OVTTGTBE Chapter 2
by VolareSomething’s Wrong
Bai Yao: I beat him up today, and he didn’t even try to dodge. He didn’t fight back or hit me back. What is he if not an idiot?
[Peach Milk]: ……
[Peach Milk]: So you’re an M.
Bai Yao quickly said: Hey, that’s not what I meant!
Bai Yao: How should I put it? It’s a personality clash! He’s super quiet and doesn’t like to communicate. Like a log. When we were together, I was almost always the one initiating things. After a while, I just felt physically and mentally exhausted.
Recalling how he felt when they first met, Bai Yao thought that although Liu Yucheng didn’t have a baby face, he looked especially well-behaved, and his eyes always gave people a gloomy yet innocent feeling. But after getting to know him, Bai Yao realized that this person wasn’t really well-behaved, but rather a bit withdrawn.
He often felt that the person who took the initiative to ask for his contact information was definitely not Liu Yucheng himself, but another personality hidden inside him. It’s just that Liu Yucheng didn’t know where he threw this personality later. It only appeared when they were in bed.
The chat box was silent for a while. [Peach Milk] replied: That’s his problem, not your fault.
Bai Yao thought to himself, I’m not completely without fault, am I? Strictly speaking, on the night we confirmed our relationship, I was the one who took the first step.
Learn from your mistakes. In the future, I definitely can’t start a relationship so hastily.
[Peach Milk]: You can talk to me about anything in the future. Keeping it bottled up isn’t good for your health.
[Peach Milk]: If your ex-boyfriend harasses you again, remember to find an isolated place to beat him up next time. Don’t get caught by the teacher again.
Bai Yao looked at these two messages and finally couldn’t help but laugh. He teased: Wow, you’re so thoughtful? Are you planning to have an online relationship with me?
[Peach Milk]: I never do online dating.
……
Monday morning, Bai Yao, with dark circles under his eyes and an extremely irritable face, went to the classroom with his roommates Zhang Yifang, Li Jinyang, and Tao Lin.
The self-criticism of several thousand words was more torturous than Bai Yao had imagined. Every time he wrote a sentence, Bai Yao would curse Liu Yucheng in his heart.
In addition to the assignment due this week, he stayed up past twelve o’clock last night to finish it all. He went online to the game with his non-online dating master, Peach Milk, and hurriedly logged off after playing two dungeons.
This morning, he also had an extremely depressing dream, so depressing that he couldn’t wait to fast-forward time to the evening to tell that non-online dating master about it and ask him for some guidance.
Bai Yao didn’t understand why, after two months, he would still dream about the first time he and Liu Yucheng checked into a hotel room. This damn dream woke him up half an hour earlier than the alarm was set, forcing him to get out of bed and go to the bathroom for an early “wash up.”
If you don’t get up in a good mood, it’s hard to have a good mood all day.
Going to class to study and handing in the self-criticism went relatively smoothly. But in the evening, when Bai Yao was heading back to the dorm with his thermos after working out, the troubles came.
Two unfamiliar girls suddenly stopped Bai Yao.
Usually, this kind of thing often happened to Bai Yao. Some were boys, some were girls, and most of them were there to add him on Wechat. Some were classmates in the same class, and some were completely unfamiliar faces. He was already used to it.
But Bai Yao couldn’t just hand them the QR code and let them scan it, so he asked them as if going through the motions: “Is there anything I can help you with?”
“Bai Yao, hello, we’re from the XX department.”
The two girls smiled politely and asked him: “We want to ask you something. Are you and Liu Yucheng on good terms? Can you give us his Wechat ID?”
“The counselor’s information is all sent in the Goose Group. Liu Yucheng’s QQ account hasn’t been approved by us, and he hasn’t joined the Wechat group either… We asked his roommate before, and his roommate also said that he hasn’t added his Wechat.”
“So, we came to you. Bai Yao, please help us. We really want to get to know him!”
……
[Peach Milk]: Did you give it to them?
Bai Yao sat in front of the computer, chugging cola to suppress his anger, and angrily typed four words: Of course not!
[Peach Milk]: [Laughing emoticon] Good, good. What happened next?
Bai Yao: I asked them, why didn’t you just ask him to add you on Wechat? Guess what they said?
[Peach Milk]: Hmm? What did they say?
Bai Yao: They said my ex looks like the kind of person who keeps people at arm’s length, hard to approach, and even harder to talk to. That’s why they thought of coming to me first, to try their luck!
Bai Yao: I don’t know them, so I could only tell them, sorry, I can’t give you his Wechat.
He wasn’t in a very good mood today to begin with, and then this little incident happened. Bai Yao felt particularly annoyed. As soon as he returned to the dorm, he politely declined Zhang Yifang’s invitation to duo queue, opened the computer, and went straight to the game to pour out his woes to his master, Peach Milk.
[Peach Milk]: So, are you angry that they came to you not to ask for your Wechat, or are you angry that someone wants to approach your ex?
Bai Yao frowned: Of course, I’m angry that… they were too presumptuous! He’s hard to talk to. Do I look easy to talk to?
Bai Yao: Besides, they probably don’t know my ex’s orientation. Even if they add him, nothing will happen. I’m protecting them!
That’s what he said, but he wasn’t really sure why he felt so angry just now. Being considered easy to talk to is a good thing, and it’s not the first time it’s happened. Bai Yao would never get angry about this kind of thing usually.
It’s normal for other people to want Liu Yucheng’s contact information in college. Adding Wechat doesn’t mean anything ambiguous will happen.
Bai Yao had never been angry about this when they were together, so that’s definitely not the reason.
The inexplicable anger probably arose because of yesterday’s self-criticism and this morning’s damn dream.
[Peach Milk]: Actually, I also think you’re pretty easy to talk to. That’s a good thing.
Bai Yao: Hmph.
[Peach Milk]: I feel like you’re very cheerful, cheerful and cute.
Bai Yao: Hmph!! I’m 183 cm tall, and I have abs. I don’t fit that description!
[Peach Milk]: Okay. But… you still have your ex’s contact information. Do you still feel a little reluctant to let go?
Bai Yao: No, I just deleted him. If this hadn’t happened today, I wouldn’t have remembered to delete him.
[Peach Milk]: ……
[Peach Milk]: Well… good. Very decisive.
Bai Yao: Let’s not talk about him. Are you busy right now? Take me to do a dungeon!
[Peach Milk]: Okay.
[Peach Milk]: I’ll send you the dungeon walkthrough guide first.
In less than a minute, several paragraphs of dungeon walkthrough guide that looked like essays were copied and pasted into the chat box.
Dense words, Bai Yao’s head hurt just looking at them. Zhang Yifang and Tao Lin’s duo queue had just started, and he couldn’t ask Zhang Yifang about anything he didn’t understand right now.
Bai Yao directly typed and asked his master: Can you voice chat? This guide is so long.
Unexpectedly, Peach Milk replied in a second: No.
Bai Yao subconsciously wanted to ask him, why?
But halfway through typing, he deleted the three words and didn’t send them. He already said no. If he kept asking why, it would be too tactless.
Since he couldn’t voice chat for guidance, Bai Yao had no choice but to patiently read the dungeon guide sent by his master word by word. After reading for about thirty seconds, Bai Yao’s curiosity was still piqued.
So, why can’t he voice chat?
It’s not like he had to force him to turn on his microphone, but the first time they played together, his master said that he was single, so there was no possibility of secretly playing games behind his wife’s back.
Could it be that he’s currently slacking off in the office? Afraid of being discovered by the boss?
Li Jinyang was the only free person in the dorm right now. Bai Yao turned his head and asked him: “Li Jinyang, tell me, if a guy immediately refuses when I ask to voice chat, what could be the reason?”
“Which guy?”
Li Jinyang was watching a video. After pressing the pause button, he poured all the remaining potato chips into his mouth and asked while chewing: “Your ex?”
Eating so deliciously, it seems that Li Jinyang’s weight loss plan for this week has failed again.
“No.” Bai Yao pointed at his computer. “My master in the game.”
“My personal opinion, ha, it depends on the situation.” Li Jinyang asked him, “Does your master know you like guys?”
Bai Yao nodded. “Yeah, he knows.”
“Then he’s probably homophobic, afraid you’ll fall in love with him.” Li Jinyang waved his hand and earnestly said: “Brother Yao, the guys outside aren’t like the brothers in our dorm. They keep their mouths shut and are so understanding!”
Bai Yao: “……”
So reasonable.
He hadn’t thought of it that way. But since his master is homophobic and knows his gender and orientation, why doesn’t he just cancel the apprenticeship? It wouldn’t cause any loss.
On the contrary, his master is being particularly caring.
……
Inside dorm 519, the other three people were gathered around the table watching a movie together. Liu Yucheng was alone on his bed, holding his computer.
Bai Yao stopped talking.
Did he refuse too quickly just now, and he’s suspicious?
What should he do now?
Liu Yucheng looked at the screen and racked his brains. He really didn’t expect Bai Yao to suddenly ask to voice chat.
He knew that Bai Yao had a roommate named Zhang Yifang, who was quite experienced in playing this game. He also knew that Bai Yao usually asked his roommate about anything he didn’t understand, instead of voice chatting with people online.
If he just turned on the microphone directly, not to mention that there was a high probability that Bai Yao would recognize the voice of the voice changer, the identity of Peach Milk would be revealed in minutes with the voices of his roommates.
This was the only opportunity he could think of to get close to Bai Yao and talk to him. This game account had also cost almost all of his savings from saving money and working part-time. He really didn’t dare to gamble.
But since Bai Yao had brought it up, it was only a matter of time before the two of them voice chatted.
After struggling for a long time, Liu Yucheng came up with a rather stupid method.
A few minutes later, inside dorm 319.
Bai Yao was standing behind Zhang Yifang and Tao Lin, analyzing whether their uphill ranked match had any chance of winning.
While spectating, the game’s notification sound suddenly came from the headphones he hadn’t taken off. It was the special sound effect for receiving friend messages.
Bai Yao returned to his computer and saw that [Peach Milk] had sent a message: Sorry, I’m sick and my throat is hoarse.
Bai Yao quickly replied: Oh, it’s okay. If you’re sick, get some rest! Drink more hot water!
[Peach Milk]: I’m very sorry that I can’t voice chat with you when you’re in a bad mood. I’ll order you a roast goose takeout as compensation.
[Peach Milk]: Which city are you in? Is it convenient to tell me your address?
Bai Yao was stunned when he saw these words.
This master he had met by chance, whom he had never even met, was truly a super warm-hearted philanthropist. Not only did he know that he liked roast goose, he accurately guessed that he liked roast goose, and now he couldn’t voice chat…
Most importantly, Bai Yao had been playing games relatively early, and it’s not like he had never voice chatted with strangers online. He had never heard of anyone offering to order takeout to compensate the other person for not being able to voice chat.
Something seemed a little off.
Bai Yao glanced at the three roommates in the dorm. Li Jinyang was eating and watching a video, and Zhang Yifang and Tao Lin were playing ranked. Even if the sky fell, Peach Milk couldn’t possibly be a game account they specifically bought to mess with him.
Since it wasn’t them…
Bai Yao took a deep breath and tentatively asked: Why don’t we add Wechat first?
Maybe, the so-called master Peach Milk was the person he had just deleted.
If that was the case, Bai Yao planned to rush directly to dorm 519 on the fifth floor, grab this socially awkward person by the collar in public, and ask him to explain.
Peach Milk quickly sent a phone number, with punctuation marks separating the numbers.
Bai Yao immediately picked up his phone and dialed the number, discovering that it was a non-local area code he had never contacted before. He quickly hung up.
He knew Liu Yucheng’s phone number, which was a local number. His Wechat was also this phone number, and the profile picture was pure black. Liu Yucheng’s hometown was indeed not local, but even if he had a second phone number, it shouldn’t be the city shown by the number just now.
Could it be that he was overthinking things?
Bai Yao entered this number into Wechat to search again.
The search result wasn’t Liu Yucheng’s Wechat account, but a very cute little panda holding up its two little hands, with a string of English letters as the Wechat name.
Half-believing, half-doubting, he added the friend and immediately opened his Moments.