Chapter 49
Although the two were dating, things were essentially no different from before. Chen Yuchuan still frequently lingered in Shen He's dormitory, but he didn't do anything inappropriate.
Most of the time, they just play video games together. Sometimes, when they get tired of playing, they lie down and watch movies.
Shen He leaned back on the sofa, and Chen Yuchuan hugged him, resting his chin on his shoulder and wrapping his arms around his waist. The movie was still playing on the screen, but Chen Yuchuan's attention was clearly not on it.
"Watch the movie properly," Shen He reminded him.
"I'm watching." Chen Yuchuan's voice was right next to his ear, his warm breath brushing against his neck.
"What are you doing with your hands?"
Chen Yuchuan didn't reply, his hand remaining on Shen He's ribs.
Shenhe grabbed his wrist and pressed it back into place.
Chen Yuchuan chuckled softly: "Sigh, when will these miserable days end?"
ASG won another game over the weekend.
The opponent in this match was not strong, so Shen He played very relaxed. Because Chen Yuchuan was there to protect him, he could recklessly look for opportunities without worrying about the consequences.
Towards the end, he even got a little carried away and died several times without regard for the consequences, and the MVP was ultimately awarded to the support player.
After the competition, Shenhe felt a rare moment of joy. The management organized a celebratory dinner for everyone, and the team members responded enthusiastically, starting to pack their things and prepare to depart.
"Brother He has to go too!" Lin Xiaoyu turned to look at Chen He, his eyes shining. "You've been here for so long and haven't had a chance to get together with everyone yet. You absolutely have to go today, consider it a belated welcome dinner for you!"
The others joined in the commotion. Shen He looked at the eager faces, paused for a few seconds, and, not knowing how to refuse, could only nod in the end: "Okay."
Shen He stood up to pack his things. Chen Yuchuan paused for a moment, then said naturally, "Let's go."
Everyone was stunned.
After a two-second silence, a staff member stared wide-eyed, his face filled with shock: "Holy crap, Brother Chuan, you're going?"
"Is there a problem?" Chen Yuchuan looked up at him, his eyes cold.
"No, no, no." The man quickly waved his hand, then said incredulously, "It's just...aren't you a germaphobe? Places like barbecue restaurants..."
Chen Yuchuan didn't say anything, and walked out expressionlessly with his bag in hand.
The group exchanged bewildered glances. Hearing their conversation, Shen He stopped what he was doing and gave Chen Yuchuan, who had already reached the door, a scrutinizing look.
Obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness?
He recalled the times he and Chen Yuchuan had traveled together, visiting many remote places. Sometimes the hotels they stayed in were very poor, but Chen Yuchuan never complained and could fall asleep as soon as he lay down. The same went for food; Chen Yuchuan enjoyed street stalls and dirty, run-down shops without ever being picky.
On the field, Chen Yuchuan did seem rather perfunctory when shaking hands with his opponents, sometimes appearing impatient.
So, regarding this matter of germaphobia... Shen He looked thoughtfully at Chen Yuchuan's figure, who had already reached the door.
Upon arriving at the barbecue restaurant, the food was served quickly. The grill sizzled, oil dripped onto the charcoal fire, emitting puffs of white smoke, and the aroma was irresistible.
The atmosphere at the table was lively, and the staff called out to the owner, "Come on, bring some beer!"
The boss came over as instructed and placed several bottles in front of each person.
"Everyone, drink up today!" the team leader shouted, raising his bottle. "Let's celebrate winning another round!"
Someone walked up to Shen He and was about to pour him a drink when Chen Yuchuan stopped him, his tone leaving no room for argument: "He doesn't drink, so don't bother him."
Shen He turned his head to look at him.
Chen Yuchuan pushed the bottles of wine aside expressionlessly: "Just give them to me."
Seeing this, Yi Yang couldn't help but ask curiously, "Brother Chuan, what's your relationship with Brother He?"
"What relationship?" Chen Yuchuan looked up at him.
"It's just..." He pointed to his phone, "that Weibo post of yours, are you classmates?"
The other teammates also gathered around, their faces full of gossip.
"Did you go to the same school?"
Chen Yuchuan was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled, a hint of smugness in his smile: "We were the best when we were in school."
He paused, then added, "Brother."
Everyone suddenly realized.
"Oh, I see!"
"No wonder we're such good friends now!"
"Your school must be pretty amazing, producing two geniuses like you and Brother He."
"Why didn't Brother He come to VLG in the first place?"
"Exactly, you two were pretending not to know each other back then."
Shen He listened to these words without responding. Chen Yuchuan moved closer to him, and then casually picked up a bottle of beer and took a big gulp.
The atmosphere grew increasingly lively as everyone ate and chatted.
Chen Yuchuan sat close to Shen He, looking quite pleased with himself, and unknowingly drank a few more bottles.
As he reached out to take it again, Shen He turned his head and glanced at him.
Chen Yuchuan paused, then withdrew his hand and put the beer back on the table.
Lin Xiaoyu, who was sitting across from him, was already a bit tipsy. Seeing this, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn, Brother Chuan, you really listen to your wife!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone at the table fell silent for a moment.
"Are you drunk?" Li Xiuyan pulled him back. "Shut up and eat your skewers."
"You want to get scolded by Brother Chuan too, right?" Yi Yang stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth. "Eat!"
Lin Xiaoyu mumbled something indistinctly, but in the end he didn't say anything more. The group was in a flurry of activity, and the atmosphere relaxed again.
Chen Yuchuan didn't reply, but instead leaned close to Shen He's ear and whispered, "It's only right to listen to my darling, okay?"
The warm breath mixed with the smell of alcohol sprayed into his ear. Chen He was a little speechless and raised his hand to slap Chen Yuchuan on the back of the head: "Don't call me these weird names all the time. I can't stand it."
Chen Yuchuan tilted his head forward when he was patted, but instead of getting angry, he laughed even more happily.
He reached out and grasped Shenhe's hand under the table.
Shen He tried to pull back, but Chen Yuchuan held on tightly and wouldn't let go.
"Behave yourself," Shen He said in a low voice.
“I’m very honest.” Chen Yuchuan leaned close to his ear and lowered his voice. “If you want to be dishonest, you’ll have to wait until we get back.”
Shen He frowned: "Shh, I'll show you something good when we get back."
"Okay." Chen Yuchuan agreed verbally, but did not reduce the pressure on his hands.
Chen He had nothing to say and could only let him pull him along.
By the end of the meal, everyone else was quite drunk, slumped in their chairs, and speaking incoherently.
Chen Yuchuan didn't seem very sober either. Shen He called the driver, and when the driver arrived, the two of them got into the car together.
After driving for a while, Chen Yuchuan suddenly said, "Let's go home."
Shen He turned his head to look at him.
Chen Yuchuan also looked at him, his eyes filled with a question.
Shen He nodded: "Okay, let's go home."
It was almost 1 a.m. when I got home.
Chen Yuchuan took off his coat, threw it on the ground, and leaned back on the sofa, refusing to move.
"Go take a shower." Shen He kicked his leg, frowning as he looked at him. "You reek of alcohol."
Chen Yuchuan looked up, suddenly smiled, and reached out to grab his wrist.
Caught off guard, Shen He was pulled along and lost his balance, ending up sitting directly on his lap.
He frowned and tried to get up, but Chen Yuchuan gripped his waist tightly, preventing him from moving.
"Does it smell bad?" Chen Yuchuan pressed down on his back, bringing the two closer together, his breath, reeking of alcohol, brushing against Shen He's face.
Shenhe pushed his head away a little: "What do you think?"
"How about I kiss you and you feel it?" Chen Yuchuan said, without waiting for Shen He's reply, he raised his hand, pinched his chin, tilted his head slightly, and kissed his lips directly.
It was just a fleeting touch, like a dragonfly skimming the water, before Chenhe grabbed his neck and pushed him back onto the sofa.
Chen Yuchuan grasped Shen He's hand that was on his neck, staring intently into Shen He's eyes. Shen He looked a little impatient.
He let go of her hand and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll go wash now."
Shen He pushed him away, got up, took a deep breath to calm herself, and went to take a shower.
The hot water washed over me, taking away the day's fatigue and the lingering smell of cooking oil from the barbecue restaurant.
Shen He stood under the shower with his eyes closed, letting the hot water flow over his head. He recalled Chen Yuchuan's kiss earlier, tinged with alcohol; the feeling was strange.
After changing into his pajamas and stepping out of the bathroom, Chen Yuchuan had already finished showering. His hair was still wet, and he was wearing black pajamas, lounging lazily on the sofa.
Upon seeing Shen He emerge, his gaze immediately fell upon her, moving down from her half-dry hair to her exposed collarbone.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and the air fell silent for a few seconds.
"What are you looking at?" Shen He asked, his voice still hoarse from just having taken a shower.
Chen Yuchuan didn't speak, he just stared at him. Then he stood up and walked step by step to Shen He.
The two were so close that they could smell the scent of each other's shower gel.
Chen Yuchuan reached out and hugged Shen He: "Look what's wrong with my baby?"
Chen Yuchuan's voice was low, with a hint of suppressed restraint.
His hand slowly moved up from Shenhe's waist, stopping on his cheek, his thumb gently stroking his lower lip.
Shen He looked at him, raised his hand and pushed him away: "Chen Yuchuan, you've had too much to drink."
“I’m not drunk.” Chen Yuchuan grasped his hand and pressed it against his chest. “I’m perfectly sober.”
Through the thin fabric, Shenhe could feel the warmth of his chest and his rapid heartbeat.
"You said it." Chen Yuchuan leaned closer, his forehead touching Shen He's, his voice low and hoarse, "Come back and show me something good."
Shen He was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he was acting on a whim, and said speechlessly, "Wait, I'll go get it for you."
Chen Yuchuan followed again, wrapping his arm around her from behind and pulling her into his embrace.
Shen He still smelled of shower gel, mixed with the steam, and was hot.
"What are you doing?" Shen He looked down at the arm that was wrapped around his waist.
Chen Yuchuan didn't speak, but rested his chin on his shoulder, his hands wandering restlessly around his waist, his breathing heavy: "I want to see something else good now."
Shen He frowned: "Stop fooling around."
“Nothing’s wrong.” Chen Yuchuan’s voice came from the side of his neck, with a hint of amusement.
Her fingers traced upwards along the hem of his pajamas, her fingertips brushing against his waistline.
Chen Yuchuan held her tightly, not in a rough way, but in a close embrace that left one with little room to resist.
He could feel the other person's breath hitting his earlobe; it was warm and a little ticklish.
Then Chen Yuchuan leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Baby, I don't want to hold back anymore."
In that instant, it felt like his scalp had been pierced by an electric current, and Shenhe felt completely numb.
He could even feel his toes automatically attacking his slippers.
"Don't talk to me like that." Shen He pushed Chen Yuchuan away, turned around, and his expression was very serious.
Chen Yuchuan froze for a second, then released his grip and took a half-step back, his eyes filled with a complex expression: "I fucking..."
He stared at Shen He for a few seconds, then sighed, reached out and pulled him back, kissed him without saying a word.
This time, Shen He didn't dodge, letting Chen Yuchuan's lips press against hers.
Chen Yuchuan kissed her forcefully, and Shen He finally couldn't bear it any longer. She reached out and pushed him away suddenly and with considerable force.
Chen Yuchuan staggered a step, looking puzzled.
Shen He straightened his clothes without changing his expression: "I need your medical report."
Chen Yuchuan: "..."
He stared at the sinking river for a few seconds, then rubbed his temples, looking somewhat helpless: "How about a manual transmission then?"
Shen He was silent for two seconds, then turned and walked towards the bedroom: "I'm sleepy."
"Not you???" Chen Yuchuan followed and grabbed his wrist. "I've been a vegetarian for so many years, and you won't let me eat anything good, and you even want me to show you my medical report. Can't I even drive a manual transmission now?"
His voice was tinged with frustration, but his actions were anything but still; he grabbed Chenhe's head and started kissing him wildly.
Shenhe grabbed him by the back of the neck and pulled him away.
Chen Yuchuan was forced to stop, looked up, and stared straight at him.
Those eyes burned with obvious desire and undisguised possessiveness.
Looking at his pathetic state, Shenhe felt a wave of helplessness wash over her.
Seeing that he didn't move, Chen Yuchuan took another step forward and lowered his voice: "Just once, okay?"
Shen He frowned: "You look like you deserve a beating right now, you know that?"
"So, baby, you're going to beat me up?" Chen Yuchuan released his grip, spreading his arms wide in front of him. "After you've beaten us up—"
"Stop! Don't call me that in such a disgusting way anymore." Shen He was really on the verge of a breakdown. His brows were furrowed tightly. He pushed Chen Yuchuan away, turned around, and went into the bedroom. Before closing the door, he threw out a sentence: "Play by yourself."
The door closed in front of Chen Yuchuan.
He stood there, stared at the door for a few seconds, then turned and walked towards the guest room.
They walked halfway and then stopped.
The door wasn't locked.
He pushed open the door and saw that Shen He was already lying in bed.
Chen Yuchuan took off his pajamas, lifted the covers, crawled inside, and hugged him from behind.
Chen He didn't move or say anything.
"I won't call you 'baby' next time, okay? Don't be angry." Chen Yuchuan buried his face in the crook of his neck and said in a muffled voice, "Just use your hand, really."
Shen He was silent for a few seconds: "You're annoying."
"Okay." Chen Yuchuan responded, "I only have this one flaw, just bear with it."
Chen He remained silent.
"Look at me, how can you bear to see me like this?"
After a long pause, Shen He suddenly spoke: "Chen Yuchuan."
"Hmm?" Chen Yuchuan's voice was a little hoarse.
"I just can't bring myself to do it to my brother."
Chen Yuchuan stopped, buried his face in Shen He's neck, remained silent for several seconds, and finally slowly let go, only wrapping his arms around Shen He's waist, without making any other movements.
“I know.” His voice was muffled, restrained. “I can wait.”
The air remained still for a while.
Shen He sighed, his tone softening slightly: "Go and handle it yourself."
Chen Yuchuan tightened his grip on his arm but didn't move.
“Then come back to sleep,” Shen He added.
This sounded like a compromise. Chen Yuchuan paused for a moment, then kissed him on the neck, his voice tinged with amusement: "Okay."
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