RBNR Ch15: Who wants to pursue him?

Feng Chu had originally been full of confidence, but was left speechless by Qin Bao’s question: “…I don’t know.”

Whether Feng Chengyu had dated anyone before, he truly didn’t know. After all, there was a gap of several years in their ages, and Feng Chengyu was simply too outstanding, always maintaining an unreachable presence. Feng Chu only really got familiar with his brother during a junior high summer vacation when he was sent abroad to visit, and Feng Chengyu took him to play American football.

While Feng Chu was still feeling annoyed at himself, Tu Yisen and a few others had already walked over. “What a coincidence, Brother Bao. I was just thinking of looking for you after your exam, and you called me.”

Those guys from the school team had been messed with by Tu Yisen and Feng Chu last time, so they were much more well-behaved this time and didn’t make random jokes about them anymore.

“What are you two chatting about?” Tu Yisen stared with wide eyes. “How come you’re acting more intimate than with me?”

Feng Chu: “Ah? Chatting about—”

Qin Bao’s face heated up, and he interrupted: “I am not intimate with you either.”

“I know, even if I acted as a human cushion for you to crash onto, you only have Shan Yiming in your heart.” Tu Yisen wiped away non-existent tears. “Just you wait, even a dog wouldn’t want belated love, there will come a time when you’ll miss me.”

Tu Yisen actually did have something to announce.

The group arrived at the restaurant he had booked. The private room waiter brought in several cases of beer without a word. Tu Yisen opened a bottle for himself first and said everything had been arranged at home; he was enlisting in the military next week.

“Everyone sitting here is a good brother of mine, Tu Yisen. The sky is vast for birds to fly, and we will reunite one day. I shall take my leave first, waiting for you all when the fireworks are brilliant in the future!”

Who knows where he memorized that line from. After saying it, with red eyes, he downed the drink in one gulp.

The private room fell very quiet. Everyone looked caught off guard.

Qin Bao knew early on that he was going to enlist, but he hadn’t expected it to be this fast. He was also stunned for a moment.

Someone asked, “This fast?”

Feng Chu was also a bit surprised, “Wasn’t it supposed to be next month?”

Tu Yisen said this was all Qin Bao and Shan Yiming’s fault.

The date had originally been set, but because of their runaway incidents, his father had changed his mind. He felt that the earlier he went, the better, to avoid any more unexpected trouble. So, he was stuffed in early to get tempered, and he would enter the new recruit boot camp next month.

Tu Yisen waved his large hand, “Going early or late, I’m still going. Don’t be too sad, and you don’t need to miss me too much. New recruits don’t get holidays. Once I’m promoted to a non-commissioned officer, I’ll get two days off every month. When that time comes, I’ll come find you guys every month!”

The crowd couldn’t hold back their roars of laughter.

“You really dare to dream!”

“How many years do you plan to take to become an NCO, Old Tu?”

“What’s an NCO? Why not just become the Marshal directly!”

It happened suddenly, but enlisting was ultimately a good thing. Everyone became active, said some congratulatory words, and took turns toasting Tu Yisen.

Qin Bao was the last in line. All the words of blessing had been said by the people before him, so he held up his bottle and said, “Don’t force yourself to endure. If you really can’t hold on… just call me. You chose this path yourself; you are not allowed to be a deserter.”

Tu Yisen’s eyes reddened again. “I promise you, I will absolutely not be a deserter.”

The two each downed a bottle.

Tu Yisen opened two more bottles, handed one to Qin Bao, and threw an arm over Qin Bao’s shoulders: “I also have something to say to you. Bao, I won’t say you’re just playing around anymore. You keep being a model for me! Become an international supermodel! You have to become so incredibly famous that I can hear your name without even stepping out of the military base! When the time comes, I’ll show off to those Alphas with green glowing eyes: ‘See that? That’s the childhood friend who grew up wearing diapers with me!'”

This time, Qin Bao didn’t push him away. Letting him drape his arm over his shoulders, he glanced at him and said, “Do you even need to say it.”

They both downed their drinks in one gulp again.

After dinner, they went to a KTV for an afterparty.

No one was actually singing; at best the music served as background noise. Since they couldn’t go to bars, this was their bar. Not long after, more and more people arrived—so-and-so’s boyfriend, girlfriend, or secret crush. The sofas were soon packed with people.

Quite a few people recognized Qin Bao and came over to talk to him. This was his bro’s event, so Qin Bao was very cooperative and willing to chat with people he wasn’t familiar with.

Feng Chu was originally sitting next to him, blocking some of the cigarettes and alcohol for him: “Hey, don’t offer him that, he doesn’t smoke/drink!”

Hearing this, Tu Yisen almost spat out his drink.

Qin Bao really didn’t smoke much. He didn’t have a big addiction and was picky about brands. He only drank a little alcohol.

Later, Feng Chu was called away to play dice. An Omega came to sit beside Qin Bao and offered him a Marlboro. Only then did he lean his head over and let the person light it for him.

Tu Yisen saw someone holding up a phone and went down the line warning them: “No pictures! My Brother Bao is a big star, no pictures allowed, okay! If he ends up on the headlines tomorrow, who’s going to take responsibility!”

Good lord, he was already drunk.

When the party dispersed in the early hours of the morning, everyone was drunk. Tu Yisen was the most drunk of all. He hugged Qin Bao and refused to let go, crying and making a fuss, asking, “Between me and Shan Yiming, who do you love the most?” Qin Bao patted his head and spouted nonsense, “I love little puppies the most.” Tu Yisen replied, “I am a little puppy.” The scene was too tragic to look at.

Aside from drinking a little at the restaurant, Feng Chu hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol later on. He still had the energy to arrange cars to send everyone away, and then called a car to send Qin Bao home.

Mr. Qin had left the door unlocked. He was quite surprised to see a tall young man bringing his son back.

The other party honestly called him “Uncle Qin” and said his name was Feng Chu.

Mr. Qin: “Feng Chu?”

Feng Chu then said, “My brother is Feng Chengyu.”

Combining this with what Ms. Rong had mentioned a few days ago about the two of them having matching watches, Mr. Qin’s composure almost cracked.

After thanking him, he helped his son into his room and sat by the bed, looking at his son’s sleeping face until the break of dawn.

On Tuesday, Qin Bao and Feng Chu went to see Tu Yisen off at the airport together.

Tu Yisen’s family practiced a free-range parenting style. No one from his family came to see him off. He had to fly over by himself and then take a bus for several hours to the base. His dad wouldn’t even arrange a car for him, so the three of them took the subway to the airport.

After a week, the sentimental feelings of parting had been diluted. Right after Qin Bao saw Tu Yisen in, he received a picture of a plane from Tu Yisen, with the caption: [See this? The plane your brother is going to fly in the future will definitely be cooler and more advanced than this.]

Tu Yisen wanted to attend a military academy in the army and become an air force pilot, flying fighter jets.

Qin Bao sent an audio clip back to him.

Tu Yisen flew into a rage, and various swear words poured out endlessly.

Hearing Tu Yisen go crazy, Feng Chu asked Qin Bao, “What’s wrong with him?”

Qin Bao played the audio for him to hear.

It was recorded the night of the dinner party last week. After getting drunk, Tu Yisen’s voice became squeaky, using a forced, cutesy voice to foolishly introduce himself: “I am a little puppy, woof.”

Feng Chu said, “Send it to me.”

Then, the two laughed wildly together for three minutes, preparing to play it on a loop at Tu Yisen’s future wedding.

On the subway ride back, Qin Bao was quiet for a while. It wasn’t until a pregnant woman got on that he snapped out of it, stood up, and offered his seat. He casually held onto the overhead handrail with one hand. Wearing a mask, there were still young students occasionally casting probing glances at him, quietly discussing “Is that Qin Bao?”

Qin Bao was spacing out.

He was used to being alone and didn’t usually rely much on friends, yet he still inevitably felt a little empty inside at this moment. As people grow up, they go their separate ways. Constant change is the norm in life.

Regardless of whether it’s a dream or not, everyone has something they want to pursue. For example, what he currently wanted—

Feng Chu seemed like a mind-reading bug raised in someone’s heart. He inexplicably leaned over and said, “Ahem, about what you asked last time…”

Qin Bao turned his head, knowing clearly in his heart what Feng Chu was going to talk about. But after asking so recklessly last time, he felt his behavior was too obvious, so he put on an act: “What thing?”

“That thing.” Feng Chu played riddles, but Qin Bao understood his meaning perfectly. “I’ve already found out.”

Great, great, great.

So Tu Yisen left, let him leave!

Feng Chu really catches on fast! Qin Bao absolutely loved this kind of tacit understanding.

Feng Chu cleared his throat: “My brother, ah, he hasn’t dated anyone before. How should I put it… it’s not that he’s not good enough or unpopular. I heard my uncle say before that whether domestically or abroad, many people pursued him. There were even Omegas delivering breakfast to him, waiting downstairs every day.”

“Oh.” Qin Bao’s expression didn’t even twitch.

Off-topic.

Besides, he wouldn’t make breakfast, and he wouldn’t wait for people downstairs, isn’t that too tacky?

Feng Chu also realized he was going off-topic and quickly pulled it back to salvage his brother’s dignity: “Anyway, my brother hasn’t dated anyone, purely because he is very committed to his promises and has strong moral integrity.”

Strong moral integrity?

Qin Bao believed this. After all, that watch wasn’t something just anyone would wear. Wearing such a thing on oneself in this day and age, what was the difference between that and a chastity belt? The Feng family was truly feudal to an incomprehensible degree.

But what did “very committed to his promises” mean?

Feng Chu didn’t explain it very clearly, but he was very good at displaying his “tactful” specialty. He told Qin Bao, “Moreover, these past few years my brother only wants to focus on his career; he has absolutely no plans to date.”

Qin Bao was surprised: “Ah?”

Does this count as good or bad?

Feng Chu smiled mysteriously. The look in his eyes as he looked at Qin Bao was reassuring—so reassuring that Qin Bao felt they were about to lose their “tacit understanding.”

“He also doesn’t look for minors,” Feng Chu said. “If someone is interested in him, they have to become an adult first, catch up to him, and then we’ll see.”

Qin Bao’s heart stirred slightly, his heartbeat quickening beat by beat: “Catch up to him?”

After saying that, he turned his face away, looking at the continuously flashing neon signs outside the subway window, which reflected his own blurry silhouette. He snorted: “Who wants to chase him anyway.”