Chapter 49.2
Lu Yao smiled, took the wine to the kitchen, and Yu Le followed him, finally putting down Da Huang when he got tired of it, “Does the new wine mean it’s a new variety?”
Lu Yao said yes, removed the red cloth covering the sealed jar, and let Yu Le smell the wine.
The high-proof liquor had a strong smell. Yu Le took a deep breath, and it felt sharp and spicy in his nostrils.
Yu Le quickly stepped back, “This must be 80 degrees.”
Lu Yao smiled, covered it back up, “Not sure. Anyway, you won’t be able to drink it.”
By this time, Aunt Zhang had already left work. Lu Yao took some vegetables from the fridge to prepare a meal. Yu Le glanced upstairs and asked, “Has Shen Yu left?”
Lu Yao: “He left early in the morning.”
Yu Le replied with a sound of understanding and continued, “I wonder what Yan Jia is busy with. He still hasn’t come down.”
Lu Yao took out a chopping board, “Oh, I forgot to tell you, your friend moved out this morning.”
Yu Le was surprised: “Moved out? Did he go back to Xuan City?”
“No,” Lu Yao said, “He moved to Wen Yuan’s place.”
Yu Le: “……”
To be honest, he was used to Yan Jia’s thick-skinned and persistent behavior, but he was surprised, “Wen Yuan agreed?”
Lu Yao: “He booked the room online.”
Booking a room through an app and paying directly doesn’t require the owner’s approval. These systems are designed to protect the guest’s rights, and unilaterally canceling a reservation would severely impact the inn’s reputation.
Yu Le could imagine how twisted Wen Yuan’s expression would be when he saw Yan Jia carrying his luggage.
He rubbed his chin and sat down at the table to send a message to Yan Jia:
Yu Le: [ /dog thief look at sword jpg. ]
Yu Le: [ Can you stop bullying Wen Yuan? ]
Yan Jia: [ ? ]
Yan Jia: [ Picture ]
Yu Le opened the large image and recognized Yan Jia’s hand from the watch, now marked with a clear bite mark.
Yan Jia: [ See? I’m the one being bullied. ]
Yu Le: [ If you don’t provoke him, will he bite you? ]
Yan Jia: [ Isn’t pinching his face to express affection considered provoking? ]
Yu Le: [ ? ]
Yu Le: [ Why does it seem like you’re actually happy? ]
Yan Jia: [ Hmm? Is it that obvious? /rubs chin ]
Yu Le: [ … Take care of your pig trotters. ]
Yu Le had lunch and then went back to his room to take a nap. He thought that today’s sleep would be enough, and he’d likely suffer from insomnia tonight. But he found that just after nine at night, his eyelids were already feeling heavy.
Comparing this to Lu Yao, who had almost no sleep, Yu Le began to doubt his own physical endurance.
Did he really need to run ten kilometers every day with a load?
Never mind, he would think about it later.
After they had done the most intimate things, it would seem natural to move into the same room. However, due to certain reasons, Yu Le felt it needed to be postponed.
So, he silently informed his boyfriend of his decision to say goodnight and not sleep with him tonight by returning to his room, closing the door, and taking a shower.
He thought this was a good solution, expressing his thoughts while also preserving his boyfriend’s dignity—killing two birds with one stone.
However, just as he was about to lie down and enjoy a peaceful night, his boyfriend knocked on his door, offering an innocent invitation. “Do you want to play games with me? Lu Xingxing is also here.”
……
Yu Le had no idea how things went from planning to sleep after a shower to now pretending to play games with Lu Xingxing in Lu Yao’s room.
After a bit of recollection, oh, it was because Lu Yao said Lu Xingxing wanted him to play games with her, but he didn’t know her games, so he was asked to come over and teach her.
And as a bonus, he would act as a stand-in player before Lu Xingxing learned, to avoid her mocking him.
As for why he was sitting on Lu Yao’s lap, Lu Yao explained that it was more convenient, avoiding the trouble of going back to his room to get a chair.
Yu Le’s view on this was—
“Are you doing this on purpose?”
Lu Yao smiled, not answering. When Yu Le glanced back in suspicion, Lu Yao tapped his hand holding the mouse, “Footsteps. Someone’s coming.”
Yu Le had to refocus on the game.
They had no open mic, so the speakers only had Lu Xingxing talking. Occasionally, when a response was needed, Lu Yao would press the keyboard to speak, using the responses Yu Le had taught him.
The goal was to ensure Lu Xingxing did not find out that the person playing wasn’t Lu Yao himself.
In his first “stand-in” game, Yu Le was somewhat nervous but also found it amusing.
“Bro, you’re great!”
Lu Xingxing’s keyboard was clacking, “You got three kills in such a short time! I take back what I said before; you’re no longer the old rookie who struggled with basic moves!”
“Not bad.” Lu Yao kept his hand on the speak button, his face unchanged. “It’s not very hard.”
Yu Le, who had discovered another shortcoming of his “Ding-Dang Cat” boyfriend, turned around and resisted laughing, mimicking Lu Xingxing’s words, “Old rookie?”
He had never imagined that a retired special forces soldier, adept with real guns, would struggle with a simple shooting game.
Lu Yao leaned down to kiss his ear. Yu Le, feeling ticklish, shrank his neck and slipped, accidentally firing a shot behind Lu Xingxing.
“Shit!”
Lu Xingxing was startled, quickly rolling to hide in the corner, “Where! Where’s the enemy?!”
Lu Yao: “Nothing. Hand slipped.”
Yu Le, who wasn’t exactly a game expert, usually relied on studio members to guide him in games, but today he found confidence in playing with Lu Yao.
For one reason: his boyfriend was ridiculously bad.
Yu Le spent the next ten minutes closely observing his boyfriend’s varied and creative ways of dying.
Yu Le was silent.
Lu Xingxing was also silent.
When Lu Xingxing’s car ran over all the teammates, including himself, ending the game early, Lu Xingxing finally couldn’t hold it in, “My dear brother, what are you doing?”
Lu Yao answered honestly, “Playing games.”
Lu Xingxing: “Is this how you play? You were doing fine before, and I thought your talent finally showed up. How come you’re messing up now?”
Lu Yao: “Talent is rather random.”
Yu Le took a deep breath, trying not to laugh out loud.
Lu Xingxing: “My classmate is about to come online. I was going to play with them. What a disaster, we’re going to look so bad!”
Lu Yao looked at Yu Le, asking with his lips: What should we do now?
What to do.
What can be done?
To preserve Boss Lu’s dignity, Yu Le had to take over.
However, Yu Le really wasn’t used to staying up late. The game didn’t help him stay awake. After playing with a few kids for a while, the brief drowsiness from before came back.
After another yawn, he wiped the tears from his eyes with the back of his hand.
Lu Yao held his hand on the mouse, “If you’re tired, just sleep.”
Yu Le: “This game isn’t over yet.”
Lu Yao: “It’s fine. They can handle it.”
Yu Le released the mouse, was pulled into Lu Yao’s arms, and yawned again. His eyes were already closing as he asked, “How about it? Did I save face for our boss?”
“Yeah, Le Le is great.”
Lu Yao rubbed his head: “Go to sleep.”
Before turning off the game, he spoke into the mic to Lu Xingxing and the others, “I’m logging off now. Take your time.”
Lu Xingxing: “???”
Lu Xingxing: “Boss Lu! You were the one who insisted I come play, and now that I’ve just joined, you’re leaving?”
Lu Yao: “Yes, next time.”
When he was picked up and tucked into bed, Yu Le still had a slight sense of awareness. “I’ll go back to my room and sleep…”
“This is your room too.”
Lu Yao coaxed him, “Be good, sleep here.”
Yu Le vaguely felt he was still concerned about something, but his head was too foggy to remember.
Lu Yao sat by the bed, waited for him to fall asleep, then increased the air conditioning temperature by two degrees, covered him with a blanket, and was about to go take a shower when his phone on the table buzzed.
Lu Yao glanced at the caller ID, swiped to answer: “Mom, what’s up?”
“Ah Yao! Your grandfather’s condition suddenly worsened. He’s not conscious anymore and keeps calling for you.”
“Come back quickly!”
