138. Baby Glutinous Dumplings
He Jin returned to the house he shared with Qin Yang with a sense of loss and uneasiness. Qin Yang hadn't returned yet, so He Jin sat alone on the sofa in a daze.
The small stalk of cobalt grass on the coffee table had almost covered the pot. There were apricots and dragon fruits that Qin Yang had bought a few days ago in the fruit platter. They were still very fresh. On the built-in shelf on the wall to the right of the sofa were various figurines of gods and demons that the game company had given Qin Yang in the early years. In the kitchen, there were two pairs of clean bowls and chopsticks, covered with gauze to prevent dust. Those were his masterpieces. The bedroom door was wide open, and he could see the unobstructed bed inside. That lazy Qin Yang hadn't folded his quilt. The cotton slippers he had bought at Muji were scattered on the ground. The carpet had been used for half a year and was already a little dirty, but it still looked very warm … His gaze passed through the bedroom window to the balcony outside. The sky was gray.
This was their world. They cooked and ate like husband and wife here, kissed and hugged unscrupulously, and talked about love freely … In just half a year, this small nest of less than 50 square meters was filled with beautiful memories. He really couldn't bear to part with it.
However, he couldn't forget his father, who had a slightly hunched back, and his mother, who was suffering from depression. He couldn't let his father bear the responsibility of taking care of his sick mother alone. That woman really had a mental problem. This was also his responsibility, and he couldn't escape it.
He Jin covered his face. The corners of his eyes were sore, and he didn't know what to do.
At around ten o 'clock in the evening, Qin Yang flew back from C City. He had just recorded an entertainment talk show as a guest there, which would be broadcast during prime time next week.
He Jin received a call from Qin Yang that he was almost home. He quickly adjusted his mood and took the dragon fruits to peel and cut them into small pieces.
His knife skills were very poor, and the cuts were uneven. It took him a long time to finish. He placed them in two glass bowls and drizzled a little honey. Just as he was done, Qin Yang opened the door and came in.
After putting down his luggage, the travel-worn young man quickly walked into the kitchen and hugged He Jin. Without waiting for him to turn around, he passionately kissed the back of He Jin's neck, ears, and cheek from behind.
There was the smell of gel on his head, and his body was stained with a mixture of perfume. He Jin turned his head to receive his kiss. His slightly cold lips and burning tongue were lingering.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Qin Yang couldn't get enough of kissing her. After kissing her for more than ten minutes, he still didn't let go. He whimpered, "Honey, I miss you ~"
"… Are you a dog? You're kissing people the moment you see them. Let go!" He Jin smiled and patted the back of Huo Yao's hand, which was wrapped around him. He passed the bowl on the chopping board to him and said, "Here, hurry up and eat."
Qin Yang was touched. He held the bowl and stretched his neck over to steal a kiss on He Jin's cheek. He picked up a piece of dragon fruit with a wooden fork and put it in his mouth as he asked, "How is your mother?"
He Jin lowered his eyes. "It's alright. I ran away from home for half a year. She wasn't in a good mood, so I went back and reconciled with her."
Qin Yang pursed his lips, looking unhappy. He knew that He Jin's family might be the greatest obstacle on their path together, so he sometimes' maliciously 'hoped that He Jin could completely sever ties with his family. That way, He Jin could only stay by his side.
He Jin rolled his eyes at him. "What are you thinking about?"
Qin Yang was surprised. "Nothing!"
He Jin was speechless. "It's all written on your face."
Qin Yang: "…"
He Jin: "I know you don't like her very much. I also have opinions about her since I was young, but she's still my mother."
"Alright, I was wrong, alright? But I'm really worried that she'll come and break us up!" Qin Yang ate for a while, then suddenly looked up and asked, "If your mother asked me to break up with you, would you agree?"
He Jin was shocked and smiled bitterly. Qin Yang's intuition was really accurate. "No." He answered very simply, but in his heart, he said, "I'm sorry, Qin Yang. Because she might never know that I was with you."
Qin Yang was happy with this answer for a long time. At night, after taking a shower and lying on the bed, he pestered He Jin to make love. Not only did He Jin not refuse, but he also took the initiative like never before.
… I'm a pure divider …
After that, the two of them hugged each other. Qin Yang was so happy that he almost went to heaven.
In the next few days, Qin Yang's work temporarily came to an end, and he returned to school. Because of the Godfiend advertisement, Qin Yang was no longer just a famous school hunk. In addition, with the new batch of students entering the school, many students who played Godfiend games started chasing after Qin Yang like they were chasing after a star. However, the atmosphere inside Huaxia University was still quite good. Qin Yang only felt that more people turned their heads when he walked outside, but there were no other problems.
A week later, Qin Yang's interview program from Province H was broadcast. That night, He Jin and Qin Yang also watched the program.
Qin Yang on the television was very handsome and very charming. He calmly responded to the various questions from the host. He was both cold and intellectual, so perfect that it was almost impeccable. Huaxia University's top student in the Mechanic class, the number one expert player in Godfiend, a game streamer with an annual income of millions … A series of sparkling keywords decorated this young man who was only twenty-two years old. It was really too eye-catching.
As He Jin watched the television, he repeatedly compared the person on the screen with the person sitting beside him.
"What's wrong?" Qin Yang asked with a smile. "Am I handsome?"
He Jin looked at him and said, "Why do I feel like you're a different person on the television?" That's right, the Qin Yang he was familiar with was passionate, a little willful, and a little two-faced. He would often act like a spoiled child, and sometimes he was even a little funny …
"Of course!" Qin Yang grabbed his shoulder and pulled him into his arms. "I'll only show the real me to you."
He Jin: "…"
At the end of the interview, Qin Yang politely asked the audience in front of the television that he was still studying at Huaxia University. If there were any juniors who liked him or other young people, please understand that he did not want to be disturbed.
He Jin said worriedly, "What's the point of saying that? Now that you're on TV, more people will probably know about you. More and more people will come to harass you in school, right? "
"I can't help it. This is the price of being famous. At most, I'll apply for a correspondence course from the school and get my classmates to copy the courseware for me. Then, I won't go to class and will only take the final exam." Qin Yang looked at He Jin and said, "What about you? Has anyone been giving you trouble recently?"
He Jin smiled. "I'm already in my fourth year. I only have two classes a week now, and I don't run into anyone."
Actually, there were. When He Jin went to school the day before yesterday, he met a few pretty junior girls who stopped him to ask about Qin Yang's private affairs. They even immaturely asked about his relationship with Qin Yang, making him feel particularly awkward. However, he did not tell Qin Yang because they did not have much time left. No matter how troublesome it was, He Jin would endure it.
Qin Yang grabbed his hand and caressed it. "Then I'm relieved. The person I'm most worried about is you."
After the TV interview was broadcasted, Qin Yang became even more popular as expected. It was as if he had become a hot idol of the new generation overnight. In the next few days, he took on many more activities. Of course, his income continued to rise, snowballing, and he earned more and more.
One night, Qin Yang counted his income for the past three months with He Jin. Starting from the Godfiend endorsement, the miscellaneous interviews, advertisements, magazine cover shoots, and the signing fees from entertainment companies added up to tens of millions! Because he was too busy, the livestream on Feiyou Network had already stopped. Now, he found a financial management company to help him with his finances. He was also preparing to invest in a small game.
Qin Yang did not hide anything from He Jin. He was proud and flattering, as if he desperately wanted He Jin's praise and recognition. He looked forward to He Jin completely recognizing how good he was, worshiping him, and never leaving him again.
With this as the price, Qin Yang also became busier and busier. He could not even squeeze out time to play with He Jin. That night, He Jin put on the game helmet alone and logged into Godfiend.
The game world was as lively as ever. All his friends were there, the rice and corn in the yard were all ripe, and the peach blossoms were also very good. Liluo saw that he was online and asked him to do a dungeon. She said that Shishui and the others were there, but He Jin refused. He rode Flaming Qiongqi alone and took Baby Glutinous Rice Ball around to see the scenery.
After a while, Shishui sent a message asking, "Where's Wuqing? Are you two immortal couples planning to leave the organization?"
Ah Jin: "He's been super busy recently, so I came up to collect the land. You guys play. ^_^”
He learned from Shang Yang to slap Smiley's face, but he really could not smile. After walking around, he took Glutinous Rice Ball to the Imperial City to find the vendor who sold candied fruits. He bought ten skewers in one go and squatted at the corner of the Imperial City to eat them. The candied fruits were sour and astringent, so sour that tears came out of his eyes. His mood did not improve at all.
He remembered going to school during the day to hand in his thesis proposal and then going back to his dorm to pack up. When he left the school gate, he met someone who looked like a reporter, asking if he was called He Jin and if he played Godfiend. He also asked if he and Qin Yang were a couple. He said with a pale face, "I have nothing to do with Qin Yang, and I don't play games. You've got the wrong person."
Soon after, his mother called and asked when he was coming home. She said that she bought him a few watermelons on the street today, but that was a fruit that was only available in the summer, and it was already November.
He Jin wiped the corners of his eyes that were not wet. He hugged the soulless baby system and kissed it. "Glutinous Rice Ball, Daddy won't be coming for a while."
After a year, his in-game appearance had grown four years older, becoming an eighteen year old. He originally wanted to make up for the eight years that he had lost in Shang Yang's growth, but he was unable to do so now.
Glutinous Rice Ball felt He Jin's emotions and cried out, his eyes filled with tears.
He Jin rubbed against him reluctantly. "I don't know when I'll come again. When I come back, will you still be my son …"
Glutinous Rice Ball: "Alright … alright!"
He Jin's eyes widened in surprise. Was Glutinous Rice Ball calling him "Daddy"? It could actually speak!
Glutinous Rice Ball cried out again, "Alright, alright!" This time, it was clearer.
He Jin was pleasantly surprised and sad. He hugged Glutinous Rice Ball tightly in his arms and said cruelly, "I'm leaving. Baby, remember to comfort the other daddy for Daddy and stay with him forever, okay?"
Glutinous Rice Ball shouted anxiously, "Alright, alright! Alright, alright! "
He Jin kissed him. "Although you're just a baby system, you're too smart … I'll miss you, baby Glutinous Rice Ball."
He logged off and took off his helmet.
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