Side Story (4) : Pei Shinian x Jing Si (3)
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Unsure of how he got back home, his memories were cut off by rage.
Pei Shinian kicked open the bathroom door and hastily turned on the tap, rinsing his mouth several times, squeezing toothpaste onto his brush, and brushing furiously.
On the fourth brush, his hand paused; the coolness of the toothpaste suddenly brought back a certain sensation.
That person’s tongue seemed to still be in his mouth…
“D*mn!!”
His entire body surged with heat; Pei Shinian’s eyes reddened as he angrily tossed the toothbrush.
Why did he just punch that freak?
Why didn’t he beat him to death?!
Gritting his teeth, Pei Shinian took out his phone from his pocket.
His fingers trembled with anger; it was the first time since his debut that the young master dialed the home number.
“Dad, help me ruin someone.”
“Break both his legs, let him spend the next lifetime bedridden.”
“Hey, who pissed off our young master?” The man on the other end chuckled. “Only when something bothers you outside do you remember your old man? What’s up?”
Hearing the familiar voice, Pei Shinian calmed down a bit.
This call wasn’t a joke; within two hours, that lunatic would end up in the hospital.
Roughly wiping his mouth with a towel, Pei Shinian muttered, “Jing Si, forget the ruin, just forget it.”
Tossing the towel aside, Pei Shinian haphazardly removed his shirt, hastily unbuckling his belt with one hand.
D*mn, the freak’s scent was all over his clothes.
“Clang.” The sound of cards being played came from the other end. The man, holding a cigarette, spoke indistinctly, “The director of your movie? Silly boy, the movie hasn’t been released yet. Are you digging your own grave?”
His mind cooled down completely; Pei Shinian let go of his belt, his expression blank. “Forget it, I didn’t say anything. Bye.”
“Wait for me.”
With the phone in his hand, Pei Shinian cursed silently, frustratedly running his hand through his hair.
Impulse led to a lack of intelligence.
He actually let himself be lured by that lunatic.
“I’ll talk to my eldest son.” Cards were pushed, followed by the sound of a cigar being lit. The man sighed deeply. “Baby boy, haven’t had enough fun with your star games? I said I’d let you be for two years, but it’s been a few years already. When do you plan to come back home? If you’re a man, give a clear answer.”
Pei Shinian clicked his tongue, leaning back against the toilet seat with a cigarette in hand. “Can you stop pushing me? I’m doing fine. What’s the point of coming back in this day and age? Besides, what could I do back home?”
“Come back and be my son. I’ll still have things for you to do. Your mom worries about you every day, can’t sleep, and you don’t even think about coming back. What, are there knives at home ready to stab you?”
“Dad.” Pei Shinian held the cigarette, leaning his head lazily back. “Let’s not pretend, Dad. If I come back, will you let me go out again?”
“Look at what you’re saying. Your old man worked hard for half his life to let you and your mom enjoy your life at home. Am I wrong to treat my son well? Your job is dirty and tiring, living in hiding from paparazzi every day. What’s so good about it?”
“Stop, enough.” Pei Shinian bit the cigarette, speechless. “When you stop being biased about my job, then we can talk, Dad.”
He finished speaking and hung up the phone.
Looking at the cigarette lit in his hand, Pei Shinian calmed down, suddenly feeling like he forgot something.
After a moment of silence, he subconsciously brushed his lips with his thumb.
Suddenly, it dawned on him, and he widened his eyes slowly.
No, even if it was to disgust him, would a straight man kiss another man so naturally?
Jing Si… could he be gay?
The anger that had just subsided flared up again.
Then what about his girlfriend?
This was freaking dishonest, wasn’t it?!
Pei Shinian suddenly stood up, clenched his fists too hard that his arm muscles tensed; he wished he could go back and beat the person again. “This dead scumbag!”
The phone in his hand vibrated, ringing loudly; Pei Shinian took a deep drag on his cigarette, impatiently answering, “Hello.”
On the other end, Qin Fang’s voice sounded anxious, “Brother, where are you? You just left without saying anything?”
With the straight man’s pride intact, Pei Shinian would never admit that he came back after being forcibly kissed by an idiot. He casually replied, “Had an emergency, help me tell Jianchu. Anything else?”
“D*mn it, some idiot just punched Director Jing. His mouth is bleeding.”
“…”
Pei Shinian: “He hasn’t left?”
“He’s right here. Do you want to talk to him?”
Before Pei Shinian could respond, Qin Fang shouted, “Director Jing, Pei Shinian wants to console you.”
Pei Shinian: “.”
A few seconds later, a low voice came from the other end, sounding like nothing much had happened, “Want to apologize?”
He seemed utterly unrepentant.
“To hell with you.” Pei Shinian sneered coldly, “If you dare bother me again, I’ll beat you up every time I see you.”
Pei Shinian angrily hung up the phone.
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His mood ruined by the scumbag, Pei Shinian didn’t play games for a few days.
In truth, his anger lasted only one night. From the next day, Pei Shinian had been busy with shooting schedules, coming home late every day.
As a straight male, Pei Shinian always lived roughly. Even after being kissed by a man, apart from the initial anger, he didn’t hold grudges against people he hated.
However, knowing that Kun Yuan had been deceived by a gay person, Pei Shinian was really upset these days.
Without more evidence, he didn’t know how to tell Kun Yuan about this.
He couldn’t just straightforwardly say: Run away! Your boyfriend is gay, he kissed me, and even stuck his tongue out!
The pride of a straight man was bigger than anything; Pei Shinian couldn’t afford to lose face. Kun Yuan would probably think he was crazy.
He returned to the game a week later.
That night, he returned home at eight, took a shower, comfortably lay on the bed, entered the game, and picked up a frozen mango pudding to take a bite.
“?”
He hadn’t had kissing experience before, but now he realized, this feeling… was freaking familiar…
Pei Shinian stared at the pudding in his hand, his scalp tingling, shivering.
The mango pudding he’d taken a bite of was thrown into the trash.
The aftermath of the first kiss was too strong; Pei Shinian felt like he wouldn’t want to kiss anyone for the next few years.
Upon entering the game, he saw a familiar nickname in his friend list.
J1111 is online and idle.
Pei Shinian looked at that nickname, feeling somewhat complicated.
It was thrilling to steal someone’s affection, but unexpectedly receiving a kiss from the boyfriend of his goddess, he suddenly felt a strange sense of guilt.
D*mn it.
Is he now considered a double-faced third party?
Pei Shinian hesitated for a while over the invite-to-team button, but eventually clicked it.
J1111 joined the team in an instant.
Pushing the strange feelings aside, Pei Shinian greeted as usual, “Brother J, good evening.”
Brother J: Good evening.
There was a pause, and Pei Shinian suddenly didn’t know what to say.
What had he talked about with his goddess before?
His state of mind was disrupted, so Pei Shinian naturally said with a smile, “Ready, let’s start. Haven’t played for several days, not sure if my skills are still on point.”
Just as he was about to click for a duo match, a new message popped up in the chat box.
Brother J: Feeling not good?
Pei Shinian’s finger paused.
It was the first time Kun Yuan actively talked about him.
Was this concern for him?
The lost feeling of a heart fluttering instantly returned, and Pei Shinian felt a bit warm inside. “No, just been a bit busy these days.”
Seizing the momentum, Pei Shinian boldly flirted a bit, then asked hesitantly, “Have you missed me?”
Awkwardly flirting a bit, Pei Shinian was worried about seeming too oily, so he quickly added, “Or maybe you find it interesting to play with me?”
Brother J: Hmm.
Pei Shinian stared at that familiar yet aloof response, as if he heard a sweet and subtle voice of a girl.
He happily raised the corner of his mouth, feeling a sudden tenderness in his heart.
Really want to hug her.
Indeed, girls are more adorable.
In an instant, the scene of the man looking down on him flashed through his mind, and along with it, the cool sensation of their lips, like a virus, invaded his brain.
“D*mn it…”
Pei Shinian slapped his face hard, immediately driving the inappropriate image out of his mind.
D*mn toxic.
Brother J: ?
Pei Shinian awkwardly laughed twice and quickly entered the match, “Nothing, there are mosquitoes at home.”
Even though they hadn’t played together for a week, the understanding between the two hadn’t diminished.
Pei Shinian had a great time playing, and even after midnight, he still felt unsatisfied.
After the last duo match ended, Pei Shinian went to the fridge to get a can of coke, came back, checked the time, and asked reluctantly, “Are you sleepy? How about going to sleep?”
Brother J: Depends on you.
Staring at those two words, in the late night, Pei Shinian’s heart suddenly felt a strong urge.
With no experience, Pei Shinian also felt that the time seemed right.
After chugging a large gulp of cold coke, he lay on the bed and cleared his throat, trying subtly, “Uh, Yu… Brother J, do you like playing with me?”
As if it was just a casual mention: “How about we form a couple in the game?”
Afraid of being rejected too directly, he cheerfully added, “Just in the game, change our names as a couple or something.”
After saying this, Pei Shinian tightly gripped the cold can of coke, all his nervousness accumulated in these few seconds.
Brother J: Change what?
“!!!”
After a month of brewing, he finally reached a historic breakthrough stage.
Taking a slow, deep breath, Pei Shinian calmly turned off the microphone, excitedly tapped the bed twice, “Nice! Well done! Deserving of me!”
After venting his excitement, when he looked up again, J1111’s ID had changed.
Pei Shinian’s game ID was [Heaven].
J1111’s ID changed to: [inHeaven]
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding his phone, Pei Shinian was stunned for a few seconds, and his face slowly turned red.
D*mn… truly a goddess; she’s really something.
Is this a way of entering into his heart?
At that moment, at the age of 23, having been single since birth, Pei Shinian finally experienced the feeling of falling in love with a man.
Although the first kiss was gone, the first love was still very sweet.
Pei Shinian wished he could confess right then and there.
The couple names had been changed, and Pei Shinian decided shamelessly to push a bit further. With his heart pounding, he asked, “Can I call you baby?”
This time, Kun Yuan’s reply was a bit slow, probably feeling a bit shy.
inHeaven: …Yes.
Too sweet, the goddess was truly too sweet.
Pei Shinian lay happily on his pillow, “Baby, let’s play a bit later, shall we?”
Forgetting about that scumbag, come into big brother’s embrace!
inHeaven: Okay.
After a long sweet night, when daylight came, Pei Shinian was completely cured by love. While washing his face and brushing his teeth, he hummed a cheerful tune and checked the friend circle of his online girlfriend.
Kun Yuan was still awake and posted a photo of the morning courtyard: [Good morning!]
Pei Shinian liked the post first and then clicked on the photo.
Kun Yuan’s house had a large courtyard, a clean garden, not many plants, just a big tree.
Simple yet refreshing.
Truly a tree from a goddess’s house, but this tree was really… huh?
With a toothbrush in his mouth, Pei Shinian laughed uncontrollably, “So ugly, why does it look so much like the unlucky twisted neck tree at Qin Fang’s house?”
He commented under Kun Yuan’s friend circle: [This tree looks really good 👍]
Just as he was about to browse through his online girlfriend’s friend circle again, a WeChat friend request popped up.
[J: Jing Si]
A good mood in the early morning suddenly turned sour in Pei Shinian’s chest.
That shameless scumbag still had the nerve to add him as a friend?
Clutching his toothbrush, Pei Shinian entered a cold rejection reason: [Get lost.]
He clicked the reject button decisively.