That One Rich Fan of Mine

This was the first time Lin Xizhou had received such a special guest in the nearly twenty years of his life.

A famous figure came to his single self’s apartment.

Lin Xizhou, who had done a good job of cleaning himself up in advance and was anxiously circling around the living room, felt that smoke would come out of his brain at any time. Since their ‘confirming that they both shipped BeiZhou’ in WeChat, Ji Beiling seemed to have recognised the success of his confession and naturally proposed going on a date to Lin Xizhou.

When Lin Xizhou saw the message regarding the date, he was having his hair done in the dressing room. He was drinking water and playing with his phone, and he almost sprayed out the water. 

Although he had vaguely accepted his new identity, like any other online couple, the invisible gap between them needed to be eliminated a little.

Ji Beiling didn’t seem to feel that there was a transparent wall between them.

After the spring competition, Ji Beiling welcomed a rare vacation. Naturally, he would ask to stay with Lin Xizhou.

Since both Lin Xizhou and Ji Beiling were popular figures, the dating spot would need to be the gaming house or Lin Xizhou’s place. Since there were too many people at the prior, Ji Beiling proposed coming to Lin Xizhou’s apartment.

Didn’t expect that his unattainable male god was such a man of action. Lin Xizhou didn’t feel excited or emotionally moved for a moment, as his mind was full of foggy, unreal feelings.

Until he opened the door to welcome Ji Beiling in, Lin Xizhou seemed to be on cloud nine.

Ji Beiling was very handsome today.

The man, who usually wore team uniforms, was dressed in a black silk shirt. With his male model aura, he looked refined and abstinent. A pair of ripped jeans that slowed hints of skin gave him a fresh and youthful look. 

A few strands of hair escaped from the combed back style and framed his forehead. His eyebrows were handsome and slightly raised. When he looked up at Lin Xizhou, it was heedless and lazy.

It was completely unlike the Northland on stage.

Lin Xizhou unconsciously licked his lips—if he was to compare the man standing in front of him to a dish, it was probably a national-level banquet. It was a feast for the eyes and mouth-watering as well.

He compared his childish sweater and baggy sweatpants, secretly scolding himself for not putting effort into his appearance. 

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Lin Xizhou, with his good child image and restriction on certain activities, would usually spend his free time playing games in his apartment, so there were all kinds of game consoles to choose from. The white wall in the living room was used for projection and the home theatre combination purchased with a large sum of money would bring a great in-house theatre experience. 

With a mojito in each person’s hands, they sat on the beanbags, scattered snacks around the floor, and began to play games.

If an ordinary couple’s date was to play games together, about eight out of ten pairs will quarrel. But Ji Beiling and Lin Xizhou were different.

For Lin Xizhou, playing games with Ji Beiling was a rare and wonderful experience in the world.

At this checkpoint, which for the life of Lin Xizhou, he couldn’t pass through, Ji Beiling relaxingly crashed through the course. Lin Xizhou slowly found intimacy when chatting with Ji Beiling on WeChat. He watched Ji Beiling smoothly control his character up the mountain and down to the sea with his controller, and the younger man’s mouth opened in an O shape in amazement. 

“Wait, but how did you jump there from here?” Lin Xizhou watched Ji Beiling easily jump over the dangerous slope from which he would crash to his death countless times.

Ji Beiling looked at Lin Xizhou, propping his chin in the palm.

The man’s gaze was hot and sincere.

“Jump to three-fourth of the height and then, in the next section, drift and jump again. 

Lin Xizhou took a deep breath. Under Ji Beiling’s instructions, he began the challenge again.

A side of Lin Xizhou that Ji Beiling saw was one that no fans had seen.

Lin Xizhou usually behaved politely and gently, with an occasional youthful expression that would make people smile. Compared to playing games, his hair was bristled, and he was acting irritable and unhappy.

When he encountered a level he couldn’t beat, he would feel uncomfortable all over. Baring his teeth like his character on the screen, even his facial features were wrinkled from the tension. 

Ji Beiling found Lin Xizhou very interesting. He secretly took out his phone and snapped a picture of Lin Xizhou, who glared at the screen like it was his mortal enemy, which was added to the album besides the sleeping Lin Xizhou with an open mouth.

The game character drifted in mid-air and almost jumped across the cliff, but sadly, he fell short and dropped to his death.

Lin Xizhou’s game character’s companion had been waiting on the other side for a long time and looked as if he couldn’t wait for his friend to be on his side of the cliff.

Lin Xizhou was so angry that he threw the controller on the ground in rage and leaned against the sofa to sulk. 

“This game is broken!!!”

Ji Beiling asked jokingly, “How is the game broken?”

Lin Xizhou frowned and complained, “Is it too difficult to determine the location you will land when you drift in mid-air! Ah! I’m so pissed off!!”

He reluctantly picked up the controller and wanted to try again. His character resurrected at the load point. Before he moved forward, something warm touched his hands. 

Lin Xizhou lowered his head to see Ji Beiling’s hands over his.

Ji Beiling’s hand was a size bigger than his. Long fingers with distinct bony joints, and skin the colour of light wheat. Those hands didn’t appear graceful, but they were very beautiful. There were thin calluses on the bigger hands, rubbing softly on the back of his hands, which brought a burst of itching.

In his ear was the sound of Ji Beiling’s breathing, while he circled his arms around Lin Xizhou from the side, leaning over his shoulder.

The man’s voice was lazy, like the residual winter snow covering a branch and that was just melted off by the warm spring sun. 

“Don’t rush.”

The character moved under Ji Beiling’s control.

A very difficult long-distance jump was easily overcome by Ji Beiling’s smooth performance, and even the upward arc jump was angled perfectly to eat the delicious gold coins in mid-air.

Lin Xizhou was numb all over from body contact with Ji Beiling. He blinked slowly and didn’t show a single reaction. The message [Congratulations on Passing the Stage] appeared on the big screen. 

He looked at the older boy with a disbelieving expression. “Just like that?”

Lin Xizhou’s cheek brushed Ji Beiling’s lip from how quickly he turned his head.

Ji Beiling nodded innocently. “Yes, just like that.”

Lin Xizhou had a stubborn spirit. He brushed the older man’s hands from the controller, reloaded the save file, and attempted to pass the cliff jump without help. 

Ji Beiling leaned absently on the sofa behind him and spectated Lin Xizhou’s determination.

At the nth attempt, Lin Xizhou finally cleared the stage.

He gave out a shout of joy, jumped up excitedly, and did a wild victory dance. “Yay~~~!!! I passed!!”

Ji Beiling frowned discontentedly at the particularly happy young man. Lin Xizhou wasn’t so excited when he arrived. It was rare for him to have free time to spend with the younger man. Why was he happier from beating a stage? 

Ji Beiling also stood up.

He patted Lin Xizhou’s head, caressing the pleasantly soft hair.

——I want to kiss him.

This thought appeared in Ji Beiling’s mind. 

As a man of action…

Lin Xizhou turned back to Ji Beiling, and before he could say anything about his achievement, he was muted by Ji Beiling’s kiss.

The man was nearly a head taller than him, but this kiss felt so natural and easy.

Ji Beiling’s hand covered Lin Xizhou’s wide eyes. He closed his eyes in the dark and followed the older’s lead. The touch of another person’s lips was so clear and overbearing. 

Something in his heart cracked, and happiness sweeter than honey, slowly overflowed.

The young man didn’t know love and hate. Lin Xizhou’s feelings toward Ji Beiling were tender and clumsy. He didn’t know the difference between like and love, but he knew what made him happy and what made him feel comfortable. When Ji Beiling smiled at him, he felt thrilled. When Ji Beiling held him while playing games, he felt very comfortable.

It had nothing to do with whether Ji Beiling was his idol or not.

The Ji Beiling now, standing next to him, had none of the distance and strange feeling anymore. 

The happy and cheerful background music from clearing the stage felt like it was a distance away, as Lin Xizhou stood on tiptoe and hugged Ji Beiling’s neck.

His love was like the last flower to bloom in spring.

It had buds for a long time. But once it bloomed, it had the most intoxicating fragrance.