Chapter 14 Game > You > Yourself
This kind of "self-sacrificing" preview result directly led to the polarization of the state in the following days.
Lin Yan's mouth was grinning so much that it almost reached his ears.
He would smile sometimes, but it was mostly a light smile with a hint of politeness or sarcasm.
But ever since the moving date was finalized, especially as the deadline of "next Monday" was getting closer, his smile seemed to be welded on his face, radiant from the heart, he walked with a breeze, and looked at everyone with a warm and gentle smile, even the dorm manager said, "Xiao Lin looks really good lately."
His efficiency was ridiculously high. He packed his luggage, contacted the moving company, and purchased the missing pieces for the new home... everything was arranged in an orderly manner, as if there was an invisible whip behind him, urging him to move faster and faster.
It looks like an eggplant that has been wilted by frost and then exposed to the sun.
Playing games? Absent-minded, distorted control, too lazy to talk back even when being scolded by teammates, with a frown so furrowed that it could kill a fly.
Eating? It tasted like chewing wax. Even my favorite braised pork was not exciting.
The most outrageous thing is that even when I go to the toilet to take a shit, squatting on the toilet and looking at the tile pattern, my mind will automatically play the "pre-study homework" clip, and then I will be overwhelmed with sadness and can't help but hold a small memorial service in my mind for my butt that is about to be "heroically sacrificed":
Brother, you have worked hard with me for so many years. Although we occasionally have some minor disagreements (constipation), overall we are still harmonious.
These good days... I'm afraid they're over! From now on, even the freedom to sit quietly in the toilet might be gone, replaced by... a mask of pain?
Just thinking about it... Alas! Light a candle and mourn your peaceful life that is about to pass away!
This "doomsday" mood reached its peak one afternoon.
After class that day, Lin Yan went to the post station to pick up the express delivery for his new home, and I went back to the dormitory with a depressed look on my face.
As soon as I reached the door, I heard Zhang Luo, the famous prominent figure in the class, chatting with his roommate with saliva flying:
"Hey! You know what? I saw a video online last night. It was hilarious!"
His roommate was clearly not interested and gave a perfunctory "Hmm?"
Zhang Luo got excited and imitated the voice in the video perfectly: "A friend of mine went to the anorectal department! The doctor was very calm. After the examination, he said to the patient: 'Tsk, your anal sphincter... is quite loose!'"
He paused deliberately, suppressing a smirk, "And then! Guess what the doctor said next?!"
Roommate: “What?”
Zhang Luo slapped his thigh and burst into earth-shattering laughter:
"Hahahahaha! The doctor said like a bodhisattva, 'But it's okay! Your hemorrhoids make up for it! Hahahahahahaha!' Holy crap! What a finishing blow! Hemorrhoids make up for the laxity! Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter!"
His roommate was visibly speechless: "...That's it? It's an old joke from eight hundred years ago, how many times do you laugh?"
Zhang Luo's laughter still echoed in the corridor. "You don't understand! What a contrast! What ridiculous logic! Hahahaha..."
I didn't hear a word they said afterwards.
All that remained in my mind was that magical sound, filling my ears with three-dimensional surrounds and an infinite loop:
"The anus is a bit loose... but your hemorrhoids make up for it!"
“The hemorrhoids make up for it!”
"make up……"
I froze at the door, my hands and feet were cold, and a layer of white sweat instantly broke out on my back!
Wait! Besides "life safety," there are also "health risks"?! And... it's also prone to hemorrhoids?!
Damn! Double whammy!
As soon as this thought came to mind, memories burst out like a flood.
I suddenly remembered my cousin, who also ran to a big hospital in the city to have hemorrhoid surgery two years ago.
When I went to visit, the scene was simply shocking!
A 1.8-meter-tall strong man lay on the hospital bed with a pale face, groaning and unable to move. It is said that he could only drink rice water in the past two days and was grimacing in pain.
I was deeply moved when I saw this, and secretly congratulated myself on my "gift" in this area, without any illness or disaster...
It's over! Is it my turn now?! The price of lying down and being ridiculed... includes the possibility of receiving a glorious "medal" (hemorrhoids)?!
My gaming career! My happy life! Is it true that I can only lie down and play games like my cousin?
That night, the lights in the dormitory were turned off.
Lin Yan just lay down beside me (ever since his “secret affair” was exposed, this guy has completely stopped pretending and has been sharing a bed with me with a clear conscience), with a refreshing scent after a shower and... a certain pleasure called “expectation”.
In the darkness, I stared at the upper bunk with wide eyes, feeling a conflict between my conscience and my desires.
Ultimately, the fear of a bleak future of "lying down to play games" outweighed the worry about social death.
I spoke faintly, with a trembling voice of despair:
"Lin Yan..."
"Hmm?" His voice had a lazy nasal tone and he sounded in a very good mood.
"...From now on," I swallowed hard, "will I... really only be able to play games lying down?"
The person next to him visibly stiffened, and the air froze for a few seconds.
"...What?" His voice was filled with pure confusion. He turned sideways, and in the darkness I could feel his inquiring gaze on my face.
The arrow is on the string and must be shot.
I made up my mind and poured out all the "proctology joke" I heard at the door in the afternoon and my association with my cousin's tragic experience.
His tone was filled with grief, anger and worry, as if he was going to be pushed into the operating room tomorrow.
It was eerily quiet around here.
Just when I thought he was going to seriously discuss the issue of hemorrhoid prevention and treatment, I clearly heard a short, suppressed sound - puff!
He laughed! He almost laughed?!
I turned my head abruptly, staring at him with shame and anger (even though I couldn't see clearly in the dark): "Lin Yan! What are you laughing at?! This is serious! It concerns my...my happiness for the rest of my life!"
"Ahem," he cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound steady and reliable, but there was still a suspicious tremor in the ending tone, "Don't let your imagination run wild."
He reached out and pulled me closer to him, resting his chin on the top of my head. His voice was low and gentle, with a soothing power:
"As long as... you do the preparations... and proceed step by step... nothing like that will happen. Trust me, okay?"
He deliberately emphasized the words "preparation work" to imply something.
"Really?" I was skeptical. His assurance slightly suppressed the panic in my heart, but I still nervously grabbed the fabric of his pajamas on his chest, "But... the doctor said..."
"That's an extreme case, or maybe just a joke." Lin Yan interrupted me, pinching the back of my neck with his fingertips and smiling helplessly, "When did you become so... uh, 'preparing for a rainy day'?"
"I'm...having reasonable concerns!" I retorted, stiffening my neck.
He seemed to have thought of something and chuckled softly, a little mischievously: "Didn't you trust me before? Why don't you even believe this now?"
His breath brushed my earlobe warmly, with a hint of coquettishness (?).
I was speechless for a moment, the little awkwardness in my heart came up again. I mumbled something, buried my face in his chest, and said in a muffled voice:
"That's different... I, I have to think about my future gaming life! I can't even lie down flat, so if I can't even sit and play games, what's the fun in life..."
These words were spoken without any thought, they were purely subconscious expressions of true feelings.
Before I could finish my words, I felt the arms around me tighten.
Above my head, Lin Yan was silent for several seconds. When he spoke again, the dangerous smile in his voice made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up:
He drew out the tune slowly, as if savoring something interesting.
"So..." His fingertips gently tapped each vertebra of my spine, with a strong hint of meaning, "In your heart, the order of status is... the game > me > yourself?"
He chuckled, and his warm breath sprayed on my sensitive area, making me shiver all over.
"Student Chen Rui, your understanding... is quite problematic. It seems that it needs to be 'corrected'."
My whole body froze instantly, and my blood rushed backwards! It was over! I said the wrong thing! I stepped on a landmine!
Without waiting for my explanation, his punitive kiss came down upon me with irresistible force, turning all my worries about hemorrhoids, games, and buttocks into a mess.
In the darkness, the only sounds were his hot breath and my oxygen-deprived heartbeat.
Finally, with that person eagerly waiting and this person restlessly (and almost being "executed on the spot"), the day of moving arrived.
The packed luggage was piled in the middle of the dormitory, like a small farewell hill.
The fourth brother and another buddy helped carry the last box downstairs with red eyes.
Downstairs, the moving company's van was already waiting.
When the time came to leave the place where I had lived for almost two years, I looked at the familiar table, bed, and walls covered with game posters, and then looked at the two brothers in front of me who were "bad" but very considerate at the critical moment, the melancholy of separation and fear of the unknown in my heart suddenly surged up, mixed together, and felt very sour.
"Damn it...you two should just get out of here and be nice!"
The fourth brother patted Lin Yan's shoulder vigorously, his voice choked with sobs. He turned to me and ruffled my hair fiercely, "Brother Rui, don't be a coward! Just do it! ...Uh, I mean the game!"
Another brother also sniffed: "Come back and play with us when you have time!... Also, Brother Rui, um... take care of yourself!" His eyes were full of concern (and a hint of gloating?).
"Get out!" I cursed with a smile, but my eyes were getting hot uncontrollably and my throat was blocked.
Although Lin Yan didn't say anything, his eyes were slightly red.
He stretched out his hands and gave the fourth brother and the others a big hug.
The three grown boys just hugged each other in front of the dormitory building without any image, crying loudly, with tears and snot running down their faces, and saying a mess of goodbyes and blessings (as well as the fourth boy's incoherent "Brother Rui, take care of Chrysanthemum").
This touching (?) scene of brotherhood was so "real" that several senior students who were busy taking graduation photos nearby looked at it sideways and whispered to each other:
"Tsk tsk, are the junior students so affectionate nowadays? They're crying like this just because of moving dorms?"
"Maybe... this is youth?"
Amid the driver's urging horn, we finally let go of each other and got into the car, wiping our tears.
The car started and drove away slowly.
I leaned against the car window, watching in the rearview mirror the shrinking figures of Lao Si and the others standing at the dormitory building door, waving vigorously. Then I looked at Lin Yan, who, though his eyes were still a little red, couldn't help but smile, and exuded the light of "running towards a new life"...
The melancholy and worries about the future (butt and games) in my heart were suddenly diluted by a more complex emotion.
It is the relief of escaping from the scene of social death,
It is the tension and secret expectation of unknown intimacy.
It is the reluctance to say goodbye to old friends,
Look at the guy next to you with a bright smile.
Whether it's a new home, unknown "homework", or possible "health risks"...
As long as it's him, it doesn't seem that scary... (Maybe... right?)
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