translator: baumkuchen editor: serefina, glitterypanda
In the afternoon, sure enough, Dong Ge came to He Changshengâs room, bringing with him a stack of foolscap paper and a pen.
He Changsheng had always lived alone and was honestly not very used to the feeling of someone else being in his room. As he lay in bed, he kept thinking about how he should strike up a conversation with him to avoid having him, the host, appear too rude.
......In the past, this job had always been Lou Sifanâs responsibility.
He tossed and turned as he thought for half a day, thinking until he was a little short of breath. After a lot of effort, he finally managed to squeeze out a complete sentence, âHow have you been lately.â
Dong Ge, âFine.â
He Changsheng, â.....How old are you this year?â
Dong Ge, â15.â
He Changsheng, âIâm three and a half years older than you.â
Dong Ge, âEn, I know.â
......He Changsheng ran out of words.
As he was racking his brains to come up with the next topic, Dong Geâs head was lowered, the tip of his pen scratching lightly against the paper. âHe-qianbei, donât worry, Iâm also not very used to talking to others.â
He Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief. âEn.â
Dong Ge said, âYou should sleep. Iâll draw the curtains in a bit, to block out the light.â
He Changsheng said, âYou need to write.â
Dong Ge said, âIsnât there a desk lamp here?â
He Changsheng, âThe desk lamp is broken.â
Dong Geâs eyebrows rose slightly. He picked up the desk lamp and looked it over. âItâs the tungsten wire that broke.â
After saying this, he got up and drew the curtains, suddenly throwing the room into a dim, drowsy yellow glow.
He Changsheng struggled to sit up. âYou......â
Dong Ge touched a hand to his pocket, checking to make sure that he still had some change in it. âHe-qianbei, you should sleep first, Iâll go out and buy a new lightbulb.â
He Changsheng, âDonât trouble......â
âInsisting on niceties is even more troublesome.â Dong Ge walked over to the bed and pushed He Changshengâs shoulders back down through the blankets, forcing that warm, soft body down onto the bed. âTry to sleep before I come back.â
He Changsheng pulled up his quilt and said, âWhen you return, Iâll pay you back for the lightbulb.â
Dong Ge said, âPay me back after you sleep.â
After reaching an agreement with him, Dong Ge closed the door behind him and left.
061 said, âYour touch aversion has gotten better again.â
Chi Xiaochi had Dong Geâs cold, cool expression on his face, but his tone was carefree, âItâs not like Iâm tofu. As long as itâs not too intimate, itâs fine.â
061, âYou touched his shoulders.â
Chi Xiaochi, âWow, even touching someoneâs shoulders is considered intimate.â
061, âCould you have casually touched someoneâs shoulders in the past?â
Chi Xiaochi, âSo strict, Iâm going to call you Liu-zhuren instead.â
Liu-zhuren, â......Iâm just saying, are you really planning on using He Changsheng?â
Chi Xiaochi went down the stairs, turned into the supermarket, and strolled along the aisles. âYes, I am planning on using him.â
061 had the vague feeling that what he was saying was different from what he himself understood. â......You mean, Lou Sifan cares a lot about He Changsheng, so if you can pull He Changsheng to your side, youâll be able to gain even more regret points from Lou Sifan...... Thatâs the wrong one, He Changshengâs desk lamp uses a E27 screw.â
Chi Xiaochi put the B22 lightbulb back in its original place. â......Other than that, this time, Dong Geâs tragedy wonât happen. Can you say for sure that He Changsheng wonât be fooled into getting together with Lou Sifan?â
Chi Xiaochi remembered that right after Dong Ge had been crippled, he had confessed everything to He Changsheng. He Changsheng, unable to believe that his friend was this kind of person, had gone and directly asked Lou Sifan about his relationship with Dong Ge.
And Lou Sifanâs resultant panicked stuttering proved everything Dong Ge had said to be true.
Forced to the point of helplessness, Lou Sifan could only confess his feelings to him, âI like you, Changsheng.â
He Changsheng said, âYou like one, while sleeping with another. Lou Sifan, this âlikeâ of yours is truly impossible for anyone to bear.â
Lou Sifan begged, âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry, donât blame me, donât be angry, okay?â
He Changsheng said, âThe one you should really be apologising to is lying in the hospital. If youâre still a person, either go and properly stay together with Dong Ge, or accompany him through this tough time before breaking up with him. Donât hurt him anymore.â
But He Changsheng had never expected that Lou Sifan truly wasnât a person.
Ever since then, his relationship with Lou Sifan faded, becoming distant.
During Dong Geâs recuperation period, due to his own awkward identity, He Changsheng didnât go and disturb Dong Ge.
Afterwards, Dong Geâs entire person became useless. He Changsheng, who had already retired from skating, came to visit him many times in private. It was just that the Dong Ge at that time had already ceased to be very capable of recognising people.
If in this lifetime, Dong Ge went through the rest of his life without any troubles, without him to cause this relationship-ending conflict, would Lou Sifan end up together with He Changsheng?
If he were to get together with this kind of person, would He Changsheng truly end up happy?
âWhen all is said and done, He Changsheng is none of my business, and I canât decide Dong Geâs feelings towards him for him,â As Chi Xiaochi paid, he spoke sincerely, âI mainly just want to see Lou Sifanâs misfortune.â
061, â......En. Then you can lessen your contact with him.â
Chi Xiaochi, âI know, I know, Liu-zhuren.â
061 said, âIâm just worried about your body.â
Chi Xiaochi, âLiu-zhuren, I know, I know.â
061, â......Ai.â His studentâs heart had become distracted, he wasnât easy to guide anymore.
By the time he got back, He Changsheng had really curled up in his quilt and fallen asleep.
Chi Xiaochi praised him with a mentality unique to a compassionate father, âWhat a good boy.â
But when he walked closer, Chi Xiaochi found that He Changshengâs sleep wasnât very restful. His eyebrows were constantly furrowed, and his arms were wrapped around his chest, his sleeping posture as if he was defending against something.
Just as Chi Xiaochi wanted to reach out his hand, 061 gave him the exact data. âBody temperature, 37.5 degrees, itâs already fallen to be within the normal range.â
Chi Xiaochi thought, then why was he still uncomfortable.
He accidentally looked up and found that He Changshengâs galvanised iron closet was open.
Chi Xiaochi remembered that when he left, the closet door had still been closed.
And looking at the angle of the opening, it seemed there was something big hidden inside which hadnât been placed inside properly and was keeping the door propped open.
So he walked up to it and took a look.
The next second, he and 061 both couldnât help but laugh.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Chi Xiaochi pulled out a Spongebob SquarePants from the closet.
The Spongebob SquarePants toy had probably been washed recently. Like He Changsheng, it had the light fragrance of black tea scented shower gel.
He carried Spongebob SquarePants over to He Changshengâs bed and sent it into his arms.
He Changsheng dazedly let out a little nasal âmmâ. He reached out his hands and brought it into his embrace in a practiced movement. He hugged it to his chest, then turned over and went to sleep.
Chi Xiaochi drew the mosquito net around his bed, then walked back to the desk, soundlessly replaced the lightbulb, turned it on, and wrote out his post-competition reflection.
When he was halfway through, 061 voiced out a warning, âFang Xiaoyanâs here. She might be here for He Changsheng.â
Chi Xiaochi spent a second matching the person to the name.
Fang Xiaoyan, He Changshengâs partner, the young lady who, according to the original timeline, should have been sent back to her original club a year ago.
Chi Xiaochi said, âThese are the boyâs dorms. The dorm head downstairs......â
061 said, âShe got in by climbing a tree.â
Chi Xiaochi, â......â
He stood up and walked over to the door. Not waiting for Fang Xiaoyan whoâd sneaked her way over to knock, he pulled open the door in one smooth motion.
Even when she was given a shock, Fang Xiaoyan still didnât forget to lower the volume of her voice, âAiyo my god.â
Dong Ge brought his slender finger to his lips, pulling the door closed behind them while he was at it. âShh.â
Recognising the person before her, Fang Xiaoyan immediately became excited. âIsnât this the little beauty? Youâve already moved in?â
Dong Ge pointed at the room next door.
Fang Xiaoyan caught on. She raised the thermos tub in her hands. âI skipped class and made him some egg custard. How is he?â
âHe just fell asleep.â Dong Ge looked down at the thermos tub in Fang Xiaoyanâs hands. âIsnât there a rule against using high-power electrical appliances in the dorms?â
Fan Xiaoyan tch-ed. âThereâs also a rule against staying in someone elseâs dorm room, isnât there?â
Dong Ge just looked at her.
Fang Xiaoyan also found that breaking into the boyâs dorms seemed to be more serious than staying in someone elseâs dorm. She immediately changed the topic, âCanât jiejie care about him? Iâm a month older than him, you know?â
Dong Geâs tone was cold and indifferent as usual, âHe just fell asleep.â
Fang Xiaoyan was able to communicate with the refrigerator He Changsheng, so why would she be scared of this freezer? She casually waved him off, saying, âI know, I know, let him sleep. I put warm water in the thermos to keep it warm, and its heat insulation is good. When he wakes up, drinks the egg custard, and washes the tub, he can give it back to me tomorrow.â
Dong Ge nodded slightly.
Fang Xiaoyan shoved the tub into his arms. âThen Iâm going back now.â
Dong Ge said, âWait.â
Then, he stepped forward and removed a leaf that had been stuck in Fang Xiaoyanâs hair.
He said, âItâs fine now.â
Fang Xiaoyan was a little stunned. She giggled, âThen Iâll go now. See you tomorrow.â
As she slid down the tree trunk to the ground, Fang Xiaoyan was still thinking about Dong Geâs gaze.
......A little fierce, but also a little gorgeous. Just a casual glance was enough to make one feel tingly.
Fang Xiaoyan sighed, sure enough, he was a little demon.
She then sighed again, such a pity, such a pity, if Changsheng were to have this attribute of Dong Ge-didiâs, maybe he would have long since been able to find a girlfriend.
The next day was a Saturday. Lou Sifanâs parents came to the provincial team for a visit, so he was taken out early in the morning.
He Changsheng, who, sure enough, had completely recovered after a day of rest, got out of bed, full of energy.
He knocked on the door next door.
Dong Ge was inside.
Ever since that time Chi Xiaochi had held Dong Feihongâs hand in the boulevard in Toronto, 061 had been feeling a little out of order. He planned on making âDong Feihongâ stay a little further away from Chi Xiaochi for the time being.
As such, this weekend, something happened at Dong Feihongâs magazine publishers, necessitating him to go for a meeting, so he would be picking him up on Saturday night.
Upon seeing Dong Ge, He Changsheng thought of how, when he had woken up yesterday, heâd found himself with his Spongebob Squarepants toy in his arms. His face burned a little again in embarrassment.
He had never been the type to beat around the bush. He asked straightforwardly, âDo you want to train?â
When training was brought up, Dong Ge was also very straight and to the point, âLetâs go.â
On Saturdays, there were a lot less people staying to train, and the two of them had also come early, so He Changsheng and Dong Ge had a completely empty training area.
After warming up, Dong Ge asked, âDo you want to practice on the ice? Or on land?â
He Changsheng said, âOn ice. Letâs practice throw jumps.â
Dong Geâs expression changed slightly.
When talking about his area of expertise, He Changsheng was always especially serious, and he would also have more to say, âIâve watched a lot of videos of your competitions. Youâre very good in all aspects, itâs just that your coordination still falls a little short. For us pair skaters, throw jumps are a compulsory lesson. Every time we practice, Iâm responsible for throwing and Xiao Fang is responsible for jumping. The height of the throw cannot be lower than 1.5m, and when Xiao Fang lands, she needs to land on one foot and the distance of her jump should be at least 5m.â
Dong Ge remained silent.
He Changshengâs eyes were bright as he urged, âI know you singles skaters donât do as much of this kind of practice. Because we need to get used to working with our partners, we have to practice this over and over again, until until it becomes muscle memory, and we know exactly how to work together with our partner, how to throw them, and how to land, for it to turn out perfectly. However, if you can practice this until youâre good at it, your limb coordination will be greatly improved.â
061 said, âNo.â
Dong Ge looked up and said, âEn. Leâs start.â
061, â......â What about his dignity as a teacher of the people.
But he quickly reacted, scanning He Changshengâs irises and rewinding through his memories.
The image stopped at yesterday afternoon, as Lou Sifan coaxed, urged and encouraged He Changsheng. He could be said to have taken a lot of trouble.
As Chi Xiaochi changed into his ice skates, he asked 061, âLiu-laoshi, still want to persuade me otherwise?â
061 said, âDo what you want to do.â
As he said this, he added a spoonful of salt to Dong Geâs water bottle and stirred it in, preparing it just in case.
Dong Ge smoothly completed the first five throw jumps.
From the sixth throw jump onwards, he began to constantly make mistakes, and his expression became a little worse.
He Changsheng thought it was because he was embarrassed by failing in front of his seniors, so he applauded him, then reached out a hand to pull him up. âGet up, letâs do it again.â
When he grasped his hand, He Changsheng felt a palm of cold sweat.
He found this a little strange, but didnât think much of it, reaching his arms around Dong Geâs waist once again and lifting him into the air. âReady?â
Dong Ge said in a small voice, âHe-qianbei, put me down.â
He Changsheng, â......â Yi.
He could hear that there was something a little off in Dong Geâs tone and immediately put him down.
The moment Dong Geâs feet touched the ground, he staggered to the emergency bathroom by the rink, collapsed by the sink and began vomiting uncontrollably.
He Changsheng, who had followed him to the entrance of the bathroom, panicked. He patted him on his back. âWhatâs wrong, what is this?â
Was he just unaccustomed?
No, that wasnât possible. For them, this kind of speed and the number of turns was nothing.
Dong Ge truly looked very unwell, clutching his stomach and shaking uncontrollably. Only until there was nothing left to vomit did he sit up, exhausted.
He Changsheng looked expressionless, but his face had already turned pale from shock. He pulled him up onto his back and half-carried, half-dragged him all the way to the rest area. He helped twist open Dong Geâs water bottle. âHere.â
Dong Geâs hair was damp. He took the water bottle and took two sips, then said quietly, âThank you.â
He Changsheng didnât speak, just looking down at the blades of his ice skates.
Dong Ge clutched his water bottle. âIs He-qianbei not going to ask why?â
He Changsheng said, âIf you donât want to talk about it, I wonât ask.â
Dong Ge spoke the truth, âI have a bit of a psychological shadow when it comes to making intimate contact with other people.â
He Changsheng looked at his tear-dampened eyelashes. His brows furrowed tightly. âYouâve vomited until youâre like this. Is that just âa bitâ?â
Dong Ge remained silent, just lowering his eyelashes.
He Changsheng immediately made the ordinary associations. âDonât worry, I donât have any untoward thoughts towards you.â
After a long period of observation, 061 found that Chi Xiaochiâs reactions were targeted.
First, was the attitude of the person touching him, and second, was the age of the person touching him.
Chi Xiaochiâs body was like a radar. If the person touching was a little too fond of him, he would immediately react with rejection.
The other factor was age.
Dong Geâs coach was a middle-aged man. Even just a slight, light touch would make Chi Xiaochi react very strongly.
Correspondingly, he reacted much less to contact with people of a similar age to him.
As such, with He Changsheng, Chi Xiaochiâs reaction was actually unlikely to be that bad.
Firstly, He Changshengâs age was there, secondly, when he hugged Chi Xiaochi for the throw jump, it was purely a hug, not much different from carrying a sack of rice.
But the key was......
âItâs hands,â Dong Ge answered, âOne hand directly holding another. ......Iâm not very accustomed to this kind of feeling.â
He Changsheng thought for a moment, then said, âIâve never heard others say that you had this kind of problem.â
Dong Ge pursed his snow-white lips. âNo one else knows. My coach also knows that my physical coordination has room for improvement. Heâs brought this up with me many times, wanting me to find a partner to practice throw jumps with. But I didnât want anyone to know...... Today, I thought that I would be able to hold it back if I tried. ......Sure enough, in the end, I couldnât.â
He Changsheng looked at his reddened eyes, his heart as soft as anything.
He fell into deep thought for a moment, then asked Dong Ge, âWhat I wear gloves?â
Dong Ge, âHmm?â
He Changsheng, âI wonât directly come into contact with your hand. We can both wear gloves. Would you be able to accept it if it were like that?â
Dong Ge considered it for a moment, âProbably......â
He Changshengâs pale brown eyes gleamed like a catâs. âIf you want to practice throw jumps in the future, come to me, Iâll lead you.â
Dong Geâs eyes widened in surprise.
He Changsheng said, âI know your secret, so I can do my best to take care of you.â
Dong Ge let out a rare, reserved side of himself, nodding slightly. âThank you, He-qianbei. But......â
He Changsheng knew what he wanted to say. âThis is our secret. I wonât tell other people.â
âThat Lou-ge......â
He Changsheng originally wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but the moment he raised his hand, he remembered Dong Geâs problem and immediately retracted it. He grabbed the strap of Dong Geâs carry-on bag and held it tightly, like he was making an oath.
When people who couldnât speak emotional words made promises, they would always be awkwardly earnest. âOther people means people other than the two of us.â
The author has something to say:
The underlying plot of Liu-laoshi eating vinegar is making waves qwq
sere: MY SHIP IS BUILDING ITSELF but also jelly 061 is cute af
baum: Iâm so glad that He Changsheng is a good person <3 Usually, in stories with white moonlights, the white moonlight turns out to be a terrible person (bc the MC has to get together with the emotionally two-timing ML) so Iâm just glad that He Changsheng gets to be a good person who sticks to his morals even against his best friend of many, many years.