You Boys Play Games Very Well

49-50: I Didn’t Fake Anything

note I didn’t mention before: 555 can be used for crying or for reacting to filthy innuendo

Chapter 49

@Mangosteen: @Lemon had sudden acute appendicitis last night and was sent to our school-affiliated hospital for surgical treatment. He’s okay now. He entrusted me with a greeting to his fans: sorry to worry everyone.

— @FanA: MengMeng is alright!

— @FanB: Poor MengMeng, I wish you a speedy recovery after surgery!

— @FanC: Take good care of my household’s MengMeng.

— @FanD: Now that MengMeng is alright, may I ask why you appeared there? Mango Lao-Ge? [smile]

— @FanE: Do you know that I fought with my bestie because I was in the Mango party and she was in the Apple party, and now you’re telling me that Mango-Apple is one family? [smile]

— @FanF: I always thought Mang God was a fatty with a good voice, why else would you not turn on the facecam. Because of your dishonesty, I’m going to take off my powder as a voice-controlled powder. From today on, I’m your face-con powder [smile]

— @FanG: I don’t care, I want to watch Mangosteen and Apple’s 1V1. If you don’t show me, I’ll make a scene.

……

Ling Meng lay in his hospital bed and scrolled Weibo with Shan Zhu’s phone, since his own phone had been left behind in his room. The comments were all from people who cared about him, but they didn’t make him feel happy.

“Why is everyone calling me MengMeng?”

“It might be that I called you MengMeng in a panic and they heard it.”

“I’ve been building up the image of Lemon Dad for a whole year!” Ling Meng was devastated.

“In the future, I also don’t want to not be able to boldly call you baby, oh.” Shan Zhu ate the zongzi he was holding with relish.

Ling Meng stared at him: “What are you eating?”

“Zongzi, meat.”

“…..”

Ling Meng: “I…..”

“You can’t eat it,” Shan Zhu interrupted him firmly, “The doctor won’t let you eat yet but even if you could eat, you can’t eat this kind of greasy and hard-to-digest food.”

“Where did you get the meat zongzi, oh?”

“You said on the stream that you wanted to eat meat zongzi so I went to buy them at the supermarket. Who knew you’d end up in the hospital,” Shan Zhu ate as if he were in the right, “No fridge in the dorm, so if I don’t eat, they’ll spoil.”

“But why are you eating in front of me?” Ling Meng whined.

“Because I’m staying here to take care of you,” Shan Zhu said shamelessly.

Ling Meng became super angry.

“But, I am reluctantly eating them. I still like sweet zongzi more.”

“That’s a real grievance to you,” said Ling Meng, gnashing his teeth.

Shan Zhu wiped his hands after eating the two zongzi and then patted Ling Meng’s head, “Good, tomorrow I’ll buy you porridge.”

Ling Meng could neither eat nor play games, laying around with the look of a life without passion.

“Bored? Do you want to stream?” Shan Zhu suggested.

“Here?”

Many of the water friends worried about Ling Meng had been lurking the broadcast room since last night. All night and all day, they really did wait there.

— MengMeng! How are you doing, MengMeng!

— MengMeng, you’ve lost weight, MengMeng!

— wuwuwu I’m so distressed, MengMeng, are you okay?

— MengMeng is more adorable wearing a hospital gown.

Ling Meng was speechless: “Although I haven’t eaten for a day, I didn’t get that thin, did I?

“And who told you to call me MengMeng!”

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— Since you just finished an operation, stay in a good mood, oh, MengMeng.

— MengMeng isn’t happy to hear us, don’t scream, okay, MengMeng?

— Don’t call him MengMeng anymore, my household’s MengMeng is getting super ferociously angry.

Ling Meng had no way to stop everyone from calling him MengMeng, so he had to blind their weak eyes by dazzling them.

“Did I scare you last night? Fortunately, I can be discharged in a few days because it was only minor appendicitis surgery.”

— MengMeng, take care of your body!

— More rest! Streaming or whatever, don’t worry!

— Cat food to buy some nutritional supplements, heal well!

Under the guiding example of this water friend, the whole broadcast room of people brushed gifts. There were so many Ling Meng couldn’t read them all so he gave a group thanks, “Thank you all for the cat cans, catnip, cat climbing trees, and cat food. More or less, I’ll be okay. If you brush again, people will say the bad anchor cheats money with surgery.”

— The price of this scam would be too high!

— Do you care if you cheat money by chatting live?!

[Platform Announcement] User Guava gifted a cat courtyard to the anchor Lemon and gave this message of encouragement: Fast recovery.

Ling Meng: …

“Thank you, Guava, for the cat courtyard, don’t waste money, la!”

“Let him brush, I’ll push them down when he’s done.”

— Voiceover???

— Is it my imagination or is there really a voiceover?

— This voiceover classmate, you think these hundreds of thousands of water friends can’t hear your voice, right?

— If you can voiceover, you can be captured in the same frame, ah!

Shan Zhu sat on the bed, squeezing in with Ling Meng, and so two people appeared on the stream in the same frame.

“You really came…” Ling Meng didn’t expect Shan Zhu to really show his face on a broadcast. The debut was in his own broadcast room.

Shan Zhu looked at ease, “Thank you, Guava, for sending a cat courtyard to my family’s MengMeng. When MengMeng is recovered, I’ll arrange a 1v1 with you.”

Since the moment Shan Zhu appeared, the word “handsome” was brushed at a frequency so fast Ling Meng almost couldn’t recognize the word. Even though he wore the simplest casual clothes, which hadn’t been carefully selected. The heavens were really biased when Shan Zhu was created.

“The big wave of girlfriend powder took 30 seconds to reach the scene,” Ling Meng grumbled.

— Don’t cry, MengMeng, you also have a lot of mother powder!

— (LoveLifeLoveLemon) Don’t forget you still have me, who will never jump the wall, your mother barrier powder!

— Mang God is so handsome! Why does he never stream with a face cam!

— Exactly! Furthermore, deceiving us with the multiple accounts! Super bad!

“I didn’t mean to hide it,” Shan Zhu explained, “The more people who know, the easier it is to be recognized on campus, and that’s not very convenient.”

“It was on campus that I heard him say just one word and recognized him!” Ling Meng was proud.

“Well, I know MengMeng really values me.”

Ling Meng: …..

This guy was a really cheap bargain of the highest quality!

— So Mang God and MengMeng are classmates, oh?

“He’s an older classmate.

“I’m telling you, don’t be fooled by this man’s appearance. He’s not a mango at all.

“He’s not an apple either.

“If I hadn’t exposed him, maybe there would be a kiwi fruit by now.

“…I wouldn’t give birth to a kiwi fruit! You all don’t be filthy!”

— 5555555555

— 5555555555555

— 555555555555555555

— I’m late! Why are you all crying? Is MengMeng not okay??? No!!!

“How’s your mouth?” Shan Zhu worried that Ling Meng was speaking too much and that his voice would be sore.

“Can I drink some water?”

Checking his watch, Shan Zhu said: “Endure a little longer.”

He was close enough to pick up the water cup from the bedside table and dab it on Ling Meng’s lips with a cotton swab.

“First, moisturize.”

The Mango Party and the Apple party in the broadcast room achieved unprecedented unity.

— yo~~~~~~~~~~

— Porn anchor, faking gay to sell rot!

— We’ll brush cat food to you and you’ll feed us dog food!

“You didn’t see him eating zongzi just now right next to me; really annoying, clearly the zongzi were bought for me.”

— Oh, so we learn Mang God bought you zongzi.

— So we learn that’s your covert conjugal love.

— Aren’t they dog food zongzi? I ate them.

— Since it’s lemon dog food, I think they should be sour zongzi.

Ling Meng’s attempt at complaint was misinterpreted as showing their affectionate love. He was so angry he almost became a pufferfish again.

“I’m tired! Shutting down!”

— Hurry and shut it down to rest early! Protect your body!

— When you recover, then stream, MengMeng, we’ll wait for you!

— Mang God, take good care of your MengMeng!

“Rest assured, I’ll sleep here tonight with MengMeng.”

— Don’t forget to send a wave of dog food after leaving!

“You’re not going back to your room?” Ling Meng asked as he shut down the broadcast. “You held a vigil here last night and didn’t get a good rest.”

“I can sleep well here too,” Shan Zhu helped him lower the bed to flatten it out, “I don’t have problems sleeping in beds other than my own.”

“You don’t even have a quilt on that bed.” Poor Shan Zhu had covered himself with his overcoat last night.

“I’m not cold.”

“Then you come sleep,” Ling Meng said, indicating his side, “I’m thin and I don’t take up much space.”

Ling Meng was slim, but the hospital bed was a single bed; two people crammed into one bed, there was almost no gap between them.

Under the layer of medicinal scent, Shan Zhu smelled a very refreshing lemon scent on Ling Meng.

“You smell like a lemon.”

“Maybe because the shampoo and shower gel that I use are lemon.”

Shan Zhu moved closer to deeply breathe in his scent.

“Smells good.”

Ling Meng also secretly sniffed.

“You smell good too.”

“Oh yeah?”

“A scent of meat zongzi,” Ling Meng said deliberately.

Shan Zhu smiled and pulled him into his arms and hugged him: “When you recover, I’ll buy you a bunch and let you eat until you’re tired of them.”

Are you kidding me? Before Ling Meng fell asleep, he thought dazedly, Daddy can eat a ton!

Chapter 50

Although the second canteen at Yanshan University was voted the worst canteen in the University City by a huge majority, the Affiliated Hospital of Yanshan University was a well-known authoritative hospital in the city of Hebei, where the vast majority of medical treatment costs for students could be greatly reduced.

So people often used these two things to tease the college students — eating the worst food, enjoying the best medical treatment.

Ling Meng was young and recovered quickly. After being visited by all his classmates in turn, he was discharged early with the doctor’s permission.

Those days of hospitalization almost broke Ling Meng. Back in the dormitory, he started to play games again. When Shan Zhu brought him lunch, he was playing; when he brought him dinner, he was still playing. This wasn’t the proper mindset of a patient who had just recovered.

“Stop playing, take a break,” Shan Zhu pulled him away from the computer firmly.

Good thing he had food to use as appeasement.

“What did you bring tonight, ge da soup? Great, I like to eat ge da soup the most.”

“It’s hot; blow on it and then eat.” Shan Zhu took his hand, which was about to grab the spoon, and pulled into his arms to gently rub the back of his hand.

“When can I eat meat zongzi? …what are you doing?”

“Wait a little more. You’re supposed to eat lightly right now…massaging your hands, you fought so long, do you want to have tenosynovitis like me?”

Ling Meng’s hand was really a little sore. Shan Zhu’s massage was very refreshing.

“Comfy, comfy….ao ao ao…” he cried out.

“Keep your voice down. Just think what the next room is imagining you’re doing.”

Ling Meng smelled the exhaust of the car (sensed the dirty meaning) and blushed. “Anyway, take those condoms out of the drawer so I don’t get punished with running again.”

Ling Meng switched topics on him.

Ling Meng’s championship long distance race medal lay on the desk and Shan Zhu picked it up in his hand.

“I wanted to ask before, how are you so good at running?”

“It’s simple. When you reach the point where you can’t go on, just hold on a little longer and it’s easy to make it through.”

“Do you know what I was thinking when you sprinted?”

“What did you think?”

Shan Zhu turned and gazed at him: “If I had all my strength, I would give you all my strength, and if I could overdraw my strength by 10 times, I would give you 10 times my strength. Even if after I gave it to you, I became paralyzed, it would be worth it.”

Ling Meng’s heart raced, which was the reaction he usually had when he spoke to a girl, and he thought, was it possible for Shan Zhu to get a sex reassignment surgery?

He was frantic to change the subject. “Who doesn’t have a strong point, just like you play really well, I’m also very envious, ah.”

“Do you know why I play the game so well?”

Ling Meng guessed: “Is it talent?”

“Because someone told me to take everything seriously.”

“Oh, he’s quite right.”

Shan Zhu stared at him: “Do you really have no recollection at all?”

“What?” Ling Meng was in a daze.

“Never mind.”

Ling Meng watched as Shan Zhu picked up the scattered condoms in the drawer and remembered what he said when Shan Zhu first came to his room. “Tell me the truth, do you have thirsty powder?”

Shan Zhu threw a meaningful glance at him: “It depends on whether you’re my powder or not.”

Ling Meng jumped a bit and realized his heart was racing again. “Fuck, you yet again ZH…”

“Faking gay to sell rot, is it? I’ll tell you,” Shan Zhu cut him off, “This phrase will soon be used by you as an idiom.”

“Isn’t it?” Ling Meng muttered.

“How do you want me to prove it?”

Ling Meng couldn’t keep up with his train of thought, “Prove what?”

Shan Zhu moved closer and covered up Ling Meng’s mouth with his own.

Ling Meng, struck silly, sat motionless and let Shan Zhu kiss him.

After kissing for a moment like this, Shan Zhu parted their lips and stepped back. “I didn’t fake anything.”

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Footnotes:

1. face con (颜控): same as appearance-obsessed that appeared in Ch 39

2. conjugal love: the affectionate love between a couple

3. ge da soup (疙瘩汤): soup with dough drops and assorted vegetables

4. ZH: literally black self; internet slang for making self-depreciating jokes

5. idiom (成語): specifically this kind of idiom is from classic books or historical situations and tells a story. so he’s saying soon their phrase will become history & the present situation will be different

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the confession and their first kiss have arrived!!!! how will our little MengMeng react ??