Chapter 49: A Change of Name

He changed the name and logged in again.

Only then did Song Chu realize that this account wasn’t the one from when he knew Xiao Yang.

Looking at the red-clothed dual-dagger assassin on the screen, he felt a bit dazed.

Where was my sword-wielding, elegant young hero?

He opened the friends list—completely empty.

Song Chu couldn’t help but glance back at the closed bathroom door.

This was… a new account?

No, the equipment was almost maxed out.

A bought account?

He tentatively sent a friend request.

It succeeded.

Same server.

He tried adding Xiao Yang’s previous account—user not found.

?

Deleted? Transferred servers?

Ji Xiao walked out with only a towel wrapped around his waist, drying his hair. What he saw was Song Chu sitting with his chin in his hand, staring thoughtfully at the computer screen.

“What are you thinking about?”

Song Chu looked at him gloomily. “You changed accounts?”

Ji Xiao: “Mm. My account got hacked—not just the game account, but my communication accounts too. They’re gone for good.”

Song Chu was startled: “What happened?”

“I don’t know either. A hacker codenamed Black Cat did it,” Ji Xiao said casually. “Anyway, there wasn’t anything important. If it’s stolen, it’s stolen. I’ll just start over.”

Hearing this, Black Cat slowly conjured a question mark in its mind.

Who?

Didn’t the host delete it themselves?

Song Chu said worriedly, “Did you get on someone’s bad side? Maybe you should…”

“It’s fine,” Ji Xiao put down the towel, walked over to him, and looked down at the screen with a low laugh. “Mrs. Song? Hm?”

Song Chu felt a bit guilty: “You asked me to change it… I just did it casually.”

Song Chu’s game account was called Master Song.

Ji Xiao reached out and picked him up, heading toward the bed: “Then let you feel what it means to be a wife.”

Song Chu’s heart skipped a beat.

This—this soon?

We’re—we’re going to do it?

No, no, actually, it’s not soon.

It’s been a month already…

Ji Xiao pressed him down, gently stroking his face, looking into his eyes: “What are you thinking?”

“N-nothing.”

Song Chu licked his lips. “It’s not hard.”

Just a little compensation would be fine.

Ji Xiao’s thumb slid to the corner of his mouth, and he leaned down until their lips were almost touching. “Can I?”

“Y-yeah.”

Their lips met.

Song Chu had always thought that a lover who barely left the house for a month, playing games every day, would probably become useless.

Now he realized his lover wasn’t useless at all—he was quite sturdy.

Clearly very thin, with no visible muscles, but his waist strength was incredible.

For someone like Song Chu, who lacked exercise, he was utterly defeated.

Exercise?

Were they supposed to exercise like this every day?

Well, that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing…

The next day.

Song Chu was woken by the alarm clock. Dazed, he got up, washed up, and by the time he reached the living room, breakfast was already made.

“Any discomfort?”

Remembering last night’s “workout,” Song Chu coughed lightly. “No, I can take it.”

A low laugh escaped Ji Xiao.

“Exercise is good, but you can’t overdo it. I applied medicine for you last night. Did it help?”

“It helped.” No wonder he didn’t feel sore when he got up.

“Eat breakfast. I’ll drive you to work later.”

“No need, I can go myself. It’s not far—just one subway stop.”

“I’ll take you. It’s on the way to see my work.”

“Okay.”

Song Chu obediently ate breakfast, his heart sweet.

He had been in this city for so long, and Xiao Yang had never once taken him out.

During rush hour, the subway was extremely crowded.

Ji Xiao calmly shielded Song Chu in his arms: “I’ll buy a motorcycle in a few days and take you to and from work every day.”

Song Chu leaned against him, eyes smiling: “Sounds good.”

He felt that his love truly began only from the night before last when they reconciled.

This was what lovers should be like.

Only when they reached the company did Song Chu mysteriously tiptoe up to Ji Xiao and whisper, “There’s a bite mark on your neck.”

“I know.”

“?”

Ji Xiao ruffled his hair. “Go on in.”

“Mm.”

Song Chu entered the company, thinking about the bite mark on Ji Xiao’s neck, feeling a bit guilty.

He hadn’t pointed it out when they were outside on purpose. After all, he was the one who bit it—why hide it?

But when he realized Ji Xiao had known all along, he still felt uneasy.

“Hey, Song Chu, what’s with that goofy smile?”

“…

After Song Chu went into the office, Ji Xiao turned and walked to the café next door.

“Hello, sir. Just one?”

“A023.”

“Alright, sir, this way please.”

The server said, “Sir, that’s Table A023.”

“Okay, thanks.”

Ji Xiao walked to the table. “Gongzi Jian Rushuang?”

The young man looked up and nodded slightly.

Last night, after Song Chu fell asleep, Ji Xiao had chatted with Gongzi Jian Rushuang, who had been sending him messages nonstop. He then specially chose this café near Song Chu’s company to meet.

“Hello, great player. My name is Cen Huan. You know my ID: Gongzi Jian Rushuang.”

“Mm, Xiao Yang. ID…” Ji Xiao curled his lips. “Mrs. Song.”

Cen Huan’s smile almost faltered. “Mrs… Mrs. Song?”

“My in-game partner’s being mischievous—changed the name,” Ji Xiao leaned back in his chair, getting straight to the point. “You want to start a boosting studio?”

Cen Huan nodded eagerly: “Yes! If you join, you’d definitely be a top player.”

Ji Xiao: “How many people do you have now?”

Cen Huan smiled: “You and me.”

Ji Xiao: “…”

“Even though it’s just the two of us, I have money and you have skill. We’ll definitely recruit people quickly!” Cen Huan declared confidently. “Really!”

Just then, the server brought the coffee over.

Ji Xiao thanked him politely, took a sip, and said calmly, “When did you first think of starting a studio?”

“When I saw your PvP video, I had a sudden inspiration.”

“I won’t join a boosting studio, but I would join an e-sports club.”

Cen Huan looked confused. “You want to play professionally?”

“Aren’t tournament prizes high?”

“They are.”

“Isn’t that better than working hard on boosting?”

“Much better!”

“Then why bother with boosting?”

“Good point.”

Cen Huan calculated. “So… we start a club?”

Ji Xiao nodded.

Just do it.

Cen Huan immediately said, “I’ll go back and prepare to set up the club. Do you want to invest or be the team leader?”

“Team leader.”

“OK!”

Imagining the possibility of leading a team to win a tournament championship, Cen Huan felt a surge of passion. “I’ll start as soon as I get back!”

Ji Xiao smiled. “Think it through. You have a job now, right? If you start a club, you might not have time to keep it.”

“No problem. I’m just practicing in my dad’s company. If I want to start my own business, my dad won’t disapprove.”

“Okay.”

…

Noon break.

Song Chu left the company with a colleague and immediately saw Ji Xiao waiting outside. His eyes lit up. “Brother Xiao!”

Ji Xiao smiled and walked toward him.

His colleague asked curiously, “Song Chu, is this your friend?”

Song Chu: “… Yeah.”

He hadn’t told his colleagues about his sexual orientation.

Ji Xiao politely said to the colleague, “Hello, I’m here to pick up Ah Chu for lunch. Would you like to join us?”

The colleague had originally planned to eat with Song Chu. He pushed up his glasses and said matter-of-factly, “Sure, let’s go together.”

Song Chu almost kicked him.

This oblivious bastard!

Ji Xiao took them to a very ordinary Chinese restaurant.

They ordered four dishes and a soup.

Since they were already there, introductions were necessary. Song Chu said, “Brother Xiao, this is my colleague Zeng Yang. Zeng Yang, this is my friend, Xiao Yang.”

Zeng Yang blinked. “Both our names have ‘Yang’—what a coincidence.”

Ji Xiao responded politely and then lowered his head to eat.

Zeng Yang noticed the bite mark on his neck and his eyes flickered. “Did your girlfriend bite that? Pretty wild.”

Song Chu frowned slightly.

That comment felt off.

Ji Xiao gave him a cold glance. “I don’t think we’re close enough to discuss such private matters.”

Zeng Yang said innocently, “I’m just curious. There are also a lot of hickeys on the back of Song Chu’s neck.”

Song Chu: “…”

He looked at Ji Xiao with questioning eyes.

Really?

He had been dazed when he got up and hadn’t checked the mirror while washing up.

He hadn’t noticed!

Ji Xiao reassured him, “It’s fine. Your hair covers them—they’re not noticeable unless you look closely.”

Song Chu’s hair was slightly long, enough to tie in a small ponytail.

Zeng Yang: “You two…”

“Sorry,” Ji Xiao interrupted him, pulling Song Chu to stand up. “I suddenly remembered I have an urgent matter that requires Ah Chu’s help. Please enjoy your meal—this one’s on me.”

Zeng Yang: “You two—”

Ji Xiao took Song Chu’s hand and left.

“Brother Xiao?”

Ji Xiao took him to a Cantonese restaurant next door and ordered new dishes. “That colleague of yours figured out our relationship.”

“Huh?”

Song Chu was a bit confused. “We didn’t do anything.”

They had greeted each other, walked to the restaurant together, and then sat separately.

Except for the awkward question Zeng Yang brought up, there was nothing…

Ji Xiao sighed softly. “He’s close to you, right? Then why, when he saw the hickeys on your neck, didn’t he warn you or ask you about it? Instead, he brought it up like that in the restaurant?”

Song Chu: “…”

“It was my first time meeting him. We’re not familiar at all. A normal person, even if they saw the bite mark on my neck, would pretend not to see it. How could they just blurt it out like he did?”

“Well…”

“Ah Chu,” Ji Xiao leaned in, adjusted his collar, and brushed his hair to completely cover the marks. “That colleague gives me bad vibes. Keep your distance from now on.”

Song Chu nodded obediently.

“He’s not usually like this. We eat together often. I don’t know why he acted that way…”

Ji Xiao whispered in his ear, “It’s my fault. I wasn’t restrained last night. I shouldn’t have left marks on you.”

Song Chu coughed lightly. “It’s okay. I don’t blame you. I left some on you too…” In a much more obvious place.

After lunch, Ji Xiao walked him to the company entrance.

“Don’t go straight home after work. We’ll eat out and then catch a movie.”

“My stream…”

“Take a day off. I already bought the tickets. Consider it a celebration for me finding a job, okay?”

“You found a job!”

“Mm.”

“Okay, okay! I’ll post an announcement for my fans!”

“Go on in.”

“Mm.”

After Song Chu entered the building, Ji Xiao turned around and came face to face with Zeng Yang.

Zeng Yang had just started to smile when Ji Xiao walked right past him.

Zeng Yang’s expression shifted, and he went back into the company with a cold face.

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