Li Qingze was already thirty years old and had never been in a relationship.

Although he was as happy as a little bird every day, it still worried Father Li and Mother Li terribly.

During a family gathering once, Mother Li grabbed Li Qingze by the ear, anxiously saying:

“Bodhisattva, don’t run away the moment we bring this up. When are you going to find a partner ah?”

“Mom, I’m gay ya. It’s not that easy for gays to find a partner,” Li Qingze blurted out an excuse.

“Who says so?” Mother Li was unhappy. “I’ve been lurking on CP Literature City for years. People in the novels always find partners.”

“Your brain’s been ruined from reading too much of that,” Li Qingze said as he took his mother’s phone and uninstalled her CP app.

Mother Li couldn’t take it anymore and started setting up blind dates for him.

Li Qingze had come out of the closet during college. He thought that being gay would spare him from the fate of blind dates, but who would’ve thought…

In the end, Li Qingze still embarked on the blind dating path.

The first one he met wore white socks and had a scruffy beard.

“Mom, we’re not the same kind of gay!”

The second one was a top student from an Ivy League school who held chopsticks with a delicate orchid hand gesture. Li Qingze endured even that, but there was one thing he couldn’t tolerate.

“He said the QS ranking of my alma mater was bought!”

While cooking, Mother Li turned her head to glance at her son, her eyes practically spelling out:

[Isn’t it?]

The third one had dyed hair like a boyband member and wore clothes full of holes.

Out of kindness, Li Qingze recommended a tailor shop to him for mending clothes. The guy left angrily, cursing him as a country bumpkin.

The matchmaker also got upset and refused to introduce anyone to Li Qingze anymore.

Mother Li watched her son bury his head in eating, full of worry.

“Baby, are you sure you’re really gay? Could it be that you like girls ya?”

“Impossible. I’m gay. I’m sure.”

“Fine,” Mother Li pouted. “Since there are no blind dates recently, don’t just idle around. An old classmate of mine has a son coming to visit here. I want you to show him some hospitality.”

Li Qingze arranged to have his first meal with this friend’s son at a hotpot restaurant.

The other party arrived first and sent him the table number on WeChat.

Li Qingze entered the restaurant and followed the server’s directions to look over.

A man was sitting there wearing a black shirt, his shoulders broad and straight. His black hair was styled in a way that looked handsome yet effortless.

He lifted his eyes and glanced toward Li Qingze’s direction, a pair of deep, bright eyes, so handsome that Li Qingze’s knees went weak.

Nervously, he stumbled a little as he walked over and sat across from him.

“Sorry, I’m late, hehehe,” Li Qingze said, feeling his cheeks so hot that he could probably fry an egg on them.

Mom, how could you not mention such a good-looking guy beforehand?

If I had known, I wouldn’t have just come in Crocs (smile.jpg).

The handsome guy also smiled at him, but didn’t respond.

“Hello, I’m Li Qingze. We chatted over text,” Li Qingze said awkwardly, pulling out his phone and giving it a little shake when he saw the other didn’t say anything.

“Hello, I’m Yan Han,” the man said.

Li Qingze’s smile froze, because his friend’s son was supposed to have the last name Wang.

This Yan Han was…

“Old Yan?” a guy with thick brows and big eyes walked over to the table. However, his hairstyle looked like it had been shaved bald by a Tony. He glanced at Li Qingze with some surprise. “New friend?”

Yan Han didn’t answer.

Li Qingze had nothing to say either.

Just then, his phone rang. It was the friend’s son calling, and as soon as he answered, a loud voice came through:

“Hey, I’m at D02 ah, D02. Not B02. I told you wrong earlier.”

“Mm, I found out.”

Li Qingze hung up the phone, stood up, and apologized with a flushed face, “Sorry, I got the wrong table.”

After speaking, he turned around and left immediately.

There was no way he could stay in this restaurant anymore. Whoever wanted the hotpot could have it.

“Li Qingze!” someone called out from behind him. It was the handsome guy named Yan Han. He was holding his phone, smiling as he said to the Li Qingze who turned around, “Even getting the wrong table is fate. Want to add me on WeChat?”

“Yes ya, yes ya!”

Mom, I’ve found my dream guy!

Author’s Note:

Xu Pengpeng: You gays, honestly (cracking melon seeds)

Jie Jie: I haven’t been checking the raw site lately since I got the raw chapters saved up, but today, I found out there are new extras posted by the author. One posted today!

Now, there are 8 extras in total :blobcheer: