PUBG Online Romance of the Century

Edited by Divetus and Noks

The taxi had one of its windows lowered a little, and Yu Yan's hair fluttered under the cool breeze that blew in.

When he got out of the car, his hair had been completely blown into a disarray, looking as messy as a bird's nest. He had the appearance of a complete drunkard.

Yi Chen paid the taxi fare as he stepped out. He supported Yu Yan by the waist and then dragged him up.

He was really thin; it felt as if Yi Chen was carrying something almost weightless. Yu Yan's waist was also much slimmer than that of an average man.

The attendant by the hotel's entrance saw this and quickly rushed up. "Sir, I'll help you."

Yi Chen looked at the man in his arms. The other party's face was pressed against his shoulder, and he had exerted a lot of strength to force his mouth into a pout.

"En." He handed the person over.

The person in his arms suddenly moved. Yu Yan opened his eyes and asked the attendant, "… Who are you?"

"I'm a hotel employee. You're drunk, I'm going to help bring you to your room."

Hotel?

Yu Yan shook his head, leaned away from the attendant, and waved his hand at him. "I… I don't live in a hotel."

Yi Chen narrowed his eyes. "Where's your home?"

"Home, home is…" He tried hard to think about it for a long time, but then suddenly looked up. "… 1?"

"En."

Yu Yan stared at him for a moment before abruptly raising his hand to directly pinch his chin.

Yi Chen: "…"

Just pinching it wasn't enough, so he spread his hand out and gently patted his face instead. After a while, he muttered in a low voice, "… This time, I managed to dream up a face?"

The attendant snuck a glance and saw that the man's expression had indeed turned very heavy.

He had some impression of this person. These tycoons had directly booked their hotel's highest quality suites, so the front desk had received a message that they must take good care of them.

He hurriedly stepped forward, trying to forcefully take the person away, but the man holding him suddenly backed away.

"You don't need to do it anymore." Yi Chen gathered the person up again. "Send a cup of honey and fresh ginger water up to room 2311."

"Alright." The attendant rushed ahead to help him press the elevator button. "I'll send it up to you straight away."

As soon as the elevator door closed, the person in his arms began to move restlessly.

"1, I'm hot." Yu Yan said, "Can you wait for me to get up out of bed, turn… turn on the fan… Then come back again?"

Yi Chen didn't really understand what he was saying. "No."

"…"

Yu Yan dazedly thought, why was the 1 in his dream so unreasonable? He really felt too hot, especially his ears, neck, and stomach. It was like they were on fire, and it was especially uncomfortable.

Yi Chen carried the person to his hotel suite's door, swiped the card to open it, walked all the way to the bedroom, and directly placed him onto the bed.

The hotel's bed was so soft that Yi Chen had felt that if he slept there for too long, his waist would develop problems. Yu Yan thought that something was fishy as soon as he was placed onto the bed. He felt as though he was trapped in cotton and completely powerless—unable to move around even a bit.

Since the smell of alcohol still lingered on his body, Yi Chen opened his suitcase and prepared to change into a clean set of clothes. "After drinking the honey ginger water, go to sleep."

Yi Chen had originally thought of leaving this person in the nightclub, since naturally, someone would take him home. However, his classmates hadn't looked very reliable at all, and they'd have probably just left him alone after sending him back home. Based on his usual livestreams, it seemed like he lived by himself. So, after returning to his place, he most likely wouldn't have anyone who would take care of him. If he didn't have something to drink to flush some of the alcohol out, then he would have a hangover when he got up tomorrow.

He had presumed that Yu Yan would fall asleep as soon as his head touched the bed, but he didn’t expect that he had miscalculated. Right now, Yu Yan had already turned himself over, and was fully lying on his stomach on the bed as he stared fixedly at Yi Chen. “What are you looking for?”

Yi Chen answered, "Clothes."

Yu Yan let out an "oh" sound. "… My head really hurts."

"I know." Yi Chen looked back and saw that his eyes were red. He said indifferently, "I helped you get out of a predicament, but you still ended up throwing yourself into a pit."

Yu Yan thought that 1 looked a bit familiar, but that wasn't important. He also thought that 1 was especially good-looking. His facial features were much more defined than that of an average person, but not as sharp as that of a foreign man.

He stared at him for a long time and asked again, "What are you looking for?"

"Clothes."

Yu Yan nodded. "Thank you."

Yi Chen stopped his action of searching and thought it was funny. "What are you thanking me for?"

When he didn't receive an answer, Yi Chen turned around. He saw the person on the bed had turned his back on him and had already taken off his shirt.

Yu Yan's back was very white, his shoulder blades were high and protruding, and his skin was nearly flawless, all due to his staying at home all year round. After taking his clothes off, he randomly tossed them to the side.

Yi Chen stared at him for a moment. His throat became inexplicably dry, and after a while, he said, "I'm not looking for your clothes."

"I know." Of course he knew; this was a dream. Even if 1 had found him some clothes, he wouldn't really be able to put them on. "You, you can continue… Don't worry about me."

After having taken his clothes off, he felt a bit cold. Yu Yan subconsciously pulled up the quilt that was beside him, covered himself with it, and continued to just lie there while staring at Yi Chen.

Seeing such an appearance, it seemed like he had picked up a puppy.

Yi Chen turned around and rummaged around his suitcase a bit. Since he was only staying here for two days, he hadn't brought many clothes. He found the smallest piece of clothing he had and threw it onto the bed. "Put it on."

"No, I'm very comfortable here…" Just as Yu Yan finished saying that, he suddenly felt a burst of acid surging up from his stomach. He frowned. "It's over, 1. I… I feel like I'm going to throw up."

His alcohol tolerance was already terrible but he had even mixed drinks on top of that—it was normal to throw up. Yi Chen said, "Get up. I'll help you to the toilet."

"Not going." He stubbornly tightened his grip on the quilt. "I can bear it."

Yi Chen replied, "… You don't have to bear it. Get up."

"I won't. If I move too much and am not careful, it's very likely that I'll wake up."

This dream with such a face was a rare, once-in-a-thousand-years occurrence. He didn't want to just wake up like that.

It had already gotten to this point, and this person actually still thought that he was dreaming.

"How do you know that this is a dream?" Yi Chen raised his eyebrows. An idea suddenly flashed through his head. "… Do you dream of me often?"

Yu Yan boldly and straightforwardly replied, "Of course."

"Why?"

Yu Yan responded, "Because every night I…"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the ringing doorbell. Yu Yan forcefully swallowed what he was going to say next and reminded him, "The doorbell rang."

Yi Chen walked out of the bedroom and opened the door. It was the attendant from before, carrying honey ginger water in his hand.

The attendant had another person behind him.

Mo Nancheng stuck his head out to look inside. He asked, "Who's in there?"

Yi Chen received the honey ginger water, waited for the attendant to leave, and simply replied, "Nobody."

"Then, who's drinking this honey ginger water?" Mo Nancheng had just come out of his room when he happened to bump into the attendant. He wanted to find out who couldn't endure anymore and needed to drink honey ginger water to detox. He didn't expect that the attendant would actually stop outside of Yi Chen's room.

"Me."

"Impossible." Mo Nancheng said, "What's our relationship? How could I not know your alcohol tolerance? Is it that person that you went back into the nightclub to pick up?"

Just as Yi Chen had wanted to drive him away, he heard a voice cry out from inside, "1—I can't hold on any longer!"

Yu Yan really felt that he was going to vomit. Even if he didn't want to, he couldn't hold it back anymore. His mouth couldn't stop wanting to retch.

These words didn't sound quite right when they floated into the other person's ears.

Hearing the male voice, Mo Nancheng clearly understood. "… It seems that I have disturbed you guys?"

Yi Chen replied, "Just a friend."

"Which friend of yours is worth you specifically going back to pick them up ah?" Mo Nancheng lamented, "Isn't our relationship ironclad ba? And yet, the last time I got drunk in the pub, you fucking dumped me on the sofa without any hesitation and just left."

Yi Chen retorted, "The hostess of that pub was your old flame."

"… That's different."

There was some movement in the bedroom again. Yi Chen didn't bother talking to Mo Nancheng any longer and directly shut the door.

Yu Yan, relying on his intuition, bumped and collided with things in the room until he successfully found the suite's bathroom. He held onto the toilet as he let out a stream of vomit.

He felt much more comfortable after vomiting. He coughed several times, then heard the sound of movement, and so turned around to take a look. 1 was standing at the bathroom door holding a bath towel, looking at him.

Yi Chen walked up to him, flushed the toilet, and asked Yu Yan as he towered over him, "Finished vomiting?"

"… Should be, ba."

The man moved towards him, grabbed his arm, and directly pulled him up. In a very brisk manner, he rubbed the towel on his mouth and then took him to the sink. "Rinse your mouth."

Yu Yan felt that 1's tone had suddenly become a bit heavy, making him sound fierce.

He obediently rinsed his mouth and went back to bed, his hands stuffed with a cup of honey ginger water.

"Drink it all and then sleep."

Yu Yan held the cup. "Then, what about you?"

"There are two rooms." This bed already smelled of alcohol, so he had intended to go to the other room to sleep.

Yu Yan drank the honey ginger water and said, "So troublesome. You used to just sleep by my ear."

Yi Chen stopped his movement of getting up. After a while, he squinted and asked, "Sleep beside you?"

Yu Yan lay on the bed and looked at him unabashedly. "Yeah."

"…" Yi Chen reconfirmed, "You've dreamed of me sleeping beside you?"

Yu Yan thought about it. Beside him and by his ear were pretty much both the same thing ba.

"Yes," he nodded.

Yi Chen's eyebrows twisted slightly, and his eyes lowered, as if he was trying to understand the meaning of these words.

They were only online friends at best, but the little anchor often dreamt of him? And even more, dreamt that they slept together?

No matter how you thought about it… it didn't seem like a healthy kind of dream.

After a long silence, during which he had almost fallen asleep, Yu Yan asked in a much quieter voice, "Why aren't you talking anymore?"

Although he looked very sleepy, his eyes had been fixed on Yi Chen since the beginning, without wavering even a bit. This was completely different from the small scared dumpling in the nightclub who had immediately ducked away when their eyes had previously met.

A thought suddenly popped into Yi Chen's mind. He frowned and quickly pushed the thought away.

When he looked again, the small scared dumpling had almost closed his eyes, and was maintaining a drowsy appearance.

Yi Chen suddenly felt relieved that they were just online friends who had never met before; he really didn't need to think about it too much.

He got up to leave. When he got to the door, he raised his hand and turned off the light. "Sleep ba."

The room was instantly plunged into darkness, with the air still reeking of alcohol.

Yu Yan felt that his eyelids were very heavy. His upper and lower eyelids were like magnets, and he desperately wanted to close them.

But the sensation that something was wrong kept bothering him; it was like something was missing.

He finally managed to remember only when it suddenly got dark around him. "Wait!"

Yi Chen paused briefly as he was closing the door, raised his hand, and turned on the light again.

Only to see that the little anchor was already sitting up from the bed. He had grabbed his cellphone from the bedside table and was patting himself down, as if looking for something. He muttered, "Earphones… earphones."

After a while, he sighed, "Forget it."

Just as Yi Chen was about to ask, he saw Yu Yan open an app on his cellphone and then click on something. Afterward, a low male voice sounded out from his cellphone——

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

"I'm not sweet. He is very sweet."

"Yanyan? He's very well-behaved."

At this moment, the owner of this voice was standing by the door with a rare expression of stupor on his face.

Before Yi Chen could react, he saw the little anchor lower the volume of the cellphone. He then placed the cellphone by his pillow, using both hands to make sure that the cellphone's speaker was pointed directly at his ear.

Then, he fell asleep quite naturally.

"…"

Only when the person on the bed started snoring did Yi Chen finally regain his composure.

He looked at the person sleeping on the bed with a complex expression. The thought that he had just pressed down had now grown into a towering tree.

It wasn't until the music on Yu Yan's cellphone looped that Yi Chen finally started moving——

He walked forward, with a confused expression, to help cover Yu Yan with the quilt he had just carelessly tossed off.

… Then, with the same confused expression, he turned off the "The Must-Tell Beautiful Love Story between a Little Anchor and a Big Boss" audio file that was playing.

Finally, with his confused expression still on his face, he turned away and quietly closed the bedroom door.

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Juurensha: Okay but, drunk Yanyan was so cute guys.

Divi: I hope Yanyan remembers his "dream" tomorrow. Also, good job Boss Yi on caring for Yanyan T_T. You should also most definitely take care of your friends if they become dead drunk—don't leave them alone because if they vomit on themselves they can choke if they're not lying face down.

Noks: Damn, drunk Yanyan is so adorable…. And so is the confused Yi Chen… <3

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