Part 2
Jiang Shulu: “Uncle will go.”
Yao Lixin: “Then Xichao, you coming home with me?”
Tang Yue: “San-ge is going to the Boss’s house to wait for him to eat.”
Jiang Shulu: “The food at the old mansion isn’t good.”
Liu Xichao: “What are you smug about? You still need Uncle to cover for you.”
Jiang Shulu shook his head: “Not covering, it’s a showdown.”
He didn’t explain too clearly, but Liu Xichao could ask Jiang He. After finishing, Jiang Shulu took Tang Yue to play.
As the year’s end approached, fine snow fell slowly.
Many shops in S City were closed, and the snacks Tang Yue liked vanished.
Jiang Shulu and Tang Yue went to the supermarket, bought a lot of things, and drove back to the dorm together.
Tang Yue: “Are the things in the safe useful to you?”
After Tang Yue transmigrated, he thought he couldn’t open the safe, so he just tried the password he commonly used on Planet 9787.
Surprisingly, it opened just like that.
For a moment, he felt very intimate with the Tang Yue he swapped with.
Although they had never met, it seemed that in the unseen world, they were mirrors of each other.
Fingerprints, blood type, appearance, voice, etc., were all exactly the same.
Maybe if they really met, ordinary people really wouldn’t be able to tell them apart.
Tang Yue had saved some assets on Planet 9787, including the house and car left by his parents.
He hoped that Tang Yue could survive, although it wasn’t a huge sum.
The safe in this world also contained the other’s diary.
Although it was a diary, it was just a few sentences explaining what he did and how much he spent.
What was stored where.
The other party was like a wandering rabbit, stashing things everywhere.
The things in the safe weren’t comprehensive either. Jiang Shulu had someone retrieve them and finally contacted Liang Yi, the illegitimate daughter who shared Tang Yue’s fate.
The other party also happened to need assistance; it was a mutual cooperation.
Jiang Shulu explained everything to Tang Yue in detail. The youth leaned on his shoulder, yawning and saying Shulu-ge could just decide.
Jiang Shulu: “Aren’t you afraid I’ll trick you?”
Tang Yue: “You wouldn’t cheat my feelings.”
The hot pot was steaming. Tang Yue almost finished a bowl of shrimp paste.
Jiang Shulu smiled and asked: “Why so sure?”
Tang Yue: “Because every time you kiss me, it feels like you want to crush me.”
Jiang Shulu: “Maybe that’s just ordinary desire?”
Tang Yue propped his chin, speaking through the steam: “But when you hug me, you make me feel like you only have me.”
Tang Yue was occasionally obtuse, occasionally sharp.
Lines often said by fans didn’t sound fake coming from his mouth.
It was like a closeness of hearts, making Jiang Shulu’s eyes almost sting.
Tang Yue: “Is Shulu-ge going to cry?”
Jiang Shulu closed his eyes: “No.”
Tang Yue: “Then when can you do it with me?”
Jiang Shulu: “After disbandment?”
Tang Yue gave an “Ah”: “That’s still half a year away.”
Jiang Shulu: “So anxious?”
Tang Yue: “Doesn’t Shulu-ge want to?”
Jiang Shulu: “Very much.”
This was the first New Year Tang Yue spent solely with Jiang Shulu on Earth.
Unfortunately, they couldn’t go “all the way.” Even though they had a few days off, Sister Lin arranged many video recordings, telling them to stream if they had time.
Tang Yue had been very pained in previous routine livestreams.
Because he really didn’t know how to chat, yet in the end, he became the top streamer.
Yao Lixin’s streams were just chatting nonsense; Liu Xichao streamed his training; Jiang Shulu was about the same, basically not speaking.
Livestreaming for Tang Yue was one of the means to avoid training. Later, he simply streamed while eating snacks.
The audience watched him eat, and he ate happily himself.
When the staff analyzed the reason for his follower growth, they found most passersby thought he was a food streamer.
Thinking Tang Yue was doing reviews—looking at his expression told them what was tasty and what wasn’t. Many brands even approached the team wanting Tang Yue to endorse them.
This time, the manager specifically instructed Tang Yue not to eat snacks.
Tang Yue had to stream Jiang Shulu cooking.
The bullet comments were all questions from fans.
— Why didn’t the Captain go home for New Year this year ahhh! You guys are still in the dorm?
Tang Yue: “Yeah, he said he’d accompany me for New Year.”
— Didn’t Xiao Yue go to Yao Lixin’s place last year? Did he not invite you this year?
Tang Yue: “He did, but Captain said he’d accompany me this year, so I’m accompanying him too.”
The Spring Festival atmosphere was very strong, but Tang Yue in the stream looked like the one enjoying it.
As if admiring Jiang Shulu’s busy back with the fans in the stream, he even liked several comments praising Jiang Shulu’s figure.
— Then where is Liu Xichao? You guys spent it at Yao Lixin’s house the last two years! — I remember Little Liu has a brother too, he was in the photo. — It used to be three missing one, is Away breaking up now?
Tang Yue: “Not breaking up. San-ge also has family he wants to eat with.”
He propped his chin, snacking on the hash browns Jiang Shulu roasted for him, explaining as he ate: “We are together all year round, missing these two days doesn’t matter.”
— Then does it matter for Xiao Yue and the Captain to miss these two days?
Tang Yue glanced at Jiang Shulu. “Doesn’t matter either, but us accompanying each other is also very good.”
This stream required by the manager didn’t use any professional equipment. It was obvious Tang Yue just fixed a phone in place.
Sharp-eyed people already recognized that the phone Tang Yue was browsing Weibo on was Jiang Shulu’s.
Jiang Shulu was cooking, and Tang Yue was grabbing red envelopes in the group chat using Jiang Shulu’s phone.
Many didn’t understand why Jiang Shulu, who never participated in such activities, was grabbing red envelopes.
Liu Xichao and Yao Lixin knew this definitely wasn’t him.
Tang Yue’s stream segment was screenshot and posted on Weibo. Many didn’t expect these two to be this close.
— Do you guys really not think there’s something between Tang Yue and Jiang Shulu? — What could there be!! Daddy pampering son! — But the one who likes calling himself Daddy the most is Yao Lixin!! — Are you implying the Captain is old? — How is Jiang Shulu old? It’s Tang Yue looking too young, almost twenty but still has that minor vibe. — Woo woo, thinking they will disband in a few months cuts my heart like a knife. — The tour starts after New Year, right. — Isn’t Jiang Shulu a rich young master? Why does he look like he can cook? — What rich young master? They say the Jiang family is being replaced. Didn’t many of Jiang Shulu’s activities get canceled? Many were trio events before the year ended. — Even so, he’s spending New Year with Tang Yue. — Shipping it a little, but feeling a bit guilty. — Yao Lixin said in a stream before, he often cooks extra meals for Tang Yue! They consume a lot of energy and are often photographed looking for food late at night. — Hahahaha it’s Tang Yue who loves to eat! He really scurries everywhere. Fans already have experience; in a new event city, just camp at various hole-in-the-wall restaurants.
Because it was just two people, Jiang Shulu made dishes Tang Yue ordered.
His cooking skills weren’t particularly good originally, but he practiced in the dorm for Tang Yue.
The competitive spirit born from liking someone made Jiang Shulu want to be perfect in this matter too.
Yao Lixin complained many times that the Captain was one step away from carving flowers on radishes.
When the dishes were served, Tang Yue had clocked enough streaming time and ruthlessly turned off the stream.
The TV played the Spring Festival Gala. Tang Yue looked at the year numbers on the cake and said to Jiang Shulu: “Captain, I have something to tell you.”
He intended to say it yesterday, but forgot while kissing.
The dorm didn’t seem so empty with just them. The lights were on, and both phones buzzed with vibrations, full of New Year greetings.
Tang Yue even saw chat contents between his half-sister in this world, Liang Yi, and Jiang Shulu on Jiang Shulu’s phone.
After these two completely joined forces, even Tang Yue, who didn’t follow the news, felt some tremors.
Tang Yue thought: Sister Yi told me Captain has already risked a lot, otherwise he wouldn’t have planned ahead. Should I tell him everything about me too?
Jiang Shulu ladled a bowl of soup for Tang Yue. “What is it?”
The heating was on indoors. Jiang Shulu wore clothes Tang Yue gave him.
It didn’t look like his style at all—too loose, completely different from his usual rigorous and upright appearance.
But it carried a distinct feeling of “we are family.”
Tang Yue: “I am not an Earthling.”
Jiang Shulu wanted to laugh a little. “And then?”
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