“I’m leaving. Get some rest.”
At two in the afternoon, the roommates left the dorm to go to class.
At noon Bai Yao had only managed to drink half a bowl of porridge.
Now he sat at the desk, listlessly resting his chin in both hands while staring at the computer screen.
He still felt sleepy, but since he had just woken up, he couldn’t fall asleep again.
A dull pain in his stomach came and went.
He was gradually getting used to it.
As long as he watched videos and distracted himself, he could temporarily forget the discomfort in his body.
Damn it, it was all the system’s fault!
It just had to shove some “surprise” on him and make him suffer like this!
The last time Bai Yao had a cold, fever, and stomach pain was at least a year ago.
Although his body was weak, he actually didn’t get sick very often.
After the other roommates left, Qiu Ye pulled over a chair and sat down beside Bai Yao.
“What are you watching?”
“Just something random…”
Qiu Ye was about to say more when Bai Yao suddenly leaned sideways, his body tilting as his head rested on Qiu Ye’s shoulder.
Qiu Ye was startled and instinctively looked down at him.
Bai Yao no longer had that stubborn, cold expression he had just been putting on.
His brows were tightly knitted, his lips slightly parted as he breathed out soft gasps caused by pain, fragile like a flower bud in a rainstorm.
Just as Qiu Ye had expected, Bai Yao didn’t want to act too close to him in front of the other roommates, afraid people would gossip.
But this was a bit too proactive.
Earlier on the bed, when Qiu Ye helped rub his stomach, Bai Yao had been shy and hesitant.
“…It hurts,” Bai Yao murmured weakly, complaining softly.
“Want me to rub it?”
Qiu Ye slipped his arm around Bai Yao’s lower back, bringing it around to press his hand onto the soft lower belly.
Bai Yao was obviously still not used to it.
His body stiffened and he almost jumped out of Qiu Ye’s arms.
But after his gaze flickered for a moment, he obediently accepted the massage.
For one hundred yuan, he could endure it!
As long as Qiu Ye felt attracted, he could earn money! What a perfect chance to farm rewards!
Even though he felt terrible, Bai Yao was still thinking about squeezing benefits from the system.
The system rarely released tasks with cumulative bonuses.
The last time had been exercising for half an hour to earn one hundred yuan—but the side effect of his body developing more curves was unacceptable.
This time it was simple.
As long as Qiu Ye felt attracted and his heartbeat increased, that was enough!
And the massage really did make him feel a lot better…
A faint blush appeared on Bai Yao’s face—part embarrassment, part shame, and part guilt for scheming against Qiu Ye and treating him as a mission target.
But in Qiu Ye’s eyes, even the tips of Bai Yao’s ears had turned red, making him look incredibly cute.
Why hasn’t he gotten attracted yet?
You’ve been holding my waist for a whole minute already!
Bai Yao anxiously glanced at Qiu Ye.
But Qiu Ye simply kept rubbing his stomach obediently, showing no sign of being attracted.
My bottom line is getting lower and lower…
He could now accept such intimate contact with another man.
When the system still hadn’t given any notification, Bai Yao suddenly felt a little regret.
He told himself it was for the task, but in reality he was also enjoying Qiu Ye’s care, using the task as an excuse for close contact.
But how long had it been?
Somehow their relationship had shifted from ordinary friends to this ambiguous situation.
Wasn’t that falling a bit too fast?
[Detected Qiu Ye’s heart rate rapidly increasing, exceeding 140.]
[Mission reward: 100 yuan.]
Huh?
Bai Yao froze for a moment.
Confused, he lifted his head and saw Qiu Ye quickly looking away.
He lowered his head to check himself and realized that, at some point, a slight bulge had appeared under his T-shirt.
The chest pad had fallen off.
Then he glanced at Qiu Ye’s lower body.
Now he finally understood what that “attraction” really meant…
Before, when they slept together, he had only guessed.
Now it was confirmed.
So it was just seducing Qiu Ye!
Seducing a man?
As a man himself, he understood that too well.
Strangely, Bai Yao didn’t feel much resistance.
Instead, a faint thrill and excitement rose inside him, even covering the exhaustion and gloom caused by his menstrual pain.
He began to understand more and more why his future self would become someone who had slept with a hundred people.
Maybe it was the system deliberately guiding him.
Or maybe Bai Yao had always been this kind of person.
Or perhaps he had been too honest and restrained before, suppressing himself for too long…
So I’m actually a pervert!
His heart pounded rapidly.
Perhaps because the uterus was starting to fill with blood, the pain had actually eased a little.
But after pretending to be cold and indifferent for so long, even if Bai Yao felt excited and twisted inside, he still couldn’t completely let go.
Instead, his face turned even redder with embarrassment as he leaned on Qiu Ye’s shoulder and played on his phone as if nothing had happened.
He still had some bottom line.
He still felt shame.
“Got any good novels lately?”
“Not recently. I’ve just been rereading finished ones,” Qiu Ye said, trying hard to control his wandering gaze and calm down his rebellious body.
But his hand was still resting on that soft little belly, rubbing and massaging…
The more he thought about it, the harder it became to calm himself.
He stared stiffly at his phone screen without raising his head and asked, “Do you feel any better?”
“Mm.”
“Are you going to sleep later?”
“I’m sleepy, but I can’t fall asleep.”
“If it really doesn’t work, take some medicine. I checked—ibuprofen doesn’t have many side effects, at most it’s a bit harsh on the stomach.”
The atmosphere was both awkward and ambiguous.
Their shoulders were pressed together, Qiu Ye’s arm wrapped around Bai Yao’s waist while his hand rubbed Bai Yao’s stomach.
They were as intimate as a couple.
Yet neither of them dared to look at the other, talking about dry, meaningless topics.
After hesitating for a moment, Qiu Ye said, “I’m going to the bathroom.”
“Okay.”
Watching Qiu Ye hurry away, Bai Yao could almost guess what he was going to do in the bathroom…
Speaking of which, Qiu Ye was actually quite big.
What if he couldn’t control himself?
Bai Yao shivered and suddenly realized the danger of this mission.
Whether it became a proctology issue or a gynecology issue, at least right now he absolutely couldn’t accept it!
He didn’t even know his own sexual orientation.
He wasn’t sure whether he liked Qiu Ye either.
Even though he had a spring dream about Qiu Ye last night…
At the very least, Bai Yao found it hard to feel that kind of blushing, heart-pounding excitement toward him.
He couldn’t even appreciate a man’s handsome face or body.
Maybe Qiu Ye didn’t like him either.
Maybe he was just lusting after his body.
And besides, he was currently in a feminine body state. Qiu Ye would definitely find it disgusting!
Bai Yao was the kind of person who overthought everything.
After worrying for a long time, he finally laid his head on the desk in frustration.
The abdominal pain that had just eased slightly grew stronger again.
“It’s all the system’s fault.”
Bai Yao sighed softly and climbed onto the bed.
Better hide on the bed first, in case Qiu Ye got carried away and did something irrational.
He wasn’t the future version of himself who chased stimulation like a nymphomaniac.
He still cared about his chastity!
“One hundred yuan~”
The transfer notification arrived.
Bai Yao let out an off-key cheer of happiness.
But soon he groaned miserably again.
“I’m dying… it hurts so much…”
Were his emotions always this unstable?
Happy one moment, gloomy the next.
Such intense swings were exhausting.
Bai Yao sighed and curled up under the blanket.
When he checked the time, more than ten minutes had already passed, yet Qiu Ye still hadn’t come out.
After a while, Qiu Ye finally returned to the dorm.
“Why did you go back to bed?”
“I’m tired. I can’t sit anymore… Why were you gone so long?”
“I had a big one,” Qiu Ye said with a grin, putting the roll of toilet paper into his drawer so Wang Zuhao wouldn’t use it.
“Do you want something to eat? I can go buy it.”
“Hot milk tea?”
“Sure.”