Chapter 69 Jinjiang Novel Reading Exclusive If you don’t say it’s okay, I won’t…
The villa area was so quiet at night that even the sound of the wind could not be heard. The screen projection, which had never pressed the start button, only remained on the screen of selecting the game match. Only a small light from the projector remained in the huge room.
Should be rejected.
Lu Zhiye had said it so bluntly, who wouldn't know what it meant to want to hold his hand?
But looking into those eyes, noticing his disgust and immediately letting go of his hand and sitting up straight, Shi Jing's words of "no" were on the tip of his tongue, repeated for a few seconds, and finally came out as—
"Just a little, you said."
The room was completely silent. A movie that had been chosen at some point slowly opened.
But no one cares what is on the screen.
Lu Zhiye's hand slowly covered it.
Shi Jing never thought that holding hands could make people so hot.
The palms of my hands were hot, as were the backs of my hands, my wrists, the entire arm connected to my hands, and even my entire body, as if it were suffocated by some silent fire in a scorching furnace.
At first it was just Lu Zhiye.
By now, he was convinced that he had contributed to the high body temperature.
The only light in the dim room came from the projection in front, but it was not bright enough. The only vague outline of the other person could be discerned by the eyes.
When Shi Jing couldn't help but steal a glance to the side, his eyes met Lu Zhiye, who had turned his head and looked at him for who knows how long.
"..." He stiffened his neck and looked away half an inch, "I'm not looking at you, I just—"
Just what?
The rest cannot continue.
Even in the darkness, Lu Zhiye's black eyes could not hide the burning gaze directed at him. It was fine when he didn't notice it, but once he discovered it, he could no longer ignore it.
The fact that he was supposed to snuggle up on the sofa with someone late at night to watch a movie was ambiguous enough, but the act of agreeing to hold hands intensified the situation to the point where his heartbeat was on the verge of losing control.
Lu Zhiye's likes and thoughts were all written in his eyes. Shi Jing had never experienced this, but at this moment he immediately understood the heat in those deep black eyes.
Like him.
I like him very much.
Want to kiss him.
This realization popped up in his brain, like an electric shock, causing Shi Jing's entire scalp to tingle.
For no apparent reason, Shi Jing recalled the inexplicable dream he had that night.
The scene in the dream was a hundred times more blushing and heart-pounding than the present moment, and it completely corresponded to the face of the person next to me whose arm was pressed tightly against me and whose body temperature I could directly feel.
Lu Zhiye kissed him.
Will it be the same as in the dream?
Grass.
That’s all.
The impact of the scene was too strong, and Shi Jing could not bear it, so he pulled his hand out from the palm of the other person who was about to burn.
"Let's not watch it." He didn't know if his face flushed when he said this, or how red it was. But it was definitely hot. Hotter than when they were squeezed into an eight-person room in the summer to compete for a spot in the competition.
And I was anxious from the bottom of my heart.
Lu Zhiye sat up behind him: "What's wrong?"
“…” He didn’t pay attention to a single word of what was in the movie. Only now did he realize that Lu Zhiye had chosen a spy movie. And why did this spy movie also have a scene where the hero and heroine kissed passionately?
Shi Jing didn't know where to look, and his voice was even stiffer than usual: "Nothing, it's already late, and I have training tomorrow."
This statement is not very convincing.
They usually play duo queue many hours later than now.
Lu Zhiye was silent for a few seconds behind him: "Is this movie not good?"
Shi Jing: “…”
Shi Jing: "Yeah. It doesn't look good."
There was another half-minute silence.
Lu Zhiye closed the curtain.
The multimedia screen returned to the playback selection page and after a few seconds, it went completely dark. The light next to it automatically lit up.
Shi Jing couldn't bear it anymore and stood up first, and Lu Zhiye followed him.
As we reached the door, the person behind me asked, "Does holding hands make you uncomfortable?"
“…” It’s not uncomfortable, it’s really comfortable.
It was so comfortable that he never imagined that holding hands could almost pull someone into the sofa.
Shi Jing didn't dare to look back, fearing that a glance would reveal his current state: "No, I'm not feeling unwell."
"That's because I made you feel uncomfortable." Lu Zhiye said.
Not a question.
Shi Jing finally clenched his fist and turned around: "I'm not feeling unwell! I said the movie wasn't good, and it's too late now. What kind of professional player is still watching a movie in the early hours of the morning..."
See Lu Zhiye's expression clearly.
For the first time, Shi Jing read very strong emotions from his usually expressionless face.
Feeling of unease.
It was like I had been waiting very carefully for a long time, taking every step carefully for fear of making mistakes or getting a negative answer.
But before the blink of an eye, Lu Zhiye suppressed all his good and bad emotions: "If you don't like holding hands, I won't do it again. I'm sorry."
"I said I didn't--" Shi Jing held his breath in his chest.
Look into those dark eyes.
A few seconds.
The air is deflated.
"I'm not uncomfortable because of holding hands." Shi Jing said this and paused, "Fuck..."
What about him?
He couldn't say that he felt that Lu Zhiye looked at him as if he wanted to kiss him, so... so what?
So he recalled his own strange dream?
Shi Jing's fists at his side clenched tighter and tighter, so tight that Lu Zhiye frowned.
"I wanted to kiss you just now." Suddenly, Lu Zhiye took the initiative.
Shi Jing was stunned.
"I was very happy when you said you agreed to hold hands," he said. "I don't know if you can accept it, but sitting with you, I really want to get closer."
Shi Jing: “…”
Lu Zhiye lowered his eyelashes: "Am I too obvious?"
“…” Shi Jing’s fist loosened a little, and he uttered “hmm” in a muffled voice.
"I made you feel uncomfortable." Lu Zhiye said, "It's too much."
“…Not really.” Why did the air in this peaceful room suddenly become so thin that it made it hard to breathe?
Lu Zhiye: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Shi Jing pressed his thumb bone repeatedly, then decided to blow his own horn: "I said I'm not feeling uncomfortable, damn... I haven't kissed anyone before, okay?"
Lu Zhiye paused.
Shi Jing: “…”
"The first kiss I mentioned earlier was just a fabrication." Shi Jing said, "I've never kissed anyone, nor have I ever been in a relationship."
Simply put, he didn't even have a first love.
Shi Jing didn't know what it felt like to be loved, and he had never believed that anyone would truly love him without any calculation.
Before meeting Lu Zhiye.
"When you looked at me just now..." Shi Jing looked into Lu Zhiye's eyes and his voice paused for a second, "I..."
I was wondering what it would feel like to kiss Lu Zhiye.
I really can't say this.
After half a minute, Shi Jing gave up and said, "It's not your problem anyway."
Lu Zhiye: "Not disgusted?"
"No." Having said that, Shi Jing said directly, "I like it very much."
The moment before Lu Zhiye raised his eyes, he urgently added: "I'm talking about holding hands."
Lu Zhiye didn't feel unhappy about his addition. He stared at him for a while, then turned his face away and covered the corner of his lips: "Ahem."
Shi Jing: “…”
Fortunately, Lu Zhiye's smile stopped before Shi Jing burst out: "I said I want to kiss you, don't you think it's disgusting?"
"..." Shi Jing said, "I don't mind. How many times do you want to ask——"
Lu Zhiye suddenly took a few steps forward.
Shi Jing quickly stretched out his arms to block him away: "I didn't say you can kiss me now!"
Lu Zhiye stopped and said, "I want to go out."
Shi Jing: “…”
They stood facing each other at the door for two minutes, and no one spoke again.
The quiet atmosphere slowly drifted away. Lu Zhiye looked at Shi Jing's face, which was slightly flushed in the dim light, and said in his throat, "I like holding hands. Can you consider other things?"
Shi Jing: “…”
Shi Jing didn't need to ask what the other ones referred to.
"Okay." After a long moment, Shi Jing exhaled and smoothed out his already neat hair. "But I'm a little slow to accept it."
It has nothing to do with Lu Zhiye.
Maybe he hasn't had any intimate experience for a long time, and if the water temperature is increased too quickly, he will instinctively want to escape.
The person in front of him agreed without any disgust: "It's okay, I'll wait for your consent."
Shi Jing: “…”
Worried that his statement wasn't clear enough, Lu Zhiye repeated, "If you don't say it's okay, I won't do it."
A few minutes later, there was a loud "bang" as the door closed, and Lu Zhiye was kicked out.
However, the club base was just across the street, and it was only a few steps away from his room.
After everyone left, the small villa returned to its quiet state, but the scene was still not peaceful.
The inexplicable restlessness did not go away with Lu Zhiye when he left. Instead, it became more intense because of the two words he said before leaving.
There was still touch and warmth on the palm of the hand that had held hands, and the back of the hand seemed to be still covered by Lu Zhiye.
For some reason, Shi Jing touched the place that had been touched, and lightly clasped his hands together to simulate the warmth of Lu Zhiye's hand covering it.
Grass.
Grass!
He returned to his room and sat down in front of the computer, carefully reviewing everything that had happened there a few minutes ago. Shi Jing also smoothed his hair until it was completely a mess.
Turn on your computer.
Open Apex.
The game account status is set to invisible.
Start ranked matching.
Decided to use high-intensity physical gun combat to calm down.
After two games, there were no high-intensity matches to match, and the killing became a bit boring. Shi Jing flipped through his phone while searching for new games.
How the hell did I end up browsing Lu Zhiye’s WeChat homepage again?
quit.
The SFD group has always been at the top of the WeChat page, with 99+ messages every day. I don’t know when I was pulled into a group where LA players are also present. Shi Jing treated them all the same and changed them all to do not disturb.
At a glance, I noticed the last chat in the group was from Jiang Yuan: [@Your LEO brother, come on, tell me why your record is so red tonight when we helped you win?].
It was immediately pushed up by the question mark posted by LEO.
Boring.
These group chats were too boring, not that he wanted to see Lu Zhiye’s homepage.
Shi Jing clicked on the familiar mango parrot avatar with a grim face.
Lu Zhiye returned to the opposite room for a while, but didn't send any messages and didn't come online in the game.
I swiped up the chat history twice and found that the last time I communicated on WeChat was on an unknown day.
Shi Jing sighed inwardly and turned off the screen of his phone.
The third round of solo queue ended.
He turned his phone back on.
Click into the App Store.
Download the AI software that you deleted last time.
After thinking for a while, I organized my words——
[There is someone who has a crush on me——delete. 】
[I held hands with my teammates—deleted.]
Shi Jing: “…”
Twenty minutes passed.
Shi Jing deleted and revised it, and finally pressed the send button.
[Someone who used to be my enemy has a crush on me. Today, I agreed to hold his hand and I feel really comfortable with him. I even want to kiss him. What should I do?]
[Thinking...]
One minute.
Five minutes.
Ten minutes.
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Shi Jing: “…”
damn it.
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