A day in the life of daily life

Before hanging up the phone, Chen Yuchuan casually asked, "Why did you give me the bracelet?"

Shen He thought for a moment and said, "You're quite similar."

Chen Yuchuan didn't understand and kept asking, "What do you mean? Explain it in detail."

Seeing that the aunt had already prepared the bowls and chopsticks, Shenhe simply said, "I'm hanging up."

The table was set with his favorite dishes, simple yet not perfunctory. Shen He casually picked up a bite; the taste was just right, but he didn't have much of an appetite.

After dinner, he leaned back on the sofa for a while, his mind blank. A hot shower washed away the chill, the steam dissipated, but his fatigue remained. Too lazy to do anything more, he lay back down on the bed and started scrolling through his phone.

A notification popped up: Chen Yuchuan had posted a new update.

The dozen or so photos, from the outer packaging to the inner box, were excessively exquisite in their composition. The black and gold snake-shaped bracelet had sharp lines under the lens, adorned with two dark blue dots, like the snake's eyes. It was clear that Chen Yuchuan wanted to show off. The lighting was deliberately done, and the details of the photos were polished to look like promotional photos. There were even photos of him trying it on.

The caption was only one sentence:

"The best gift is that it looks just like me."

The comments section is full of strange noises.

Was it a gift from my sister-in-law or my male sister-in-law?

[This is appalling! I need a tutorial on how to poison him.]

[I'm so lucky to have gone to Sichuan! Your sister-in-law has great taste!]

[Chen Yuchuan can no longer be kept in the dark.]

[They're probably really dating. Before, when he was single, he treated his fans like they were dead; now he's finding all sorts of ways to show off.]

[Oh my god, how can you love this so much? Next time, can you take a picture of the packaged goods too?]

[Great, great! My sister-in-law has amazing taste; it looks very expensive.]

[Didn't you say you weren't in a relationship? Then who gave you this? Huh?]

[Brothers, I had my secretary check. It's a new style from AAA last month. The blue color is probably a custom-made element. Your wife is so thoughtful.]

People are discussing the copywriting.

What did my sister-in-law mean by saying "She says she looks a lot like me"?

[Chen Yuchuan looks like a snake? I think he looks more like a dog.]

[You know what, when Trump has a cold face, he actually has a bit of a snake-like vibe.]

That's somewhat true. We all call him a dog, but my sister-in-law thinks he's a snake. (Tears welling up)

[Oh my god, are these animal sculptures some kind of romantic treat for young couples? I'm actually starting to ship them.]

[Judging from their temperament and personality, the snake sculpture actually does match somewhat.]

[Characteristics that only your bed partner can observe...]

Sister-in-law, you love him very much too.

[If they weren't a real couple, I'd eat this while standing upside down.]

As expected, the comments section started to get out of control.

Oh well, whatever, I'm shipping them anyway, who cares who sent them.

This must be the truth, right?

[I'm heartbroken, could it really not be a gift from Styx?]

[We just started shipping them and it ended badly.]

Who cares who he is, Dog Sister 99

[True couples are so sweet to watch! 99.]

【Dog Sister 99】

【99】

The comments were piling up rapidly. Shen He looked at the endless stream of "99"s and decisively gave up on liking them. He felt speechless; these people were really getting more and more outrageous.

However, the bracelet wasn't specifically chosen.

For a while, he seemed a bit strange around Chen Yuchuan, it was hard to tell if it was irritability or something else. Chen Yuchuan treated him like a brother and always thought of him.

However, he always felt that he should send something back, as a matter of reciprocity.

After much thought, I couldn't find a suitable gift. Chen Yuchuan lacked nothing, so giving him something expensive would seem too formal, while giving him something cheap would seem perfunctory.

But Shenhe didn't want to owe anyone a favor, no matter whose it was.

In the years since they parted ways, his relationship with Chen Yuchuan seemed to have become shrouded in mist. Even though he said they were still "brothers," there was always something between them.

Until I saw that bracelet.

He stared at the snake pattern on the bracelet for a while, and the image of Chen Yuchuan from the past and the things he had given away casually popped into his mind. No matter what it was, Chen Yuchuan always seemed to like it. He came back to his senses and realized that his relationship with Chen Yuchuan was never the kind that required measuring value and then reciprocating in kind. He had just been overthinking things.

The message notification rang again. As if guessing that he was watching, Chen Yuchuan sent several screenshots of the comments, along with a voice message that sounded a bit smug: "They all say you love me too. What should I do? I really can't explain this to these amazing people."

Shen He sneered: "Please buy the trending topic #StyxUnjustCalamity# again."

The other end replied almost instantly with a voice message, the sound of suppressed laughter mixed in with the words:

"That's not right of you. You're asking me to buy that trending topic, isn't that just admitting guilt?"

He added another sentence:

"How about this, whenever you're ready to reveal your identity, I'll arrange for you to trend on social media right away."

Shen He was too lazy to pay attention to Chen Yuchuan anymore. He was only annoyed and didn't know how to curse. He felt that he had been tricked by Chen Yuchuan and his group of amazing fans.

I took a sip of water, put down my phone, and simply closed my eyes and went to sleep.

He slept fitfully for some time, and was awakened by his phone ringing. He frowned and subconsciously reached for his phone on the bedside table.

He answered the phone, his throat dry and tight: "...What?"

There was a pause on the other end, followed by a slightly urgent voice: "You just woke up?"

Shen He hummed in agreement, glanced at the time, and realized it was almost one o'clock.

"You haven't gone out to eat yet, and you haven't even had breakfast."

"I was too tired yesterday and slept like a log." Shen He's voice was a little hoarse, but it was still in that calm tone.

"Your voice sounds off. Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing, just a normal reaction to sleeping too much." He took a sip of water. "I'll be fine after a while."

Chen Yuchuan didn't speak immediately, but after a moment he asked again, "Are you really alright? I'll have the doctor go and take a look."

"Really, there's no need." Shen He leaned against the headboard, looking languid. "Let me have some peace and quiet so you can focus on your match."

After hanging up, Shen He realized he did have a slight fever. Without bothering the housekeeper, he quickly heated up some food and ate a few bites. His head ached, but he didn't want to move, so he just leaned against the sofa and scrolled through his phone.

To celebrate their long-awaited victory, the ASG official account posted numerous photos from the match and after the game, all of which were very impactful and received a warm response from fans. Many people asked when Styx would start streaming again, and Chenhe considered it. There was indeed a streaming clause in his contract, although the time requirement was minimal, he still planned to take some time to address this matter.

Scrolling back, there was also a post-match interview with the coach. After a few pleasantries, the host got straight to the point:

"The team performed exceptionally well in this game, especially the ADC, who picked an unpopular champion. Was this a pre-planned strategy?"

The coach's tone was stiff and unreadable: "We were prepared, but it was mainly the players' own suggestions. We looked at the opponent's lineup and felt that we could play freely."

The reporter followed up, "So, what do you think of his performance in this game?"

The coach thought for a moment, then gave a forced smile: "It's pretty good. His handling of the laning phase and team fights is very meticulous. Although it's not a strong meta pick, his execution is excellent."

The comments section was quite clever this time.

[That tone...]

[Hilarious, why are they so unwilling?]

[Got it, got it, Styx picked the off-meta hero himself]

I wanted to swear, but with the cameras rolling, I could only say polite things.

Shen He glanced at it a few times, but didn't even bother to smile.

Scroll down, and you'll see that marketing accounts have already started hyping up VLG's match. Shen He clicks on the live stream, and Chen Yuchuan is sitting in the player's seat with a gloomy expression and a hint of irritability.

The comments section was quite lively.

Who provoked him again?

We have no obligation to give the audience a pleasant look!

[Showing off their love yesterday, but looking deadpan today, did they break up?]

Seeing him unhappy makes me feel better.

[Maintaining my persona, please do not disturb.]

During the draft phase, Chen Yuchuan inexplicably picked a farming hero with a bad reputation as his first pick. The chat thought it was a new tactic, but not long after the game started, his whole demeanor seemed off.

Completely disregarding his teammates' movements, he forcibly invades lanes, ignoring lane priority and failing to signal. When teammates are caught out, he farms minions and jungle camps; when someone dies, he rushes to finish off low-health enemies and collect resources. Before his teammates even reach their lanes, he clears the entire minion wave, as if the entire map is solely his source of income.

The viewers in the live chat couldn't help but curse.

[Born into the world, still in the competition, and already blatantly bullying them?]

Is this toxic jungler taking revenge on society?

[I'll ask again, when will this young master jungler forgive his teammates?]

[When you're in a bad mood, you both mentally and farm minions; it's so typical.]

[This shows a really low level of civility.]

But Shenhe knew that his overwhelming, economy-farming style of play was truly effective. Their opponents, a team newly promoted from the secondary league, simply couldn't withstand his pace.

Both matches ended in less than 30 minutes, leaving the audience completely bewildered.

[Huh? You won already?]

Seriously, you can't believe you feel superior just because you beat a newly promoted team?

[They're stealing minions with such blatant disregard for their teammates, completely ignoring how much suffering their teammates endure in real life.]

[This is a true young master, venting his real-life emotions in the competition. 666.]

[What are you guys complaining about? As long as they can carry and win, that's all that matters.]

[Yeah, didn't you guys see how happy that top laner is? Isn't it great to win without even getting carried?]

[Don't spread rumors about team dynamics. The teammates all seem to be having a good time, but this guy seems to be in a particularly bad mood today.]

[He seems like the kind of superhero who hits people when he's unhappy in real life.]

Chen Yuchuan finished the post-match procedures with a disgruntled expression, leaving without even packing up his peripherals. The chat was filled with criticism for his grumpy state. Shen He shook his head and exited the chat. Although Chen Yuchuan was his friend, he had nothing to say about his terrible reputation.

Seeing that he looked unwell, the aunt prepared some light food for him and gave him some medicine. After eating, Shenhe still felt sore all over, so he lay down on the sofa and slept for a while.

When the door opened, Chen He was still a little dazed. He struggled to open his eyes and saw Chen Yuchuan standing at the door washing his hands. He didn't turn on the light and looked extremely gloomy.

"Who upset you again?" She opened her mouth only to find that her voice was too hoarse to speak.

Chen Yuchuan froze for a moment, then quickly walked over and placed his hand on his forehead.

Shen He was speechless for a moment, then waved his hand away, "I told you I'm fine, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Yuchuan ignored him, his tone low: "You call this nothing?"

As he spoke, he picked up a blanket and covered Shenhe with it, then took out his phone and, with a stern face, called the doctor.

Shen He immediately stopped him, saying, "I've taken my medicine. Don't let outsiders bother me."

Upon hearing this "outsider," Chen Yuchuan's oppressive aura suddenly eased a little, but he still seemed to be holding back a fire. He picked up the cigarette pack, threw it aside, and then picked up the lighter and twirled it incessantly.

Shen He leaned back on the sofa and didn't ask any more questions: "If you're in a bad mood, just smoke. Nobody's going to stop you."

Chen Yuchuan didn't move, and said in a muffled voice, "You're sick, and I smell bad from smoking."

Seeing his itchy expression, Shen He couldn't help but chuckle, his eyes crinkling slightly: "When have I ever complained about you, brother?"

Chen Yuchuan, however, stared intently at that fleeting smile.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Go back to your room and sleep. I'll go outside to smoke."

Shen He nodded, without saying anything more.

As Chen Yuchuan walked to the door, he added, "Don't lock the door. I'll get you your medicine later."