43 Chapter 43
◎ Pas de Deux ◎
Lin Sumo’s heart softened. He rolled over, lying on the bed to type: [Say it, how do you want to coax?]
Dopamine: [Come downstairs.]
Dopamine: [Bought you cream puffs and matcha crepe cake from your favorite shop.]
Dopamine: [And the toast with blueberry jam you like.]
Lin Sumo almost jumped up at once. He couldn’t bother typing and sent a voice message directly: “Really! You’re the best ahhh!”
Pei Yun continued to send him messages.
Dopamine: [Milk tea arrived too.]
Dopamine: [Taro ball milk tea, full sugar, added taro paste and mochi.]
Lin Sumo: “!!!”
He was almost moved to tears.
As expected of growing up together; knowing his preferences clearly without needing to ask.
Lin Sumo opened the dorm door and pressed the voice message button again: “Ahhh I’m coming down right away!”
On the first floor, Pei Yun laughed after listening to the voice message and typed to him: [Coaxed successfully?]
Solve: [Yes yes yes!]
Lin Sumo sprinted downstairs and crashed into the arms of Pei Yun, who was holding two large takeout bags. “Thank you, Brother!”
Hearing this “Brother,” Pei Yun was somewhat surprised for a moment.
Without other special implications, without purpose or false praise, and not meant to disgust him like before.
It was from the heart, perhaps just for the address, or perhaps wanting to please him.
No matter what.
This was the first time.
Pei Yun rubbed the top of Lin Sumo’s head. “Alright, eat up.”
Lin Sumo gave a muffled “Mn” and followed Pei Yun to the dining table.
Lin Sumo looked down to untie the bags. “Pei Yun…”
“What is it?” Pei Yun looked up at him.
Lin Sumo kept his head down, as if talking to himself. “Why are you so good to me?”
“This is considered good?” Pei Yun smiled. “Isn’t this very normal? If our relationship had been a bit better before, I would have treated you like this.”
Lin Sumo ate the cake bite by bite with a fork, not speaking anymore.
“Lin-lin,” Pei Yun called him. “You just need to see this as a normal and matter-of-course thing. Liking doesn’t need a reason, and treating you well doesn’t need a reason either.”
Lin Sumo hummed an acknowledgement. After a long while, he said “thank you” again and held a piece of toast to Pei Yun’s lips. “For you.”
Pei Yun smiled, gently held Lin Sumo’s wrist, and pulled him toward himself.
The next second, Lin Sumo fell entirely onto Pei Yun.
Separated by two layers of fabric, Lin Sumo inexplicably felt that Pei Yun’s body temperature was a bit high right now for some reason. The sudden physical contact, even through clothes, made Lin Sumo’s whole body stiffen.
Lin Sumo was scared silly. He looked up and met Pei Yun’s eyes.
Pei Yun seemed unaware of Lin Sumo’s gaze. He lowered his head slightly and bit into the toast in Lin Sumo’s hand.
Lin Sumo steadied his body, not daring to move, lying on Pei Yun half-reluctantly.
Half a minute later, Pei Yun bit the toast and leaned forward. Lin Sumo took the opportunity to return to his previous position.
Pei Yun supported himself on the edge of the table, his body entirely above Lin Sumo. He held the toast with his other hand and said to Lin Sumo, “Very delicious, thank you.”
Lin Sumo only felt his heart was about to jump out.
Pei Yun really…
The next moment, Pei Yun sat back, looking at him with a smile.
“Didn’t you say you were coaxed,” Pei Yun propped his chin on his hand on the table. “Why aren’t you saying anything?”
“I am coaxed,” Lin Sumo turned his head away, his cheeks completely red. “No… I don’t know, don’t know what to say.”
Pei Yun let out a prolonged “Oh” and poked Lin Sumo’s cheek with his finger. “Why is your face so red?”
Like a ball of strawberry cotton candy secretly mixed into the clouds.
Pei Yun lowered his head, lightly kissing the pink mass made of soft spun sugar.
It’s sweet.
Pei Yun thought in his heart.
There was still one day of holiday left. Lin Sumo thought about it and decided to play a few games.
The other teammates were quite surprised seeing this, not expecting Lin Sumo to be so motivated.
Regarding this, Lin Sumo said, “Must seize every minute and second to improve myself, to finally achieve the desired results in the arena.”
“Besides, others’ opinions of you ultimately depend on your own strength.”
When he first played, there was widespread criticism. Isn’t it much better now?
“Yu Pei, you really dug up a good seedling,” Jiang He looked at Lin Sumo with appreciation. “Luckily you signed Little Mo-mo first. Otherwise, if he went to another team, we’d be miserable.”
Yu Pei rarely didn’t slap him. “Yes.”
“And Pei Yun,” Jiang He didn’t stop talking. “His Xayah is absolutely amazing. The current number one Xayah on the national server… seems to be that Shine from GF. I think if Pei Yun practices more, he might be even better than him.”
Lin Sumo wasn’t wearing headphones. Manipulating the game interface, he listened quietly without chiming in.
Pei Yun was very amazing, amazing at everything. He knew that.
Aside, several teammates were still talking. Pei Yun walked to his side, fiddling with a small lock of his hair with his hand. “What are you thinking?”
“Nothing,” Lin Sumo didn’t look up. “Just thinking you are very amazing.”
Pei Yun laughed.
“Thank you, you are also very amazing.”
Hearing them talk, the other teammates gathered around curiously. Jiang He threw out a sentence: “Your mode of getting along… pretty heartwarming, huh?”
Pei Yun took a step away from Lin Sumo. “It’s alright.”
“Getting an advantage and acting innocent,” Yu Pei laughingly scolded him. “By the way, didn’t you claim to never interact with each other till death before?”
“Tired of arguing,” Pei Yun made up a reason casually. “Thought getting along peacefully would be nice too.”
Lin Sumo smiled lightly.
To be honest, he quite admired Pei Yun’s mouth.
When retorting, he left the opponent speechless; when making excuses, they came naturally.
But.
When dating and speaking love words, he could make people like him immensely.
The other Trust teammates didn’t really want to add extra training during the rare holiday, but Lin Sumo’s drive was too strong and infected them all.
So the four of them logged on with helpless faces to accompany Lin Sumo in self-torture.
So much so that when Song Hong came back from home and saw them all sitting neatly at their stations playing games, he suspected he was hallucinating.
“He started it,” Jiang He took off his headphones, pointing at Lin Sumo like a primary school student tattling. “It’s a holiday but he insists on extra training, tiring Daddy to death…”
Song Hong looked confused. “Him doing extra training, what does it have to do with you?”
“That’s the problem,” Jiang He stretched. “Who made me too motivated? Seeing Little Mo-mo train extra made me want to train with him.”
Song Hong: “……”
Lin Sumo also took off his headphones just now, hearing Jiang He’s words clearly. He extended the index finger of his right hand and wagged it in the air. “The strong never complain about the environment.”
Jiang He: “……”
So he instantly latched onto Yu Pei: “Captain! Are you going to manage this or not!”
Yu Pei was originally duo queuing with Jiang He, and the team voice chat was on, so he could hear Jiang He’s words. He canceled the queue, took off his headphones, and looked at Jiang He helplessly. “Not managing it. You guys fend for yourselves.”
Xiao Lanyu on the side also took off his headphones.
“You guys aren’t playing anymore?” Song Hong looked confused. “No, as soon as I came in, you stopped? Did I come in at a bad time?”
“No,” Pei Yun kindly comforted him. “We’ve already played for more than three hours. Taking a break. Still have to prepare for the playoffs tomorrow.”
“Oh,” Song Hong responded in a daze. “Then what are you doing next?”
“I’m streaming,” Lin Sumo raised his hand. “Fans said… they want to see some daily life?”
Song Hong said, “Then up to you guys. I’m going downstairs first, won’t disturb you.”
Song Hong went downstairs, and the training room returned to quiet.
Lin Sumo switched the stream to his phone. “Can you see?”
He stood up and walked to Pei Yun. “Want to give the fans some benefits?”
Pei Yun looked at him. “How do you want to give it?”
The smile on Lin Sumo’s lips couldn’t be hidden.
“Pas de deux (Double dance).”
“What?” Jiang He immediately stood up upon hearing this. “Pas de deux? That kind on the internet? If you talk about this, I’m not sleepy anymore!”
Jiang He was successfully slapped by Yu Pei. “Shut up.”
Pei Yun locked eyes with Lin Sumo, a trace of a smile on his lips. “You mean that one?”
Lin Sumo nodded.
Last year in the second year of high school, their school held an anniversary celebration.
Besides one program from each class, the performances included extra programs where the Arts Department drew student numbers to perform on stage.
As luck would have it, Lin Sumo was drawn together with Pei Yun.
Lin Sumo was disdainful at the time: “Us two? What, performing smashing a boulder on the chest for the anniversary? One hammer from me and he might die on stage.”
Pei Yun also found him an eyesore. “Then you might be disappointed. After all, the one dying should be you.”
The teacher arranging the program was a young female teacher. Seeing the intense smell of gunpowder between them, she hesitated and waved her hand. “No… it’s for you to dance a pas de deux…”
The pas de deux chosen by the Arts Department had intimate moves and hot steps, and the two were almost stuck together the whole time.
The movements required entrusting oneself to the partner.
However, seeing that the performers were two boys, the school leaders didn’t mind much.
When Lin Sumo and Pei Yun performed, screams from girls erupted below the stage. One could imagine how ambiguous this dance was.
—Even though internally, both people on stage wanted to dance the other to death right there.
Seeing them delaying speech, Jiang He got anxious. “No, why aren’t you talking? Which one is that one?”
“Do you still remember the moves,” Pei Yun stood straight up, ignoring Jiang He. “Need to review it?”
Lin Sumo shook his head. “I remember. No need.”
Jiang He, who was ignored: “……”
Pei Yun scanned the training room. “It’s spacious enough here. Right here?”
Lin Sumo: “Sure.”
So the other teammates turned their chairs toward the empty space in the training room. Yu Pei helped Lin Sumo hold the phone to stream for the fans.
The music started. Pei Yun and Lin Sumo spread their legs. Their lower bodies didn’t move, but their upper bodies leaned toward each other, forming a shape similar to an “X”.
Pei Yun took two steps forward. Lin Sumo was behind him, hands on Pei Yun’s shoulders, sliding from left to right against his back.
The music was dynamic. The two twisted their bodies left and right to the rhythm. Pei Yun put one hand on Lin Sumo’s waist, leading him in a spin. Lin Sumo steadied his body, following the movement of Pei Yun’s other hand to tuck his shoulders in and then expand, his chest rising and falling dramatically. The movements were sexy.
It was a movement of handing over one’s heartbeat to the other.
The fans were stunned.
The dance continued. Lin Sumo sat on the floor, leaning his entire body back. Pei Yun knelt on the floor with one leg, extending the other, his whole body leaning over Lin Sumo, forcing him toward the floor.
The distance closed in; Pei Yun’s lips almost touched Lin Sumo’s Adam’s apple.
The next second, the two stood up, performing the dance moves in tacit understanding. Twisting waists, then turning sideways to face each other, so close that even their breaths mingled.
Pei Yun took Lin Sumo’s hand, raising it over his head like in a waltz, letting Lin Sumo twirl.
Lin Sumo’s hands rested on Pei Yun’s shoulders, and Pei Yun held Lin Sumo’s waist as the two embraced. Lin Sumo lifted his leg, sliding it up along Pei Yun’s leg.
Lin Sumo found his footing and took a small half-step toward Pei Yun. On the last two notes of the music, he wrapped his arms around Pei Yun’s neck, pulling him closer.
Just as their lips were about to touch, Lin Sumo suddenly let go. “Finished dancing, thank you!”
It was the lingering warmth after ambiguity.
The push and pull tugged at heartstrings more than direct contact.
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