It Turns out that I am Beautiful, Strong and Miserable [Quick Wear] - 50

 

ITOTIABSAM | Landlord Tenant | 50

The two-hour live broadcast ended smoothly at exactly ten o'clock in the evening.

With the intelligent system 1101 filtering and monitoring, Xie Ye didn't see any overly aggressive comments throughout the broadcast. 

He cooked two bowls of tangyuan, one savory and one sweet. All the meat-filled ones went into Gu Cong's stomach. He had two of the sweet ones, accompanied by some pickles to aid digestion and alleviate greasiness. He didn't feel overly full.

While avoiding the camera to feed a certain delicate cat, Gu Cong wiped his hands clean with alcohol wipes as usual. He gently poked a dent into the soft and white tang yuan with his fingertips.

The tang yuan was a bit big, and the filling inside was still hot. Gu Cong bit into it cautiously and meticulously, and the occasional oiliness of the sugar syrup stuck to his lips, glistening and transparent, making his lips appear even more moist and red, tempting one to pluck them away.

"Gududu."

The Adam's apple involuntarily rolled down, and with the well-functioning audio equipment, it triggered a burst of lamentation from the barrage:

["Let me see, let me see! What could there possibly be that even distinguished Y station members can't watch? Darn it!"]

["This tangyuan seems really chewy when you bite into it."]

["Chewy! Chewy is the best! Chewy supremacy!"]

["Teaching cooking and doing mukbang aren't conflicting activities, right, Bamboo... I mean, Rice, put down the bowl!"]

["The delivery is here. I can only say, there's no harm without comparison. Freshly cooked food is indeed more fragrant."]

As if trying to conceal his unintentional wandering thoughts, Xie Ye's peripheral vision caught Gu Cong on the barrage. 

He immediately set down the bowl after feeding Xie Ye and scooped up the most plump and round tangyuan with a white porcelain spoon. With a poke of his chopsticks, the Q-textured and soft sticky skin of the tangyuan burst open to reveal a small hole, oozing out a sweet, iridescent, light golden filling under the lamplight.

["Wow! Golden legend!"]

["It looks a bit like maple syrup."]

【Give me a taste, give me a taste!】

【Staring at the black sesame rustling in the bowl, I burst into tears. Did I not cook it properly?】

Eating is perhaps the most primitive and easiest way to feel joy and satisfaction. Even though it may occasionally bring a slight sense of guilt, a hearty late-night snack can often heal many weary souls.

Tonight, Guan Chen didn't stream. His teammates from the previous match happened to be in S City for business, so they took the opportunity to have a barbecue together.

To ensure his brain's response time and his state during matches, Guan Chen seldom drank alcohol. When he returned home late at night after seeing off the other teammates at the hotel, he discovered his Weibo and Y station exploding with private messages.

Screenshots.

One after another.

Almost as soon as he zoomed in on the first one, Guan Chen recognized the other person.

——The young man he had encountered at the gaming expo, sharp in skill, holding a rabbit plush toy.

So it was him.

Xi Zhu, Big Eater, these two seemingly unrelated IDs, but claimed by the main character, repeatedly appeared in his private messages. Some said that fat guys are potential stocks, some said that brother, run quickly, don't get tied up, and some sighed about this "turning around and still being you" fate. More people asked:

"Guan Shen, do you regret it?"

Guan Chen did regret it indeed.

But not as the netizens speculated as because he missed the sincere feelings of a potential beauty, but because he regretted his extremely immature handling method from almost half a year ago.

From childhood to adulthood, he has never lacked people who like him. The number of times he has been confessed to face to face is not a hundred, but at least eighty, not to mention those comments online calling him "husband."

As for Guan Chen himself, he has never liked anyone. Faced with these confessions, he would always ruthlessly reject them to avoid further entanglement.

Of course, this cannot be considered wrong, but after meeting Lin Xinnian, Guan Chen gradually understood what it feels like to like someone, gradually understood the uneasiness of waiting for the person you admire to reply, the intimate, solely belonging to oneself, and even the tiny emotions that you don't want the other person to know, should not be exposed to public scrutiny.

Especially during that extremely sensitive time for "Xi Zhu".

Even though there are a hundred reasons to explain his mistake of forgetting to delete the confession message when participating in the offline gaming livestream, the damage has already been done. 

Previously, when "Big Eater" fans exceeded two hundred thousand during the giveaway, Xin Nian happened to see the video and said he liked it. He even intentionally used his main account to help forward it, increasing the winning rate.

Later, when forwarding packages, he couldn't resist Xin Nian's invitation to "share together" and opened the box to have two pieces, enjoying the sweet but not cloying taste, his words becoming fragrant.

At that time, how could he have imagined that the person who made such delicious food had already lost so much weight?

In the darkness of the night, waves of guilt overwhelmed Guan Chen. He didn't know how to make amends at the moment, and the only thing he could do now seemed to be to try his best to restrain his fans from disturbing the other party.

But Xie Ye didn't have the time or the interest to care about what the protagonist, Guan Chen, was thinking.

He was sitting on the sofa with the small blanket that Guan Chen had bought back a couple of days ago covering his legs, watching TV.

Ever since they came back from the exhibition a week ago, watching TV seemed to have become a regular activity in this house. The sound of rushing water from the kitchen indicated that Gu Cong was washing dishes, accompanied by the muted laughter and chatter of the hosts and guests on the program. It was a mundane scene that was both soothing and comforting.

In the 40th minute of Xie Ye's livestream, the dormitory group chat exploded, and even now, messages were popping up every two minutes, showing no signs of stopping.

【San San: Your landlord is Xizhu? The world is too small!】

【Boss: Shocked.jpg】

【Second: So handsome, so handsome! Turns out there's a man in this world who matches my taste as perfectly as his dishes... His features are exactly what I find attractive.】

Originally, Gu Cong had planned to reply after finishing washing the dishes himself. Since Xie Ye's real identity was involved, he needed to ensure that these guys kept their mouths shut.

However, as soon as he saw the last message from Second, all of Gu Cong's plans went out the window. He quickly dried his hands and tapped on the screen loudly, making a clacking sound. "He's the person I like."

【Don't even think about it.】

Innocently chatting Second: ??

"You like him? Your landlord?" Second sat up suddenly from his bed, his eyes wide. "You like men?"

Gu Cong: "No."

Gu Cong: "I just like him."

【Don't worry, I have no interest in you three at all,】Gu Cong said coldly, recalling similar scenes when he was cramming relevant knowledge. "Anyway, keep his real identity a secret, or you'll be in big trouble."

【Or else there will be no professional course notes or thesis materials at all.】

---

The Second, who was explicitly named, immediately sent an emoji with a zipper over its mouth.

After all, being a member who could easily find materials and check plagiarism on a certain website was quite valuable to students, not to mention that his notes had helped the entire dormitory pass their exams several times.

The Boss and San San followed suit.

How should I put it, in today's China, although the social atmosphere has not yet reached the point of accepting same-sex marriage, among the younger generation, liking someone of the same sex is just a bit niche. People may be surprised, but they won't be disgusted or react with excessive resistance or promotion of it.

Quickly recovering from the brief shock, Xiao Er suddenly remembered something. "So... your confession hasn't succeeded yet?"

【San San: If it's Xizhu, it's normal.】

Having been hurt once, undergoing such a drastic change in physique, and even damaging his voice, it wasn't easy for even the most carefree person to open up emotionally. Not to mention that Xizhu himself wasn't particularly outgoing by nature.

Just a minute ago, Gu Cong, who had the upper hand in the group, looked completely dejected.

Yeah.

His confession still hadn't succeeded.

Had Xie Ye been too busy lately and forgotten? Gu Cong put down his phone, turned on the tap again, and diligently washed the last dish. He wondered if he should confess again.

With this thought in mind, before going to the living room to watch TV with the other person, Gu Cong opened the fridge.

Unfortunately, for Xie Ye's health considerations, there were no alcoholic beverages in the fridge, not even the mineral water he usually drank, which had been completely cleared out.

--- All arranged by his own hands.

"Reaping what one sows," Gu Cong sighed softly, reaching out to grab a can of ice-cold cola that Xie Ye never touched. It was better than nothing. Who said carbonated drinks couldn't boost courage?

This time, it was Xie Ye who arrived in the living room first. As expected, the curtains were tightly drawn, leaving only a dim floor lamp by the sofa. Coupled with the intermittent light from the TV, although it was darker, there was no cold or eerie atmosphere. Instead, it exuded comfort, with a scent that made one drowsy.

Thankfully, the young man on the sofa still had his eyes open.

After nearly a week of getting along, Xie Ye already knew how much space to give the other person. He shifted his feet inward and leaned against the bunny plushie. "You're so slow."

Gu Cong, who had been hesitating for half a day in front of the fridge, finally decided what to drink:

Well, he felt a bit guilty.

His chest felt like it held a crazily jumping little bunny. He had already said the same thing once, but he still felt nervous.

Click.

Trying to make his movements as natural as possible, Gu Cong sat down on the sofa, confirming that the cola hadn't been shaken. He used his index finger to forcefully pull open the tab, tilted his head back, and took a big gulp.

The more pronounced Adam's apple rolled up and down as the young man swallowed, prompting 1101 to express its confusion, "Is he really thirsty?"

The black-haired youth on the sofa remained silent.

However, Xie Ye in his knowledge sea couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Timing his response for the moment when the other person put down the cola can and seemed about to speak, Xie Ye turned his head, his dark eyes fixed on Gu Cong as he said, "I also want a sip."

---

Wouldn't carbonated drinks like this stimulate the throat and cause nausea?

With a fleeting doubt in his mind, Gu Cong initially wanted to advise the other person against it. However, recalling the young man's increasingly robust appetite lately, he poured the cola into a glass on the coffee table, raised his hand, and offered it to Xie Ye's lips. "Here."

"If it feels uncomfortable, let me know," Gu Cong added, but Xie Ye remained motionless.

As the epitome of diligence and dedication, Gu Cong wiped the cola can with a tissue again before handing it to the other person.

Still, Xie Ye remained unmoved.

In the dim light, he lazily leaned against the plush bunny behind him, his slender phoenix eyes slightly narrowed. Half-leaning, half-lounging, with his lips a vivid red, he repeated, "I also want a sip."

Enlightenment struck Gu Cong like a bolt from the blue.

His fingers, clutching the cola can, trembled with nervousness, whitening slightly. Under the unwavering gaze of the young man, he slowly took a small sip.

The dense bubbles burst in his mouth with a delightful sweetness. Tentatively, Gu Cong leaned forward, downwards, and somewhat awkwardly found those lips that offered no resistance, allowing him to pick them…

He gave them a gentle kiss.

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