Chapter 37
Five hundred and twenty hearts completely stunned Yanyan.
It stunned the viewers watching as well.
Then, Si Jingce’s clarification in the chat pushed everything to an even bigger climax—
Someone actually came out publicly on stream?!
The last celebrity who came out had posted a photo of himself kissing his boyfriend on Weibo, then quietly stepped away from the spotlight and went off to live a sweet life with him.
That incident hadn’t even faded yet, and now Si Jingce’s move left everyone even more confused.
Both livestreams were shut down. The audience scattered to other platforms to discuss it.
[Did I see that right? This isn’t hype, right?]
[Who would hype their own sexual orientation…]
[How did this turn into coming out? I’m dumbfounded.]
[Uh… not just coming out, it looked like a confession too.]
Yanyan raised his eyes helplessly toward Si Jingce, dazed, falling straight into those deep, dark eyes. His mind went blank.
Something felt within reach.
Just a little more.
The air in the study seemed to freeze, pressing down so hard it was difficult to breathe. Yanyan unconsciously clenched his clothes, then let go. Time seemed to slow to a crawl.
“The crow Luohuoxi has is in a mutation phase,” Yanyan spoke first, softly. “So I wanted to help it.”
There had been too many people in the livestream just now—he couldn’t explain things clearly to Luohuoxi, so he could only explain to Si Jingce afterward why he had added him on WeChat.
“There’s no need to tell him about the mutation phase,” Si Jingce said. “I’ll have Xiao Li contact him, and I’ll send Xiao Li’s contact to him.”
Luohuoxi wasn’t reliable. If he found out about the mutation phase, he might abandon the crow out of fear, or hand it off carelessly to someone else.
The best way was to let Xiao Li handle it directly.
Si Jingce lowered his head and explained everything to Xiao Li, then put down his phone and looked back at Yanyan.
“Now… can we talk about us?”
He truly hadn’t expected things to go this way.
His phone kept vibrating—probably Yunduan sending message after message apologizing.
Originally… he had planned to confess in a more formal setting.
After holding it in for a long time, Si Jingce finally said, “I really don’t like anyone else.”
“You’re with me every day, eating and sleeping together—you can see… there’s no one else around me but you.”
For some reason, Yanyan didn’t dare look at him. He hurriedly avoided his gaze. “I know.”
He didn’t need to explain to him.
Si Jingce sighed softly. “I think I still need to make this clear.”
“It started… a few days ago, when I realized I had fallen for someone.”
Yanyan pouted, tears already gathering in his eyes. Stubbornly, he said, “I don’t want to know who you like.”
His heart was pounding heavily. He couldn’t take in a single word Si Jingce said.
He didn’t even understand why he was angry.
“Listen to me.” Si Jingce’s voice lowered. “After I realized I liked him, I started preparing to confess. I was ready to be serious about being with him.”
He looked straight at Yanyan. Seeing him sulk like this, his heart ached—but there was also a trace of joy.
Yanyan was jealous.
That realization made Si Jingce quietly ecstatic. But the little bird himself hadn’t figured out where these emotions were coming from, still sulking.
Slowly.
Take it slowly.
“And you?” Si Jingce tilted his head slightly, looking at him gently. “Why are you angry about this?”
“For humans or birds, isn’t finding a suitable partner a good thing?”
“Then why, when I said I like someone, did you get angry?”
Yanyan was stunned.
Why was he angry?
Even he couldn’t explain it clearly.
When he heard that Si Jingce was going to confess to someone, his first thought was—
He would be abandoned.
Once Si Jingce got together with someone else, all his little privileges would disappear.
He wouldn’t be able to squeeze into the same bed, wouldn’t be able to hug him, wouldn’t be able to get kisses on the cheek.
He might even end up stuck in a birdcage, watching Si Jingce do more intimate things with someone else.
He couldn’t accept that.
Yanyan clutched his sleeve tightly, sniffed softly, tried to hold it in—but tears still fell in streams.
He wiped his eyes, red-rimmed and trembling, his voice full of grievance: “If you date someone else… will you throw me away?”
Si Jingce pulled out a few tissues, leaned closer, and gently wiped his tears.
“I won’t,” he said. “I won’t throw you away, and I won’t date anyone else.”
Yanyan froze, as if struck still.
Won’t date anyone else… what did that mean?
Seeing his expression, Si Jingce asked, “Still don’t understand?”
Yanyan shook his head, eyes red.
Si Jingce continued patiently, “Do you think I can only be your ‘brother’?”
“Of course not. You’re my brother,” Yanyan said. “You’re also the one who took me in, my owner. You’re good to me, you gave me a home, gave me food.”
“Then why do you like me holding you? Why do you want me to kiss you every night? Why do you crave my touch? Why do you wag your tail feathers at me? Why do you build nests every day and invite me to live in them with you?”
He threw out question after question, waiting.
Yanyan answered without hesitation, “But… pets like to cuddle with their owners…”
“If you think of yourself as a pet,” Si Jingce pressed on, “then even after I date someone else, you could still act spoiled with me and ask for kisses as a pet. So why, when you heard I like someone, was your first reaction fear of being abandoned—fear that you could never stay close to me like before?”
Yanyan fell silent again.
Helping this little bird understand was extremely difficult. Si Jingce could only wait patiently for him to figure it out.
He reached out and gently rubbed Yanyan’s head.
“I’ve never treated you as a pet,” he said softly. “Yanyan, you are your own person. You are the most important family to me.”
He said, “I can tell you clearly—I do have someone I like. A boy.”
“He’s very cute, very clingy. Every day he pesters me for hugs and kisses, and sometimes even plays little tricks, pretending he can’t walk just so I’ll keep carrying him.”
“At the same time, he’s a bit of a chatterbox—his mouth never stops, always chattering. He’s also greedy when it comes to food—he can finish three whole bags of osmanthus cakes… But because I love him, even his little flaws become little strengths in my eyes.”
“But he’s a bit silly. Even now, he still hasn’t understood what I’m saying.”
Si Jingce smiled lightly. “I’m waiting for him to figure it out. Yanyan, when do you think he’ll finally realize?”
Yanyan replied instinctively, “How would I know what he’s thinking?”
The man sighed helplessly, gave him a light pat, and stood up.
“Let’s not talk about this anymore today,” Si Jingce said. “I’ll go take a shower and sleep early… In a few days I’ll take you to B City to see the snow. For now, you can scroll on your phone and look at your favorite snacks to relax.”
Yanyan watched him leave the study.
The boy, completely confused, slumped over the desk. As soon as he opened his phone, the homepage was already flooded with clips from tonight’s stream.
Everywhere—people were discussing it intensely.
His interactions with Si Jingce had been cut into short videos, paired with fitting background music, piecing together the whole story.
Yanyan stared at it for a long time. That final line—“I don’t like anyone else”—kept echoing in his mind, impossible to shake off.
He dragged the progress bar back and replayed the video again.
When it reached the end, he kept rewinding Si Jingce’s words, listening over and over.
Not liking anyone else… then who does he like?
Yanyan’s mind was blank. He couldn’t think of a single name.
The most popular video had already surpassed ten thousand comments, even climbing onto the trending list.
Biting his finger, Yanyan opened the comments. Floor after floor of discussion stacked endlessly.
[? Just passing by, can someone tell me what novel this plot is from?]
[I declare this the best livestream CP of the year—every frame is worth savoring! First lcberg using his alt to help little bro win PK, then the unexpected twist, little bro’s mood crashing, lcberg panicking to comfort him and snapping at Luohuoxi…]
[Shh, don’t mention Luohuoxi, or next time he’ll copy this with Leidian.]
[Damn… I think I accidentally ruined lcberg’s confession plan…]
[Yunduan, on the night you successfully proposed to Bobomei, what were you thinking? The joy of getting a wife, or the fear of ruining your bro’s plan?]
[The look on little bro’s face mid-stream broke my heart—I almost went to curse lcberg as a scumbag…]
[Ah, 520 hearts—such a symbolic number. So lcberg’s confession target is Donut little bro, right?]
[Do you even need to ask? It’s obvious.]
[Even if I get banned I’m spamming this—lcberg likes the little bro! lcberg likes the little bro! Not some unknown girl—he likes the little bro!]
The flood of comments filled the screen, stabbing into Yanyan’s eyes.
His brain shut down.
After a long while, it slowly began to process everything.
Brother… likes me?
All the details he had previously overlooked suddenly clicked into place, clearing the fog in his mind. He froze, heart pounding wildly.
A complicated joy bubbled up like shaken soda, overflowing uncontrollably—
Brother likes me?!
Yes… that’s right.
Brother likes me!
…
When Si Jingce came out of the shower, he saw Yanyan still sitting in the study.
Both the computer and phone screens were dark. He sat there in the same posture, like a frozen statue, completely still.
Hearing the faint sound of footsteps behind him, the boy’s lashes trembled slightly. He slowly turned around.
“Brother, I understand what you meant now.”
His face flushed unnaturally red, and he stammered—
“Y-you… are you trying to mate with me?”





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