I Ship My Rival x Me

CHAPTER 40

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The God of CP — I was never going to graduate, nor was I ever going to be somebody.

Listening to the same song, both of us thought about each other, and we even expressed it with the same method. What sort of destiny was this? Are we destined to marry each other or something?

Whether it was the level of fluff or the tacit understanding between us, it was too much. It started suspecting that Gu Yiliang was the God of CP himself.

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In the comments, fans were laughing in the comments, anti-fans were stomping their feet, while the Niangzi Army, like mothers, were preparing red packets in the super topic.

Just one Weibo post had completed the half-month quota of other CPs. This was skilled, really highly skilled.

Silently, I locked my phone, watching the car reverse into the parking spot.

Gu Yiliang handed me the car key, then sent me the QR code to collect the tickets. "There's quite a lot of people catching a movie at this time. I'll go up first and wait for you in the theatre."

Things were always a little troublesome for a public figure in a public area. I also did not have any intention of clinging to each other and walking into the theatre while holding each other's hands. As such, I nodded and then watched him get out of the car and go into the lift that would take him straight to the cinema.

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Hai, although the truth was real, I really did not like to look at his departing back.

Despite having no such intention, and knowing that the situation did not allow us to do so, I could not help but feel a little regretful and melancholic.

Especially when I saw all the couples openly walking past me, each twined with their partner. I kept feeling that I was somehow being wronged.

As two big men, there was no need for us to cling to each other all the time. Regarding hand-holding, I also did not have any requests that could be considered overboard, but... we should be allowed to openly walk next to each other and not be disturbed, right?

Pursing my lips, I sighed internally.

Ignoring the fact that we were both in the entertainment industry, as for those homosexual couples not in this industry, how many of them were able to openly show their love for each other?

Still, this road was something we chose ourselves, and we would be the ones choosing how to walk down this road. For me, it did not matter. If this matter blew up, I would at most go home and take whatever handouts there were. However, if it were to affect Gu Yiliang's splendid path in his career, my sins would be great.

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Sentimentality had never been my style. Standing in front of the ticket machine, I waited for the tickets to be dispensed, thinking in self-consolation that there were also benefits in being more secretive.

Everyone thought that we were betraying our sexuality for fanservice, but none realized that this fanservice had already turned into a cover for our displays of affection. The Niangzi Army thought that the fluff they were enjoying was fake fluff that they had dug out themselves, but it was actually fluff whose sweetness had been deliberately reduced – to be able to display our affections secretly in such openness as not everyone had the ability to do so.

Ah, the world is drunk, and we're the only ones who are sober. In front of others, we're buddies, while behind their backs, we're gay. This is novel and rather fun.