# Chapter 83
Shi Luo still felt like something was off with Yu Sui. He'd been fine before bed, but now he'd suddenly become like this upon waking, with no warning whatsoever—what was going on?
"Why are you suddenly bringing this up…" Shi's voice carried the hoarseness of someone who'd just woken up. "What's actually wrong?"
Shi Luo was naturally sensitive. Ever since they'd first met, he'd been able to pick up on any shift in Yu Sui's emotions. Shi frowned. "Did something happen?"
Shi couldn't help but be suspicious. He'd truly had enough of experiencing Yu Sui's topsy-turvy luck. The slightest sign of something unusual from Yu Sui, and Shi couldn't bring himself to think positively.
The exhaustion in Shi's eyes vanished in an instant. He leaned back slightly, his gaze gaining a new wariness. "You know… do you remember the last time you suddenly became especially gentle with me out of nowhere?"
Yu Sui's heart was aching from that audio clip from earlier. All he wanted was to be tender with Shi Luo. He kissed Shi's forehead, his thoughts wandering as he asked, "When?"
Shi Luo lowered his voice. "When you were about to send me to NSN…"
Yu Sui felt another knife pierce his heart.
Shi touched his own forehead, feeling even more certain this wasn't a good omen. He continued, "Do you know when my mom kissed my forehead for the only time she ever did?"
"It was the day before she sent me to my dad's house."
Yu Sui took a deep breath. His heart was being stabbed to pieces by Shi Luo.
The insecurity that was part of Shi's very nature made it impossible for him to accept any tenderness that exceeded his expectations. Shi sat in the bed, his expression poor, and asked bitterly, "To this day, I still think this forehead of mine is extremely unlucky. Why would you randomly kiss it?!"
Yu Sui paused, nearly laughing from how Shi was pushing his buttons.
Before Shi could say anything else, Yu Sui pulled him close and kissed his forehead again. And again.
Shi tried to push Yu Sui away but discovered, after two attempts, that he couldn't budge him at all.
Yu Sui simply had a weak stomach and was on the thin side, but he was a twenty-one-year-old man in his prime. Comparing strength, Shi was no match for Yu Sui.
Yu Sui pressed Shi back down onto the bed, kissing his forehead over and over until Shi finally stopped pushing back in submission.
Yu Sui gazed down at Shi and asked softly, "Still going to fight me?"
Yu Sui's breath ghosted across Shi's neck, and Shi's nape instantly flushed red.
The memories were pulled back two years.
When Shi had first joined FS, he'd constantly been bickering with Chen Huo for no reason.
No cause, no justification. It was as if the two of them had sensed from the start that they would end up in the same profession, naturally exclusive and incompatible. They didn't need any real conflict—just one look could set them off.
Once, Shi couldn't even remember what had sparked it, but he'd been arguing with Chen Huo again. After half an hour of mutual sniping, they'd finally escalated from verbal sparring to physical combat. Under Puppy's witness, they'd decided to have an arm-wrestling match to determine who was the real weakling.
Shi had given it everything he had, but he still hadn't beaten Chen Huo.
It had been off by just a little.
Seventeen-year-old Shi's face was worth more than the world. After losing to Chen Huo and enduring another round of mockery, he was absolutely furious. When Puppy saw that Shi hadn't beaten Chen Huo, his courage suddenly grew too, and he also challenged Shi to a round. Shi had already strained his entire arm wrestling Chen Huo, so Puppy won without even breaking a sweat.
Chen Huo and Puppy collapsed in laughter, whistling and calling Shi an underaged little pup. Shi was so angry he didn't even want to go to dinner. He walked around with a black face, wanting to bite whoever crossed his path.
Yu Sui, who had been watching the whole thing, finished his solo queue game and suddenly said he wanted to try once with Shi.
Chen Huo and Puppy laughed even harder.
Shi was already feeling humiliated and was irritated beyond reason—he absolutely did not want to lose again. But after Yu Sui provoked him with a few casual barbs, he decided that backing down would be even more shameful, so he勉强 agreed.
But Shi had been absolutely furious at the time.
Chen Huo had been arguing with him, and not only did Yu Sui not take his side, but he'd laughed along with the others and joined in mocking him.
What was with the rotation? Were they all ganging up on him?
They were teammates who had been together on the same team for years. Shi was just a new substitute, an outsider.
At that time, Shi hadn't been warmed over by Yu Sui yet. He was bristling with thorns, terribly sensitive and reclusive. In that moment, he felt his heart grow cold—Yu Sui simply didn't care about him.
Shi glared as he arm-wrestled Yu Sui. Yu Sui had started out fairly strong, but after just a short while, he couldn't hold on anymore. Shi looked completely surprised as he won against Yu Sui.
Chen Huo and Puppy, familiar with the ways of esports trash talk where fans hype you up when you win and tear you down when you lose, immediately abandoned Shi and turned to mock Yu Sui instead. Their change of attitude was faster than turning a page.
Yu Sui didn't seem to care. He rubbed his palm and admitted outright that he simply didn't have much strength. Puppy even posted a provocative tweet that day mocking Yu Sui.
Shi, caught up in the banter with Chen Huo and Puppy, hadn't noticed anything unusual.
From then on, he simply assumed Yu Sui was weaker than him—until one minute ago.
Shi hadn't been able to move Yu Sui even slightly just now.
He was no match for Yu Sui at all.
Shi heard Yu Sui whisper in his ear, "Luo Luo, do you know that I used to let you win before?"
Shi's eyes trembled slightly. His arms instantly lost their strength. Yu Sui kissed his forehead again.
No one could resist this kind of tenderness. Shi relaxed his guard slightly, but couldn't help mumbling, "Really nothing's wrong?"
Shi heard Yu Sui say helplessly, "What could possibly be wrong?"
Shi paused, frowning slightly. "What if the club has some situation again and you're about to trade me? Your team always seems to have problems…"
"Nothing's wrong. It's just…"
Outside, the rain was falling harder and harder. Dark clouds blotted out the sun, and the unlit room felt like deep night. Shi couldn't see Yu Sui's expression. He only heard Yu Sui whisper in his ear, "I just miss you. I want to spend more time with you…"
"The more I like you, the more it hurts… I don't know how else to treat you well."
By some twist of fate, Shi suddenly understood Yu Sui's urgency and his true feelings.
The more he liked, the more it hurt.
Shi pressed his lips together and said hoarsely, "Me too. When it got cold in the early morning, I couldn't sleep at all… I was worried your stomach would hurt again. It killed me… mmph."
Before Shi could finish speaking, Yu Sui kissed him on the lips.
Shi didn't dodge this time. He tilted his chin up slightly.
A moment later, Shi's cheeks grew increasingly red. He bent his legs slightly and awkwardly tried to pull back.
Shi thought his movements were natural and that Yu Sui might not necessarily notice anything.
Shi carefully shifted a small distance to the side. Before he could费力 hide himself, he heard Yu Sui chuckle softly.
Shi froze.
Yu Sui kissed his ear. "Noticed it a while ago… Don't move. One million for an all-night service."
Shi's eyes flew open, and then he tightly clenched his teeth.
Outside, the rain kept pouring down. Half an hour later, Shi went to the shower.
He adjusted the water temperature lower, but even after rinsing for a while, his neck and chest were still flushed.
Yu Sui was gentle on the surface, but when he actually got intimate, he was ruthless. He played the scumbag routine so well Shi had absolutely no defense. Shi was completely at his mercy—his waist was still soft.
Shi didn't want to think about what would happen if the two of them actually did everything together.
Shi's breathing was still a bit unsteady. He rinsed his hair and muttered softly, "He's going to be the death of me…"
The bathroom door was suddenly knocked on. Shi quickly turned off the shower. From outside the door, Yu Sui asked, "I'm ordering takeout. What do you want to eat?"
Shi's mind was full of Yu Sui at the moment. He couldn't think about food. He hesitated and said, "Same as you… just don't make me drink only porridge."
Outside the bathroom, Yu Sui agreed and didn't ask anything else. He must have been placing the order.
When Shi finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom in his clothes, he noticed his dirty duvet cover had been tossed to one side. Fresh bedding was on the bed, and the blanket was neatly folded and spread out.
If Shi remembered correctly, Yu Sui's dorm room was always cleaned by an assigned阿姨. He'd once been scolded by the阿姨 for being such a big man who couldn't even put on a duvet cover.
Shi glanced at Yu Sui, who was on the phone with the delivery driver at the window giving him the room number. Then he looked at his neatly tucked fresh duvet cover…
So it wasn't that the medical staff was incapable—it was just that he'd been spoiled rotten and never did any housework.
But he'd done it for Shi.
Yu Sui hung up the phone. When he turned around and saw Shi looking at him, he smiled knowingly. He顺手tidied up the side table that had gotten messy when he'd fetched the new duvet cover and closed the drawer. "I'm too lazy to clean my own room… Yours is different."
"The food's here. I'll go get it." Yu Sui asked Shi, "Should I bring it to your room?"
There was no training scheduled for the afternoon, so Shi naturally wanted to continue being all over Yu Sui. He nodded.
Yu Sui went out to get the food. Shi dried his hair and walked to the bed before noticing that Yu Sui had picked up the jacket Shi had dropped on the floor earlier, folded it neatly, and placed it nicely on the headboard.
They were tiny, insignificant things, but piled together they made Shi's chest swell almost to bursting.
On the competition stage, he was invincible. Strong and cold Whisper—only Shi knew how gentle and meticulous he was in private.
Shi's chest felt hot and full. He really wanted to brag to someone.
But there was no one he could tell.
He couldn't announce it publicly for everyone to know, and he couldn't tell the few friends he had from other teams. And the people on his own team who knew about their situation…
Shi absolutely wasn't going to tell Zhou Huo or Puppy about his private affairs with Yu Sui.
It was too embarrassing, too cheesy, too insane.
But Shi still really wanted to talk about it.
Shi opened his Weibo and looked at his account with two million followers. He hesitated for a tenth of a second before认命switching to his alt.
This alt account of Shi was originally for trading insults with haters. He didn't use it much, and after coming to Free, it had been practically abandoned. The few times he'd logged in, it was always when his desire to vent was at its strongest and he felt too embarrassed to use his main.
The last post was from half a month ago—just one line, so sappy Shi himself couldn't even look at it:
【You treat me so well, so well that you've smoothed away all my sense of unfairness. Yu Sui.】
The one above that was even sappier. Shi suspected that day he'd probably gotten drunk at an after-competition team dinner.
【If we grow old someday, if our memory fades, if our memories of the past become blurry, I must come back to reread this post. Remember clearly—your favorite person is Yu Sui, the only person you've ever liked is Yu Sui, the person who treats you best is Yu Sui, the person who gives you hope again and again is Yu Sui, the person who pulled you out of the abyss is Yu Sui… you can forget anything, but never this person.】
The post above that, Shi remembered clearly. It was from the day they made their relationship official.
【Making a record: today, Yu Sui and I are together.】
When feelings run deep, any cheesiness sounds plausible. But looking back later, you want to knock out your own teeth. Shi absolutely couldn't say these things out loud, but posting on his alt was fine.
Shi thought about it. As he hesitated over what to write today—whether writing everything would get him banned—he was surprised to find his junk alt had quite a few comments.
This account only had fifty-six followers, and probably fifty of those were zombie accounts auto-generated by software. Where had all these comments come from?
Shi's heart stirred. Could it be—
Yu Sui had found it?
Shi's face flushed scarlet. Awkward and flustered, he stood up and paced the room twice. After hesitating for a long while, he finally mustered his courage and opened the comments with a hint of anticipation.
There were tons of comments. Shi read from top to bottom, and the blush on his face slowly disappeared, gradually turning cold.
Shi had underestimated his team's popularity and underestimated how obsessive Yu Sui's fans could be. Using his alt to post with Yu Sui's full name out in the open, there was no way to escape the fans' sharp eyes.
[Another one lost it.]
["Yu Sui and I are together." May I ask, how much did you drink to post something like this?]
[Look, there's a delusional fan here.]
[Honestly speaking, our team's crazy fans really are numerous. Whisper's especially.]
[Please give esports back its clear blue skies, I'm begging you.]
[Seriously, I'm worried about your mental state.]
[Otherwise, go see a doctor? I'll crowdfund for you, on behalf of our fans.]