Part 2
Jiang Shulu: “Then can you sleep alone?”
Tang Yue: “Of course I can!”
Jiang Shulu nodded and said okay.
But Tang Yue overestimated his adaptability. After eating the late-night snack and returning that night, he had insomnia again.
His brain was full of the past on Planet 9787 overlapping with his life on Earth.
The more he thought, the more awake he became. He couldn’t help but send a message to Jiang Shulu—
Tang Yue: Captain, are you asleep?
The schedule before debut was tight. Besides training, there were other classes.
They still held student status at their schools. With this identity, Tang Yue hadn’t even graduated high school and had to find time to study every day.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Shulu was even busier with studies than he was.
Tang Yue had seen many documents in his room. Time seemed to be sliced down to the minute and second, leaving him no time to breathe.
Even when sitting together to eat and rest, Jiang Shulu didn’t talk much; Yao Lixin usually led the conversation.
Jiang Shulu would occasionally reply.
He didn’t look dispirited, but it was enough for Tang Yue to notice the exhaustion behind Jiang Shulu’s smile.
He had even asked Liu Xichao.
Liu Xichao said, “Don’t worry about the Young Master. He’ll go back to inherit the family fortune after three years. Xiao Yue, if you work hard for three years, save some money to open a dessert shop you like and buy a suite, that would be pretty good too.”
Liu Xichao was exceptionally realistic, causing the alien to sigh.
Then he suspected he was seeing things.
It was past 2 AM. They had a magazine photo shoot tomorrow, and the manager had urged them to sleep early. Tang Yue had checked just now, and Liu Xichao was still playing games at this hour.
But Jiang Shulu didn’t reply.
Tang Yue held his phone, rolled over, hugged the quilt, and thought: Is the Captain asleep?
But not long after, someone knocked on his door.
Tang Yue was startled. Various midnight ghost stories flooded his brain. He planned to play dead and quickly pulled the quilt over his head.
A few seconds later, his phone chimed.
Jiang Shulu: It’s me.
Jiang Shulu: Can I come in?
Tang Yue couldn’t wait to open the door.
Outside, the corridor’s sleep lights were on. The two adjacent rooms were quiet. As soon as the door opened, Jiang Shulu was quickly pulled in by Tang Yue.
Even the sound of the door closing was very soft. This action combined with the current time felt a bit like a secret tryst.
Tang Yue thought: Am I scum? Why am I thinking like this?
His room was small and piled with various green plants. Yao Lixin was afraid of attracting mosquitoes in the summer and specifically instructed Tang Yue to plug in insect repellent.
It wasn’t that Jiang Shulu hadn’t been here, but coming at this hour was a bit strange.
Especially since the night light Tang Yue turned on was warm-colored. Perhaps due to the tulip-shaped lampshade, the projection of a pink tulip on the wall was huge.
Tang Yue: “You haven’t slept?”
Jiang Shulu: “Just finished a document. Can’t you sleep?”
He was wearing pajamas. The hair that had been styled up for the video recording during the day was now loose, bangs hanging before his eyes, vaguely obscuring his brows.
It made his features hazy in the light, yet his eyes remained gentle.
Tang Yue pulled Jiang Shulu to the bedside. “Couldn’t sleep, maybe I ate too much.”
The alien had just arrived on Earth, armed with the perfect excuse of amnesia, so no one suspected he had been replaced.
Tang Yue’s medical reports showed nothing abnormal, except for congenital hearing loss in one ear.
The company had even equipped him with the most advanced cochlear implant so Tang Yue looked no different from usual.
Tang Yue disliked the hearing aid for not being as easy to use as the ones on Planet 9787, so he rarely wore it.
He felt he wasn’t completely deaf anyway; it didn’t matter.
Jiang Shulu: “Is that so?”
He asked, “Want to go out for a walk?”
Tang Yue’s room window wasn’t very big. Outside was a pine tree specifically transplanted there. Liu Xichao had mentioned several times that they should bring a squirrel to live there. Tang Yue thought about it for a long time, but when a squirrel really came, it ran away again.
Tang Yue shook his head. “It’s a bit cold outside.”
A cold front had hit in the last two days, and Tang Yue was the first to switch to a fluffy bedding set.
Jiang Shulu: “Then lie down and sleep.”
Tang Yue: “What about you?”
Jiang Shulu: “I’ll leave after I watch you fall asleep.”
Tang Yue gave an “Oh,” but that was too hard.
He felt it would be hard to sleep while being watched by Jiang Shulu. He pulled Jiang Shulu’s hand again. “Captain, do you want to come up and sleep with me?”
After speaking, Tang Yue looked awkwardly at his pillow. There was only one. A completely single bed, teased by Yao Lixin as being no different from a school dorm bed.
Liu Xichao said Tang Yue was used to wandering before, like a stray cat on the street that only liked to curl up in small places to sleep.
Tang Yue thought, I didn’t reach the point of wandering, I just got used to sleeping in the dorms on Planet 9787.
Who knew that after transmigrating, he would develop a habit of wanting to sleep with someone?
His eyes and movements were full of invitation.
It was unclear if the pale pink lighting was ambiguous, or if their solitude made it so.
Jiang Shulu’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He whispered, “Too crowded.”
Tang Yue: “Then shall I go sleep in your bed?”
Jiang Shulu: “Didn’t you say you could do it yourself?”
Tang Yue uttered an “Uh.” “I’m sorry, am I being too annoying?”
Strange place, strange rules, strange everything.
The little alien had tried hard to adapt, but it was still hard to shake off the feeling of being an outsider.
Everything was telling him: You are not from this world.
But the first person Tang Yue saw was Jiang Shulu. Maybe it was because that first glance was gentle enough, or maybe the other party was good-looking enough.
And he had no aggression, much better than the male classmates Tang Yue met while attending school on Planet 9787.
He had pondered many times: Is this love at first sight?
Search engines could only give him definitions, not the correct answer.
In this moment, Tang Yue felt like a wild fire was burning in his heart, feeling he was being a bit too audacious.
This request was truly too offensive to an adult.
What if the Captain was like what they said online, destined to marry someone of equal status?
Better to… no…
Various thoughts flashed through Tang Yue’s mind, but Jiang Shulu had already climbed up.
Jiang Shulu: “You’re not.”
The bed was really too narrow and small. Tang Yue asked again, “Didn’t Captain say it was crowded?”
It was too quiet around them, quiet enough to hear the leaves rustling outside the window. Did the squirrel that ran away come back?
Tang Yue didn’t realize his breathing had become much louder—a phenotype of accelerated heartbeat—accompanied by an unconscious physical urge to hug the other person.
Jiang Shulu: “I like the feeling of it being a bit crowded.”
He also felt he was strange. Clearly, he hadn’t known Tang Yue for long, yet he was approaching…
Giving his heart and soul.
Now the youth was nestled in his arms, warm breath spraying on Jiang Shulu’s chest.
The bed was too small, very crowded. Two men hugging together was also crowded.
But it instantly reminded Jiang Shulu of the narrow bed he slept in during his childhood, and that he once possessed a picked-up super-large teddy bear.
But later, they were all lost.
It was truly strange. Tang Yue was a bit like the little bear thrown away by his current parents.
As soon as he got close to Tang Yue, he felt the joy of regaining something lost.
When he went out for business, he would think of Tang Yue.
Did he practice well? Did he eat well? Did he…
Miss me a little?
Even a little bit is fine.
Tang Yue: “I like it too.”
He asked in a small voice, “Can I hug your waist?”
Jiang Shulu: “Why?”
Tang Yue: “It feels very safe.”
Jiang Shulu: “Why me?”
Tang Yue thought his clinginess was restrained, unaware that when they were in the same space, his eyes always unconsciously fell on Jiang Shulu.
Even when putting on makeup, he had to look at Jiang Shulu reflected in the mirror over there.
Yao Lixin hesitated to speak several times; Liu Xichao was already numb to it.
The team noticed it but thought it was the “first sight effect” since Jiang Shulu had accompanied Tang Yue in the hospital.
They even joked with Jiang Shulu that he might have to take care of Xiao Yue for a long time.
Or that when he remembered everything, he might not cling to him anymore.
For a moment, Jiang Shulu hoped Tang Yue would never remember.
After all, with that eye contact, a hidden desire rose within him, inconsistent with the principles Jiang Shulu always believed in.
He actually hoped that Tang Yue would only look at him in the future.
Tang Yue: “I don’t know either.”
He nuzzled Jiang Shulu’s collarbone, unaware that his lips brushed against the other’s skin.
Holding back his reaction, Jiang Shulu cupped the back of Tang Yue’s head with one hand, his touch very gentle.
He said with a suppressed voice, “It’s late, go to sleep.”
——「Tang Yue’s Asset List」
Tang Da Yue: Savings 100,000 / No house, no car / One safety deposit box / One billing diary / One set of documents left by mother
Tang Xiao Yue: Savings Millions / Has house, has car / Allocated housing / Interstellar Landfill Employee Exclusive Edition Garbage Truck (One)
Friendly Reminder: Interstellar Spaceship lowest class ticket price is 990,000
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