After the Breakup, He Washed Away the Memories Chapter 68

Chapter 68

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This title was a bit long, and there were many factors in it that Rong Qiu didn’t understand or couldn’t directly grasp, such as this “chat” which he didn’t understand at all at first sight. Based on the word “compatibility” later, Rong Qiu reluctantly understood the preceding word to mean matching together.

At first, Rong Qiu didn’t think this “Chief Rong” was him, but when he saw “Big Boss Qin” in front, the combination of these two words subconsciously made Rong Qiu realize that he was indeed the protagonist of the post.

But this was too absurd.

Someone actually linked him with Qin Muye.

Rong Qiu clicked on this magical post, but after reading it for a long time, he still didn’t understand. The netizens in the post were originally discussing normally, but they would always mix in some terms that he couldn’t understand, such as when they mentioned that he might have been to Qin Muye’s office, they brought up something called “office pre”, which meant planting traps in the office?

He was a mech designer, not a bomb disposal expert.

So what exactly was this?

Rong Qiu suddenly became stubborn.

The less he understood, the more he wanted to figure it out. He temporarily put aside this post and started with other simpler ones.

After spending an hour, Rong Qiu roughly understood the rules of this forum.

First, look at the colors of the IDs, which come in two colors. Users can choose their own IDs, and the colors represent different genders. If you don’t log in with a real-name system, you can only view posts and cannot comment. At the same time, the forum rules were simple, only saying that no quarrels were allowed, and the chat content should not be spread outside. It also emphasized that newcomers should not rush to speak on the forum, as they might be ridiculed by old forum users for their out-of-sync style.

Rong Qiu was a new forum user.

After real-name authentication, he randomly chose a garbled name, but he was very cautious and didn’t immediately post or speak, or ask under other people’s posts what these terms meant.

Rong Qiu was very smart. He clicked on the search bar, entered these terms, and then specific posts would appear, just like when encountering unfamiliar words while reading, you would always bring them into a specific context. Then he incorporated these bewildering terms into specific post replies, the more he looked, the more shocked he became, and the darker his face became.

“No peach, inside xie*” meant not to wear condoms and ejaculate inside; “pulei” was just the word “play,” implying sexual activities; and that “rua lion” was not what Rong Qiu initially thought, which was stroking a lion’s head, but a homonym for “rush.” Having encountered so many dark things while doing tasks, he naturally knew what “rush” meant…
* use diff words that have same sounding words; no condom shoot inside

It turns out it’s all about invisible cars.

Turning over and over again, Rong Qiu’s face was also being turned over and over again by the wheels of the car.

No wonder abbreviations or various puns are used. Whenever these words appear in the Star Network comments section, they will immediately be swept away by the Star Network’s anti-pornography and anti-illegal investigation team.

But now, Rong Qiu realized that these somewhat arrogant words were appearing under the post where he and Qin Muye were linked. It turned out that in the place he couldn’t see, Qin Muye and his car had already started, and the speed was amazing. The vividness of the car skills made him, the person who had tried many sexual activities five years ago, also amazed.

Rong Qiu had never read fan fiction, but whenever he browsed the entertainment section of the Star Network, he knew about the weirdness of this type of literature.

Now, Rong Qiu only furrowed his brows. All thoughts of taking a nap, all fatigue, were thrown out of his mind.

He commented below with a garbled ID.

【isjwhshwi (8560f): I think it’s not suitable. Two people with second genders completely don’t match】

He thought he made a reasonable point, and the reasons were sufficient.

But he soon received criticism.

【Queen’s shou is the most dior (8561f): Where did this little newbie come from? Quickly check the title and forum rules】

Rong Qiu’s comment was quickly drowned in a new round of fast-moving cars.

After fermenting overnight, this post brewed many high-quality cars. Many newcomers who entered the post later agreed one after another, and even many people who initially thought it was inappropriate changed their minds.

【More and more】/【Sighing】/【Teacher’s pen for you, please continue】/【Non-AO chat is the best!】

Rong Qiu’s head was dizzy from reading.

He put his phone next to the pillow and stared seriously at the faint sunlight shining through the curtains.

Was he going crazy? He actually spent time on this kind of thing.

Rong Qiu closed the forum, turned off his phone, and tried to close his eyes, forcing himself to fall asleep.

But he, who rarely dreamed during naps, continued with a dream. In the dream, he was also using a garbled ID to debate with others. However, another person, also using a string of garbled numbers but with a different color, was arguing with him one by one.

Everyone was angry in the dream.

Rong Qiu woke up after sleeping for an hour.

He turned on his phone, opened the forum, and pulled up the post.

No one was arguing with him.

Rong Qiu breathed a sigh of relief. He rubbed his messy hair and got up from the bed.

It was almost five in the afternoon now. Rong Qin said they would go out for dinner tonight to celebrate the successful sale of the shares. Rong Qin also asked Zhao Nanchen to come after work. Rong Qiu saw that Rong Qin was dressed very formally, even wearing his handsome little suit, so he thought for a moment and followed Rong Qin’s example, changing into a suit upstairs.

Rong Qiu’s actions were secretly observed by Rong Qin from beginning to end. Seeing that Rong Qiu’s suit lacked a cufflink, Rong Qin turned his head and found a black obsidian cufflink with a cross flower from the drawer in his room.

“This pair and the one on my sleeve are a couple’s style. Now they’ve become brother’s style.”

Rong Qin’s movements were gentle as he carefully attached the cufflink to Rong Qiu’s sleeve. Before he could even turn his gaze, he noticed the watch on Rong Qiu’s wrist.

This watch was given to Rong Qiu by him on Rong Qiu’s birthday.

Later, when Rong Qiu recovered his memory, he harbored some resentment towards him and even blamed Qin Muye. So, he moved out of the villa, and this watch was never worn again. Rong Qin paid close attention to Rong Qiu’s daily life because he knew that after they reconciled, it was the first time Rong Qiu wore the watch again.

Seeing Rong Qin staring at his wrist, Rong Qiu simply reached out his hand and showed it to Brother Rong Qin. “I really like it. The stars on the dial are very shiny.”

“As long as you like it. Zhao Nanchen is already waiting. Let’s go quickly.”

Tonight wasn’t just about celebrating his successful divorce and successfully getting rid of those shares, but also because Rong Qin’s volunteer army was now fully established.

He wanted to share this good news with his close ones.

But Zhao Nanchen didn’t expect it to be so formal. He had just finished work, hadn’t even taken off his military uniform, and hurried to the restaurant Rong Qin booked, wearing a thin windbreaker over it. Seeing Rong Qin and Rong Qiu dressed similarly in suits, Zhao Nanchen couldn’t help but fiddle with his windbreaker with some disdain.

“I should have gone back and changed clothes. People shouldn’t be lazy.”

“Your military uniform looks so good, tall and spirited. Didn’t you see how many people’s eyes were on you when you came over? “

Looking left and right, Zhao Nanchen sneered, “They were obviously staring at Brother Little Qiu. Bringing Brother Little Qiu out tonight is like emitting light.”

Clearly, many people in this Western restaurant were dressed similarly to Rong Qiu, but none of them looked as good as Rong Qiu. Rong Qiu was fair and clean, exuding a gentle and cold temperament in every movement. Even just holding a cup with one hand made people feel that he was exceptionally noble.

And now, Rong Qiu was like this.

He seemed to be indifferent to the focused gazes around him.

The dishes were served on the table. He raised his glass to Rong Qin first. “Congratulations to Brother Rong Qin on regaining freedom.”

Zhao Nanchen only learned about Rong Qin’s divorce later. After knowing, Zhao Nanchen only blamed Rong Qin for not telling him earlier. If he had seen that arrogant alpha, he would definitely have beaten him up severely. Zhao Nanchen was later warned by Zhao Dongqi not to speak casually in front of Rong Qin, so he never mentioned it.

Now, Rong Qiu took the initiative to congratulate Rong Qin on regaining his single status, and Zhao Nanchen followed suit. “Congratulations to Brother Rong Qin on regaining your single status. May peach blossoms bloom in the future!”

Rong Qin felt warm in his heart. “I’ll accept the first sentence, but let’s skip the second.”

Zhao Nanchen rubbed his head and obediently agreed, “So, any partner is just clouds. Blood relationship is the most important. If it weren’t for Little Qiu’s grave being left to his beta lover, Brother Rong Qin could buy a double grave like mine and be buried together with his brother after death.”

Zhao Nanchen’s wish to be buried together with Zhao Dongqi was very sincere, to the extent that he visited the double grave he had bought for them no less frequently than Rong Qiu did.

Rong Qiu only glanced at the design of the tombstone once, and didn’t interfere with the rest of the arrangements; Zhao Nanchen, on the other hand, was different. He meticulously decorated the double grave for himself and Zhao Dongqi, even though he got beaten up by Zhao Dongqi for exposing the matter of the double grave. He didn’t just let it go; from the tombstone to the ornaments outside the tomb, he selected each one carefully.

Listening to him blabbering on, Rong Qin almost couldn’t resist giving Zhao Nanchen a slap, if it weren’t for the fact that they were in an upscale restaurant.

After meandering through various topics, Rong Qin finally brought the conversation back.

“Nanchen, I want to invite you to be the commander of my volunteer army.”

“Ah?”

As soon as Rong Qin’s words fell, both Rong Qiu and Zhao Nanchen looked at Rong Qin simultaneously.

Zhao Nanchen shook his head vigorously.

“I can’t. How can such an important matter be entrusted to me? Brother Rong Qin, you’re too generous.”

The focus shifted from Zhao Nanchen to Rong Qin.

Without directly asking, the implication in his words was obvious: Is Zhao Nanchen capable?

Rong Qin put down his chopsticks.

“What’s wrong with that? I’ve seen the test scores your brother sent me. When you were studying at A University, you were excellent at commanding tasks every time you went out. You were the top of the command department, so you can’t say you’re not capable.”

“What kind of top am I? I’m completely incomparable to General Qin’s command.”

“Why do you want to compare yourself to him? How many commanders in the entire federation are better than him?”

Zhao Nanchen was momentarily speechless. He felt that Rong Qin made sense, but something seemed off.

Rong Qin continued to persuade him, “And you won’t be treated unfairly as the commander of my volunteer army. When our volunteer army achieves results, you’ll be able to catch Qin Muye’s eye openly.”

Rong Qin painted such a beautiful picture for Zhao Nanchen that before finishing his meal, Zhao Nanchen decided to resign from the Thirteenth Military District.

Before leaving, Zhao Nanchen looked at Rong Qin in the car, “Should I tell my brother about this?”

Rong Qin smiled, “Don’t worry, I’ve already informed your brother. You can call him tonight and think it over carefully.”

Rolling up the car window, Rong Qin watched Rong Qiu turn the car key, preparing to start the engine.

But the car didn’t move at all.

He saw Rong Qiu, who was in the driver’s seat, turning slightly towards him, looking at him earnestly, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

The intention to speak was too obvious, hiding everything in his eyes.

But really obedient.

Cute.

Rong Qin resisted the softening of his heart, pursed his lips, and pretended to casually notice Rong Qiu’s anomaly. “Do you have something to say, Qiuqiu?”

Rong Qiu nodded. He smoothed out his slightly messy hair and then clenched the steering wheel tightly in front of him with both hands.

Rong Qin leaned against the car window, propped up his chin, and waited for Rong Qiu’s response.

“I also want to go.”

“Go where?”

Rong Qiu’s eyes lit up. “To Brother Rong Qin’s volunteer army.”

Rong Qin smiled, “Yes, didn’t I say I’ll bring you to visit my volunteer army in a couple of days?”

Rong Qiu shook his head. “I want to help Brother Rong Qin operate mechas.”

This was a sudden idea that occurred to Rong Qiu today. Since Rong Qin invited Zhao Nanchen to join, why couldn’t he? Besides modifying mechas, he could also operate them, and he could do it much better than those people.

He thought Rong Qin would immediately agree, just like agreeing to help him modify mechas, but this time Rong Qin didn’t respond immediately. Rong Qin just remained silent, and after three to five minutes, Rong Qin finally spoke, but he neither agreed nor refused. It seemed that he just wanted to present all the pros and cons to him.

“Qiuqiu, operating mechas is much more dangerous than commanding from behind the scenes. You’ll have to fight against fierce pirates one-on-one or even one-on-many. I think your value lies far beyond operating mechas. You should use your clever brain to design the sharpest spear for all the military districts of the federation.”

Rong Qin’s words were impartial.

He just honestly told Rong Qiu what he thought, and the underlying meaning of these words was that he didn’t agree to Rong Qiu joining his volunteer army.

Rong Qiu understood the implications in Rong Qin’s words.

He was no longer just an ordinary mecha designer. He could design mechas, and he had successfully designed military mechas that shocked all thirteen military districts. His abilities and value had been seen by everyone in the federation.

This was also why he suddenly changed from being a mecha pilot to a mecha designer.

But his intention to do things for Rong Qin was sincere.

Rejected by Rong Qin, Rong Qiu clenched the steering wheel tightly.

The beta’s head drooped slightly, revealing a beautiful white neck with visible bone joints protruding slightly. It seemed like a poke could make it rupture, yet such a neck was now being held by a hand with distinct bone joints.

Brother Rong Qin rubbed Rong Qiu’s neck. “You don’t need to do more. Brother knows your intentions.”

***

At night, Rong Qiu lay in bed after taking a shower.

The conversation with Rong Qin on the way back kept circling in his mind.

He was indeed a bit impulsive.

He couldn’t just leave his mecha research institute unattended and eagerly join Rong Qin’s volunteer army.

But he was worried.

Even though Rong Qin was confident, the scale of Rong Qin’s volunteer army this time was large.

He was still worried.

But he had no one to discuss it with. Zhao Nanchen and Rong Qin were now both in the volunteer army, and he surprisingly had no one to consult.

Rong Qiu was slightly stunned.

But when did he develop the habit of consulting others when encountering something?

Clearly, he could handle things on his own.

Rong Qiu buried his head heavily in the soft pillow, repeating it three or four times before slightly turning his face and looking at the phone on the bedside table. With the garbled alphabet ID, Rong Qiu posted his first post on this emotional forum.

***

Qin Muye had just finished showering.

He emerged with a white towel draped over his head, his alpha physique imposing, with his bare chest undulating steadily. The muscles on his upper body were aesthetically pleasing, and the water droplets left on him after the shower formed a glossy film, reflecting light as they slid down, tracing the contours of his quiet and dormant muscles—his chest, abdomen, disappearing beneath the soft white towel.

Qin Muye’s hair was still damp; he didn’t blow dry it but merely tousled it with the towel a couple of times. His hair was coarse and thick, quickly returning to its natural position even when tousled. His black bangs, untouched by hair gel at the moment, casually hung over his radiant forehead, adding a touch of disheveled beauty to his movements as he strode over to the window.

He paused by the potted plant on the windowsill.

The rose stems were thick and green, dotted with tiny thorns, but several tender green buds blossomed from the top. Due to their large size, the buds grew slowly; they were now no bigger than a thumbnail.

Yet Qin Muye meticulously tended to them.

He made sure there were no pests, checked the soil moisture, meticulous like a rigorous researcher in a laboratory, scrutinizing the instrument data before finally, like a meditating monk, sitting on the couch to deal with his personal messages of the day.

There weren’t many personal messages.

He was waiting for a certain account to pop up suddenly. In fact, he was so concerned about missing a message that he set that account as a special priority. However, the only account on his list marked as special attention had never lit up, not even a trace of activity.

If it weren’t for that one time he sent a greeting and received a question mark from Rong Qiu, he would have thought he was blocked by Rong Qiu again.

His alpha gaze was firm.

There was nothing special in the messages today either.

Qin Muye also opened his block list, and the only person blocked was Su Ran. Su Ran was still sending many messages every day, all of them trivial.

Either asking what he had for lunch or poking at his sore spots, asking if he had reconciled with Rong Qiu.

Qin Muye’s heart silently ached. Was this how Rong Qiu saw him? Clueless about the art of conversation, with nothing to talk about other than exchanging pleasantries three times a day?

But now he didn’t know what to talk about with Rong Qiu either.

Since his brother and Rong Qin divorced and settled their divorce property, he seemed to have lost contact with Rong Qiu. Rong Qiu was in his private mecha research institute, and he was in the official office building of the Thirteenth Military District.

They were far apart.

He had no reason to actively reach out to Rong Qiu.

In a moment of distraction, Qin Muye clicked on Su Ran’s chat box. Even though he was blocked, he could still see the messages from Su Ran. The latest message from Su Ran was interesting.

Su Ran seemed to have run out of things to say completely. From asking what he had for lunch, he now moved on to the emotional forum he browsed today. And what Su Ran informed him about was a forum he had once studied late into the night.

[Su Ran: Ah Ye! There are so many fans of you and Rong Qiu in this forum!]

There were actually a large number of fans shipping him and Rong Qiu in the forum?

Qin Muye: …

As an alpha who had studied forum knowledge hard, Qin Muye immediately understood the meaning of shipping, which was to pair up two characters who had no intersection.

Qin Muye’s mood was somewhat subtle.

He was quite happy to be paired with Rong Qiu, and he definitely wasn’t very interested in the posts Su Ran mentioned. He was just curious, wondering how those people in the forum connected him and Rong Qiu. After all, he and Rong Qiu had never appeared together in public media.

When Qin Muye clicked into the forum he hadn’t visited for a long time, it was flooded with shipping posts. He remembered that there were various colored ID posts last time he visited, but this time, the forum was seemingly dominated by red ID omega users.

The hottest post was undoubtedly the one with fifteen thousand layers.

[Midnight Shipping, tonight discussing the compatibility of Old Master Qin and Chief Rong~ (Highlight: Personal shipping preferences)]

Qin Muye’s face showed a hint of fatigue, but his eyes were still bright.

He coughed lightly, but didn’t feel offended at all. Even just by seeing this title, he felt that the omega host of the midnight shipping was very insightful.

This post managed to connect “never met” him and Rong Qiu from various angles. In the eyes of these forum members, although he and Rong Qiu had never met, their feelings were so deep.

He mentioned Rong Qiu at the military district conference, which was a public declaration of love.

Rong Qiu designed the latest military mecha, which was a response of love.

Because pictures could be posted under the post, they juxtaposed a photo of himself without a mask and Rong Qiu’s original trending certificate photo. The two photos were neatly arranged together, with a red line connecting them into a heart shape, and it was praised as having the appearance of a married couple.

Qin Muye lowered his head and carefully looked at it, even enlarging Rong Qiu’s photo to look carefully. He felt a little regretful; even if he applied a filter to Rong Qiu’s photos, he couldn’t find any similarity between Rong Qiu and himself.

His features were rugged, with higher arches in both his facial features and lip lines compared to Rong Qiu’s. When he didn’t speak, he exuded a sense of fierceness and unapproachable coldness. Su Ran had even said that with a slight stern face, he easily made people clam up.

If he had to choose, he preferred Rong Qiu’s appearance, with slightly downturned eyes, round and obedient. But in the photos, Rong Qiu didn’t smile, and his thin lips were lightly pursed, revealing a hint of faint distance.

Looking at Rong Qiu’s photo, his heart inexplicably softened.

Although he himself couldn’t understand the shipping of netizens, he was still happy, inexplicably happy, that someone connected him with Rong Qiu.

Qin Muye scrutinized it carefully, even going through each floor one by one. The first eight thousand floors were mostly positive, praising the shipper’s skills; however, at floor eight thousand five hundred and sixty, a slightly weaker voice of opposition emerged.

【isjwhshwi(8560f)：I don’t think it’s appropriate. Two people of completely different secondary genders are not compatible】

Qin Muye was momentarily stunned.

This particular comment had remained stable, and whenever other forum users entered the thread, they would mention “isjwhshwi.” Qin Muye initially thought this was just a newcomer accidentally intruding.

However, as he continued to scroll down, by the time he reached fifteen thousand comments, “isjwhshwi” appeared again. Their approach was bold and daring, systematically refuting each reason for shipping mentioned above and concluding that the compatibility between the two was close to zero, albeit with a strangely logical argument.

Soon, this post became heated again because of them.

If this new beta user had remained silent, the thread might have continued smoothly. But they meticulously refuted each point, causing even those opposing them to take their arguments seriously.

Some comments urged the dissatisfied user to leave if they were unhappy, while others criticized the beta newcomer for being shortsighted. In any case, the already heated thread quickly escalated.

At this point, however, Rong Qiu was unaware of the impact his presence was causing.

Even if he knew, he wouldn’t care.

He had just opened a new thread.

【Friends, continue with mech design or piloting mechs? 】

Because he had just debated vigorously in that controversial thread, and his alphanumeric ID, though chaotic, was memorable, many users who had confronted him before came to his post. There wasn’t any hostility, just some surprise. 

【stop being noisy, stop being noisy(1f)：Really? You’re a beta, yet you’re thinking about this?】 

【little sweet omega(2f)：As an omega, I’m not sure, but both options are cool!】 

【fierce A cling(3f)：I don’t think this is something you should be considering. You’re not the chief designer, are you?】 

Seeing these responses, Rong Qiu realized that while they were quick, they didn’t offer specific or effective advice. Presumably, people on this forum wouldn’t guess he was one of the protagonists in the neighboring controversial thread, so Rong Qiu decided to be more open. 

【isjwhshwi(17f)：I’m not asking for myself, just for an alpha friend of mine… He has a certificate as an advanced mech designer, but now he’s hesitant about returning to mech piloting projects】 

Qin Muye had been browsing the neighboring threads when he came across this title. In a forum filled with yellow content and AO conflicts all day long, this post’s title was refreshingly different, almost making Qin Muye forget that it was an emotional forum. 

Qin Muye found the poster of this thread quite familiar.

Wasn’t this the beta who had just debated in the previous thread? Their language was precise, and their arguments logical, leaving a deep impression on Qin Muye.

But now, Qin Muye only sensed a vague familiarity.

Of course, Qin Muye didn’t believe the alphanumeric user’s “I have a friend” theory; most likely, it was the user themselves. But if it really was them, a beta with a senior mech designer certificate, hesitating between mech design and piloting…

Wasn’t that a bit too coincidental?

In an instant, Rong Qiu’s image flashed through Qin Muye’s mind.

Even though he knew it was absurd, Qin Muye didn’t want to startle the snake. If even he could find this obscure emotional forum, Rong Qiu naturally could as well.

Once he had confirmed this thought in his mind, Qin Muye sat up straight. Using the random numerical ID he filled in a few months ago, he carefully considered for a few minutes before calmly responding to Rong Qiu’s post.

【6497619436(37f)：It still depends on… the interests and hobbies of your friend. If he truly enjoys piloting mechs, there’s no harm in pursuing the latter option; however, the fact that your friend already has a certificate as an advanced mech designer undoubtedly makes pursuing mech design easier and more relaxed than the latter path.】 

Rong Qiu’s eyes lit up as he finally saw a somewhat relevant comment. 

Though this comment was lengthy, it didn’t offer much use to him because it echoed his own thoughts. He knew that pursuing mech design was much more lucrative than piloting mechs personally, but his desire to pilot mechs was genuine. 

Sitting on the bed, Rong Qiu hugged his knees, his two fingers swiftly tapping on the keyboard. 

【isjwhshwi(38f)：If everyone around you thinks the former option is better, does that mean there’s no need to continue with the latter?】 

【6497619436(39f)：Actually, by saying this, you’re already indicating your own thoughts.】 

【isjwhshwi(40f)：? What thoughts do I have?】 

【6497619436(41f)：If someone currently supports you in continuing with the former option, you’ll keep asking until everyone agrees with the first one; but if someone agrees with the latter choice, you’ll be pushed a step further.】 

Rong Qiu’s fingers hesitated on the keyboard as he looked at the response from this netizen, deleting the sentences he had already typed. 

He wanted to refute the netizen’s words. 

But he couldn’t. 

It was true. 

The root cause of his hesitation in this matter was the difference in opinions between himself and Rong Qin. If he were to follow Rong Qin’s suggestion to stay at the mech research institute, Rong Qin would naturally be pleased, but subconsciously, he didn’t want that. However, if he were to forcefully leave the mech research institute and follow Rong Qin’s volunteer army, it would undoubtedly displease his brother… 

He didn’t want to upset Rong Qin, but he couldn’t get past his own inner dilemma. That’s why he sought help on this strange emotional forum. 

He was still waiting for others’ replies, but all he got was this digital friend’s somewhat relevant comment. In fact, it was more than relevant; this unseen netizen had suddenly exposed his inner thoughts.

Now Rong Qiu was three parts real and seven parts fake, just to prevent everyone from associating him with that Chief Rong. But little did he know that his alter ego had already been clearly captured by someone on the other end of the phone.

Qin Muye’s expression gradually became serious as he replied to Rong Qiu’s previous comment.

But this time, he didn’t receive a reply.

Had he revealed something…?

Had Rong Qiu already discovered that the person behind this account was him?

Impossible.

He hadn’t left any traces, and this was his only registered account. Apart from Rong Qiu’s post, he hadn’t left any marks on any other threads.

So what was going on? Why was Rong Qiu suddenly ignoring him? This feeling was particularly reminiscent of being blocked by Rong Qiu in his contacts; whenever he sent a message and received no reply, he felt uncomfortable. Sometimes it was painful, sometimes it was frustrating, but most of the time, it felt like punching cotton.

And now, Qin Muye felt the same.

A bitter taste lingered in his chest.

He bookmarked Rong Qiu’s post, but that wasn’t enough. He also took screenshots.

While taking screenshots, he couldn’t help but reminisce once again. The image of Rong Qiu typing flashed in his mind. Perhaps Rong Qiu was biting his lower lip, sharp teeth pressing against soft flesh, maybe even forming a cute little dimple.

That was how Rong Qiu always appeared when facing a challenge.

A kind of unique stubbornness, yet very vivid.

And now, Rong Qiu seemed even more vivid than Qin Muye had imagined.

Rong Qiu even got up from the bed and paced back and forth in the master bedroom for several laps before slowly calming his slightly restless mood.

He didn’t understand the users in the shipping thread anymore.

What was initially a friendly discussion had turned into a one-sided argument. His viewpoints were refuted one by one, and after refutation, the users in the thread even forced him to admit that he and Qin Muye were indeed compatible.

The title of the thread explicitly indicated the discussion of compatibility between him and Qin Muye.

The results laid out by others were in favor of compatibility, while the results he discussed showed complete incompatibility. Despite being reasonable, there were always overly aggressive comments in his responses.

Someone even raised this question:

[Are you Old Qin’s only fan?!]

Huh? What only fan?

Rong Qiu thought he must have read it wrong. He widened his eyes, and the people tagging him under the post analyzed it meticulously, believing that his vehement opposition was due to being Qin Muye’s only fan and not wanting Qin Muye to have any partners.

These users had logical reasoning and even sarcastically targeted Rong Qiu.

[Poster, stop dreaming. Even if Big Brother Qin were to fancy an ordinary beta, he wouldn’t fancy a sour chicken beta like you :) ]

Rong Qiu: ??? 

Are you being polite? 

Who are you calling a sour chicken beta? 

Rong Qiu was filled with anger. He reported this post, reporting it for false statements, but after receiving a response from the forum administrator, he learned that his report had failed. 

With the report unsuccessful, Rong Qiu’s last resort was blocked. 

He simply closed his phone, out of sight, out of mind. Rong Qiu relaxed his waist, which had been tense and naturally drooped, gently pulling back his wrist and ankle from outside the bedding. The halo of the bedside lamp gradually dissipated, Rong Qiu’s eyes closed completely, his breathing became long and steady. 

Little did he know, after he fell asleep, a certain post quietly and silently received an additional response. 

【6497619436(15987f): Will】

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