Ye Qiu whispered, “Aren’t you afraid of what I might do to you?”
“What could you possibly do…” Cen Chen stuttered for a moment before happily continuing, “I trust you. Don’t people say that love is indulgent and affection is restraint? The test for you has come.”
Ye Qiu nearly wanted to test whether his behind could withstand punishment for saying such things at this time. He gritted his teeth and said, “Don’t worry, I will definitely restrain myself.”
Cen Chen instantly beamed with joy and led the way to arrange their luggage.
Thus, the decision to live together was finalized.
During the night, some entertainment was necessary; the two had reconciled, and the game they previously canceled could be picked up again.
“Do you want to go back to the game?” Cen Chen suggested.
In real life, there were too many constraints on him due to his identity, preventing him from expressing his affection like other couples could, but in the game, separated by a network cable, no one knew anyone—he could indulge in showing off his love.
Ye Qiu placed his clothes in the wardrobe, “Do you want to go back?”
It had been over a month since his character logged in; after all, the game was the one that had introduced them, and Cen Chen nodded, “I do. What about you?”
“If you want to go, I’ll accompany you.” Ye Qiu agreed.
Since he had spoken up, it showed he had some thoughts about it, and as a partner, he naturally needed to be responsible in this regard.
“I wonder if I can still receive last month’s outfits and toys.” Cen Chen lamented, volunteering to set up both of their computers together. “You wash up first, and I’ll download the game.”
Ye Qiu obediently took a towel and entered the shower room.
“Thankfully, I didn’t miss out.” Cen Chen took out his computer, logged into his account, and looked at the familiar screen, once again relieved. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread thinking about what could have happened if He Yebai hadn’t asked Han Hongxin to invite Ye Qiu to the offline meeting of the “Heroic Jianghu.”
So dull; the 99+ notices in the game were all system messages directed at him. His only game friend, Lung Cong Jin Ye, hadn’t left him a message since he learned about He Yebai.
With a fleeting gaze, he opened Ye Qiu’s computer; this person’s game might be even more fun than his.
Cen Chen looked at the somewhat familiar account on the screen and finally realized why the items Ye Qiu had thrown in the corner of the room looked so familiar.
A lamp, a microphone—wasn’t this the streaming equipment often used by company hosts?
With suspicion in mind, he logged into the level 109 account and saw the chat history—it was strange, very strange.
The account “From Mountain to Jade” was pristine, pristine to the point of only having two friends—himself and Ye Qiu, with the highest affinity being between them. The problem was that this account had never had a conversation with “Late Maple Leaf Sad?”
This was someone he thought was Ye Qiu’s friend in real life, even a host he consulted about relationship issues, seemingly his boyfriend’s own account?
Of course, he couldn’t jump to conclusions based solely on one account.
Maybe they were simply close friends exchanging accounts to play, and it was a common fact that players often hired someone to play on their behalf when they were too busy.
Just then, Ye Qiu finished his shower, wrapped in a bathrobe; usually, this would make him nosebleed, but now, his mind was full of questions.
Cen Chen scrutinized Ye Qiu before hesitantly asking, “Hey, boyfriend, do you know any particularly impressive hosts in the game?”
The author has something to say: Ah, the dramatic drop of the mask, a happy drop.
Chapter 52: Gaming Narrative PUA Male
“No, why do you ask?” Ye Qiu replied, wiping his hair with a towel, puzzled.
Most people watch hosts play games with specific intentions—either to learn skills or for entertainment.
He himself was very skilled at gaming and was a host; why would he need others?
“Have you played on a friend’s account?” Cen Chen raised his head to glance at Ye Qiu, then continued to log into the suspicious game account, asking.
Could it be that Ye Qiu didn’t know the identity of the host “From Mountain to Jade”?
Ye Qiu’s heart skipped a beat as he remembered something, slowly blinking and sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to confuse Cen Chen with a cute demeanor. “It seems I haven’t. Why do you ask?”
He didn’t have many friends in the game—one was “Late Maple Leaf Sad,” another was “He Yebai,” and finally “From Mountain to Jade,” which he could easily flip through.
Cen Chen was puzzled, frowning as he repeatedly confirmed the account on the computer, even opening his own game interface to compare the details of his game friends’ characters with those on Ye Qiu’s computer.
“Are all the game accounts on your computer yours?” Cen Chen continued to probe.
Wasn’t “From Mountain to Jade” a character who was very familiar with Ye Qiu, like a pair of twins—how could anyone not know what their brother did?
“Not entirely; I have other work accounts too,” Ye Qiu said, pushing his damp hair back and, along with Cen Chen, looked at the computer, responding slowly. Since he couldn’t hide it any longer, it was better to expose it with confidence.
The words “myself” felt like a bombshell in Cen Chen’s heart. What if there was a possibility that “Late Maple Leaf Sad” and “From Mountain to Jade” were the same person?
If one were to investigate, the timing of “From Mountain to Jade”‘s appearances was too coincidental, appearing just when the two had conflicts. On the very first day of live streaming, he even played the game with him, and subsequently, every time Ye Qiu appeared in real life, “From Mountain to Jade” wouldn’t livestream that evening.
Their names, “From Mountain to Jade,” were identical; each character had a unique ID. Cen Chen stared at the two strings of numbers, confirming repeatedly until he could be certain.
“From Mountain to Jade” was Ye Qiu!
Cen Chen stared intently at the seemingly innocent Ye Qiu sitting beside him. “Honestly tell me, are you ‘From Mountain to Jade’?”
Poor Cen Chen finally realized something was off; no wonder “From Mountain to Jade” always appeared mysteriously and acted strangely, saying odd things, but everything he did was related to Ye Qiu. He had naively thought “From Mountain to Jade” was a kind-hearted good person.
This meant that Ye Qiu’s behavior these past few days had all been a ruse; he had foolishly asked how to pursue himself online.
Cen Chen’s expression changed, filled with embarrassment and anger. How could this person be so unreasonable?
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