I emo-ed.

Ning Yiheng lay quietly beside me, sleeping quite steadily.

Sometimes, I really envy his carefree—

It wasn’t that he was carefree, Ning Yiheng didn’t seem to have the same distress as me at all.

What I couldn’t figure out no matter what was that Ning Yiheng clearly didn’t have ED, and was clearly interested in me, so why did he always have to reject me repeatedly?

My head was filled with inappropriate distracting thoughts about Ning Yiheng, leaving no room for anything else.

I couldn’t sleep, and I didn’t want to disturb Ning Yiheng’s good dreams, so I gently turned over.

I really didn’t like wearing skirts, especially when I wasn’t wearing shorts underneath; my crotch always felt empty. Even with the covers on, I had the feeling that I was running around butt-naked.

It was a very subtle feeling and paired with my emo state of mind, there was an indescribable balls of sadness.1It means when your balls get hurt, you’re laden with grief.

I secretly sighed, and could only helplessly get ready for bed as I turned around and stretched my arms around Ning Yiheng’s waist.

With a faint of sadness in my heart, I fell asleep.

I dreamed of First List Da Ge, and since I didn’t really know what he looked like, he became what I subconsciously imagined in my dream.

Da Ge had a face exactly like Ning Yiheng’s. He had a big finger-thick gold chain glittering around his neck, and a thick wad of banknotes sandwiched between his fingers.

“Madam Huai Xiu Xiu, leave that ED man and come with me.” Da Ge ruthlessly threw the banknotes in my face, “Man, if you don’t behave, I will imprison you in the villa, lock you on the bed, confiscate your mobile phone… and mercilessly make you write.”

What a domineering reader, what a cruel imprisonment.

I have to say that I enjoy the process of being severely humiliated by money, but in my dream, I still decisively removed the banknotes stuck to my face and resolutely said, “Don’t think that you can corrupt me with money now! I only choose Ning Yiheng!”

Of course, Ning Yiheng is the most important. It won’t work now, but you can still corrode me occasionally in the future. I hope First List Da Ge understands what I mean.

Da Ge ferociously threw another pile of money in my face and said, “What if I’m Ning Yiheng?”

I woke up in fright.

Not because of the money, but because of his last words.

The Da Ge in the dream became Ning Yiheng, while the Ning Yiheng in reality shrank in my arms, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist.

I touched Ning Yiheng’s cheek. As I scrutinized his appearance, I couldn’t see the slightest connection to First List Da Ge.

Ning Yiheng is very handsome and talks very little. He gives off the impression of being deeply hidden. I can’t understand his thoughts.

As for First List Da Ge… Forgive me for being blunt, but I always feel that he looks like a naive middle-aged rich second-generation, and the person he likes is suspected to be having an affair.

Impossible, utterly impossible, such a reserved man as my boss mustn’t be the same person as First List Da Ge.

After having such a terrifying dream, I couldn’t sleep. I gingerly withdrew my hand from Ning Yiheng’s, cautiously turned over, finally slipped out of bed, and quietly sneaked into the bathroom.

I sat on the toilet, looking around in boredom, and as I glanced up, I saw the half-sleeve Hello Kitty neatly folded up on the miscellaneous shelves. It was the same one I had found in the wardrobe before but today, Ning Yiheng had placed it in the bathroom.

It’s still wrinkled and dirty, possibly splashed with water, looking somewhat damp.

I didn’t touch it.

Seriously, why is Ning Yiheng still using my clothes as a rag!

I was condemning Ning Yiheng for disrespecting my half-sleeved when unexpectedly, I found his phone by the sink.

Besides work and essential social interactions, Ning Yiheng rarely spends time playing with his phone. He isn’t highly reliant on his phone, to the extent that he might not even notice if it’s lost.

Initially, I didn’t pay much attention to his phone, but his WeChat message notifications kept flashing frequently, and the phone was vibrating continuously, making it hard to ignore.

I was really bothered by it. After hesitating for a long time, I finally reached out and took Ning Yiheng’s phone.

I was well aware in my heart that even as partners, one shouldn’t sneak a look at the other person’s phone without permission, but I succumbed to my own curiosity.

I also believe that Ning Yiheng wouldn’t do anything behind my back, but I was really curious about him.

I want to know who he’s chatting with, what apps he usually uses, and if he has one of those mysterious folders that all men seem to have.

I’m truly a bad guy for snooping on someone’s privacy. While cursing my behavior inwardly, I slid open the screen lock.

Ning Yiheng’s phone is password-protected. I tried entering his birthday first, but the password was incorrect.

I typed in my own birthday again, and it was still incorrect.

I might be destined to be out of luck in peeking at his phone—Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly had an idea and entered the date when Gan Yao sent the cat to the office.

Ning Yiheng’s phone was unlocked.

F*ck, I forgot to explain to Ning Yiheng. He actually thought my birthday was the day Gan Yao lied about my birthday!

… But Ning Yiheng is really good oh. He actually set my birthday as the screen lock password, even though this birthday is wrong.

My own phone password is still the encounter date of the Little Alien Princess and Cat-Eyed Girl.

Ai, we Doujin CP fans are like this.

I was a little shy; I think I love Ning Yiheng even more at the same time. Meanwhile, the guilt of peeking at his phone has intensified.

Later, I must definitely set my own password to his birthday.

With a guilty conscience, I opened his WeChat.

Ning Yiheng didn’t make a clear distinction between his work and private numbers. Both numbers contain entirely work-related content. He has very few friends and not much contact with his family. The only two contacts that are marked as important are my work number and my personal number.

Zero social activities, no online friends, no messy group chats, nor does he post anything on his social media. Ning Yiheng’s circle is exceptionally clean and simple.

Just now, the constant message notifications were all from his family group chat. I was afraid of being discovered by Ning Yiheng, so I didn’t dare to open and check.

There aren’t any secrets to uncover about Ning Yiheng. His folders are pitifully clean, filled entirely with work-related files.

The people in his photo album are mostly my pictures—Photos of me sleeping in the afternoon, photos of me working, secretly playing Anipop and Spider Solitaire, and even all the ID photos I’ve submitted to the company since joining…

I don’t even know when he secretly took these photos.

Oh my, these ID photos are really ugly. I must find a chance to ask him to delete these photos.

I roughly looked through it and quickly lost interest in his phone.

My boss is truly a man of male virtue. After getting together with me, there’s no one else on his phone except for me.

With a casual swipe, I accidentally opened the section to switch accounts on WeChat.

I was immediately attracted by a familiar avatar.

Ning Yiheng actually has a WeChat trumpet2Secret accountbehind my back! The trumpet’s avatar even matches with the avatar of someone listed as First List Da Ge on my contacts… No, it isn’t exactly a match; it’s more accurate to say that he didn’t set an avatar at all. The trumpet’s avatar is still the default gray-background white silhouette from the WeChat system.

Although nowadays very few people don’t set up a WeChat avatar, it’s not impossible for such individuals to exist. Perhaps boss and First List Da Ge just couldn’t be bothered to set one.

Eager to confirm my suspicions, I directly opened his trumpet account.

I’m sorry, boss. It’s not that I don’t trust your loyalty; I’m just genuinely too curious.

Ning Yiheng’s trumpet has nothing but a lone pinned conversation. I focused my gaze on it and saw that the account he pinned had the same avatar as mine.

The user’s note reads: “Cat 12.26 and Star 4.9 Encounter – Episode 12.7.21…”

It seems like boss uses this as some kind of memo. The note is written as a long string of text. You can only see the full note by clicking on the avatar, which includes details like the birthday of Cat Star CP, the number of episode appearances, when they appeared together, and so on.

Hmm???

How come this memo-making Da Ge seems to be shipping the same CP as me?

I clicked on the other person’s profile and found that not only do we have matching avatars, but even the nickname and WeChat ID are exactly the same as mine…

Wait a minute, isn’t this person me?!

F*ck!