"Hey? Wait a minute, you just said that after you got the pineapple bun recipe, you were planning to make it for your younger brother?"
Shang Shujue was mentally shipping their favorite couple for a while when she suddenly realized something was wrong. She immediately became serious and, as she handed him the water glass, couldn't help but ask him several questions.
"Are you leaving? Now or after the live stream ends tomorrow?"
"Okay, I've packed everything. I'll take a taxi to the airport as soon as I get the formula. So, Brother Jue, is it convenient for you to ask about the formula...?"
Qi Tianlin didn't hide anything. Ostensibly, he came here to ask for the pineapple bun recipe, but in reality, he came to thank him and bid farewell, since he had really helped him a lot.
[Wow, I was just wondering how to get rid of you, and here you are, just when I was sleepy, someone brought me a pillow! Forget the pineapple bun recipe, I'll give you the bank card recipe too!]
Song Yanqing: Are you serious? ( ⩌⤚⩌)
Qi Tianlin: No, no, no, I wouldn't dare! ๑ᵒᯅᵒ๑
Hearing Shang Shujue's thoughts, everyone was both amused and exasperated. Brother Jue could be quite a goofball sometimes, a stark contrast to his unparalleled handsome appearance—a truly striking difference.
"It's convenient. It's not a particularly difficult way. Come on, let me write it for you, and I'll test how well your pen works."
Shang Shujue was overjoyed. This was Merit Points that could be obtained without any karmic connection, so of course he was happy; it was practically free.
Song Yanqing quietly drank water beside him, his eyes lowered, seemingly lost in thought, playing the role of a silent wooden figure, not uttering a single word from beginning to end.
"Okay, that's all. Just follow the recipe when you get back, and I guarantee you'll make delicious pineapple buns. If you encounter any difficulties after you leave, feel free to call me, and I'll help you in any way I can."
Shang Shujue handed the written pineapple bun recipe to Qi Tianlin. Actually, it was just an ordinary recipe, and he felt embarrassed to just accept someone else's gift, so he said this.
"Okay, thank you, Brother Jue. I'll be going now. Goodbye, Brother Jue, goodbye, Mr. Song."
Qi Tianlin took the prescription and left. After leaving the room, he felt as if he had accomplished something and felt much lighter. On his way back to the dormitory, he thought of Bai Luxing and walked with a sense of pride and joy.
"Do you believe he only bought these things for you to get the recipe?" Song Yanqing asked, putting down her cup as she watched Shang Shujue unwrap the gifts.
"Fifty or fifty. This kid probably wants to befriend me. After all, while my status isn't as impressive as yours, it's not bad either. He's a smart guy."
When Shang Shujue said this, his tone rose slightly, sounding quite proud. Song Yanqing, who had probably guessed the truth, simply curled the corners of his lips slightly upon hearing it.
"If you want to climb higher, get involved with me. Maybe you can use the power behind my current identity. Want to give it a try?"
Shang Shujue paused in his examining of the tea set, his smile fading slightly in surprise. He looked up and saw Song Yanqing staring at him intently. After a moment of astonishment, he looked away, his ears turning red.
"Who wants to get involved with you? Stop being so conceited. Focus on recovering and go back to your family to explain things. Don't cause me any trouble. Your phone has been bombarded with calls until it shut down. I'm charging it for you over there."
Faced with Song Yanqing's blatant probing, Shang Shujue chose to back down and run away, because he was truly unsure of his feelings for Song Yanqing.
Being friends doesn't seem quite pure, but being lovers is impossible without the hurdle of having to be gay with his arch-enemy. It's awkward and just too complicated.
He couldn't figure it out, so he simply retreated into his shell and stopped mentioning it. If he didn't mention it, it didn't exist; if it didn't exist, there was no need to think about it. This had always been his way of escaping.
Song Yanqing seemed to have gleaned something from Shang Shujue's words, so he looked away, no longer staring at him or pressing him for answers, but he left behind a single sentence.
"I know you understand. I can give you time to think it over, but don't keep me waiting too long. I really... I've already waited too long..."
As soon as Song Yanqing finished speaking, he got up and sat down on the edge of the bed. He picked up his phone and turned it on. A call popped up, and he paused for a moment before answering it.
Shang Shujue watched his retreating figure walk towards the balcony, opened her mouth, but said nothing. Finally, she frowned, pursed her lips, and looked away.
[ε=(´ο`*))) Sigh, how come those mortal enemies in novels can just end up together? But for me, it's really impossible... Song Yanqing is a good guy, I need time to change my opinion of him...]
Everyone: Huh?! You guys are mortal enemies? I really couldn't tell! ∑(❍ฺд❍ฺlll)
Song Yanqing paused as he answered the phone, unconsciously turning his head to look at Shang Shujue's back, a hint of helplessness and regret flashing in his eyes.
If he had known he didn't dislike feelings between men, he wouldn't have chosen the path of confrontation in the first place. Now he deeply regrets it...
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A discreet yet luxurious car was parked outside the training camp gate. The next moment, a man in a white suit stepped out of the car. The man had a gentle and refined appearance, and his smile perfectly embodied the image of a dignified, gentle, and modest gentleman.
If you don't know what kind of person he really is, most people will be deceived by his appearance.
This man wasn't some suddenly appearing big shot; he was Su Youchuan, who had been blacklisted by those in the training camp who could hear each other's thoughts.
" Ji Yunqing, isn't that Su Youchuan over there? What's he doing at the training camp?"
Su Yuanqi handed the soda to Sheng Nanze. He had just unscrewed the cap and taken a sip when he glanced over and saw the luxury car at the entrance of the training camp, Su Youchuan getting out of the car, and an assistant responsible for carrying things.
"Huh? It really is him. Could he be here for Brother Jue and the other two?"
The identities of the three people Sheng Nanze mentioned are self-evident; anyone who has heard Shang Shujue's inner thoughts knows who they are.
"What do you mean three people? Isn't Su Youchuan a national heartthrob? Why do you all seem to dislike him?"
Su Yuanqi and Sheng Nanze's teammates, unaware of the inside story, glanced at Su Youchuan and couldn't help but raise their eyebrows at the two of them, asking a question in confusion. The two of them looked at him, said nothing, and turned to walk towards the training camp.
"It's a long story. We'll head back now; we probably need to gather soon. Let's play again next time."
After Qi Tianlin left in the morning, Su Yuanqi and Sheng Nanze had the idea of leaving as well.
They didn't really have any dreams when they joined the training camp; they were just brought in to fill the quota. They'll leave after they're eliminated in tomorrow's live stream.
Although there's a high chance we won't hear the gossip from Brother Jue, it's okay. Everyone in the training camp is a brother, and if Brother Jue mentions them, they'll definitely pass it on.
The most important thing now is to prevent Brother Jue from being ruined by that trash Su Youchuan, and also to prevent Zhang Zhichen and Bai Zhiyi from being defiled by him. That guy is disgusting.
The player, looking completely bewildered, watched them run away, still clutching the ball, utterly confused.
"What's going on? Didn't they say they weren't planning to enter the entertainment industry? Why are they still so enthusiastic about seeing celebrities? I really don't understand their thinking, it's so strange..."