The soundproofing in this house is excellent; Tong Sui, just one wall away, would have no idea what Chi Xingyu was doing. After an unknown amount of time, Chi Xingyu finally emerged from the bathroom.
The pajamas that were too big for Tong Sui fit Chi Xingyu perfectly. With broad shoulders and long legs, even in pajamas, his proportions were striking.
Tong Sui complained a bit, “You took such a long time in the shower.”
Chi Xingyu lowered his head, looking a bit unnatural as he mumbled a response. His damp black hair was pushed back, and his sharp brow bones were clearly visible.
What caught more attention was his bright red ears.
Tong Sui assumed Chi Xingyu had been in the shower for too long and had flushed from the heat, so he didn’t pay it much attention as he walked past and headed for the bathroom.
Suddenly, Chi Xingyu reached out to stop him.
Tong Sui looked confused. “What’s wrong?”
“Um…” Chi Xingyu said softly, “Maybe you should wait a bit to go in. I just finished showering, and it’s steamy and humid in there.”
Although Chi Xingyu had meticulously cleaned up after his shower, he felt guilty. What if he missed something or there was still a lingering odor?
“Alright.”
Tong Sui waited outside for ten minutes before finally grabbing his clothes and going in.
There was no steam in the bathroom; apart from a faint scent, there seemed to be a hint of something else in the air, but it was too faint to identify.
Chi Xingyu sat outside, distractedly flipping through his practice book, glancing towards the bathroom now and then, lost in thought.
The sound of running water stopped, and after a while, Tong Sui emerged with wet hair.
Their eyes met.
Chi Xingyu, acting uncharacteristically, quickly looked away, his lowered lashes concealing his flustered expression.
Tong Sui walked over and asked, “Are there some questions you don’t know how to solve?”
Chi Xingyu was taken aback but quickly realized that Tong Sui thought he was stuck on a problem, so he replied quietly, “No.”
Tong Sui raised an eyebrow slightly. “Really?”
Chi Xingyu replied, “Mm.”
Tong Sui looked down at the questions he had written; even after all this time, the page remained completely blank. Clearly, Chi Xingyu hadn’t written a single word during that time.
“Why aren’t you writing?”
Chi Xingyu didn’t seem like someone who would lose interest quickly, but studying is often tedious and boring, and once motivation wanes, it’s easy to slack off.
However, Chi Xingyu’s attitude exceeded Tong Sui’s expectations. Without another word, he grabbed his pen and said, “I’ll write now.”
Tong Sui acknowledged him and, seeing it was still early, decided to dry his hair and sit nearby to watch him write.
Chi Xingyu could handle the basic questions independently. After sitting there for a while, Tong Sui began to feel bored and shifted his gaze to the nearby computer.
Earlier, while organizing, Chi Xingyu had connected everything, stirring some gaming itch in Tong Sui, who had been so into playing yesterday.
He powered on the computer. “Take your time writing; I’ll supervise you from here.”
After turning on the computer, Tong Sui instinctively opened a live stream.
The camera didn’t avoid anything, facing him directly.
A flood of viewers tuned in, greeted by this scene.
Without any deliberate lighting or angle adjustments, Tong Sui’s skin glowed white with a faint pink hue, his dark and bright eyes fixed on the screen, and his slightly upturned lips looked inviting.
The barrage of comments began:
– “Aww, I’m so happy, baby is live again!!”
– “The background has changed; did you move? It’s so big! The bedding is so cute!”
– “Can we have a room tour? I’d love to see!”
– “Be sure to close all the curtains and don’t expose your address!”
Tong Sui read the comments and replied, “I just moved today, I’m so tired.”
His voice was soft and sweet, trailing off like he was being playful with the viewers.
The comments continued:
– “Give Xingrui a massage, if you’re tired, just stream for a little and then rest.”
– “Host, give an address; I’ll come help massage you, I promise not to do anything else.”
– “Where’s Chi dog?? What’s his use if he’s not helping now??”
“He is helping, but I’m still tired,” Tong Sui said, opening the game. “So I want to play a few rounds to relax.”
Tong Sui forgot that his gaming experiences were mostly shaped by Chi Xingyu, and now that he was playing alone, he became flustered when he encountered other players.
He furrowed his brow, fully focused on the game.
This was Chi Xingyu’s first close-up experience of watching Tong Sui live stream.
The feeling was entirely different from just watching through a screen; it was much more vivid in person, with every little expression being incredibly endearing.
After failing several times in the game, Tong Sui tossed aside the mouse and unconsciously glanced at Chi Xingyu, as if to complain but more like he was seeking comfort.
“Aren’t you done writing yet?”
There were other people in the room?
The viewers initially didn’t notice the few practice books in the corner of the frame until that cool, distinct voice broke the tranquility.
“Not yet.”
The comments exploded:
– “????”
– “Is that Chi Xingyu’s voice?”
– “It’s so late, and he’s still in Tong Sui’s room; is he planning to spend the night?”
– “Wait, it turns out Tong Sui said he was tired not only because of moving; perhaps for other reasons…”
– “I see the books on the table; could it be Tong Sui is gaming while Chi God obediently does his homework? It’s just like a charming girlfriend accompanying her boyfriend at an internet café; aww, that’s so cute!”
– “Hahaha, this is killing me, Chi God, don’t sleep too soundly tonight.”
Suddenly, another figure appeared in Tong Sui’s previously solo frame, a strikingly cool face with an entirely different style. As he turned sideways, his prominent cheekbones and jawline hinted at an elegance that seemed more planned out than most people’s life goals.