Chapter 26
[Oi—who’s bathing whom?!]
[Take a step back—can’t you two just stream it in the bathroom?]
[Take ten thousand steps back—why not just stream doing it directly??]
Si Jingce: …………
[Just thinking about it is already so steamy! A mist-filled bathroom, Yanyan flushed pink all over, pinned against the mirror by lcberg, water droplets from his hair falling onto lcberg, spreading into wet patches…]
[With lcberg’s build, he definitely looks like the type who can lift his little brother onto the sink with one hand!]
[Ahhh more more more!!]
Before the stream could get banned, Si Jingce ended it at lightning speed.
His movements were hurried, even a little flustered.
Yanyan, sitting nearby, didn’t understand why he suddenly panicked and tilted his head to look at him.
“You’ll wash yourself today.”
Si Jingce had been completely thrown off by the comments. It took him a while to recover. “Now that you’re human, you need to learn independence.”
Yanyan pointed at his legs. “But I can’t walk. I might fall in the bathroom.”
That was indeed a problem.
Yanyan couldn’t walk yet and would need help for quite some time.
But today, there was no way Si Jingce was going to bathe him.
“You can turn back into a bird,” Si Jingce offered a solution.
Yanyan: “But wet feathers sticking to my body feel really uncomfortable.”
“And they’re very hard to dry.”
He glanced at Si Jingce, disappointed. “You really won’t help me wash?”
Si Jingce: “No.”
Yanyan avoided his gaze. “Alright then… I’ll just turn into a bird. Even if it’s uncomfortable, it doesn’t matter.”
The man didn’t react.
Yanyan raised his voice slightly. “If my feathers don’t dry properly and I get seriously sick—well! It’s! Fine!”
Si Jingce gave in. “…I’ll wash you. I’ll go run some hot water first.”
He stood up and pushed Yanyan into the bedroom. As he moved, his hand brushed against the boy’s pale neck exposed to the air…
Hehe, I can take advantage of brother again!
Si Jingce paused slightly, and a scene flashed through his mind.
The two of them were in the bathroom.
The boy sat in the bathtub, covered in white foam, while he picked up a towel to dry his hair.
Yanyan suddenly smiled mischievously and tugged his arm down.
His white shirt became soaked, clinging to his body, his abs faintly visible…
…
Si Jingce: …
He looked down at what he was wearing today.
White.
His expression changed instantly. “I’m not washing you anymore. Turn into a bird yourself.”
The smile on Yanyan’s face froze.
Wait—why did he suddenly change his mind??
Before he could ask, whoosh—Si Jingce had already grabbed a coat and zipped it all the way up, covering even his chin.
He looked at Yanyan, as if wanting to say something but stopping himself.
“What exactly are you thinking about in that head of yours?”
Yanyan played dumb. “N-nothing.”
He had just imagined brother’s abs…
But how did Si Jingce know?!
Yanyan couldn’t help touching his face. Was his expression really that obvious?
No matter how much he acted cute or coaxed him, Si Jingce refused to change his mind.
Left with no choice, Yanyan sulked and turned into a bird to bathe.
The round little chubby bird popped out from the pile of clothes, followed Si Jingce into the bathroom, and perched on the faucet as he filled up a small bath.
The heater was on, so it wasn’t too cold. The little bird dipped a claw into the water to test it, then jumped in.
Just as Si Jingce was about to leave, Yanyan suddenly flapped his wings, splashing a bit of water onto him.
Si Jingce turned to look.
Yanyan looked away innocently.
A patch of his clothes was wet. Si Jingce took it off, tossed it into the washing machine, then leaned back on the bed and scrolled through Weibo.
His feed was completely flooded with tonight’s stream.
With five streamers together, the popularity had already been high. Add in all the chaos that happened, and the effect was explosive. His fan page was filled with all kinds of fan creations.
Edited videos, fanfiction, even fan art.
One piece showed Yanyan holding a fork with fruit, offering it to his lips, while he leaned slightly to the side, biting into it, his gaze fixed on Yanyan.
Si Jingce stared at it for a while.
Long-pressed.
Saved.
That one was still relatively normal. But the further he scrolled, the more questionable things became.
Everyone seemed especially fixated on their last exchange before ending the stream. Most of the creations revolved around that.
Si Jingce saw a chibi version of Yanyan leaning half-lidded against the bathtub, cheeks and body drawn soft and plump. Beside him, a chibi version of himself was carefully bathing Yanyan, with a little caramel-colored finch perched on his shoulder.
…Not bad. Acceptable.
Until one image loaded.
The moment it appeared, Si Jingce snapped his phone shut, trying to steady his racing heart.
How did this even pass review??
Both of them were completely unclothed—there wasn’t even any censorship on key areas!
After bracing himself mentally, he opened his phone again—
Only to see that Yunduan had liked the post.
Si Jingce: ?
And then the like was quickly removed.
He directly messaged Yunduan, sending just a period.
[Yunduan]: Sorry bro… if I say it was a slip of the hand, would you believe me?
Si Jingce didn’t.
[Yunduan]: Haha, actually these fan creations are pretty interesting. It’s nice to look at them once in a while. I also love seeing the ones people draw of me and Bobo Mei.
After quite a while, Yunduan sent another message.
[Bro I’m really not just being nosy, but I have to ask—where did this “little brother” even come from? What’s his relationship with you?]
[Si Jingce]: He calls me brother. What do you think the relationship is?
[Yunduan]: He also calls you “master.”
Seeing Si Jingce still brushing him off, Yunduan dug up their previous chat history.
He pressed voice message and shamelessly imitated Si Jingce’s tone: “Mm… I’m not that open-minded to describe my sex life with my partner on stream~”
Si Jingce suddenly had the urge to kill someone.
From the bathroom came a couple of chirps, indicating the little bird had finished bathing.
Si Jingce took a dry towel and went in, wrapping the pearl bird up and drying him.
Yanyan was clearly still holding a grudge from earlier.
He suddenly bumped into Si Jingce, leaving a small wet bird-shaped mark on his clothes.
Si Jingce tapped his head. “Stop messing around.”
Yanyan immediately bit his finger, grumbling in dissatisfaction.
Si Jingce turned on the hairdryer, set it a bit farther away, and gently dried his feathers, occasionally stroking his back.
The little bird squinted comfortably, but the next moment was startled awake by a ringing phone.
Si Jingce checked—it was Gui Yaying calling.
The buzz from today’s stream had been intense. It was only a matter of time before she asked about it—just sooner than expected.
After a brief hesitation, he answered.
“Mom.”
Gui Yaying: ?
“Why do you sound so guilty?” she laughed. “I saw you started streaming again. Is Yanyan fully recovered?”
Si Jingce hummed. “He’s completely fine now. I found a specialist today—there shouldn’t be any more issues.”
Gui Yaying let out a sigh of relief. “That’s good.”
Si Jingce briefly mentioned Dr. Chen. After all, he had provided some initial direction to ease Yanyan’s condition.
Gui Yaying thought for a moment. “Then we should find a chance to thank him properly. Do you have any ideas?”
Si Jingce already had one.
After discussing with Xiao Li earlier, he had purchased the treatment plan for pet mutation from him, then planned to gift it to Dr. Chen as thanks.
The plan would bring Dr. Chen steady income.
As for the rest… it involved confidential matters and couldn’t be disclosed.
He omitted certain details and explained his idea.
“That works,” Gui Yaying agreed. “Coincidentally, Dr. Chen will be checking your two older brothers in a few days. Why don’t you come home for a meal?”
It had been a long time since Si Jingce went home.
He refused just as quickly. “No.”
“There’s no overnight feud between father and son,” she said disapprovingly. “Your dad is just old-fashioned. Even though he says he disapproves, he actually watches your streams.”
Si Jingce had fallen out with his father long ago.
Instead of following the family’s planned path, he chose to become a streamer—something that infuriated his father.
The two fell silent.
Then Si Jingce suddenly thought of something. “You said he watches my streams?”
Gui Yaying: “Mm…”
Si Jingce: “Not tonight’s too, right?”
Gui Yaying finally got to the point. “So… who is that boy?”
Si Jingce: …
His silence only made her more anxious.
Clips of their close interactions had already been sent to her. If she wanted, she could have easily had someone investigate the boy.
“He has the surname Si,” Si Jingce said. “You can think of him as… a younger brother.”
Gui Yaying was shocked. “Since when did the Si family gain another relative?!”
Si Jingce couldn’t come up with a reasonable explanation.
The pearl bird, having listened for a while, chirped to help him out.
“Chirp!”
“Is that Yanyan?” Gui Yaying’s voice softened immediately. “Baby, do you miss mom?”
“Chirp chirp chirp!”
I do!
“Mom misses you too. Eat well, okay? I’ll come visit you soon.”
“Chirp!”
The two chatted for quite a while. Si Jingce couldn’t figure out how she could understand Yanyan so accurately despite the language barrier…
After teasing her “bird son,” Gui Yaying returned her attention to her actual son and sighed.
“You should come home,” she said. “Explain things to your dad yourself.”
Anyone could see something was off between him and that boy—especially people as perceptive as his parents.
“…Fine,” Si Jingce said. “But I’m bringing him with me.”
He wasn’t comfortable leaving Yanyan home alone.
“He’s afraid of cats. You might have to keep the two cats upstairs.”
The Si household often had guests, and some were afraid of cats too—this wasn’t a problem.
Gui Yaying understood.
After hanging up, Si Jingce’s expression remained troubled.
This was only the beginning.
If his parents ever found out… that Yanyan had been added to his household registration—
That would truly cause chaos.
Seeing Yanyan nearly dry, Si Jingce turned off the hairdryer.
The little bird shook himself, fluffing up, then burrowed into the blanket.
Soon, the blanket bulged—and a naked boy crawled out.
Si Jingce handed him clothes. Yanyan slowly put on the oversized T-shirt.
“Are we going to see mom in a few days?” Yanyan asked, having overheard the call.
Si Jingce nodded. “Mm.”
To prevent any accidents, he said seriously, “You absolutely cannot tell anyone that you’re a bird. Not even my parents.”
Yanyan nodded, half understanding.
He wouldn’t go around telling people!
Si Jingce smiled and patted his head. “Go to sleep. I’m going to shower.”
While he was in the bathroom, Yanyan lay on the bed, hugging the blanket and rubbing his cheek against it.
The bedding was soft—like a cozy bird nest—wrapping him completely.
He suddenly sat up and started rearranging the blanket.
A bird’s nest should look like this…
…
When Si Jingce came out of the shower, he looked up—
And saw his blanket turned into a giant “bird nest.”
The boy, cheeks flushed, poked his head out and smiled at him.
“Brother, come quickly! I made a new nest—it can fit you this time!”
Layers of blankets were piled together, with his clothes stuffed in the middle, all crumpled and wrinkled by Yanyan.
Si Jingce’s mind went blank on the spot.
Yanyan had shown no unusual behavior after coming back, to the point that he had almost forgotten the most important thing—
The little bird was still in mating season. It would build a nest.
And then invite the one it liked to move into its new nest together.
A flood of thoughts flashed through Si Jingce’s mind. Without thinking, he picked up a blanket and walked out of the room.
Yanyan: ?
“What are you doing?”
“I almost forgot to tell you.” Si Jingce said expressionlessly, “Starting today, we’ll sleep in separate rooms.”
Yanyan was still too young. His behavior was uninhibited, but his thinking hadn’t aligned with human norms yet.
Si Jingce was a normal man—he couldn’t have no reaction at all.
If this continued, something would happen.
He wouldn’t be able to hold back.
Whether it was Xiao Li’s warnings, the misunderstandings their stream might cause with his parents, or anything else—
Every single thing was reminding him…
“You’re human now. We should keep some distance.”
Yanyan stared at him, saying nothing.
“Brother, come closer.”
Si Jingce walked back over.
Yanyan suddenly reached out, wrapped his arms around his neck, and pressed their foreheads together.
“You’re not sick?” the boy asked in confusion. “Or did playing games break your brain?”
Their breaths intertwined. Si Jingce’s lashes trembled slightly as he stared at him.
Yanyan said angrily, “You carried me around all day, helped me change clothes, bought me so many things.”
“At night, you taught me how to play games step by step. I fed you fruit, and you didn’t refuse…”
“And now you’re saying we need to keep our distance.”
In his frustration, Yanyan bit down on Si Jingce’s neck, leaving a faint mark.
“Brother, why are you so flustered?” he asked, tilting his head up.
“Is it because you’ve never been this close with anyone before, so now you’re shy?”




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