sleeping

Netizens were full of question marks: “????? Say that again?? Whose bed are you on??”

Wen Man’s voice sounded very joyful; he repeated: “I’m on Naonao’s bed.”

Xue Wei also reacted.

He reached out to grab his computer.

Wen Man, while protecting the live stream camera, pointed at him and said: “Hurry and play, little sniper. The new round has started. If you lose this round, it’s all your fault.”

Because of this brief struggle, Xue Wei accidentally came into view.

Netizens widened their eyes, all seeing the young man in fluffy pajamas, his hair messy, skin fair, and a pair of eyes shy and flustered.

Netizens’ chat exploded: “Holy crap, on New Year’s Eve, Wen Man is in the little one’s bed!!!!! This is NOW, isn’t it!!! I knew they had something going on!! It was obvious during the All-Star Game!”

“Someone, bring up the CP super topic!!!”

Someone quickly brought up the CP super topic—the CP super topic still had no set name, but the number of fans had already grown very large.

It was currently in the stage of gathering and finding “sweet moments,” such as editing interactions, speculating on schedules, taking pictures of them together, etc.

Hearing the news that the two were streaming together, they hadn’t even had time to fully process the “sweet moments” when they were suddenly hit with Wen Man’s bombshell.

“What? Pretty is in NOW’s bed? On New Year’s Eve?!”

“What? Pretty and NOW got caught ‘opening a room’? Where’s the news? I want to see bed photos!!!!”

A helpful passerby sent an image: [Bed photo, here.]

“Holy crap, it really is a bed photo!!! What are these two doing in pajamas!! No, why is the national team captain in Now’s bed!!! What are they doing!!”

“Cough, he’s streaming. God Wen self-destructed.”

Super topic crowd: “???”

On the other side, the live stream.

Wen Man’s live stream had already exploded.

He, an unsigned streamer, had managed to top the platform’s popularity charts, reaching the top three, purely on organic traffic.

Netizens were actively asking questions.

“Captain Wen, Captain Wen, are you with NOW? Was that NOW who just appeared in the frame?”

“Didn’t you just see it?” Wen Man chuckled, “Yes, isn’t he quite cute?”

Xue Wei shot him a fierce glare: “Don’t talk nonsense!”

Wen Man watched the live stream comments and smiled, casually touching his head and ruffling his hair: “I’m not talking nonsense. Hurry and play. Don’t lose; it’s a promotion match. Gotta stabilize the ranking before the new season. It’s all on you.”

He had completely given up, set to auto-follow beside Xue Wei, not throwing smoke or grenades, not firing a single shot, completely lying dog.

Leaving Xue Wei alone there to work hard.

Wen Man tucked his hands back into the quilt, like an old grandpa, enthusiastically answering bullet comment questions.

–Pretty, why are you in Now’s quilt? Aren’t you going home?

–Mm, I went back this year. Came to spend New Year’s Eve with Brother Nao.

–What’s your relationship with Now!! Why are you spending New Year’s together?! Is he your younger brother?

–Not a younger brother. Do I look like him?

In front of the screen, Wen Man was nonchalant and casual, but compared to his usual serious and composed demeanor in the national team, he appeared relaxed and free in front of the camera today.

–He even looks a few years younger, Captain Wen.

–Captain Wen isn’t old to begin with; what do you mean “younger”! Upstairs, please watch your words, respect yourselves.

–How old is Captain Wen this year? 21? 22?

–22, almost full. Wen Man said, –Three years older than Naonao.

Xue Wei was focused on ambushing enemies.

Hearing him mention himself again, he glared at him: “Don’t mention me anymore! Stream your own game!”

Wen Man looked a bit innocent: “I’m here with you. Let me mention it, huh? There’s no way not to mention it.”

His tone was a bit coaxing.

Netizens exploded again.

–Help! These two are off, really off.

–This is the tone for coaxing a shy girlfriend!! Confirmed! These two have something going on!!! Captain Wen didn’t deny it!!!

–Thanks, I’m a CP fan, already exploded into fireworks.

–Thanks, I was originally a Double Sniper CP fan, but now I’ve climbed the wall. What’s the name of this CP?

–Still don’t know.

Wen Man didn’t mention him again, but a large number of netizens flooded into Xue Wei’s live stream, starting to tease him.

–Lone wolf, stop playing. Your home’s been raided. Wen Man is in your quilt.

–Lone wolf, stop playing, or you’ll be sleeping with Pretty.

–Lone wolf, you’re talking a lot today. An old, strict fan came to patrol and criticized, –You talked back to God Wen several times in two minutes. Why don’t we see you this enthusiastic with us? Huh?

Everyone joined the criticism.

–Exactly, exactly, lone wolf is hypocritical!

–Look, although the camera is very dark, I can’t see clearly, but the lone wolf’s face is so red.

–His ears are red too.

–Huh? Isn’t he looking at the bullet comments anymore? He’s not looking at the bullet comments again, darn it.

In the camera, the young man’s flush spread from the tips of his ears to his neck.

Xue Wei lifted his eyes, then silently put on his pajama hood, and pulled the zipper further up.

–Look, look, he moved, he moved, he’s looking at the bullet comments!! Dying laughing, look how embarrassed he is.

–Yo, lone wolf, you there? Explain why Pretty is in your quilt?

–Yo, lone wolf, why aren’t you talking to Pretty? He’s in your quilt; it’s not very nice to not talk, is it?

After playing for a long time, Xue Wei raised his voice and scolded Wen Man: “You don’t… don’t chat anymore, play quickly! I always have to play four… three against four!”

His voice was clear, but clearly he lacked confidence when scolding him, speaking intermittently, his voice getting softer towards the end.

“Because I have you, I can lie down with peace of mind,” Wen Man not only didn’t play seriously but also leaned back, resting his arm under his head.

“Shameless… shameless. I’ll report you,” Xue Wei dared not look at him at all.

He mustered his courage and cursed again, then plunged back into the tense and exciting battle.

Netizen: “I~ re~ port~ you~”

“Shameless~”

“The lone wolf has grown up, can’t be held back. Listen to his shy little voice, tsk tsk tsk.”

Three against four, Xue Wei still managed to pull off ten consecutive wins.

Wen Man didn’t know what he was doing.

He wasn’t even playing the game, just watching the netizens’ bullet comments, occasionally reading them out to disturb Xue Wei.

After a few rounds, time quickly moved into the deep night.

Wen Man said: “Alright, the little one needs to sleep. I’m turning it off.”

Netizens seized the last opportunity: “Captain Wen!!! Do you mean you’re sleeping with him?!”

“Pretty! You can’t leave tonight without an explanation! Are you sleeping with Now?!”

“Mm, sleeping together. There’s nowhere else here for him,” Wen Man replied, making his own decision without consulting Xue Wei.

Xue Wei focused intently on the computer screen.

The game had ended.

He had the skin page open, but he wasn’t looking at it.

He was listening intently to him speak.

At the same time, his entire body was as red as if it were on fire, and he remained motionless.

Netizens gasped.

–Did you notice? Captain Wen’s tone tonight isn’t joking. He wouldn’t speak so half-jokingly before. He used to just directly make a definitive statement, but look, today he’s joking, yet not clarifying. His attitude is very worth scrutinizing!!

–Right, right. Before with the Double Sniper CP, God Wen was quick to distance himself. The collaborating party wanted to push the ‘fake CP’ for duo merchandise, but Wen Man’s single retweet turned it back into a mentor-student relationship. Fans all said he climbed Mount Kongtong overnight (a metaphor for forcefully declaring heterosexuality).

–Oh my god, Pretty couldn’t possibly…

–Male fans here! Based on years of radar judgment, it’s hard to say if Pretty is straight, but the little lone wolf is probably naturally gay. Their current situation clearly isn’t the little lone wolf chasing Pretty; it’s obviously Pretty subtly pursuing him and getting serious!! Little lone wolf in danger!!!

–They’re already in one bed, what’s “in danger” about it? I think he just hasn’t succeeded in chasing him yet. If he had, Pretty’s stance would probably be to make it public on the spot.

Wen Man and Xue Wei both went offline.

Xue Wei still seemed intently focused on looking at skins.

Wen Man also stopped speaking.

He seemed to have received a new message and was looking down, replying.

Xue Wei stiffly pulled at his collar and told him: “Um… if you’re sleepy, you can turn off the light and go to sleep first. I might play a little longer.”

“Mm, no hurry, I’ll wait for you,” Wen Man said, “I’m taking a call, you don’t mind, do you?”

“Oh, oh, go ahead,” Xue Wei said.

He thought Wen Man would go outside to take the call, but he answered it right there in bed.

At the same time, Xue Wei also lowered his head, pretending to play on his phone.

He had a small alt account he used for casually browsing news, and a push notification for his and Wen Man’s CP super topic popped up.

His hand slipped, and he tapped into it.

Meanwhile, he looked up and glanced at Wen Man, seeing him on the phone, not looking over, so he felt relieved.

He went in and took a look.

The super topic was celebrating New Year, and in such a short time, someone had already quickly churned out an eight-hundred-word explicit fanfiction.

Xue Wei clicked in to look, then immediately retreated, unable to bear it.

‘His large hands caressed… fair skin’

This sentence remained in his mind, branded as if with an iron, even bringing visuals with it.

He was very conscious of Wen Man’s hands because he had a hand fetish.

Wen Man had a pair of exceptionally beautiful hands: large, with long, slender knuckles, very elegant and warm, yet also steady and strong.

Xue Wei composed himself, then tapped in for a second look.

This time, he truly dared not continue reading.

He abruptly placed the computer and phone aside, wrapped himself in the quilt, and lay down, turning his back to Wen Man, beginning to sleep.

Wen Man probably thought he was asleep.

He lowered his phone volume accordingly.

–Mm, mm… you saw it, huh.

–Alright, what do you take me for? Bringing him next year.

–Not streaming anymore. You go find the stream replays yourself. Mom, I’m hanging up; he’s asleep.

–Mm, definitely next year. I’ll also be back after the beginning of spring…

It sounded like he was on the phone with family.

Wen Man hung up the phone and placed his phone and computer on the cabinet on the other side.

Xue Wei perked up his ears.

He only heard Wen Man’s clothes rustle for a moment, then he stopped moving.

He was about to turn over to peek, but Wen Man’s voice suddenly appeared directly above his head.

His magnetic voice was very low: “…Asleep?”

At that instant, Xue Wei’s breathing stopped.

The sound of snow falling outside was clearly audible.

“He sleeps quite fast,” Wen Man leaned back, his voice further from him, still very low, with a hint of a smile, “Playing games for ten hours during the day, he should be sleepy.”

He leaned over, turned off the light, tidied the quilt, then lay down beside him.

Xue Wei held his breath, then let out a soft, long sigh.

The night was silent, the wind clear and cold.

Xue Wei’s side of the quilt was very cold because his body temperature was low, and the quilt wouldn’t warm up.

But he didn’t move, nor did he intend to.

He seemed to be rooted to this bed, because this small bed, a slight movement… would touch the person beside him.

Wen Man’s side was very warm.

In a daze, Xue Wei felt sleepiness surge.

He was thinking that Wen Man’s body was truly very good, because he was so tall, had muscles, and wasn’t afraid of the cold even wearing a single shirt in winter, so…

‘Fall…’

His thought process broke off, because it was interrupted.

The man behind him suddenly stirred.

He didn’t know if he was dreaming or awake, but he leaned closer, reaching out and pulling him into his arms.

He curled up like a small shrimp.

Wen Man took this little shrimp into his embrace, chin resting on his head, wrist wrapped around his waist, pressing against his arm.

Warmth diffused, quickly permeating him.

Xue Wei didn’t move.

And Wen Man behind him didn’t move either.

Both of their breaths were extremely gentle.

He didn’t know if they were dreaming or awake.