A resilient, slow-to-catch-on beauty x a cunning, fatherly Demon King
Ye Xiaoman has a secret: he dresses as a woman and livestreams himself singing on a certain platform.
At first, it was just a livestreaming punishment, and Ye Xiaoman had no choice. But later, he realized that he received far more gifts when he dressed as a woman. Since he was very short on money, he kept doing it.
Lately, though, the nasty comments in his livestream had been getting worse, and Ye Xiaoman couldn't handle them. He asked a friend what he should do.
Friend: Easy. Just tell them you have a boyfriend. You're making money from singing, not from pretending to be their girlfriend.
Ye Xiaoman: ...But where am I supposed to find a boyfriend?
Friend: Your roommate seems like a good choice. Since he's right under your nose, secretly take a few candid photos of him and show them in your livestream.
Ye Xiaoman: That doesn't seem right...
Friend: What's wrong with it? He's a total straight-arrow, isn't he? He'll never stumble across your livestream.
Ye Xiaoman believed him.
The roommate his friend meant was Ye Xiaoman's college roommate, Duan Yujing.
Duan Yujing really did seem like a total straight-arrow. He was handsome, athletic, and a good student.
At the dorm, he was either doing push-ups or playing video games. He certainly didn't seem like the type to watch livestreams of people singing in women's clothes on some platform.
Taking his friend's advice, Ye Xiaoman began secretly taking candid photos of Duan Yujing in the dorm.
Like Duan Yujing's profile as he played video games, or the way he looked doing push-ups, or how his whole body was still misted with moisture after he came out of the shower.
Ye Xiaoman thought he was hiding it well, not realizing that everything had already been exposed.
Ye Xiaoman finally gathered enough photos and showed them in his livestream.
His cheeks flushed red, his curled lashes fluttering. "I, I'm really not lying to you. I have a boyfriend."
"This is my boyfriend."
Suddenly, two conspicuous comments floated across the screen.
[Is that so?]
[Show us a photo of you kissing, and I'll believe you have a boyfriend.]
Ye Xiaoman froze. "A-a-a-a photo of us kissing?"
How could he possibly have a photo of them kissing?
On the other side of the screen, Duan Yujing set down his phone and smiled faintly.
One night a few days later, after making sure Duan Yujing was asleep, Ye Xiaoman secretly climbed onto his bed and found an angle that would make it look like they were kissing.
He had just taken out his phone to snap a photo when he heard a voice above him:
"Taking pictures of me again?"
Ye Xiaoman jumped, turning bright red as he fumbled around. He nearly fell off the top bunk.
The next second, Duan Yujing pulled him securely into his arms.
"Why not wear a skirt for the photo?"
"It would look better that way."
Theme: There will always be someone waiting for you
