Chapter 59: He was screwed (4)

Translator: Sissy That Walk

Di Qiuhe frowned when looking at the camera before him, was about to say something but gave up. “Never mind, the happy Pup was the paramount.”

“Why are you motionless? Are you shy?” He Bai moved his head out from behind the lens.

Di Qiuhe took the opportunity to bow his head and blow out the candles. He then closed his eyes and made the wish, “I hope the Pup will call me brother for good.”

He Bai was stunned and moved back to press the shutter. Then he shot an angry glance at Di. “How can you play tricks! I’ll forgive you one time for your birthday.” Besides, the birthday wish won’t work if you say it out loud. It serves you right that you have wasted it.”

Di Qiuhe was still wearing a serious face. After taking a deep look at He, he took a picture of the cake with mobile phone, then removed the candles softly, hesitated for a moment with the knife. He then put down the knife and picked up the Bento box.

“What’s in it?”

“Birthday noodles.” He Bai thought Di may didn’t want to eat dessert at night as Di gave up cutting the cake. He picked up the other Bento box as well and said, “The boiled noodles can’t keep long, so I made two cold noodles in sauce instead. Shall you make do with it? Anyway, it’s the thought that counts.”

The hot and sour flavor of cold noodles greeted them as soon as the boxes were opened, which was extraordinarily appetizing.

“Here you are, chopsticks.” He Bai took out a pair of disposable chopsticks from his backpack and handed them to Di. He then took one for himself, sat down on the ground and ate, and mumbled, “It’s difficult to make a cake as it cost me one whole day. I had only have some ingredients of the cake at lunch and dinner to sustain me. I’m about to starve to death.” In his mind, the birthday was over after blowing the candles and making a birthday wish, and that was the reason he complained without scruple at this time.

Di Qiuhe watched He eating the noodles, some grieving and pleasing feelings emerged in his heart. The he bypassed the cake, sat down beside He, then took apart his chopsticks and ate noodles, and whispered, “Thank you.”

“We’re best friends. Never mind.” He Bai pounded him on the shoulder with a laugh, pretending to be an amiable buddy.

Di Qiuhe tensed up for a moment, then he relaxed gradually. Then he moved sideways, keeping out the sudden night breeze from the river for He.

After finishing the noodles, they set off the remaining firework together. And then they went back to Di Qiuhe’s room with cake in hand and dirt on their buttocks, braving the curious gaze of the base’s night watchman.

Upon putting the cake on the table, Di Qiuhe asked He Bai to take a bath first, then he bathed promptly. And Di walked to the bedside in nervousness to some extent.

The bed was broad enough to accommodate the two of them. Therefore, He Bai lay directly in bed without saying some polite greetings. He was too sleepy at the moment as he got his hand full for a day and just ate his fill. When Di Qiuhe came out at last, he managed to say a good night, and fell asleep at once.

He wore the familiar baggy vest pajamas with an untidy collar, revealing half of his chest.

Di Qiuhe’s gaze swept the white skin, which seemed like glowing in the light. His hands turned off the lamp faster than he ceased the reverie in his mind. Then he took several deep breaths, went around the other side of the bed in cautious, behaved himself by lying down along the bed and closed his eyes.

Here came a “patter” sound.

He Bai, with his bold sleeping posture, turned over and put his arm on Di Qiuhe.

Di Qiuhe opened his eyes right away and tensed up, then looked at the man beside.

It was dark inside the room, and he could only make out He Bai’s head on the pillow and the whole figure.

Di Qiuhe felt sultry even if the air conditioner blew cold wind.

The summer cold he was suffering seemed to be aggravated. “No, I can’t infect the pup.”

He held his breath, trying to turn sideways, and grabbed He Bai’s arm to put it carefully on the bed.

The skin touched was softy, and it was comfortable for it’s cool against his sweating palm.

‘...I did hope to hold it at the rest of my life.’

He Bai moved unexpectedly, and Di was so frightened as to let go of the hand. Then He Bai’s arm fell freely into the bed while bounced once or twice.

...The quality of the mattress was beyond belief.

“What’s going on?” He Bai was awakened, opened his eyes half awake, raised his hand and fumbled Di Qiuhe’s head close by, frowning and mumbling. “Something is wrong, Childish Di. Why are you talking less today? Be good. Quit tossing and turning and sleep.”

He talked to Di in a ferocious manner, coaxed him like a child while bringing him closer, patted him twice, and fell asleep once again.

It was too close for Di that he could even feel He’s smooth breath right on his forehead. His shoulders were hugged by He and their legs skin to skin, and he could smell the same fragrance of body wash on He same as his own.

He Bai had a good night’s sleep, whereas Di Qiuhe was stiff right now, with sweat running down like raindrops.

‘The air conditioner must have had a malfunction.’

historical

He opened his eyes as he couldn’t relax a bit, let alone fell asleep.

His symptom got worsened which caused him having trouble breathing...the Pup smelt pleasant...he was desperate to get closer...

As He Bai moved again against expectation, Di Qiuhe lay back hastily, gasped and tumbled out of bed in awkwardness, picked up the phone on the bedside table, and ran out of the door without turning round.

The wind was cool in the balcony at night. Di Qiuhe drank a whole bottle of ice water and held the guardrail for a while. He found Jiang Xiuwen’s number and dialed it. Then he frowned and complained after it got through, “It’s no use of drinking ice water at all!”

There came Jiang Xiuwen’s grumpy voice. “What’s up at such an ungodly hour? Ice water? Why do you drink ice water?”

“It was you said that ice water would cure me. I drank plenty, but it’s useless!” And I’ve got hotter!

Jiang Xiuwen was wholly sobered up when he heard this. He then asked, “How do you catch a cold in the night? Do you go back to City B to visit Pup?” Jiang Xiuwen thought, it was said that Di was busy, because the training was drawing to a close. Was it a hearsay?

“No, I don’t.” Di Qiuhe quieted down by lowering his tone.

“But the Pup came to me.” He then flaunted, with joys and shyness. “He came to celebrate my birthday and made me a cake and birthday noodles. He did it all day for me! He was so tired that I took him back to bed after lighting the firework.

To bed, to bed, to bed...Jiang Xiuwen forced himself not to make any assumption, then he took a deep breath and continued his nonsense, “It may be you had stayed up late that it aggravated your symptom, that’s why the ice water won’t work, just supply yourself enough sleep. By the way, you should sleep in sofa but not the bed, to avoid infect to He Bai. It was you said that he had a hard day, and he must be weak now. You have to keep a distance with him! What’s more...”

Whatever Xiuwen said always made sense. Then Di Qiuhe was soothed, who nodded like chicken pecking rice. Yeah, Xiuwen was right. Now he must have a good rest, a rest without distraction, to entertain the Pup in a spirited condition.

After hanging up the phone, for taking good rest to take better care of his younger brother, he went back to sleep on the sofa. It was hard to tell whether it was the psychological effect or the body signaled the need for rest. He fell into a deep slumber as soon as he lay down.

In his dream, he seemed to be cuddling something soft, and then they rolled over and over...

“Qiuqiu, good morning, my darling.”

The familiar alarm rang, he opened his eyes sharply and sat up, staring at his crotch in shock, and kept repeating the scenes he had dreamed of last night. How embarrassing!

Why did I dream of the naked Pup?

“Qiuqiu, good morning, my darling.”

The alarm sounded again as it wasn’t turned off.

A hand reached over, picked up the phone that had fell under the sofa, and turned off the alarm.

Di Qiuhe was numb and was about to look at the person standing beside the sofa. However, the more he moved, the stronger he sensed the mucus between his legs. Then he froze even more.

“Di Qiuhe.” He Bai’s voice sounded over his head, without any emotion. His white thin fingers click on Di’s phone and asked, “Would you mind telling me, why the voice message I sent to my Wechat friend ‘A bird born in autumn’ could be heared in your phone, and it is your morning alarm ringtone?”

The dim dream scenes gushed out again. Looking at He Bai’s feet and ankles on the dark floor, Di dazed for a few seconds, then he reached out and grasped He’s hand holding the phone and gripped it gradually.

He was screwed.

He was clearly aware of it.

He...He was perhaps screwed.