YM778.TV Ch28 - Popping Boba
Chapter Ch28 - Popping Boba
Translator: iced, Editor: Pyrrhae, PR: Baumkuchen
Lin Feiran was eager to feed the cats. With all his attention poured into the soft kitten in his hand, he didn’t resist being fed by Gu Kaifeng.
Gu Kaifeng was perfectly satisfied as he fed him and spoke as if making idle conversation. “I noticed just now, there are two males and two females.”
Lin Feiran hummed sweetly in agreement, revealing the contented smile of a parent.
Gu Kaifeng was infected by his mood and wanted to laugh. “I’ve already come up with names for the cats: Mung Bean Cake, Cloud Cake, Glutinous Rice Cake, and Egg Cake.”
Lin Feiran: “......”
Gu Kaifeng wiped some sauce from the corner of Lin Feiran’s mouth and said softly, “You’re a little sticky cake.”
This action was a little too intimate. Lin Feiran forgot to breathe for a moment, then turned his head away.
Thinking aloud, Gu Kaifeng continued, “Then what am I?”
Lin Feiran responded callously, “You’re steamed cornbread.”
Gu Kaifeng was amused and winked flirtatiously at Lin Feiran. “That’s good, steamed cornbread is stiff.”
Lin Feiran: “......”
Why is this guy relating everything to that? And they call him an Adonis, ridiculous!
“The one with yellow fur on its leg should be called Egg Cake, the one with green eyes should be Mung Bean Cake.” Lin Feiran calmly turned the topic back in a safe direction, but as he continued to speak, he suddenly felt a burst of heartache. He couldn’t keep himself from blaming Gu Kaifeng. “Don’t just make up names if you’re bored ah; once you have, you won’t be able to bear giving them away anymore.”
“We’ll adopt a cat once we graduate from high school, okay?” Gu Kaifeng stroked Lin Feiran’s bangs. The strands of his hair were as soft as Lin Feiran’s personality. Even though it had just been cut that Saturday, his hair was still silky and nice to touch. The sensation from his fingertips made Gu Kaifeng’s heart beat faster.
“It won’t be possible even when we graduate, the same rules apply to university dorms.” Lin Feiran pulled back his head to avoid Gu Kaifeng’s mischievous hand.
Gu Kaifeng took back his hand, eyelids drooping slightly, and he used his chopsticks to play with the grains of rice in the lunchbox. “When that time comes, let’s go to the same university, rent an apartment nearby, and live together. Then, we can have one or two cats, and you’ll be responsible for playing with them and I’ll be responsible for scooping their shit, okay?”
Lin Feiran’s face instantly turned red and his eyes widened as he shouted at him ineffectually, “Who agreed? I just couldn’t be bothered to refute you!”
He spoke with so much force that a grain of rice flew out of his mouth!
Gu Kaifeng laughed so hard his shoulders shook.
Lin Feiran frantically tugged on Gu Kaifeng’s sleeve and stressed seriously, “I’m telling you, I’m not going to go to the same university as you.”
“Whatever you say. Anyway, our grades are similar. We were only a few marks apart on the test last month.” Gu Kaifeng raised his eyebrows then continued shamelessly, “When the time comes, I’ll steal your dream school list from the teacher and copy the whole thing down; we’ll see where you can run off to...”
Lin Feiran was extremely angry and wanted to slam his hand on the desk to show it. But the desk was just out of reach, so the hand that was extended in mid-air could only awkwardly turn and resolutely slap his own thigh.
“Gu Kaifeng!” Lin Feiran roared.
Gu Kaifeng responded tenderly, “Right here.” As he said that, he raised the cup of delicious milk-capped green tea to Lin Feiran’s lips, saying, “Drink the tea, it’ll help you calm down.”
Lin Feiran belligerently took a big gulp of tea, then rubbed his palm down each kitten once to calm his anger!
“Right, I forgot to ask before—” Gu Kaifeng casually took a sip of tea from the same straw that Lin Feiran used and asked, “How’d you know there were kittens there?”
Lin Feiran’s lips moved faintly, but no words came out.
Since he was silent, Gu Kaifeng guessed, “You’d been there before to feed the cats?”
As the truth could not be spoken, Lin Feiran could only push the boat with the current and concede, “Um... yeah.”
RanRan is kind and loving to animals, and shy when talking about his own good deeds, the most handsome boy in the school thought with surging emotions, unaware of the truth.
Once he had finished eating and feeding the cats, Lin Feiran took a picture of the four little kittens and posted it on the internet along with information on how the cats were found, their age, genders, and location for pickup. He also identified a few popular pet bloggers to request they advertise the kittens’ availability for adoption. After hesitating for a moment, Lin Feiran could not resist including the four names Gu Kaifeng made for them too, saying they could be inspiration for names chosen by their new owners. After he was done, he pressed send.
He quite liked the names Gu Kaifeng came up with for the kittens, but unfortunately they could not keep them right now.
Probably because he wasn’t wearing a coat and got caught in the rain while bringing back the cats, Gu Kaifeng unluckily fell ill the next day. After enduring the morning lessons with much effort, Gu Kaifeng requested leave from the homeroom teacher and went back to the dorm to rest. It seemed like he would have to skip the rest of the day’s classes and the evening self-study period.
It was Lin Feiran’s first time being separated from Gu Kaifeng for so long since he inherited the Yin-Yang eyes. Once the four afternoon lessons were over, the remaining Yang energy from Gu Kaifeng’s chair and desk had been pretty much used up. When the school bell rang, Lin Feiran put the last pen filled with Yang energy in his pocket and sent a message to Gu Kaifeng as he headed to the cafeteria.
Lin Feiran: “Are you feeling better now?”
Gu Kaifeng replied with a voice message. Since he was sick, his voice was a bit hoarse and held a hint of sexiness that didn’t match his age. “It’s been four hours since I saw you, would I be okay?”
The crowd heading to the cafeteria was getting larger, and Lin Feiran could not stop himself from blushing when he heard the voice message. Gritting his teeth, he replied, “It shows. You’re so sick, you’re talking nonsense.”
Without giving Gu Kaifeng a chance to respond, he quickly asked, “What do you want to eat? I’ll buy it and bring it back for you.”
Gu Kaifeng: “Beef rice, milk tea.”
Lin Feiran: “Okay, anything else?”
Gu Kaifeng replied sweetly, “I also want to eat a little sticky cake.”
Lin Feiran was angered again. “Are you ever serious!?”
Gu Kaifeng responded in an innocent tone, “Don’t they sell New Year cakes on the second floor of the cafeteria? Buy me a box.”
There was a shop selling Chinese sweets on the second floor of the cafeteria, and they indeed sold a type of sticky rice cake with red bean filling, but Lin Feiran remembered Gu Kaifeng didn’t really like eating sweets, and had never seen him eat any. However, Gu Kaifeng’s tone and phrasing were meant to mislead, so Lin Feiran unsurprisingly fell for his deceit.
Lin Feiran angrily typed out a string of text, then hastily deleted it after some thought and replaced it with three words: “I got it.”
Gu Kaifeng: “Where did your imagination run to now?”
Lin Feiran decided to ignore him and shoved his phone back into his pocket, then went to the cafeteria and ordered two sets of beef rice and milk tea. When ordering the milk tea, he instructed the cashier to make one iced with lots of popping boba, and the other one hot with less sugar. Afterwards, he unwillingly trudged up to the second floor to buy a little box of sticky rice cakes. As he paid, he internally cursed Gu Kaifeng for being a nutcase. When he drinks milk tea, he wants less sugar; when he drinks Coca-Cola, it has to be Coke Zero; but now he wants to eat the amazingly sweet sticky rice cakes from this shop, and he wants an entire box.
Damn him! He must be doing this just to annoy me! Lin Feiran thought resentfully.
There were so many people in the cafeteria that he had to spend about ten minutes in line. Lin Feiran was scared that he would suck dry the last of the Yang energy in the pen in his pocket, so he ran all the way back to the dorm.
After all, if he did not keep his Yin-Yang eyes at bay and ended up seeing some gory ghosts before eating, it was likely he would have no appetite for dinner that night.
Within two minutes, Lin Feiran pushed open the dormitory door, panting. He dragged a rolling chair to Gu Kaifeng’s bedside and put the food on the seat, saying, “Eat up while it’s hot.”
Gu Kaifeng sat up in bed and observed Lin Feiran who had run until he was gasping for breath just to bring him hot food. He felt moved and distressed at the same time. “What were you doing, running so quickly.”
Lin Feiran sat on Gu Kaifeng’s bed, absorbed Yang energy through his butt, and cooly replied, “I’m worried about arriving late to the evening self-study period, of course.”
The little thing is really stubborn, Gu Kaifeng thought with amusement.
In order to care for the sick patient, Lin Feiran removed the lid from the takeout container, separated the disposable chopsticks, and put the straw into the milk tea. Finally, he opened the box of sticky rice cakes and said menacingly, “You have to finish this entire box!”
Gu Kaifeng laughed out loud. Holding up the box of five sticky rice cakes to his nose, he smelled them and said, “That won’t be possible.”
“Why not?” Lin Feiran glared at him, “Didn’t you really want to eat them a moment ago?”
The corners of Gu Kaifeng’s mouth rose as he retrieved a sticky rice cake from the box. He squished the glutinous dumpling’s soft, round, white body and responded in a lowered voice, “Elder brother is loyal, so even if these little sticky cakes are all the same, I’ll only eat this one.”
Lin Feiran was stunned. He didn’t expect Gu Kaifeng to wait this far to say such a thing, and his words stuck in his throat.
“Mm, so fragrant.” Gu Kaifeng put the sticky rice cake in his palm and inhaled again, then pecked it gently.
Lin Feiran: “......”
Dammit, why do I feel violated!
Gu Kaifeng took a bite out of the sticky rice cake, then stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the red bean filling inside. He commented seriously, “The filling is really sweet.”
In all his years of life, this was the first time Lin Feiran had seen someone eat a sticky rice cake in such a blatantly sexual manner, and he felt increasingly like slapping someone.
Gu Kaifeng finished the sticky rice cake in a few bites, all the while staring openly at Lin Feiran. He praised, “The little sticky cake is delicious.”
Ignore him. The more attention you pay to a hooligan, the more zealous they’ll become...
Lin Feiran was teased until his ears and face were red. He tried to console himself and did his best to act as if nothing had happened. With an indifferent face, he forced himself to focus on picking the large pieces of onion out of his beef rice with chopsticks.
At this point, Gu Kaifeng could no longer control himself and let a chuckle escape.
“You’re insane!” The last string that was holding on to the rationality in Lin Feiran’s brain was snapped by Gu Kaifeng’s laughter, and he threw himself at Gu Kaifeng to try to hit him. Gu Kaifeng took advantage of the situation and caught Lin Feiran around the waist, pulling him into his arms. However, Gu Kaifeng was not able to stop Lin Feiran’s momentum and fell backwards, so a second later they both landed firmly on Gu Kaifeng’s bed.
Lin Feiran struggled to sit up, but Gu Kaifeng’s hand was holding him down by the back of his head as his feverishly red but still handsome face quickly approached his own. Lin Feiran’s mind was in disorder. He didn’t know whether he should cry out or do something else, and his tightly closed lips parted slightly.
However, a boiling feeling came instead of the anticipated kiss — Gu Kaifeng had only pressed his forehead to Lin Feiran’s, the tips of their noses gently touching and their lips neither close nor far.
“Baby, is my fever bad?” Gu Kaifeng asked with a mischievous smile.
Lin Feiran’s slightly parted lips closed, then opened again after a moment. His clear youthful voice rang out, a hint of shyness and uncertainty in his tone. “... Have you taken your medicine yet?”