Wen Jiu looked down and realized he had opened the hottest post there.
It was a fourteen-minute video.
At the beginning, an opening passage flashed against a dark background. Its expressive narration instantly caught Wen Jiu's attention.
Even more unbearable, the background music was actually "Xuan Ni." Wasn't that practically forcing people to keep watching?!
Wen Jiu: Hmph, let's see what's actually in here.
The first shot showed the man strolling toward the camera and hurriedly brushing past Wen Jiu.
The fans had probably dug it out of some other video and spliced it in.
The instant their eyes met across the crowd, a sense of destiny hit!
Wen Jiu: Fuck, I let my guard down...
A minute into the video, it was still just two separate sets of shots.
On one side were scenes of Wen Jiu struggling his way through the entertainment industry. On the other were scenes of Feng Chi at video press conferences, as though a dividing line kept the two in their own parallel worlds.
Then Wen Jiu, who had been singing onstage, started walking toward the man sitting beside the lively bonfire;
The man also tilted his head up slightly. The frost on his exquisite, cold face melted away bit by bit, until a bright, gentle smile spread across it.
Their eyes met across the crowd again, and it felt different this time.
Although he had noticed it back then, in the footage captured on camera, the tenderness in the man's eyes almost seemed to melt into water.
With that first minute as a contrast, it was even more obvious.
Wen Jiu froze.
So... so the way he looked at me really was that gentle.
What was more, Wen Jiu noticed that when the man looked at anyone else, his eyes were always slightly lowered. Even when his lips curved in a smile, there was a faint chill to it.
It was the bearing of someone in power, utterly cold and intensely oppressive.
Only when looking at him did he lift his head.
C-could he really li-
[I... I like you.] In the video, the young man tilted his head up and told him with a smile.
[Really?] The man held him in both arms, as though he were holding the entire world.
[Trust me.]
[All right, as long as you... prove it to me.]
It was still footage from last night. The young man's face was flushed with excitement after leaving the stage, and the video had replaced his words with a confession. Somehow, it did not feel out of place at all.
Suddenly, the background music stopped, and the screen went dark.
In the darkness, the sounds of breathing and rustling clothes became even clearer. Wen Jiu's heart began pounding faster along with them.
Then the screen lit up.
Wen Jiu: !!!
In the video, he was actually...???
Fuck!
So embarrassing, so embarrassing!
The little figure inside Wen Jiu's head was already screaming like "The Scream," but with the latest, exorbitantly expensive phone in his hand, he could neither throw it away nor put it down.
All he could do was instinctively cover his eyes.
Had technology already advanced this far???
They could even erase clothes?!
What about Feng Chi?
Was he naked too??
He spread his index and middle fingers slightly, peeking uncertainly through the gap.
The man was stark naked, both hands gripping the waist of the person on top of him, lean muscles bulging in his arms.
The man was considerably bigger than the young man. Since he was facing the camera, only the uncovered, sharply defined lines along his sides were visible.
Paired with that face that could captivate anyone, he was outrageously sexy!
And Wen Jiu had no idea how the fans had edited it, but after blurring the background, they had added a hazy mist around the two of them.
The thin layer did nothing to obstruct the view. It even somehow lent the man's completely expressionless face an air of restrained arousal!
Especially with the bright red beauty mark at the corner of his eye-when he happened to glance toward the camera, paired with this scene, he positively oozed sex appeal!
"Ahhh, holy fuck!" Wen Jiu covered his mouth and nose, instinctively tipping his head back.
He had actually gotten a nosebleed?!
Wen Jiu hastily turned off his phone screen and rushed inside for tissues. Afraid the fans would see him, he deliberately kept his head down, then dashed back out like a whirlwind as soon as he had grabbed them.
The bullet comments: [???]
[What just flew past? Was that wifey?]
[No, you must've seen wrong.]
"I'm fucking speechless!" After going to great lengths to finally stop the bleeding, Wen Jiu remained crouched in a corner, his face still red.
He was practically ready to get on his knees before these fans!
"I'm obviously straight, okay..." Wen Jiu was falling apart. "Is this the kind of thing a straight guy should be watching?"
"And! Are they even allowed to post this?"
It could pass moderation?
Fucking ridiculous!
But, "I'm so curious about what comes next... Just one last look."
This fan was surprisingly good at editing.
Crouched in a corner of the front courtyard, Wen Jiu reopened the ship video he had not finished.
Then he learned why the video had passed moderation.
Because the smut lasted only a few seconds in the middle, and it only showed their upper bodies. The eleven minutes after that were all sweet moments between them.
As the bullet comments put it, the sweet moments were packed so densely that shippers could never get through them all.
It was so sweet that even Wen Jiu, one of the actual people involved, began to have doubts.
Could it be... that there really was something off between Feng Chi and me?
At the end, a screenshot slowly appeared. Wen Jiu recognized it. It was the trending topic about them back then, nothing but their two names-
#Feng Chi Wen Jiu#
Yet it seemed to tie their fates together completely.
Wen Jiu:
"Those who love me in this world
Try every means to hold me fast.
You are different. Your love is far greater than theirs.
You let me be free."
Feng Chi:
"I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me reach your side."
The final voice-over held the quiet endurance left after fervor had faded, something understated, something of mutual devotion that inexplicably made him want to cry.
Even after the video ended, Wen Jiu was still immersed in the story, unable to pull himself out,
Looking at the pure-love video on his phone, with its clear storyline, he could not help pouting.
Fuck, it was actually kind of touching.
Especially with this music. It was absolutely incredible, okay!
Fuck! Were fans this amazing these days?
Was it really reasonable for them to be this good?
Wen Jiu absolutely refused to admit that watching a ship video had nearly made him cry. He backed out and opened the comments, wanting to prove he was not alone.
Sure enough, the comments were full of little crying-dog emoticons. Wen Jiu nodded, reassured.
Except for that verified badge within his line of sight-
The top comment was Shen Huaian's.
Shen Huaian V: [[Sobbing uncontrollably] Who gets it? It's the middle of the night, and I'm crying like a dog under my covers. He loves him so much, and he loves him so much too! Waaaah, the Lasting CP is a perfect match, the ultimate match, a match made in heaven!
This faithful man is willing to stay single in exchange for my ship being locked together for life! I swallowed the car keys! I hereby declare they're getting mawwied tonight!!!]
Wen Jiu: ...
Don't be so ridiculous.
He ignored the long string of indiscriminate honking, howling, sobbing, and screaming from the shippers below, casually followed Shen Huaian's Weibo account, and clicked through to have a look.
Good lord!
He had even reposted it on his own profile!
The fans were leaving comments below, torn between laughter and tears: Hubby, did you forget to switch to your alt?
Wen Jiu checked the time of the repost: 2:58 a.m.
Mm... impressive.
Only a tiny bit less impressive than he was in real life.
Wen Jiu opened the trending list. Sure enough, #Shen Huaian is shipping Lasting CP too# was already at number ten.
Another two or three related topics were scattered farther down, every one of them utterly ridiculous.
Even more ridiculous was that at 2:59 a.m., the official Weibo account for the variety show "Peach Blossom Spring Secluded Living Diary" had also reposted Shen Huaian's post???
Who exactly was running the official account?!
Gossip-hungry netizens across the internet woke up to fresh gossip.
For a while, discussion of the Lasting CP was positively heated.
So much so that when Wen Jiu put down his phone, his head was filled with the topics on the trending list.
On a fucking scrolling loop, no less!
Shen Huaian was shipping Lasting CP too, the show's official account was shipping Lasting CP too, the official account was leading the Lasting CP shipping, what exactly was Lasting CP, who else was shipping Lasting CP, the entire internet was shipping Lasting CP...
The cameraman got up and spotted a little bundle in the courtyard. He hoisted his precious equipment onto his shoulder and walked toward it. Viewers poured into the livestream, their hearts trembling at the cuteness.
"Xiao Wen, good morning!"
Like a rusted machine, Wen Jiu slowly turned his head, his eyes unfocused.
"Good morning..."
The cameraman: "Holy shit! Are you okay?"
The bullet comments: [Holy shit!! What happened to wifey?]
"I'm fine..." Wen Jiu said. "I'm just... not doing too well."
The cameraman asked tenderly, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Wen Jiu shook his head and stood up. Having crouched for too long, he could not help stumbling a little.
The bullet comments were full of concern.
Just then, Wen Jiu's mouth suddenly moved faster than his brain. "Do you ship Lasting CP too?"
The cameraman: ?
What the fuck???