Chapter 34
“It’s fine.” Si Jingce didn’t give him the gun. “I can handle it.”
Yunduan: …
[Trying to act tough right now isn’t a good idea.]
[It’s just a casual match, nothing serious.]
[Have you guys never seen lcberg snipe before? At his peak, every shot hits—no bullets wasted.]
[That’s only if he can actually find the target.]
[Alright, stop hahaha!]
Yanyan was also cheering from the side, waving his hand. “Brother! Go! Brother! Go—”
But remembering how Si Jingce couldn’t find anyone just now, his voice gradually got smaller.
He tugged at Si Jingce’s sleeve and whispered, “But brother… maybe you should give the gun to Yunduan…”
He didn’t mean to doubt his eyesight.
Not at all!
Absolutely not!
Si Jingce turned to look at him.
Yanyan immediately put on a bright, innocent smile.
“I know you’re very strong, you can show me next time.” Yanyan took off his headset and leaned closer, whispering in his ear, “But right now we should let Yunduan show off to Sister Bobo Mei.”
Si Jingce chuckled softly. “How do you know all this?”
“When male birds are courting, they always dress up and show their charm in front of females,” Yanyan said seriously. “Humans are the same. We shouldn’t disturb them.”
“Oh,” Si Jingce said.
“But I also want to show off for you right now.”
The boy froze for a moment, unable to respond.
He frowned, conflicted. “But…”
But what if brother still can’t find anyone?
Seeing the little bird’s brain tying itself into knots again, Si Jingce relented. “Alright, I’ll give the gun to Yunduan.”
Yunduan received the AWM.
Yanyan’s voice grew even softer. “We have to be quiet… don’t let Sister Bobo Mei know.”
Si Jingce glanced at the still-open mic. “Okay.”
Bobo Mei heard it.
The entire livestream heard it.
[So good at coaxing… looking at my useless boyfriend now]
[I’m going to die from shipping this in the stream today]
Bobo Mei was over the moon, squealing wildly. “lcberg, what color sack do you want to put over little brother? I’ll knit one for you on the spot!”
Yunduan: “…I see, I’m just part of your play.”
Even so, Yunduan suddenly felt competitive, determined to show off in front of his girlfriend.
There weren’t many AWM bullets left, so he had to conserve them.
As the safe zone shrank further, many players camped at the edge to ambush others. Along the way, Si Jingce kept looting, picking up all remaining bandages and drinks, occasionally scoring a med kit or two.
The number of players dropped sharply, and the kill feed slowed down.
Yunduan and Si Jingce hid on a rooftop, Yunduan aiming his sniper into the distance.
“There’s one full squad left,” Yunduan licked his lips. “But I only have three bullets left.”
Si Jingce: “How confident are you?”
“They all have level-three helmets—low chances. Maybe I can take two, but it’ll expose our position.”
With an 8x scope AWM plus a suppressor, it was worth a gamble.
With only a few players left, the enemy didn’t dare act rashly either. Yunduan seized the moment, blew off one player’s level-three helmet with a shot, then quickly hid.
That player’s HP dropped to near zero and retreated to heal. Meanwhile, Si Jingce threw a grenade, forcing the others out from behind cover.
Yunduan fired twice, taking down two players. The AWM was now useless—just as he switched weapons, the enemy located him and landed a headshot, eliminating Yunduan.
“Damn, that’s all I could do.” Yunduan let go of the mouse, frustrated.
Now it was one versus two.
Chances were slim.
“Now it depends on luck,” Si Jingce said.
He looted Yunduan’s crate for medical supplies. The safe zone refreshed again—this time landing right on the house Si Jingce was in.
He didn’t move, calmly counting his med kits.
[Huh? Is he going to tank the zone to win?]
[Probably. If the other two do the same, it’s risky.]
[He gathered a lot of meds earlier—he might survive.]
Seeing the zone on his position, Si Jingce relaxed slightly. Soon, he heard footsteps inside the house below.
The two enemies searched the house but found nothing, and the sounds disappeared.
Time passed, the zone shrank again.
Then Si Jingce made a bold move.
He left the house and hid in the grass nearby.
Wearing a ghillie suit, he could somewhat blend in, and from this position, he could see the two enemies searching inside the house.
Once inside the poison zone, his HP dropped rapidly. Si Jingce timed it perfectly, continuously using med kits.
[This is so tense—one second too slow and he’s dead…]
[They’re starting to look for him now.]
The remaining two players ventured out into the zone, searching cautiously but not daring to go too far. No matter how they searched, they couldn’t find him.
Soon, only two players remained.
Unable to endure any longer, the enemy started throwing grenades everywhere.
“If one hits, it’s over.”
Si Jingce’s hands never stopped, healing at the absolute limit. The zone shrank to its final state—no more room to move.
At last, the enemy found his direction, but after taking a few steps toward him, they died to the zone.
The screen lit up.
Winner Winner Chicken Dinner.
They won.
[That was insanely clutch!]
[Damn, such steady nerves—I would’ve panicked long ago!]
“Ahhh!! Brother we won!”
Yanyan screamed in excitement, hugging him tightly and rubbing against him.
The voice chat was full of chaotic shouting. Si Jingce took off his headset and said calmly, “Basic operation.”
[Alright, you showed off.]
[You really showed off.]
Yunduan’s hands were still trembling slightly as he quickly invited Si Jingce and Yanyan for another round.
After playing for a while, Si Jingce noticed Yanyan rubbing his eyes in fatigue, so he urged him to go back to bed first and warm up the blankets.
“I won’t be streaming tomorrow. Don’t wait in the stream—I’m taking a day off.”
The voice channel hadn’t disconnected yet. Si Jingce heard Yunduan chuckle foolishly. “Hehe, not going anywhere special—tomorrow is my second anniversary with Bobo Mei. We’re going out on a date.”
[! Already two years? You two better stay sweet forever.]
[QAQ No stream then?]
[Some people have their second anniversary, while a certain thirty-year-old is still single.]
[? Who are you calling thirty? He’s only twenty-five!]
“What’s there to stream about a date? Alright, I’m off.”
Yunduan closed his stream, but he and Si Jingce were still connected on voice.
“Oh right, bro, help me take a look.” Yunduan sent a photo. “What do you think of this?”
The photo showed a carefully arranged proposal scene. In the center was Bobo Mei’s favorite bouquet, flower petals scattered beautifully across the ground, and a dazzling diamond ring shining in the middle.
Si Jingce paused. “You’re proposing tomorrow?”
“Yeah.” Yunduan scratched his head shyly. “Streaming helped me buy a house and a car. I can’t keep making her wait.”
“Oh, Bobo Mei is pretty shy, so only some of her friends will be there. I also hinted for her to dress up tomorrow.”
Si Jingce looked carefully. “It’s perfect. You’ve thought it through.”
Hearing that, Yunduan rubbed his hands together.
“But I’m nervous!” he said. “I’ve been nervous all night—I can’t sleep.”
“No, I should rest properly to be in perfect condition tomorrow. I won’t chat anymore.”
Seeing he was about to log off, Si Jingce quickly stopped him. “Wait. I have something to ask you too.”
Yunduan: ?
Si Jingce opened the photo again, looking at it over and over. “You…”
After a long pause, he finally said, “How did you and Bobo Mei get together?”
Yunduan: “…Do you want to hear my entire love story overnight?”
“No.” Si Jingce paused. “I want to ask…”
“How do you pursue someone?”
Yunduan’s brain froze for a long time.
Only when he heard Bobo Mei’s slippers approaching from the living room did he snap back.
“Who are you pursuing?” he asked instinctively. “Yanyan?”
“Mm.”
He had figured it out—he liked Yanyan, and he was serious.
Yunduan covered his mouth in shock. “You two aren’t even dating yet?!”
With the way they interact?!
“Not dating.”
Realizing his reaction, Yunduan laughed awkwardly. “No other meaning… but I’m straight, I really don’t know how to pursue a boy.”
“But going along with what he likes always works.”
Yanyan likes snacks, likes hugging and sticking close, likes the scent on him—especially that Cangshan Snow perfume. Whenever he smells it, Yanyan becomes especially clingy.
According to how birds court, Si Jingce should also carefully build their “nest”—make their home comfortable enough that Yanyan would want to stay.
“Of course, you can’t just force it from the start,” Yunduan added knowingly. “You’ll scare him away. Can I ask—how far have you two gone?”
Si Jingce frowned. “How do you measure that?”
“Have you hugged?”
“Yes.”
“Held hands?”
“Yes.”
“Kissed?”
“…On the cheek.”
Yunduan shouted again, “And you call that not dating?!”
“Not dating.”
“Then what are you two now…?”
“We sleep in the same bed. I give him a goodnight kiss every day. He likes being held and clings to me a lot,” Si Jingce said. “But we’re not dating.”
Yunduan: …
“So that’s the situation.” Yunduan sighed. “People are different, I guess. When I was in the ambiguous stage with Bobo Mei, even brushing hands made us blush for ages.”
“But nothing like you—hugging every day and goodnight kisses.”
That’s not dating?
Bro, you can fool yourself, but don’t fool me.
He analyzed rapidly, “If Yanyan doesn’t reject this kind of closeness, then you definitely have a chance. Try testing his attitude.”
“But the process still matters—you have to show your intentions.”
Si Jingce seemed to understand. “Got it.”
“Good luck with your proposal.”
“You too.” Yunduan replied with mock sarcasm, “Not-dating bro.”
Si Jingce: …
After shutting down the computer, Si Jingce returned to the bedroom.
As soon as he entered, he saw a little mound on the bed. Yanyan was curled up inside, and upon hearing him, poked his head out from under the blanket.
“I warmed up the bed already.” The boy’s cheeks were flushed. “Come quickly.”
Si Jingce’s heart softened.
“Okay,” he said gently. “I’ll wash up first.”
It was cold, and sleeping while holding Yanyan was very comfortable. The boy would unconsciously burrow into his arms, adjusting until he found the perfect position to fall asleep.
Si Jingce quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face. As he was about to leave, he noticed the perfume sitting nearby.
Yanyan loved this scent—every time he smelled it, he became even clingier.
He was going to openly tempt this silly little bird now.
Without hesitation, Si Jingce picked up the perfume—
—and sprayed it on himself several times.


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