Kissing, caressing, exploring, entangling.
It made one's heart race and breath catch.
The descriptions were so detailed, even depicting actions and expressions vividly, instantly creating mental images for Su Lian.
Song Jiaci was still writing behind him. Su Lian lowered his eyes and slowly dimmed the screen brightness, afraid of being discovered.
Are these people crazy? Writing such outrageous things all day long.
But how do they determine who's top and bottom between two men? Based on a 5cm height difference?
Su Lian was dazed for a moment before realizing that wasn't the point.
So, this Taro Pudding Bobo Support Group wasn't Chi Wang's fan club, but a shipping group for the two of them.
Shocking, surreal, unbelievable.
That message sent by No. 2 last night was likely from this group, which meant Chi Wang was probably in the group too.
But why would he join his own shipping group? Did he stumble in by mistake too?
[Taro Pudding Bobo No. 2]: The group is full, please don't share the QR code further. We'll open a second group. First, we want to thank @Taro Pudding Bobo No. 1, our cute Taro Pudding Bobo, for posting the video that brought us all together here.
[Taro Pudding Bobo No. 2]: Please change your nicknames to your assigned numbers for easier management. Once again, our principle is to keep our fantasies to ourselves and never bother the real people involved! Thank you everyone!
As group messages popped up, Su Lian quickly processed the information.
No. 1 was the cutie who posted the exercise video, and based on previous chats, was a real girl.
So Chi Wang's alt account couldn't be No. 1.
No. 2's Moments were set to 3 days visibility. She recently posted a selfie, which he recognized as the class beauty Liu Youyou.
Clearly, this one could be firmly ruled out too.
His finger sliding, Su Lian scrolled through the member list. Nearly 500 profile pictures flashed by, but he didn't see Chi Wang's flashy WeChat avatar.
As expected, like him, Chi Wang was using an alt account to lurk.
Hmph, keeping that identity under wraps.
[Taro Pudding Bobo No. 257]: @S, sister, change your name, you're No. 500! How's the welcome package?
Forced to change his nickname under pressure, Su Lian controlled his expression and struggled to reply: It's nice
Realizing he sounded too cold, he carefully selected and sent a cute sticker.
As soon as those three words were sent, he had the strange feeling of being shanghaied.
Exiting the group chat and switching back to his main account, he saw that Gu Anjiu had recalled a message.
[SU]: ? What did you recall
[Little Clever 999]: Lian bro did you join? I think I sent the wrong QR code
[Little Clever 999]: Don't scan it yet!
Gu Anjiu held his phone, looking at the 30-some new members who had joined the support group, standing frozen in the middle of the internet cafe, trembling.
Earlier he had casually saved a QR code he saw someone quietly spreading for the support group, and scanned it to join.
Just now he had downloaded a dozen group QR codes and sent them out without paying attention. A minute later he realized and quickly recalled it.
If his Lian bro discovered the shipping group, a chill ran down his spine - it would be deadly.
Hiss, for the other 499 sisters in the group, he lit a candle for them and wished them good luck.
Given Su Lian's ruthless and terse personality, it would likely end in bloodshed or complete annihilation.
[Little Clever 999]: Lian bro! Are you still there? Where are you?!
Su Lian's brow twitched. He lowered his head in thought. Everyone who joined the group could see the group files, so Gu Anjiu and Chi Wang had probably read that little story.
He still hadn't found definitive proof of Chi Wang's alt account. If he exposed his own identity, he'd be the only one to face social death.
What if they asked for his thoughts after reading it?
No, he couldn't admit it.
[SU]: Still organizing review materials, didn't have time to join
[Little Clever 999]: That's good, hope your materials sell well! See you later!
Not in the mood to sell materials at the moment, Su Lian stared blankly at the dense mass of numbered nicknames. Gu Anjiu was truly such a gossip, even getting involved in a group like this.
Just thinking about those passages being viewed and scrutinized by everyone made his scalp tingle and his whole body uncomfortable.
This world had probably gone mad.
He took a big gulp of water from his cup, calming himself slightly, and turned to Song Jiaci: "Why aren't you at the internet cafe with them?"
Song Jiaci looked up, his messy hair sticking out, and stammered: "Lin-Lin Yan won't l-let me. He told me to s-study hard and not mess around with th-them."
Surprisingly, Lin Yan had quite the moral standards.
"The way you say it, you two seem close?"
"In f-first year, I was bullied. They l-laughed at my stutter and b-beat me in an alley. He h-helped me, and we be-became good friends after. Lin Yan is really g-good at fighting too, they c-couldn't beat him."
Su Lian softened his tone: "I see. Last time we talked, you said you wanted to study medicine?"
"Yeah, I hope to c-cure myself someday." Song Jiaci pointed at his mouth, a bit embarrassed, and smiled shyly.
The kid was quite sweet. Su Lian said, "If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me."
Song Jiaci flashed eight neat teeth: "Thanks, Lian bro."
That came out smoothly. Su Lian lowered his head and sent over the digital materials he'd organized: "I just finished this today, see if it helps you."
"Okay, th-thanks, you're really n-nice." Song Jiaci happily opened the digital materials, quickly browsed through them, and went back to doing problems.
Su Lian lowered his gaze. Helping others felt pretty good.
He used to have no interaction with his roommates, but now he had gradually integrated into the 403 group.
Joking around with these guys made time seem to fly. Su Lian suddenly felt that returning to high school wasn't such a bad thing.
Of course, apart from the occasional moments of social death, everything else was pretty good.
The room was quiet for a while before the door of 403 was forcefully pushed open, slamming against the wall.
Chi Wang stood in the doorway, panting heavily and bent over catching his breath: "One minute late, I'm exhausted."
Seeing no response, Chi Wang walked over smiling and flicked Su Lian's forehead: "Is little teacher Su angry already? The accountant came to the internet cafe, I went to check the books. Didn't do anything bad."
"No need to explain so much." Su Lian looked up and said flatly, "It's fine, just one minute."
"You're so agreeable today, I'm not used to it."
"...Have you developed persecution mania?"
Gu Anjiu shook his head slightly. His Wang bro was truly wrapped around Su Lian's finger.
Chi Wang leaned against the desk, fingers grasping the blue thermos: "Thirsty, can I drink?"
Su Lian nodded, his mind full of thoughts about the support group, not knowing how to bring it up.
Warm water rolled down his throat as Chi Wang gulped down half the bottle, gradually catching his breath. His other hand tugged at his collar, fanning for coolness.
Gu Anjiu squeezed his head in, grinning: "Lian bro, are the materials ready? I have a friend who wants them."
"I'll send them to you." Su Lian lowered his head to send the compressed file, adding, "Chi Wang, I'll give you a copy too. Start reviewing math."
Chi Wang: "..."
The hand holding the water trembled slightly, as if sensing the brutal bloodbath coming before the monthly exam.
"By the way, did you see today's news? A man disguised himself as a woman to scam people, conning over 400,000 yuan."
Lin Yan scrolled through his phone screen, clicking his tongue: "I have to say, the tone in these chat logs, he really did sound like a woman."
Chi Wang: "..."
Su Lian: "..."
Gu Anjiu: "..."
The three men who had been mingling with a group of girls in the support group remained silent on this topic.
For a moment, no one spoke, and the room fell quiet.
Lin Yan glanced at everyone, puzzled: "You guys have nothing to say? Want to see it? It's on Today's Headlines."
Chi Wang put the thermos down on the desk and fled in panic: "Nothing to say, not interested. I just remembered I haven't finished my homework, I'm going to do problems."
Lin Yan: "?"
Since when did you become so studious? How strange.
Gu Anjiu frantically tossed his jacket onto the rack and sprinted towards the bathroom: "So hot, so hot, I'm going to take a shower."
Pushing back his chair, Su Lian quickly picked up his backpack and stood: "I'm going to supervise Chi Wang. Farewell."
Looking at the few people hastily retreating, Lin Yan lowered his head to the child doing homework and asked quietly, "What's going on? Did I say something wrong?"
"I don't know," Song Jiaci shook his head, looking innocent.
Su Lian changed into slippers and followed Chi Wang into room 404. Seeing him sit down obediently to read a book was truly a rare sight today.
He sat down in the small sofa, slightly bending his legs to rest his feet on the crossbar. "Did you enjoy that clip yesterday?"
With a clatter, the pen in his hand fell to the ground, rolling far away.
Chi Wang bent down to pick it up, feigning calmness: "That's all in the past. Why are you still bringing it up?"
Su Lian spoke slowly, insinuating: "I just forgot to ask for your thoughts on it yesterday."
He was quite certain that Chi Wang had watched that short story last night.
"It was not bad. Fair skin, beautiful looks, elegant demeanor, quite alluring and captivating, simply unparalleled," Chi Wang recounted, half-truthfully and half-jokingly. "If you're really interested, I can find one for you another day. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
Su Lian, as one of the main characters: "..."
He wondered what he was expecting to get out of this person's mouth.
Thinking of the awkward scene from this morning, Su Lian hesitantly asked: "So, your dream wasn't related to this, was it?"
Hitting the nail on the head, Chi Wang instinctively denied: "How could it be? Am I the type to dream about everyone I see? You're underestimating me."
"That's good if it's not."
"Of course it's not."
Fragments of the short story flashed through both their minds simultaneously. The two harbored ulterior motives, their wavelengths mysteriously aligning, and the room suddenly fell silent.
Inexplicably relieved, Su Lian twirled his finger around his earphone wire and lifted his hand to put them on: "Alright, go back to your book."
Chi Wang turned his head to glance at him. Su Lian was lounging casually in the small sofa, his collar wide open, unaware that he was exposing most of his shoulder.
This damned Su Daji, truly a fox spirit incarnate, coming to claim lives every night.
"I'm going to take a shower first. I just ran all the way back, I'm covered in sweat," he closed his book, grabbed his nightgown, and stood up to go to the bathroom.
Su Lian couldn't be bothered, continuing to bury his head in solving problems, his pen moving at lightning speed.
Suddenly, a tingling sensation came from the top of his foot, the feeling was eerie.
He looked down to see an insect crawling up along his muscle lines. It was disgustingly creepy.
He grabbed a nearby practice book and smashed it down, killing the bug but hurting his foot. Su Lian winced in pain.
He stood up in disgust, tore off a piece of tissue to throw the corpse into the nearby trash can, but still feeling dirty, he quickly got up and walked towards the bathroom.
Chi Wang had just finished showering and was pushing the door open when Su Lian, head down and walking quickly, didn't notice him and collided hard with his shoulder.
Having just showered, the floor was covered in scattered damp water marks. His foot slipped, and his whole body tilted forward.
"Careful!" Chi Wang, quick-witted, grabbed him and pulled him into his arms, turning his body to fall backwards.
With a loud bang, his back hit the ground, the back of his head smacking against the floor, making his mind buzz and spin.
"Fuck, I feel like I've been knocked stupid," Chi Wang stared at the ceiling, his whole body limp, feeling lifeless.
Their position was too intimate. Su Lian propped himself up on the other's chest, trying to stand: "Are you hurt? Let go so I can get up first."
"I can't move."
"Then let me."
"Lian-ge, I have another brother who also wants your ass-"
Gu Anjiu pushed the door open, swallowing the latter half of his sentence. He gulped, staring at the two's ambiguous position on the floor - one with clothes disheveled, the other with a flushed face. The scene was too stimulating.
Adding to that the compromising dialogue he had inadvertently overheard earlier, the chubby boy slapped his forehead, suddenly enlightened.
Sisters of the Taro Pudding Bobo Support Group, it seems like you've stumbled upon something real.