Chapter 87 Dreaming of This
Xie Xingchen hugged Xie Dai back to comfort him: "Don't scare it, or it'll become withdrawn and you'll have to coax it."
Lin Yao chose to mute himself.
"It'll fade back in a week," Cheng Boyan comforted him. "You can ask He Li to take a few more limited-edition photos for you, how cool is that?"
Lin Yao offered a weak defense: "Really... it's pretty cool. I think crows are the coolest birds in the world."
With tears welling up in her eyes, Xie Dai accused, "You left me with those wicked He Liyang so you could have some alone time with Xie Xingchen, and you even made them dye my hair so black! You have no heart."
"I didn't." Lin Yao was truly innocent this time. "We hadn't seen each other for a week before today."
He's been busy training with Pei Yizhong lately and was worried he wouldn't have time to play with it, so he specifically asked He Li to take good care of it. How did this turn into a two-person world? That's absurd.
Xie Dai nodded, heartbroken, and re-analyzed: "That's because you were too sad after arguing with Xie Xingchen and didn't want to take care of me, so you heartlessly threw me to bad people. You have no heart."
Lin Yao: "......"
This bird, I haven't seen it for a week, its mouth is spouting even more nonsense.
Xie Xingchen stroked the bird's head with one hand, slowly turned his head, and looked over: "So you were so sad. You should have said so earlier. I would have pestered you to go to Uncle Pei's place and bring you back."
Under the tablecloth, Lin Yao kicked him, warning, "Speak properly."
"This feels like a couple arguing and the wife going back to her parents' house." He Li suddenly became alert. "Why are you two having a fight?"
The three people present fell silent at the same time.
He Li pressed, "Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you arguing? Can't you tell me?"
A second silence.
Even Cheng Boyan couldn't save this game.
You can't exactly say, "Because Young Master Xie made your brother Yao lick his lip for half an hour, which angered him, so you blocked him and started a cold war."
Cheng Boyan took a deep breath and stood up: "I'll go get you some food."
Xie Xingchen grabbed Xie Dai and stuffed him into his coat pocket: "I'm going too."
That bastard just left this mess here.
Lin Yao tightened his lips, raised his hand and took a big gulp of the water in front of him, which he didn't know was what it was. Only after drinking it did he realize that it tasted a little bitter.
But it was so embarrassing that he drank the water in the cup without saying a word.
The waiter noticed and poured him a second glass.
He Li stared at him with a serious expression and asked probingly, "You're hiding something from me. Why didn't you tell me? Why did you argue? I suddenly remembered that a week ago, Xie Xingchen sent you a message saying, 'Yaoyao, don't be angry. He wasn't trying to disgust you; he was trying to comfort you.'"
This was the closest Xiao He ever got to the truth.
Lin Yao finished his drink in a big gulp, then poured himself a third cup, sweating profusely: "No."
"You...?" He Li's mind raced, his eyes widening, "Did you suddenly level up and turn Xie Xingchen into a simp?!"
Lin Yao:......?
I misspoke; it's clearly me who has a crush on him.
He Li clapped his hands, his eyebrows dancing with excitement, and said, "The ultimate level of a mortal enemy is when you make him like you, but you ignore him completely. Brother Yao, you're really amazing."
After finishing his fourth bitter drink, Lin Yao started to feel a little dizzy and spoke more slowly: "How did you come to that conclusion?"
"He tries to appease you whenever you get angry. Isn't that being a simp?" He Li was very excited and gave him a thumbs up. "That's amazing. You're worthy of being my idol. Keep up the good work and make Xie Gou cry for you every day, feel pain for you, and lose sleep over you."
Lin Yao paused for several seconds before slowly nodding: "I'll try my best."
Li Kailang arrived late, walking up to the table and greeting them warmly, "You're all about to eat! I just got here because the driver took a long detour. Lin Yao, what brings you here...?"
Lin Yao has fair skin and usually looks cold, giving the impression of a fir tree covered in frost. At this moment, his cheeks are flushed, and his bright eyes seem to be veiled in mist.
He seemed to have drunk too much; his eyes inexplicably held a hint of lust.
Li Kailang thought to himself, "She's really good-looking."
"Did Xie Xingchen make you feel depressed today?" Lin Yao asked, looking at him. "Sorry."
He was probably not drunk, as he spoke clearly. Li Kailang gave an awkward smile and said, "It's okay. He's pretty good. I admit defeat."
Lin Yao nodded and corrected, "It is extremely powerful."
Li Kailang's smile froze. Something was wrong; it was very unlike Lin Yao. Shouldn't he have been mocking him?
Still basking in the joy of his brother Yao's rapid advancement, He Li gave him a thumbs up and secretly praised, "I understand the art of flattery, your current tactics are truly impressive."
Lin Yao couldn't understand what he was saying, so he lowered his head and drank water.
Xie Xingchen returned with two servings of food and put them down. He immediately sensed something was wrong. Standing behind Lin Yao, he grasped Lin Yao's chin and lifted it up: "Who told him to drink?"
"Huh? Is that alcohol?" He Li realized, "Brother Yao just drank a lot of glasses."
"Don't you know he can't hold his liquor?" Xie Xingchen observed someone's condition. "He gets drunk after just one drink."
Xie Xingchen still vividly remembered how Lin Yao climbed onto his bed to mark him when he was drunk last time, and his temples throbbed.
He Li was truly innocent, shaking her head and saying, "I don't know. I've never drunk with him. How do you know? You even know this?"
As expected... he's hooked the ultimate simp by his brother Yao.
Feeling his chin being held in place, Lin Yao turned his head, his cheek lightly brushing against the broad palm—a subconscious action.
Despite being mortal enemies, Xie Xingchen's fingertips lightly brushed against his lips the next second, as if in a comforting response.
The scene was so surreal that Li Kailang couldn't quite cheer up. He opened his mouth, then hesitated and said, "I'll go buy some hangover medicine. I don't want to get into trouble from drinking too much."
"It's nothing." Lin Yao's tone was calm, but he held Xie Xingchen's hand tightly. "I only drank a little. Come on, we can't miss out on a free buffet."
Xie Xingchen had been quite annoyed all afternoon.
After being ignored by Lin Yao for a week, another random passerby named Li suddenly appeared. Knowing that it was a deliberate provocation, he was still annoyed.
But at this moment, his usually aloof personality was openly displaying affection in front of so many people, making it hard for him to suppress the corners of his lips from turning up.
"Okay, let's eat." Xie Xingchen said with a smile.
Cheng Boyan was terrified, wishing he could cover He Li's eyes, afraid that his subtle movements would give away something. But the guy was laughing like an idiot, so he looked down and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
“Watch Yao-ge fishing,” He Li whispered to him, “Xie Xingchen is now Yao-ge’s lapdog.”
Cheng Boyan's expression hardened: "You already know this? Lin Yao just told you?"
He Li hummed in agreement, her tone extremely excited: "Brother Yao, who seals the heart and locks the love, can manipulate people with just a flick of his finger. It's so satisfying! It's so satisfying to play with your mortal enemy like this."
Cheng Boyan choked up. Well, he still didn't understand, and he went off-topic again.
Can't you see that the two of them are so close to being intimate, just one step away from actually being together? This is called mutual affection, mutual consent, and a push-and-pull dynamic.
That's incredibly stupid.
"That's fine, as long as you're happy." Cheng Boyan placed a large plate of seafood in front of him. "Eat, don't talk, eat your fill."
Lin Yao took a couple of bites, then stood up dizzily and whispered, "I need to go to the restroom."
Xie Xingchen didn't dare leave him alone at all, so he got up and grabbed his hand, saying, "I'll take you."
"He...the two of them won't start fighting, will they? Should we go and check on them?" Li Kailang asked, looking worried.
"No, no, no." He Li now looked down on Xie Xingchen with an air of superiority, his tone extremely arrogant. "Let Xiao Xie go. Xiao Xie has a good eye for things now."
Cheng Boyan stuffed a lobster into his mouth: "You'd better shut up."
It was originally a gathering of the Comprehensive Warfare Academy, and many classmates came. Lin Yao still had some rationality left and knew to keep his distance, but once he got drunk, his emotions were amplified infinitely and he couldn't control himself at all.
He had just stepped out of the hall when he turned around to look at the people who had followed him.
"Why are you looking at me? Watch where you're going." Xie Xingchen was extremely worried. "You know you can't hold your liquor, yet you still drink recklessly. If you do something embarrassing, you'll regret it to death tomorrow."
Lin Yao felt his hand being held by him, but he didn't struggle: "No, I have excellent drinking manners."
"Really?" Xie Xingchen teased him deliberately, "Do you remember what you did to me last time you got drunk?"
Lin Yao froze, trying hard to recall, but couldn't remember.
But the dreams of the past few days flashed through my mind, and my cheeks turned a little red, so I went to the sink to wash my face and cool down.
"Why aren't you saying anything? Don't you remember?" Xie Xingchen stood behind him, looking at him.
Lin Yao looked up and met his gaze through the mirror. Feeling a little dizzy, he blurted out, "I dreamt about you a few days ago."
This was an unexpected joy after a week of cold war. Xie Xingchen took out a tissue and wiped the water off his face, whispering, "What did you dream about?"
"I dreamt about you..." Lin Yao paused, a fragment flashing through his mind, but he kept his mouth shut, "I'm not telling you, I'm going to the bathroom."
Xie Xingchen leaned against the door waiting for him, gently guiding him, "What type of dream?"
As Lin Yao lowered his head and unzipped his shirt, the hem of his clothes was accidentally lifted, revealing a hickey on his waist. He muttered, "Sexy."
So well-behaved, answering every question.
Xie Xingchen's heartstrings twitched slightly as she pondered his recent attitude: "Is it because you dreamt about me when you went back that day, and you're too shy to see me?"
The other person didn't say anything, but quickly finished the task and flushed the water out.
Xie Xingchen reached out and grabbed him, preventing him from leaving, his gaze sweeping over his eyebrows and eyes: "You haven't answered me yet."
"I won't say." Lin Yao pursed his lips, turned on the tap to wash his hands for the second time, and splashed water on his face. His movements were a little flustered, and his hair was also wet.
Xie Xingchen reached out and brushed his damp hair back, coaxing him gently, "Then show me, what did you dream about?"
Lin Yao stared into his eyes, his pupils were deep, as if they held stars, bewitching people to fall.
Dizziness and lightheadedness.
He crouched down, lifted the hem of the other man's training uniform, and touched the well-defined abdominal muscles with his fingers, extending them deep into the V-line, where the veins bulged.
Xie Xingchen's lower abdomen tensed, and his brow twitched: "Yaoyao, you..."
Lin Yao leaned closer, his lips lightly touching hers, and the moment he looked up, he seemed like a demon sucking away life force.
"I dreamt of this."
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