I Confessed to Yanqing After a Makeover

After his planet was destroyed, Hu Chen was rescued as a refugee and brought to the Xianzhou Luofu, where he lived for two years.

One day, he found an egg in his own bed.

After that, he kept finding himself in socially mortifying situations.

He liked Yanqing. When Yanqing was standing across from him, he shouted, "I want to be your friend! I like you the most!"

Yanqing froze for a moment, then blushed bright red.

He liked Yanqing. When Yanqing's first mission went badly, he muttered, "No one wants the protagonist to lose when they're reading a story. Just like I really don't want to see you sad right now."

Yanqing blinked at him and said nothing.

He liked Yanqing. When Yanqing was hurt and curled protectively around the egg, he tried to change his image and shamelessly insisted, "I don't think there's anything wrong with you. Everything about you is good. There's nothing bad about you."

Yanqing smiled. Though he was still recovering, he softly shared his thoughts with him.

He liked Yanqing. When Yanqing was struck by a spell and lost his senses, he hated everyone who had caused it, grumbling that this was bad, that was bad, he was bad, and Yanqing was bad too.

Yanqing, barely conscious, hugged him and patted him. "Don't cry. It's okay, don't cry."

The good thing about changing his image was that he could confess his feelings very smoothly. The bad thing was that it gradually turned into this:

"I like you."

"Mm, I like you too."

What's with this bland exchange, like "Have you eaten?" "I have!"

Hu Chen was heartbroken.

But after thinking it over, he decided not to think about it anymore. Yanqing was still young, and so was he. They had plenty of time.

Anyway, he had decided that for as long as he lived, he would keep watching Yanqing, watching him continue to shine and forge ahead without looking back.

*

He was late today, and Sanyu Bookshop was about to close.

Yanqing flew there on his sword, hurtling in from the night breeze and into the warm yellow light. He realized he wasn't too late: the guardian of Exalting Sanctum, his good friend, was dozing with his head on the counter.

He must have been asleep for a while. His face was marked from being pressed against it.

Yanqing pulled up a chair, propped his face in his hand, and watched him from the side with interest. Unable to resist, he reached out and poked him:

I like you.

I'm telling you I like you.

I've said it so many times. Why won't you believe me?

* Hu Chen (gong) x Yanqing (shou)

Theme: Be kind to yourself