PUBG Online Romance of the Century

Edited by Noks

In the early days of February, Yu Yan's lawyer sent a message saying that he had already contacted Feng Xiong's side.

"The other party doesn't plan to hire a lawyer, so he should have already given up on the case. Our chances of winning the case are very high, so you don't need to worry about that."

When he got the message, Yu Yan had just started playing a match. He manipulated the character with his hands as he replied, "Okay, I've troubled you."

"It's not trouble to get paid for my work." The lawyer paused for a bit before continuing, "But the other party has asked me many times about setting up a meeting with you. I've heard that he's having to contend with several other lawsuits at the same time as this, and all together, it's become a lot."

Yu Yan raised his head to glance at Yi Chen, who was staring at the inventory tab in the game, as if considering which gun to use.

Sensing his gaze, Yi Chen raised his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yu Yan shook his head and said to the person on the phone, "When I need to sign the required documents, I will come back."

These words meant that there was nothing left to say, so the lawyer nodded and replied, "Understood."

After ending the livestream, both of them tidied up and went out.

Ever since Yi Chen's annual leave had started, they had gone out almost every day, and if they weren't going to the gym, then they would go to eat, eat, eat. During this period of time, Yu Yan's weight hadn't changed at all, but he could obviously feel that his body's immunity had improved a lot.

Specifically, no matter where he took off his clothes, he wouldn't catch a cold…

"Going to the gym?" Yu Yan buckled up his seatbelt and asked.

"Not today," Yi Chen said.

It was rush hour, and there were some traffic jams on the road, which made people annoyed and perplexed. Both of them couldn't help but open the car windows to get some air.

While they were waiting at a red light, Yu Yan heard a whistle from the left side of the car.

He looked sideways. A small white car was parked beside them, and its passenger seat window was open. The woman sitting inside was winking at Yi Chen.

Yi Chen glanced out of the window through the corner of his eyes and quickly pulled his gaze back.

It only took a glance to tell that this woman was an old hand in matters of love; she wasn't shy in taking action at all. When they looked back at her again, she had already held up her cellphone. On the screen of her cellphone were several big words—Little Gege, add me on WeChat.

Before Yu Yan could see the words written on the screen clearly, his hand was picked up by someone.

Yi Chen held his hand, raised it, and shook it towards the outside. Yu Yan was still wearing the watch he had coaxed him to put on his wrist, so however you looked at it, these joint hands were definitely those of two men.

Then, right in the face of the woman's surprised expression, he closed the window and stepped on the accelerator to leave.

Although Yu Yan knew that Yi Chen wouldn't give his WeChat contact to anyone just like that, he still felt a little uncomfortable on the inside when he saw someone else chatting up his boyfriend.

He said, "We were so blatant… Will we be recognized ah?"

Yi Chen said, "What, afraid that if your fans know, you'll lose them? That's just the burden idols have to carry."

"I'm not an idol, where would this burden of idols come from?" Yu Yan chuckled, his grip on the other person's hand growing tighter. "….I'm afraid of it affecting your company."

"I run a regular company, not something in the service industry." Yi Chen said, "Whoever I'm with, male or female, is my personal business. It has nothing to do with the company."

Yu Yan opened and closed his mouth a few times, wanting to say something, but then he suddenly saw that their surroundings had gone dark. Only then did he realize that the car had entered an underground parking garage.

He looked around and was stunned. "Why did we come to the supermarket, what do you want to buy?"

"En." Yi Chen's tone was as usual as he said, "We've nearly used up all the condoms at home."

"?!" Yu Yan's ears turned red in a flash. "Couldn't we have just bought that at the regular supermarket?"

Yi Chen held back his laughter, parked the car, and then pinched the tip of his ear. "Teasing you…came to buy New Year's goods."

New Year's Eve was now nearly upon them. The New Year's gift market that would previously get set up on the streets had been banned for several years now, so the throngs of people squeezing into the supermarket could be called Spring Festival traffic. People were crowding against other people, and pushing a shopping cart through this throng was even more difficult, for the lanes were even more blocked up than the traffic jam just now, and they couldn't even take half a step in any direction for a long while.

These two people, who were now stuck in the middle of the crowd, glanced at each other and remained in that spot for a long time.

Yu Yan asked, “What New Year’s goods should we buy?”

“I don’t know,” said Yi Chen.

Thus, they ended up lingering in every aisle labeled with "New Year Necessities" on it, and bought a little from each. At the end, they found that the store had temporarily installed shelves in the aisles, on which were hanging poetic couplets, red envelopes, and everything else that was necessary.

Looking at Yu Yan’s serious face, Yi Chen said, “You’re still young, you don’t need to give out red envelopes.”

“I&#k2026;&#k2026;” Yu Yan paused and said, “I have a little cousin in my family, I have to prepare one for her. There are also many children from the neighbourhood around my house, and I need to give all of them one.”

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and said nothing more. He turned his back and carefully looked through the red envelope shelf. Finally, he picked out a packet of red envelopes with a simple and generous style and threw it into the shopping cart.

After they got home, Yu Yan started to put up the poetic couplets.

When he was a child, he would see his parents put them up, but this was the first time he did it himself. Yi Chen's house was a double-storied villa, and it wouldn't look good to stick too many inside. After a short discussion, the two of them decided to stick some on the gate as well.

Yu Yan had just put them up when he suddenly heard a clear click.

He looked back and saw Yi Chen holding up his cellphone. "…What are you taking a picture of?"

"Nothing." Yi Chen put his cellphone back and said calmly, "Commemorating the occasion, taking a picture."

——

On New Year's Eve, the two of them moved their meal to the TV table. Yu Yan, sitting with his legs crossed and an iPad in his arms, was scrolling through his Moments and Weibo.

After taking a bath, Yi Chen came out, dried his hair, and sat down beside him. "You've been holding onto your cellphone ever since you ended your livestream. What exactly are you looking at?"

Yes, Yu Yan had still stuck to his livestreaming schedule even on the eve of the Lunar New Year. He had just ended his livestream two hours ago, and was praised by his fans as being a model worker in the Year of the Pig.

Yu Yan didn't even turn his head around. He stared at the screen of his cellphone, a smile on his face, as he replied, "Looking at my fans' messages."

Since the end of that trouble with Feng Xiong, his Weibo has attracted a lot of mama fans, and there were even some people who didn't play games in his fan group. Every day, they would send him some worried and caring messages on his Weibo.

Although these were just comments on Weibo, he would still feel warm after reading them, and so he began to look at his Weibo more often.

[In the New Year, don't make headlines anymore. Sincerely wishing my baby son a healthy and happy Year of the Pig. Casually wishing you and your girlfriend 99 (reluctant).]

[Did Yanyan go home ah? There are many bad people during the Spring Festival, and it's too dangerous for you as a boy to be outside. Be sure to pay attention to your safety!]

[yanxyan, wake up! You're only 20! You must not get stuck on just one person!! There are plenty of fish in the sea, and maybe the next one will be better!!! Look at me!! [picture]]

Usually, his fans liked to reply back to him with funny emoticons and memes, so whenever he saw a picture link in the comments, he would reflexively click on it.

A picture popped out. The girl had black hair and cute facial features. She was pouting at the camera.

Yu Yan was shocked and instinctively wanted to close it. However, before he could click to exit the picture, his neck was hooked, and his whole person was dragged over.

"You've grown up, Yan Xiao Yan," Yi Chen didn't smile very kindly as he said, "Even daring to open up a picture…Tell me which fish you want to stick to?"

"No, I thought it was an emoticon," Yu Yan blurted out, "I just want to stick to you here…"

Yi Chen didn't care whether he was unjustly accusing him or not. He didn't have any attention to spare for the hot pot placed on the table that they had worked really hard on for a long time to make, and instead, he pressed the person in his hands into the sofa and solidly kissed him for a long time. The sofa was long but not big. His whole body pressed into Yu Yan's body. With the two of them rubbing together like this, they pretty much showed an instantaneous reaction.

Yi Chen hadn't wrung out all the water from his hair, so several drops fell on Yu Yan's body, which stirred him up into a state of excitement. "No, we still have to do the New Year's countdown."

"So it's fine after the countdown?" Yi Chen wiped the water that had fallen onto the side of his neck with the back of his hand and asked in a hoarse voice.

Yu Yan said, "….still have to send New Year's blessings to elders and friends."

This was his habit. Although he hadn't celebrated New Year's before, he still wanted to have a taste of that New Year feeling. So, on the night of New Year's Eve, for the past few years, he would sit by himself in front of the TV, edit all the messages by himself and then send them out one by one.

On TV, the Spring Festival Gala sketch program had started, and Yi Chen's cellphone started to buzz. He possessed only one cellphone number for both work and personal use, so every Spring Festival, he would become really annoyed by the influx of group messages and would occasionally just switch off his phone. But after hearing what Yu Yan said, he didn't find it annoying anymore. He even sat behind Yu Yan, picked up his cellphone, and took a look at the messages he received.

Mo Nancheng: In the Year of the Pig, Chengcheng is here to wish that things go your way and that everything goes well for you.

Yi Chen: Thank you.

Mo Nancheng: ?

Mo Nancheng: Son of a bitch thief, you even dare to steal my bro's cellphone? Do you know who the owner is? You don't want to be able to celebrate the New Year next year ba?

Yi Chen held his cellphone and thought that since they were celebrating the New Year, it would be better to not curse someone out.

They ate their hot pot dinner very slowly, and by the time the people on TV were already getting ready to sing 'Unforgettable Tonight', there were still many ingredients left on their table.

Neither of them could eat any more. Yu Yan, resting his head on Yi Chen's arm, said, "The host of this Spring Festival Gala has changed several times, and the former female host who looked very happy isn't here now."

"You watch it every year?" Yi Chen asked.

"En, otherwise there's nothing else for me to do to pass the time." Yu Yan said, "Don't you watch it?"

"The TV will be on, but I don't watch it, I just listen."

At this time, a sudden sound of fireworks exploding came from the outside.

Both of them were stunned. Yu Yan confusedly looked out of the window and caught the last burst of light from the fireworks.

He froze and asked, "…don't you guys have a fireworks ban here?"

"Yes." Yi Chen laughed and explained, "But there are many people who aren't afraid of paying the fines… If you want to see some, I'll buy some for you tomorrow."

"No."

Before Yu Yan could finish talking, fireworks flew up into the air again, adding countless bright colors to the dark night sky, making everyone's eyes explode in colors.

"We should abide by the law… stealing a look at other people's fireworks is also pretty good."

This was the first time that Yi Chen had stolen anything of another's. It didn't feel bad.

The countdown began on TV. As soon as he was ready to embrace Yu Yan, he saw him jump up, as if he had thought of something. Without even bothering to put on his slippers, he ran back to their room.

In a few seconds, he ran back out again.

The host smiled and counted, "3, 2, 1 —"

"Yi Chen! Happy New Year!"

Yu Yan ran to him and sat down, getting ready to take out whatever it was that was in his pockets.

"Happy New Year." Yi Chen was faster than him as he took out a red envelope, and couldn't help laughing as he said, "What are you running for? Not even wearing slippers."

Yu Yan stared at the red envelope in his hand and replied, "I'm already 20 this year, I won't accept red envelopes."

"Even if you were 80 this year, I would still give you one."

Yi Chen's red envelope was very big and full, and had Yu Yan's name written on the back of it. The handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and looked very beautiful.

The money in it didn't actually matter; Yu Yan wanted to collect and enshrine this red envelope for the rest of his life.

"That's good." He took it and then took out his red envelope from his pocket. "….then let's exchange ba."

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and was just about to refuse, but suddenly realized that the red envelope in his hand didn't seem quite right.

It wasn't thick, and because it had been hidden by its owner for a long time, there seemed to be a faint trace of a shape on the red envelope, indicating that there was something hard in it.

Yi Chen took it, opened it, and upon seeing what was inside, his heart suddenly jumped.

Inside were two 100 yuan bills, and cushioned between them was a ring.

"Last time, when I went to pick out the watch, I saw it… I thought it was very good-looking, so I bought it as well." Seeing that Yi Chen wasn't responding, Yu Yan gave a light cough and said in embarrassment, "It cost a bit more than I had expected to buy the watch, so I couldn't afford a really good one…"

Yi Chen interrupted him, "You only bought this one?"

Yu Yan instantly understood what he meant. He took out another ring from his pocket and said, "It's the same style, I…I bought them together. There are also some words engraved inside, which can't be seen from the outside."

"It's really not expensive. If you don't like it, it's fine if you don't wear it…"

"I like it."

As complex emotions surged up inside him, Yi Chen repeated, "I really like it."

Yu Yan let out a breath. "Then that's good."

They didn't possess the romantic cells that other people had. Instead of asking each other to help them put on the ring, they bowed their heads and put the rings on themselves, making it seem as if they didn't want to wait for even a single second.

"This ring…" Yu Yan put on the ring and suddenly said, "I won't take it off during livestreaming."

Yi Chen, who was feeling full of satisfaction as he looked at the ring, heard him say that, and then he raised his eyebrows. "En?"

"It's just… I," Yu Yan licked his lips and declared solemnly, "Yi Chen, I will not hide you as well."

Yi Chen was shocked, and it seemed as though he had heard more fireworks exploding.

At this time though, the fireworks were in full bloom in his heart, making it bright and warm.

—

The clock passed 12 o'clock and ushered in a new year. From 23:59 to 00:02, the mood of the whole country reached a new peak. After three minutes, peace quickly returned.

Year after year, New Year's became less exciting, but the good thing about it was that the people you liked were still around. Usually, after people sent their New Year's blessings to each other, they opened social apps and continued to surf the web.

On the first day of the New Year, at 02:39 a.m., Yi Chen suddenly renewed his Moments page, which hadn't changed for a hundred years.

There was no written content, just a photo. It was of a young man's back. He was standing on his tiptoes and was smoothing out the wrinkles at the top of a hanging poetic couplet.

At the same time, night owl stream followers who paid close attention to the livestream circle had scrolled to find a new Weibo post.

[yanxyan: Happy New Year. [picture]]

The picture seemed to be of the Spring Festival Gala on a TV set. Yu Yan's hand was placed in front of the camera as it flashed a V sign, and the ring on his middle finger was very eye-catching.

If you looked carefully, you could see that on the left side of the photo was another man's hand, wearing a silver ring of the same style.

And under the illuminating light, it glittered faintly.

——The End——

The author has something to say:

This is the end of the text. Thank you for spending a long series with me. Thank you for not disdaining my shortness. Thank you for the support and the nutrient solutions.

Next is the extras. Yanyan's extra is still under consideration. Lu Xiuhe's extras should come first.

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Juurensha: Annnnnd, the main story is done! It was really sweet! I'm so happy for them! And yes, up next, you guys finally get to find out what Lu Xiuhe was up to while Yanyan was having the time of his life with Boss Yi.

Noks: It's done!!! I can't believe it. It seems as if just a couple of months ago I was getting started on editing this series. Thank god for the remaining chapters about the side CP!! And also a couple featuring our main CP!

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