his hands for a long time after returning home. But now, as Shen Muhan held him tightly, he actually didn’t feel any repulsion. Maybe it was because Shen Muhan was just like his younger brother, or perhaps it was because the other party was the male lead.
Shen Muhan dragged for him for a while before realizing something didn’t seem right and released him.
With a person walking in the front and a person walking in the back, they headed up the stairs and came to the vacant rooftop.
Shen Muhan obviously came here often.
He opened the small door in a practiced fashion and brought Song Yao to the roof.
They walked past the water pipe and found a shady spot.
Shen Muhan struggled for half a day before saying rigidly, “Song Yao, I read your writings and now I know how you feel about me. But I’m sorry, I can’t respond to you, I hope you don’t waste your energy on me.”
Song Yao wasn’t surprised at all.
These words would have destroyed the original. This was Shen Muhan’s second time rejecting him.
For him, it didn’t even itch. Because he really didn’t have those kinds of thoughts towards the capture target. He was straight.
It was very windy on the rooftop. It blew at his face and blew aside his overly long bangs, revealing his smooth forehead.
The wind made his eyes uncomfortable, he lowered his eyelashes and said “ok”.
And Shen Muhan saw with his own eyes, Song Yao who never cried, his eyes reddened and a clear drop of tear rolled down his right eye.
The tear slipped by the inconspicuous mole underneath his eye and rolled down.
The wind always made Song Yao’s eyes teary.
He sniffled awkwardly and said, “The wind’s too strong, my eyes are uncomfortable.”
Saying this, he was about to use his arm to wipe the tear.
But Shen Muhan already raised his hand. A bit clumsy and a bit curious, he used his fingertip to touch his tear.
Song Yao looked up at him quizzically and looked at Shen Muhan who was 5 cm taller than himself.
Unthinkably, Shen Muhan got closer and closer to him and bit by bit, wiped the tear away.
After wiping it away, he didn’t retract his fingertip but gently rubbed his mole.
His pair of naturally aggressive eyes slowly looked down. He was quietly, seriously, observing something.
His inner thoughts quietly crept into Song Yao’s ears:
[I just realized, he has a tiny mole under his eye. When he cried, he looked really pitiful.]
[When he swallowed, that up and down movement, on his small adam’s apple, was actually another mole.]
[Why does it grow there? It’s like it purposely attracting people…to touch it.]
…
At this moment, they heard someone shout happily: “Wow, the roof’s door is actually open today!”
The two separated immediately.
Shen Muhan was dizzy and Song Yao felt strange too.
This big deity brought him to the roof to seriously reject him, right?
Why was he suddenly interested in his mole?
The hamster reported into his ear:
[God’s favorability value increased by +6%. Total favorability value 34%. Reason: He cried because of me. His moles are kind of good-looking, want to touch.]
What? Is that reason truly God’s thought? Wasn’t it a little OOC?
Kyaaaaaa!!!! Omg, he stealing some of Song Yao’s tofu unconsciously 🤭.
Thanks for the chapter ☺️.
WHAT WAS THAAAATTTT
omg my head is in fire full of sponge bobs who doesnt know what to do
I JUST think, but maybe it’s a me thing, that when you are going to REJECT someone you aren’t supose to fall even deeper in love lmao. I really love how silly Shen Muhan can be.
Loved this chapter another 100/100
Thank you so so much for translating this awesome novel ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you for this 3-chapters update.😘
There’s one more. Actually i was expecting dog blood everywhere. Instead, so far, it’s all sweet.
Thank you!
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Omo omo omo he’s FALLINGGGG
The whole process of their chasing and capturing is soo FUN!!
Tysmmm for the ch 🌟