Turning off the shower head switch, Chu Qianze put on his pajamas, opened the door, and walked out. He saw Zong Xinjue sitting on the sofa, engrossed in something.
Zong Xinjue had genuinely put on his clothes, and at the moment, without any intentional styling, he naturally leaned on the sofa. The corners of his mouth involuntarily lifted, giving off a sweet sense of satisfaction, like a grandfather witnessing his grandson’s success. Because he was so engrossed in what he was looking at, he hadn’t even noticed Chu Qianze’s arrival.
“What are you looking at? You’re smiling like that,” Chu Qianze said, circling around the sofa and pouring himself a glass of water.
Only then did Zong Xinjue react, turning the screen around. “The forum exploded with your topic.”
“I just saw it a moment ago.”
Chu Qianze walked over with the glass in hand, propping his elbow on the back of the sofa and leaning in to glance at the screen. “I thought you’d seen it already,” considering you used to spend every day on the forum.
At this remark, Zong Xinjue’s gaze flickered for a moment. “I didn’t really check it yesterday.”
After going offline the day before yesterday, he’s been thinking about meeting up, with no inclination to do anything else. He spent all of yesterday selecting clothes, figuring out how to win someone over. Who has time to browse the forum?
“Is that so?” Chu Qianze ruffled the other’s hair, still not getting serious.
Zong Xinjue made a sound of agreement, his gaze returning to the barrage and comments. Meanwhile, he casually liked the comments praising Chu Qianze.
“You’re a celebrity now, too.”
“A celebrity without a name?” Chu Qianze teased.
Zong Xinjue found it amusing and raised his head. “If you just go out and announce it now, won’t you have a name? The popularity of a recent post seeking a mentor exploded, and there’s even a reward for your ID information.”
Chu Qianze hadn’t seen that yet, and his interest was piqued. “Really? Where is it? Let me take a look.”
The screen was adjusted to another page, and Chu Qianze leaned over to glance through. “Seeking mentor for a fee, price negotiable, no upper limit… doesn’t seem very reliable, does it?”
“It does seem quite fishy, but look at this player’s ID, a big spender in RMB, in the top three of the game’s rich list – money is not an issue for them.”
Zong Xinjue had some insights about this player. “I heard before that they wanted to form their own team and break into the professional scene. Posting this, they probably want to find you, test the waters, or maybe even recruit you directly.”
“So, this post is basically a decoy,” Chu Qianze said, taking a sip of water to clear his throat.
“Not exactly. Even if it’s not about recruiting you into their team, if you agree to take them as your disciple, the price probably wouldn’t be low.”
Chu Qianze replied, “You know all this? Impressive.”
“After all, being a big spender, they always spend money on things. We had some cooperation before, so I have a bit of an understanding of them.”
Zong Xinjue analyzed calmly and then seemed to casually add, “This person also likes men, and you happen to fit his ideal type.”
Chu Qianze paused in his drinking, blinked, and looked at Zong Xinjue. Why did that comment sound a bit sour?
“What about you?” Chu Qianze asked.
“What?” Zong Xinjue still seemed subtly acidic.
Chu Qianze leaned forward, directly resting on the back of the sofa, turned his head to the side, and looked at the person beside him. There was a hint of warmth in the corners of his eyes. “Am I your ideal type?”
Zong Xinjue turned his head away, his palm pressing against his ear. “…Somewhat.”
“It sounds a bit forced.”
Chu Qianze lowered his head against the fabric, sounding a bit disappointed. “Come to think of it, the first time we met, you killed me and sent me back to the resurrection point. Then, the second time we met, you only walked with me because of a mission.”
“Not as you think,” Zong Xinjue turned slightly, pulled down the hem of his clothes, as if building himself up psychologically, and finally said, “The first time we met, I thought you were deliberately looking for trouble. Logically, I should have been disgusted, but I felt a flutter in my heart. I even had the crazy idea of tying you to my side. I was conflicted and had crazy thoughts. At that time, I thought of getting you to leave before things got out of control…”
As he spoke, his voice grew quieter and eventually disappeared. Such dissecting of psychological processes was really embarrassing.
Chu Qianze lifted his head, tugging at the other’s ear, which felt a bit warm. “So, it was love at first sight, huh?”
“Yes,” Zong Xinjue replied directly. His gaze fell on Chu Qianze’s face, attempting to analyze the other’s thoughts. Before he could make sense of it, he was about to drown in the other’s eyes. There was simply no resistance.
Chu Qianze raised his hand and touched Zong Xinjue’s head. “Your hair isn’t dry yet.”
“I like it to air dry naturally.”
Zong Xinjue finally regained his composure and remembered the seduction plan he had just devised. “Are you tired now?”
Finishing the water in his cup, Chu Qianze lifted his long legs, straddling the sofa and sitting next to Zong Xinjue. “Actually, it’s not bad. After that time, I don’t feel very tired.”
“How about we chat then?”
Zong Xinjue sat cross-legged, his body temperature quite high, and Chu Qianze could feel the warmth from him.
Placing the cup on the coffee table, Chu Qianze said, “Sure, let me find some snacks. I just had breakfast not long ago, so I’m not very hungry… let’s just leave it at that for now.”
Zong Xinjue nodded, his gaze falling on a bottle in the nearby cabinet. “I saw massage oil for aromatherapy here. Are you feeling uncomfortable?”
Chu Qianze followed his gaze to the cabinet. “I bought a set of equipment for relaxation after exercising. The massage oil is a complimentary gift, and I haven’t opened it yet.”
Zong Xinjue remained composed. “I learned some techniques during my fitness training that are suitable for relaxing muscles after exercise. Want to give it a try? I can chat with you while doing it.”
“You still know how to do this?” Chu Qianze followed his lead, “Recently, my muscles have been a bit tight, so I’ll rely on you.”
“No trouble.” Zong Xinjue stood up, picked up the equipment, glanced at the brand, and then came to the side of the sofa after opening it.
“Can the sofa here be adjusted?”
“Yeah, feel free to adjust it yourself.”
Chu Qianze opened the permissions and moved his consciousness to his light brain, giving Zong Xinjue access.
After some adjustments, Zong Xinjue tilted the backrest of the nearby single sofa, aligning it with the seat, and the surrounding armrests expanded accordingly. “Come over here; it’s more convenient.”
Chu Qianze’s eyes shifted slightly, and he stood up, walking over. “What do I need to do?”
“You can sit here first.” Zong Xinjue gestured to the front of the single sofa and placed a pillow.
Chu Qianze took a seat and proactively asked, “Should I take off my shirt?”
“It’s better if you do.”
Nodding, Chu Qianze simply pulled his shirt up, his hair falling messily over the neckline and hanging in front of his forehead. He squinted slightly, sweeping the stray strands back. This time, he felt a bit more comfortable.
As Zong Xinjue looked at the upper body of this person, his gaze lingered on the eight-pack and couldn’t move away. After all the hard work he had put into training, he still couldn’t achieve what this person had naturally…
Normally, in Chu Qianze’s loose-fitting clothes, his tall and slender figure didn’t reveal much about his muscle definition. Now that the hindrance was removed, Zong Xinjue realized that, underneath it all, Chu Qianze had the type of physique that looked slender in clothes but muscular without them.
“And then?” Chu Qianze tossed his shirt to the side, asking.
“Lie down here,” Zong Xinjue instructed.
Following the instructions, Chu Qianze lay down, relaxing his limbs. “Okay.”
Zong Xinjue shifted his gaze away, recalling the steps he had learned before. “I’ll start now.”
“Mm.”
With a lazy acknowledgment, Chu Qianze soon felt a pair of hands pressing on his shoulders. The speed was a bit slow, but the strength was ample, showing that there was indeed some skill involved, something learned.
“Your shoulder muscles are a bit tight. Generally, after training, it’s good to do a complete stretching exercise to fully relax the muscles,” Zong Xinjue said calmly, his hands moving from the shoulders to the arms.
Due to his regular morning exercises, the muscles on Chu Qianze’s body were quite pronounced. In the current position, the curves of his shoulder blades were highlighted even more smoothly. Although Zong Xinjue had already made an initial judgment about the other’s good physique, the direct touch made the sensation more vivid.
Feeling the sensation in his hands and listening to Chu Qianze’s occasional satisfied sighs, Zong Xinjue could only silently tighten his abdomen.
He was starting to regret it. This was not at all seductive. Without even winning over Chu Qianze, he already felt like surrendering.
Nevertheless, Zong Xinjue’s techniques were quite effective. After a while, Chu Qianze felt his whole body relax. He closed his eyes and said slowly, “You haven’t talked about yourself yet. Your background in esports.”
“In the past,” Zong Xinjue began, his hands still working.
After uttering those three words, Zong Xinjue hesitated for a moment, surprised by his own voice. He cleared his throat to restore his voice, which had just sounded hoarse, and continued, “I loved playing games since I was very young, the kind of person who could spend days in front of a computer. I happened to come across recruitment information about esports training. I decided to join, and after being selected by the club, I started specialized training. XYZ Team, you should be familiar with it. I went through the selection process and became a formal player. At the age of 19, I won my first world championship.”
Memories of that time gradually surfaced in his mind, evoking a sense of nostalgia.
Chu Qianze opened his eyes but remained silent, patiently waiting for more details.
“Later, for personal reasons, I announced my retirement a month after winning the championship and started doing other things, entering a period of silence. Two years later, at the age of 21, the coach of XYZ Team reached out to me to train that year’s players. An Jueluo was part of that group. I trained them for a while, so our relationship is pretty good. Later, when holographic online games appeared, I started playing ‘Sheng Shi,’ and that’s when I met you.”
After waiting for a while without hearing Zong Xinjue speak, Chu Qianze finally interjected, “Is that it?”
“That’s all.”
“…No wonder you told me to prepare more snacks.” This was like a summary, a straightforward account of events.
No, there was no need to prepare snacks. Before he could even eat any, the story was already finished.
“Isn’t there any detailed experiences or interesting anecdotes?” Chu Qianze asked.
Zong Xinjue exerted more force with his hands and pondered for a moment before saying, “During the training period, it was just playing games and studying tactics every day. There isn’t much to say. Before the World Finals, we had already studied all the other teams thoroughly, formulated strategies, and there wasn’t much to discuss afterward. When we got the trophy… it was just pure joy. It felt like all the effort had paid off. Then I thought, I could play games for a lifetime, maybe even compete for a lifetime. That feeling was quite magical.” However, reality proved to be different from what he had imagined.
Zong Xinjue lowered his eyes slightly, concealing the emerging sense of dejection.
Chu Qianze nodded, recalling the news he had searched for yesterday about that year’s esports competition.
That year was the peak of XYZ Team’s glory. They were hailed as the biggest dark horse, sweeping through all obstacles and winning the world championship. The 19-year-old Zong Xinjue was also hailed as a genius.
Just when fans thought that esports was about to rise, Zong Xinjue suddenly chose to retire, causing a hot discussion within the community. Many people sought answers, but there was no response for a long time.
Later, the official explanation was given as “personal reasons,” but the specific reason was not disclosed.
Chu Qianze found another piece of news that roughly said there was a car accident at an intersection. The injured driver was taken to the hospital, but the person who made the call was nowhere to be found.
The accident occurred a few hours before the finals, and the road where the accident happened was a necessary route to the competition venue. At that time, due to the unexpected closure of the road, fans heading to support the team complained about the inconvenience.
The rescued driver later called the news hotline to express gratitude to the kind person who helped him. He described that person as a young man wearing a black sports suit with a red emblem.
At that time, the XYZ Team’s uniform was all black, and as the team captain, Zong Xinjue wore red wristbands.
Chu Qianze flipped through the photos taken by reporters when XYZ Team won the championship. In every photo, Zong Xinjue either held his wrist or had his right hand behind his back.
He didn’t continue to delve into the details, but the information gathered so far was sufficient.
The pressure on Chu Qianze’s back seemed to be getting lighter, and he appeared to be lost in thought.
Chu Qianze sighed softly, “Are you done?”
“…Yeah, almost,” Zong Xinjue replied slowly. Then he realized, “No, not yet! Wait a moment!”
What am I doing? I’m actually just chatting with someone! What about my plan?!
Probably staying up late has made me lose my mind, Zong Xinjue thought. His intelligence seemed to have dropped significantly.
Chu Qianze sat up directly, picked up his clothes from the side, got dressed, and took the opportunity to stretch his shoulders. Hearing Zong Xinjue’s words, he looked puzzled, “What’s wrong?”
People are already up, what else can be done.
Zong Xinjue sighed inwardly, regretting his distraction. After reminiscing so many times, what’s there to reminisce about those things?
“Nothing much, you should be feeling better now.”
“Much more comfortable.”
Fingers traced across Zong Xinjue’s forehead, and Chu Qianze showed a hint of concern, “Are you very tired? You seem like you’re about to break a sweat. I see your muscles are quite stiff, do you want me to give you a massage?”
Zong Xinjue: “You know how to do these too?”
“A little bit, something like acupressure. It’s quite effective.”
Chu Qianze sat up and moved to the floor, gesturing for Zong Xinjue to lie down. “Lie down here, quickly.”
After the prompt, Chu Qianze remembered something, so he supported himself on the edge of the sofa, leaning forward towards Zong Xinjue.
Mastering facial expressions to the fullest, with a slight curve in his eyes, that was the look Zong Xinjue liked the most. Chu Qianze whispered softly in his ear, “I’m not very skilled at this, it might be a bit painful later. Would you mind?”
What could possibly be painful about this?
Zong Xinjue didn’t hesitate and said, “It’s okay, go at your own pace.”
Very well.
“Then, let me begin.”
Chu Qianze stood up, brought a chair to the side, and sat down. After lifting one of Zong Xinjue’s feet, he began searching for the acupressure points from memory.
“I think it’s here.”
Sensing Zong Xinjue’s gaze, Chu Qianze grinned at him. “It might be a bit painful, bear with it.”
While speaking, he clamped both hands around Zong Xinjue’s foot and pressed forcefully with his thumbs.
A sharp pain shot through the sole of the foot, catching Zong Xinjue off guard. His eyes widened, and he let out a miserable scream.
“According to the saying, no pain, no gain. This proves that you have some serious issues. Staying up late is harmful, and irregular schedules can lead to many minor problems. It might feel uncomfortable now, but endure it a bit, and it’ll get better.” Saying this, Chu Qianze increased the pressure in his hands.
“Easy on me!!”
Zong Xinjue tried to pull his foot away, attempting to escape from Chu Qianze’s grasp.
The unfamiliar pain on the sole of his foot made him extremely uncomfortable, to the point where he couldn’t control his own voice. Since he was a child, he had never lost control like this before.
“Endure it for a bit; it will get better after some time. This is heartburn. You’ve probably been suppressing yourself for too long. Sometimes, when you have something on your mind, just speak out. Keeping it bottled up inside can lead to illness, you know?” Chu Qianze explained while continuing the massage.
Chu Qianze, noticing Zong Xinjue’s struggle, decided to take a more direct approach and sat on him, effectively restraining him. Meanwhile, his hands continued their massage.
Zong Xinjue let out another shout, just about to ask him to stop, when his eyes caught sight of Chu Qianze’s figure.
In order to facilitate his movements, Chu Qianze was currently bent over. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, lips slightly parted, and his expression was entirely serious. From Zong Xinjue’s perspective, his high nose bridge was even more prominent. In this animated scene, it was practically a heart-throbbing sniper attack. Not to mention that it was a dynamic image now, making it even more irresistible.
Damn, this is seduction!
Zong Xinjue gritted his teeth, holding back the word “stop” that was on the tip of his tongue.
“How does it feel? If it’s really too uncomfortable, just speak up, and I’ll let go.” Chu Qianze noticed Zong Xinjue’s reactions and suppressed the amusement in his eyes, speaking with concern.
“It’s okay,” Zong Xinjue tried to make his expression sincere.
“Really?” Chu Qianze raised his head to inquire. With the wide neckline, his collarbone was unusually prominent, and one could vaguely see what was inside.
“…Really!” Zong Xinjue forced a smile.
“That’s good. I was worried about applying too much pressure. Now, let’s move on to the next step.” Chu Qianze sighed with relief, his smile looking genuinely innocent. Then, without warning, he pressed down firmly.
Zong Xinjue let out another miserable scream, his hands tightly gripping the edge of the sofa, and he almost lost his breath.
Every time Zong Xinjue was about to give up, he could always see an extremely pleasing sight, which encouraged him to endure a little longer. In the end, Chu Qianze pressed on each part—starting from the soles of his feet, through the calves, abdomen, shoulders, and arms—before finally releasing him.
After it was all over, Zong Xinjue collapsed onto the sofa, resembling a salted fish. His voice was hoarse from screaming, and his eyes were a bit red.
“What kind of technique is this? Is it supposed to be this painful? This is too damn torturous.”
Chu Qianze let out a sigh and lay down on his side. “Are you okay?”
As soon as Zong Xinjue heard the question, he felt pain all over his body. Ignoring any concerns about his image or face, he subconsciously raised his hand to stop the other person. “Wait, don’t come over yet!”
Chu Qianze maintained the position he was in, fully cooperating with Zong Xinjue. Seeing that the other person’s eyes were still red, he reached out to wipe away the tears.
Zong Xinjue was sprawled on the sofa and really didn’t want to move. Although he felt a lot more relaxed, but…
“Feeling a bit better?” Chu Qianze asked.
Too lazy to speak, Zong Xinjue turned away, closing his eyes.
“Feeling tired?” He then lay on the sofa, whispering near his ear.
“I surrender,” Zong Xinjue sighed heavily, closing his eyes.
“Hmm?” The words were spoken softly, and Chu Qianze didn’t catch them.
“To be honest with you, I’m pretty exhausted right now, and I’m dead tired,”
Zong Xinjue turned to face Chu Qianze, “But I won’t be satisfied until we have a go before sleeping.”
“Every day, you’re all over me in my dreams. Now that we’re in reality, you’re so refined. You claim you like me, and here I am, offering myself willingly, clothes off and all, yet not even a reaction from you. Is it that my figure is bad or my butt isn’t perky enough?”
Chu Qianze blinked. “Actually, I—”
“Don’t say anything for now!”
Zongxin Jue is on the verge of exploding. The meat is right in front of him, floating there, and he just can’t reach it. He’s almost turning into a ninja turtle.
“I’m like this, and you still haven’t pounced on me. Is it not working for you?”
He directly reached out and pressed on the other party’s part, fiercely saying, “If it’s not working, just say so, and let me—”
The sentence was cut off midway, and the latter part was manually muted.
Huh?
The movement of Zong Xinjue’s hand confirmed that he didn’t feel wrong.
What is this? Is this a normal size?!
“This…?”
“Which one?” Chu Qianze supported his chin with one hand, his eyebrows slightly raised.
As the sensation gradually increased, Zong Xinjue’s excited expression vanished. He remained silent for a moment, slowly retracting his hand and shifting backward. “It’s nothing.”
Seeing Zong Xinjue trying to move backward, Chu Qianze grabbed his hand, a smirk playing on his lips. “What are you retreating for? You’re about to fall.”
Zong Xinjue glanced downward and quickly shifted his gaze back. “Just adjusting my position.”
“I have to admit, someone earnestly seducing others looks quite adorable. Originally, I was thinking of playing a bit more, but since you’re so insistent, shall we just get started?”
Zong Xinjue pursed his lips. He really wanted to, but that thing… If it were indeed real… it could be deadly, right?
“How about waiting for a while before continuing?”
“At first, I thought we should take it slow too. But you came to me willingly, even took off your clothes. You have a great body, a perky butt, and now you’re wandering around in my clothes. If I still hold back, I might really be unable to resist.” Chu Qianze spoke lightly, but emotions quickly settled in his eyes.
“Stinky kid, do you know how hard it is for me to endure? You keep fueling the fire.”
“I… suddenly feel a bit tired.”
Zong Xinjue admitted he chickened out. Damn it, he chickened out! If that thing really came into play, it would be a total disaster!
Chu Qianze: “Now that you’re falling asleep, won’t I also appear in your dreams? It’s better to finish everything now and have a dreamless night.”
Seeing this guy turn into a quail, he lowered his eyelids slightly, lips pressed together. After a while, he sighed softly.
“Never mind, since you’re tired, go to sleep quickly.”
Seeing this person standing up, preparing to leave, his figure carried a bit of loneliness and desolation. Subconsciously, Zong Xinjue grabbed his hand: “Wait, where are you going?”
Chu Qianze smirked, glanced at him, and bluntly threw out two words: “Extinguish fire.”
“Well… there’s something a bit… give me some time to prepare myself.” Zong Xinjue also knew that what he did was morally questionable. He stood up with the other, using their entwined hands to cover his chest.
“Then how about this, as long as it doesn’t go all the way, everything else is up to you. I… I’ll get it for you.”
Listening to this, Chu Qianze chuckled, somewhat incredulous. “I think I’d rather not. If you back out halfway, I might go crazy.”
Zong Xinjue looked determined. “I won’t.”
Chu Qianze tilted his head slightly, showing some skepticism. “Really?”
Zong Xinjue nodded firmly.
Chu Qianze gave a playful smile. “Alright.”
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