He Broke Down

2 PM in the afternoon.

Qin Chaochen set up the fruit platter and four cups of tea.

“Chaochen, I’m dying here,” He Ze walked in from the doorway, “I need to use the bathroom first.”

Qin Chaochen: “…”

“How are things going with you and Fu Quezhi lately?” He Ze looked refreshed, ignoring Qin Chaochen’s disdainful look and insisted on getting close to him.

“Stay away from me,” Qin Chaochen pushed He Ze away with a finger.

“We’re brothers,” He Ze clicked his tongue, the more Qin Chaochen disliked him, the more he enjoyed it.

“Fu Quezhi and I are doing great,” Qin Chaochen punched He Ze a few times.

Fu Quezhi sat nearby, his gaze like a knife landing on He Ze, his cold demeanor slightly restrained.

“Chaochen, let me show you my gear,” He Ze took out his phone to show off.

Qin Chaochen glanced at it and was dazzled.

He sighed, “So flashy.”

“…” He Ze corrected, “It’s cool.”

“Fu Quezhi, what about yours?” Qin Chaochen looked over curiously.

Fu Quezhi took out his phone, and the car was very plain and simple, just a beginner’s race car.

Qin Chaochen disapproved.

“Your car’s performance isn’t good.”

Fu Quezhi didn’t care; he was just there to keep an eye on Yu Cheng.

“I’ll send you some gear,” Qin Chaochen happily decided. How could he let Fu Quezhi lose in the game? Fu Quezhi could only lose to him.

Can’t let He Ze show off.

“Favoritism, give me a set too,” He Ze immediately joined in the fun.

“Go play by yourself,” Qin Chaochen gave He Ze a critical hit.

He Ze: “…” His heart started to ache again.

Fu Quezhi pursed his lips, looking at the brand-new gear, which was exactly the same as Qin Chaochen’s setup, looking like a couple’s race car.

He Ze glanced a few times, realizing he was the clown.

He looked at his own luxurious gold and then at Qin Chaochen and Fu Quezhi’s silver-white race cars.

Why did he feel so tacky?

And especially in the way.

“Having the same race car setup as mine is only fair,” Qin Chaochen met Fu Quezhi’s gaze, explaining defensively, and then saw Fu Quezhi’s smile, feeling both shy and angry inside.

He said confidently, “What, did I say something wrong?”

Fu Quezhi: “No, but I will definitely beat you.”

Qin Chaochen accepted the challenge, “Who’s afraid of who.”

He Ze: “…”

Hey, can you respect me a little?

The doorbell rang.

He Ze’s eyes lit up, unusually enthusiastic, “I’ll get the door, don’t fight me for it.”

At the door, Yu Cheng nervously tidied his clothes.

“Hello, Young Master He,” Yu Cheng smiled politely.

He Ze: “…”

“You look like you’re attending a gala.”

Yu Cheng smiled awkwardly, looking particularly like a refined scoundrel, “I’m just too nervous.”

When He Ze opened the door, Yu Cheng indeed saw Qin Chaochen and Fu Quezhi, taking a deep breath, afraid he couldn’t control himself.

“Where are we playing?” Yu Cheng’s throat was dry, placing his hands properly on his knees, feeling like he was on fire inside.

Qin Chaochen: “In the living room.”

Too exciting, Yu Cheng drank several gulps of tea, but the fire in his heart wasn’t extinguished.

“Take out your stuff,” Qin Chaochen excitedly took out his phone.

Yu Cheng saw Fu Quezhi and He Ze also holding their phones, brainstorming, wondering if they were going to record something.

He also excitedly took out his phone.

As a playboy, Yu Cheng chuckled, teasing, “What am I taking out?”

Qin Chaochen: “…”

Fu Quezhi: “…”

He Ze: “…”

The air became silent, awkwardly silent.

This time, not only did Qin Chaochen suspect Yu Cheng’s brain wasn’t normal, but Fu Quezhi and He Ze also had their doubts.

Qin Chaochen, as the initiator of this game, couldn’t let the members feel awkward, so he kindly continued the conversation, “What are you taking out?”

Yu Cheng: “My one and only.”

Qin Chaochen: “Indifferent.jpg”

Fu Quezhi: “Indifferent.jpg”

He Ze: “Indifferent.jpg”

Qin Chaochen cleared his throat, “Let’s just play the game.” Otherwise, his toes would be out of control.

Fu Quezhi: “I agree.”

Yu Cheng also thought the game was the most important, drinking a few more gulps of tea.

Full of anticipation, “Let’s start.”

Qin Chaochen: “Just waiting for you, hurry up and click the invitation code I sent you.” Not even enthusiastic about playing the game, he sighed deeply.

Yu Cheng: “Oh, oh, oh.”

Yu Cheng clicked into the WeChat interface, opened Qin Chaochen’s profile, and the little person in his heart laughed while pounding the ground.

Then he saw it!!!

A KartRider interface.

The ad read: [Hurry up and get in the car, we can’t wait any longer!]

Yu Cheng froze, his fingers stiff above the phone, like an ice sculpture.

Qin Chaochen asked curiously, “Yu Cheng, why aren’t you getting in the car?”

Yu Cheng: “…”

He took a deep breath, “Bro, what kind of driving are you talking about?”

Qin Chaochen smiled proudly, standing tall, “Of course, KartRider.”

Yu Cheng cracked, in every possible way.

“Ka… KartRider?”

Yu Cheng couldn’t believe it, still fantasizing, “So drifting, mini-boost, and double-boost are?”

Qin Chaochen seriously replied, “You’re asking about racing techniques.”

Yu Cheng: “…”

Yu Cheng’s eyes widened, collapsing onto the sofa.

Today he wore a pink suit, making his skin look fair and his face handsome, now looking like a frosted little pink pig.

“Yu Cheng, what’s wrong? If you don’t have gear, we can give you some!” Qin Chaochen said worriedly.

Thinking, please don’t have an accident at my place, he’s willing to give gear to avert disaster.

Of course, he genuinely hoped Yu Cheng would be okay.

“Please stop talking,” Yu Cheng tried to stay calm, wiping his face and sitting up.

His heart was like ashes, “Come on, let’s drive.”

Qin Chaochen said seriously, “As long as you’re okay, playing games should be fun.”

Yu Cheng: “…”

Why do I suddenly feel so evil?

The four of them played a few rounds of the game, with Fu Quezhi blocking Qin Chaochen at the start, making Qin Chaochen anxious to tears.

He whined, “Fu Quezhi, don’t block me next round.”

“Games should be fair and just,” Fu Quezhi smiled.

He Ze: “…”

Yu Cheng: “…”

Why did I come here to eat dog food!!!

Yu Cheng felt much better after a few rounds, “I’ll head back first, had a lot of fun today.”

“That’s good, let’s play together again,” Qin Chaochen said kindly.

Yu Cheng didn’t comment, just responded. How could he have a future with KartRider, goodbye to you.

Yu Cheng stood up.

He Ze bumped Qin Chaochen’s shoulder with his, “When did you two get so close?”

Qin Chaochen also bumped He Ze’s shoulder hard, “None of your business.”

He Ze bumped back even harder.

Qin Chaochen lost his balance, about to fall, and hurriedly grabbed whatever was in front of him.

Yu Cheng’s face turned livid.

Fu Quezhi’s face turned livid.

Qin Chaochen steadied himself, looking up happily.

Yu Cheng’s belt fell, and his pants fell, revealing his boxers.

Qin Chaochen felt the thing in his hand was burning hot, immediately throwing the belt far away.

With a thud, the belt landed in the corner.

Qin Chaochen: “I-I didn’t mean to.”

He Ze held back laughter until his face turned red, his mouth corners unnaturally rising.

Fu Quezhi took a deep breath, looking at Yu Cheng’s broken face, feeling a bit guilty, “Young Master Yu, you might need a new pair of pants.”

“Are you going to stand here or…” Fu Quezhi kindly gave Yu Cheng a choice.

Can’t just stand here in the cold wind, right? That would be so chilly.

Yu Cheng wanted to bend down to pull up his pants, but bending down was so difficult.

Yu Cheng: “…”

Qin Chaochen picked up the belt, offering it with both hands, “Your belt.”

Yu Cheng took the belt, pulling up his pants in one go.

“I’ll head back first,” Yu Cheng showed a strong smile.

He walked out of the apartment step by step, and as soon as he was out of their sight, he quickly ran into his car.

He Ze held back laughter, “Should I leave too?”

He Ze ran out of the apartment, “Hahaha!”

Only Qin Chaochen and Fu Quezhi were left in the apartment, along with He Ze’s maniacal echo.

“I really didn’t mean it,” Qin Chaochen said with a bitter face, feeling especially sorry for Yu Cheng.

Thinking about how uncomfortable he looked pulling up his pants, he felt uncomfortable too.

“Go wash your hands first,” Fu Quezhi comforted him, “Yu Cheng is a generous person.”

“He was still smiling when someone else cheated on him.”

After all, it was mutual cheating.

“Then he’s really pitiful,” Qin Chaochen felt even more sympathy for Yu Cheng, being cheated on and still smiling, how hard life must be.

“I’ll definitely keep inviting him to drive in the future.”

Fu Quezhi also found it strange, Yu Cheng really came to drive, didn’t expect Yu Cheng’s company to be so busy yet he still made time to drive.

*

Fu Quezhi and Qin Chaochen rarely had an afternoon together, and when the weather was slightly cool, they went out.

Fu Quezhi went to buy drinks, and Qin Chaochen sat in the park waiting for him.

At this time, a reporter with a microphone approached Qin Chaochen, “Sir, we’re from XX TV station, can we ask you a question?”

Qin Chaochen: “Sure.”

“How should we address you, sir?”

“My surname is Qin.”

The reporter enthusiastically asked, “When there’s a conflict or unhappiness between you and your friends, what do you do?”

Qin Chaochen was startled, suspecting big data had found him.

“If it’s my fault, I would feel very guilty and try to make it up to them. But playing with them is fun, no matter what, I still think we’re friends.”

“Thank you, Mr. Qin, for your answer.”

Qin Chaochen politely said, “No problem.”

The reporter and cameraman walked away, to a shady spot, the reporter smiled wickedly, “Remember to edit the video, words like these can’t attract the public’s attention anymore.”

Cameraman: “Will do.”

“Chaochen, have some water,” Fu Quezhi smiled at Qin Chaochen.

Qin Chaochen’s heart started pounding again, unsure if it was his eighteen-year-old heart or if it started beating the moment he met Fu Quezhi.

▍Author’s Note

Qin Chaochen (guilty): I’m really sorry for him.