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Chapter 4: Finding a Way to Sleep Together
Luo Tiancheng took the subway to meet him, spending the entire journey thinking about how to convince the other person to stay up all night playing games with him.
If the other person slept deeply enough, he could finally experience what it felt like to kiss…
“Could it be… that I’ve really fallen for him? After all, Light used to be my idol…”
Luo Tiancheng asked himself this question repeatedly in his heart.
He had never been in love before, never liked anyone, so he didn’t understand.
He knew what he was doing was wrong.
Therefore, just this once. As long as he could obtain the Dream Connection props, he could complete his tasks through dreams in the future and wouldn’t disturb or harass anyone.
Luo Tiancheng bought a bag of snacks and carried it to He Yinhui’s house. After taking several deep breaths, he finally mustered the courage to ring the doorbell.
“Who is it?”
“It’s me, Wuyue Qingfeng.”
“You’re here already? Come in!”
He Yinhui opened the door with a smile—seeing him in real life was even more striking than in photos, which made Luo Tiancheng feel even more awkward, nervous, and infatuated.
When He Yinhui saw Luo Tiancheng, he was momentarily stunned, then asked in surprise, “Bro, why don’t you show your face when you look like this? As a streamer, having such a handsome face but not showing it—do you know how many fans you’re losing?”
Luo Tiancheng’s brain translated this as: He thinks I’m good-looking!
“Th-thank you…”
“Thank me for what? I’m saying you’re losing fans!”
“Huh? Oh… I can’t show my face.”
“…You’re not actually using cheats and afraid of being exposed, are you?” For a streamer, looks were incredibly important. What reason could he possibly have to give up such a trump card?
“Of course not! If you don’t believe me, we can stay up all night playing a few rounds. I’ll play right beside you.”
“Hahaha, with that, I naturally believe you. Since you have your reasons, I won’t push it, though it’s a bit of a shame. Have you eaten dinner?”
Luo Tiancheng, who hadn’t had time to eat, glanced at the time and assumed He Yinhui had already eaten, so he lied, “I’ve eaten. What about you?”
“I’ve eaten too. Let’s head to the gaming room and play. Are you streaming tonight?”
“No, you can stream.”
“Alright, don’t worry, I won’t record you.”
“Okay.”
He Yinhui led him to the gaming room, which had six computers. “Back when I was competing, I kept a few extra computers at home for practice. Sit here; the camera won’t catch you.”
“Thank you.”
“Log in first. I’ll go grab some fruit.”
“Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it. We’re teaming up tonight, and we’re definitely going to crush the other side.”
“Mm-hmm~”
He Yinhui was very enthusiastic, cutting three plates of different fruits for him. “I can’t eat while streaming, so these are all yours.”
After starting his stream, he titled the room: “Tonight’s Special Guest: The Great ‘Wuyue Qingfeng’ at My Place.”
The fans were puzzled: “Why can’t we see him?”
He Yinhui laughed and replied, “He’s too good-looking. I’m afraid he’ll steal the spotlight. Anyway, you can hear his voice here, so don’t expect to see his face.”
Luo Tiancheng, blushing, joined the room he had created, not daring to speak.
“Not showing your face is fine, but can you at least say something to us?”
Luo Tiancheng glanced at He Yinhui and spoke into his computer, “Hello everyone, I’m Wuyue Qingfeng.”
“Wow, it really is his voice!”
“These two actually met up so quickly!”
“Are you really that good-looking? I’m so curious about what you look like!”
He Yinhui said, “Alright, stop it, his face is turning red.”
“Ahhhh, now I want to see even more!”
He Yinhui said, “You should focus on our skills instead.”
Someone commented, “Whether it’s a cheat or not, the answer will be revealed soon.”
“Yeah, yeah, hurry up and start a game to see his real skills.”
The game began, and He Yinhui asked, “Shall we jump together?”
Luo Tiancheng softly agreed, “Mhm.”
High-end computers and professional keyboards and mice made a noticeable difference, with extremely responsive controls. Luo Tiancheng felt incredibly comfortable, and within the first three minutes, he had taken down four opponents.
The live chat exploded: “Isn’t this kind of gameplay more like a cheat? This is way too impressive!”
“This guy must be a pro player!”
He Yinhui: “…After this match, I’m ending the stream.”
The fans protested: “Ahhh, why why? Just one game?”
He Yinhui explained, “I want to convince him to join a professional team. He’s definitely a talent.”
“I see… Well, good luck then!”
Luo Tiancheng: “…”
In truth, he had considered joining a team, but family matters would inevitably interfere, possibly even affecting the entire team and its reputation.
Today, with He Yinhui personally streaming with him to clear his name, his fan count would likely skyrocket. As for income, it should be enough to get by.
Of course, the most important thing right now was: to survive.
Whether it was gaming or chatting, he had to find a way to stay overnight tonight and seize the opportunity to complete his mission.
…
After He Yinhui ended the stream, he sat down in front of Luo Tiancheng and said, “Qingfeng, I really think you could become a professional player. I know a few familiar teams I could recommend you to. Don’t worry, the pay is very good.”
Luo Tiancheng, looking into his sincere eyes, decided to honestly share his situation, except for the part about his rare illness.
Although this might lower He Yinhui’s opinion of him, Luo Tiancheng didn’t want to hide his messy background just because of that layer of affection.
He Yinhui listened carefully and sighed, “…I see… I’m sorry.”
“Ah, no need to apologize, that’s just how my family is. Um… I really enjoy teaming up with you. Can we play a bit longer tonight?”
“Sure. This time, you can stream, and I’ll help you attract fans.”
“Thank you!”
The two of them played ten matches afterward, all of which were crushing victories. The random teams they faced lamented, “We’ve run into the national team, gg!”
With the account “So handsome it’s beyond help” making a guest appearance, Wuyue Qingfeng’s live stream viewership skyrocketed, and his fan count multiplied.
Both of them were exhausted, and He Yinhui naturally invited him to stay over: “It’s too late. Why don’t you stay here tonight?”
Luo Tiancheng was inwardly celebrating, but then He Yinhui immediately added, “The guest room has been cleaned by the housekeeper, so you can sleep there directly.”
“…Thank you.”
Luo Tiancheng smiled on the outside but was bleeding inside—how could he get a kiss if they weren’t sleeping in the same room?
If only his house didn’t have a guest room!
No choice, he had to sleep in the guest room for now.
In the middle of the night, thunder and rain suddenly struck. Luo Tiancheng, awakened by the thunder, hatched a plan. He decisively grabbed his pillow and blanket and went to knock on He Yinhui’s bedroom door: “Sorry, are you awake?”
He Yinhui happened to be awakened by the thunder as well and replied, “I’m awake, what’s the matter? Is something wrong?”
Luo Tiancheng put on a performance, trying his best to appear particularly timid: “I’m sorry… I… I’m really, really scared of thunder… Could I possibly sleep with you?”
“…”
He Yinhui got up and opened the Gate for him: “Come on in, my bed is big.”
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