APCF – Chapter 116 Love You

Because they were both overly excited, by the time they lay down, it was already very late.

But in reality, neither of them had fallen asleep. Qi Xingchen was still in shock over the baffling revelation that Bo Ye was truly Bo Ye, while the one being shocked was busy thinking about the intricacies of their transmigration into the book.

The little fan had been right. If they had been pulled into the book again following Tao Tao’s rebirth, then everything suddenly made sense—like how, at their first meeting, he had instinctively stopped in his tracks, or how he had felt an overwhelming and inexplicable urge to protect the other person.

It also explained why, when he first entered this world, he immediately disrupted the plot, yet his agent, assistant, and everyone around him hadn’t noticed anything unusual about him.

Because an event similar to this deviation from the original storyline had already occurred once. Even though their memories had been erased when time was reset, some residual instincts must have lingered.

It made sense for the little fan’s side as well. Otherwise, how could an entire family not notice that their youngest child had been replaced by a different soul?

If they really had transmigrated twice, then the first time was likely after falling off the stage and losing consciousness. After all, from childhood until now, he had never suffered a serious illness or encountered any major accidents—there was no other clear opportunity for transmigration.

The passage of time inside the book must be different from the real world. Otherwise, given their injuries, they wouldn’t have remained unconscious for a whole year. The little fan might have needed longer, but for him, he probably would have woken up in less than ten days.

From this, it could be inferred that the first few days after falling unconscious was when they first transmigrated into the book. Then, they strayed from the plot, causing the female lead to reincarnate in order to correct the storyline. In doing so, she dragged them—who were still unconscious—back into the book to relive the plot once more.

What was difficult to accept was that transmigrating into a book, something so scientifically impossible, was essentially equivalent to a dream in the real world. Once they woke up and left the book, they would forget everything—left only with faint intuition, emotions deeply imprinted on their souls, and habits that couldn’t be broken after loving someone to the core.

At this moment, Bo Ye actually felt grateful for Tao Tao’s rebirth, as it had given him the chance to reunite with his little fan.

And he was especially thankful for his decision to wear that earpiece in the first place.

The only thing he didn’t know was—if they managed to leave this time, would they forget each other all over again?

Looking at Qi Xingchen’s slightly curled back, Bo Ye took a deep breath and gently, ever so lightly, pressed a kiss against the other’s spine.

He was caught immediately. Qi Xingchen whispered, “Go to sleep already. We can’t wake up too late tomorrow, or Uncle and Auntie will tease us.”

“Mm.” Bo Ye seized the opportunity to wrap his arms around him. “I just thought of something. If I hadn’t discovered it today, were you planning to keep it from me forever?”

Hearing this, Qi Xingchen clicked his tongue. Bo Ye continued, “Why didn’t you tell me the truth?”

“I had already decided to stay in the book with you. I was afraid that telling you would make you feel burdened,” Qi Xingchen answered honestly. “And you? Why didn’t you tell me?”

Bo Ye chuckled. “What a coincidence—I was thinking the same thing.”

Upon hearing that, Qi Xingchen felt a familiar pang of sorrow for what seemed like the hundredth time that night. In the real world, he was alone, so giving everything up didn’t feel like much of a sacrifice.

But Bo Ye was different. Bo Ye had family, flowers, applause, honor, wealth…

He had so many precious things, yet he was willing to abandon everything and stay in this virtual world just for him.

Qi Xingchen turned around and pressed a devoted kiss to the other’s chin. “I don’t think I’ve ever told you this before—I love you. I love you so, so much.”

Bo Ye’s parents were very understanding. The next morning, not only did they not wake the two of them up, but they even instructed the servants not to go up to the third floor, allowing the “tired” young couple to rest properly.

With this extra time, the two of them indulged in a long, lazy sleep.

When Qi Xingchen woke up and looked in the mirror, his expression turned complicated, and he hesitated to speak.

Bo Ye, clinging to his back like a cat, asked, “What are you looking at?”

“My lips.” Qi Xingchen frowned. “What do I do, Zai Zai?”

Not only had the swelling not gone down, but the chapped skin at the corners of his mouth hadn’t healed either—one look, and it was obvious what had happened last night.

Bo Ye got up to fetch some medicine and reassured him while applying it, “My parents will pretend not to notice. You don’t have to feel awkward.”

“I know it in my head, but I still feel embarrassed.”

Bo Ye, ever the rascal, grinned. “Then let me make mine look the same. We’ll be embarrassed together.”

Qi Xingchen: “……”

Oh my god. How childish.

When he had thought Bo Ye was just the male lead of a novel, his clinginess and childishness didn’t seem out of place. But now that he knew this was the real Bo Ye, he suddenly had the urge to exclaim—

Damn, how can someone be both cool and adorable?!

Did Nuwa have her eyes closed while molding everyone else, only opening them when she made him?

Clutching his heart, Qi Xingchen silently changed his clothes and went downstairs. Just as Bo Ye had said, Bo’s parents pretended not to notice anything. They greeted him warmly and even swapped his spoon for a child’s-sized one to prevent his injury from worsening.

He was both embarrassed and moved.

It wasn’t easy for the young couple to meet up. After breakfast and lunch, Bo’s mom stopped taking up their rare chance to spend time together and let them have their own fun.

As public figures, they couldn’t go out, so they were stuck in the room finding ways to entertain themselves. Since they had gone a little overboard in the bathroom last night and didn’t properly shower, Bo Ye instructed, “I’m going to take a shower. You stay here, do whatever you want, eat whatever you want.”

Qi Xingchen naturally agreed, watching Bo Ye enter the bathroom before obediently sitting at the desk to play on his phone.

He had been indulging in a haze of drunken bliss these past few days and hadn’t been in the mood to engage with his fans. Now, he opened Weibo, planning to casually post a photo to let his followers know he was doing well.

But as soon as he tapped into his homepage, he saw a flood of fans wailing under his last post:

[Bored during the holidays, I want to see my baby!]

[Xingxing got a boyfriend and forgot about his fans, sob sob.]

[A moth that gets married is like water that’s been poured out. This mama fan wonders if I’ll ever see you again in my lifetime?]

[It’s been five and a half months since your last livestream. If you don’t come back soon, your stream room is going to get recycled!]

…Five and a half months?!

Qi Xingchen counted on his fingers. His last livestream was during My Era competition, and now… it really had been five and a half months.

He suddenly felt a little guilty toward his fans.

Since he had nothing to do right now, he might as well stream for ten or twenty minutes. He picked a spot facing the wall so no decorations would be visible, put on his earphones, and opened the livestream.

In no time, the Starlights and Night Skies who were home for the holidays flooded in, and the screen was instantly covered with scrolling comments.

Qi Xingchen’s eyes were dazzled by the barrage and could only pick out the shorter messages to respond to:

“Not on set, just home for the New Year.”

“Gained weight? Don’t scare me, I’ll have to lose it all when I get back to filming.”

“Sixteen dishes for New Year’s dinner—more than half made by me. Yay yay yay!”

“My cooking is just so-so. I’ll livestream a cooking session for you guys sometime.”

The Starlights were more concerned about Qi Xingchen himself, while the Night Skies were more interested in Bo Ye’s whereabouts.

Qi Xingchen tried to pretend he didn’t see their questions, but after dodging them for a while, he realized there was no escape. Carefully, he answered:

“He’s also home for the New Year.”

“The studio should be updating soon. I haven’t asked in detail.”

“Mm, I’ll pass on your message for him to take care of himself.”

Someone asked if they had met up over the holidays. Qi Xingchen blinked, just about to lie—

When suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind.

“What are you mumbling about?”

The voice was lazy, with a husky rasp. Qi Xingchen’s brain short-circuited. He quickly flipped his phone screen face-down onto the desk.

Too late.

[I! Did! Not! See! Wrong!!!]

[AAAAAA IT’S NIGHT BRO!!! THEY’RE ACTUALLY TOGETHER!!!]

[OMG if a ridiculously handsome man, shirtless, hugged me from behind like this, I could die without regrets!]

[Night Bro is TOO dreamy. His physique is insane. WSL WSL. Why is the most handsome guy always someone else’s boyfriend?! [Goodbye]]

Still recovering from the shock, Qi Xingchen gasped for breath and turned his head. “Why so fast?”

“How long does a shower take?”

“…”

Qi Xingchen finally realized Bo Ye wasn’t even wearing a shirt, just a towel wrapped around his waist. He was on the verge of a meltdown. “Put on some clothes! I’m livestreaming!”

Bo Ye let out a long “Oh~”, his tone teasing. “No wonder you were chatting with your phone so happily.”

Saying that, he lazily walked toward the wardrobe. Seeing how slow he was, Qi Xingchen was getting anxious for him. “Hurry up! People saw everything just now.”

Bo Ye was about to say, “It’s fine as long as they didn’t see the important parts.”

But then, he suddenly realized—the real problem wasn’t whether he was wearing clothes. It was that other people had seen.

His lips pressed into a thin line, and he picked up the pace. “Okay. From now on, only for you to see.”

Qi Xingchen: “……”

Bullet comments:

[OMG AAAAAAA TOO SWEET, THIS IS DIVINE-LEVEL ROMANCE!!!]

Yet another livestream disaster—Qi Xingchen was almost getting used to it. He pretended to stay calm as he propped up his phone, planning to apologize to his fans and make up for the stream once he got home.

Before he could finish speaking, Bo Ye had already changed at lightning speed, pulled over a chair, and sat down beside him. “What, you don’t want me to show my face?”

Qi Xingchen: “…”

Bullet comments: [Move over, move over, move over!]

Bo Ye: “I’m not embarrassing you, am I?”

Bullet comments: [Of course not! AHHHH Night Bro, come here!!]

Qi Xingchen: “…”

Since Qi Xingchen stayed silent, Bo Ye took the initiative to turn the phone toward himself and greeted the viewers, “Hello, Starlights… Hmm? The Night Skies are here too. Hello, Starlights and Night Skies, I’m Bo Ye.”

At that moment, someone shared the news of Bo Ye appearing on the livestream on social media. The viewer count skyrocketed, and the comments flooded the screen. Unlike Qi Xingchen, Bo Ye wasn’t patient enough to carefully read through them. He simply answered whatever he managed to catch.

“I always shower fast.”

“Where are we? At my house.”

“Not my own place—my parents’ house.”

“Yeah, since I had time over the New Year, I brought him to meet my parents.”

The moment he mentioned meeting the parents, the livestream exploded. Fans bombarded the chat, asking if that meant they were planning a wedding once they got parental approval.

But Bo Ye replied, “Who I choose to be with doesn’t require anyone’s approval. Bringing him home wasn’t for my parents to decide—it was just to introduce them to Xingxing so they won’t be clueless about their son-in-law in the future. As for the wedding… I have thought about it, but first, we can’t go through the normal legal procedures with our current Chinese nationalities. Second, my schedule this year is packed, and I won’t have time for a proper wedding. I don’t want to rush through it, so if I had to estimate, it’ll probably be next year.”

Next year? Wedding?!

Did he lose his memory or something?

Qi Xingchen was completely dumbfounded. He had no recollection of this plan at all. He elbowed Bo Ye and whispered, “When did we ever say we were getting married next year?”

Bo Ye: “Never said it before. You don’t want to?”

Of course, he did! Qi Xingchen’s voice dropped, “…I do.”

“Good, I’ll sort out our nationalities as soon as possible… Oh, and the proposal. I’ll make sure to propose properly. I won’t let you down.”

Hearing this, Qi Xingchen nearly floated up to the heavens. His face burned hot, completely unaware that Bo Ye had skillfully and effortlessly tricked him into entering the Bo family.

The fans didn’t realize that Little Qi had just been sweet-talked into marriage either. They were too busy screaming about PDA, being fed dog food, and how unfairly excessive their romance was. Some even started egging them on to kiss.

Since they had already been force-fed a stomach full of dog food, what was one more bite?

Bo Ye chuckled and refused, “He’s shy. Don’t make it hard for him.”

Bullet comments: [Tsk, the stench of love is overwhelming.]

For someone as naturally quiet as Bo Ye, talking for this long had already surpassed his limit. After exchanging a few more words with the fans, he said a brief farewell, turned off the livestream, and immediately pulled Qi Xingchen into his arms—all in the name of “fulfilling the fans’ request for a kiss.”

Still floating in his bliss, Qi Xingchen generously agreed to this so-called fan request. And so, one kiss led to another… until they ended up on the bed.

At their age, it was all too easy for sparks to turn into flames. The inevitable result? Qi Xingchen’s arms were so sore he couldn’t even lift them.

Bo Ye carefully soothed Qi Xingchen’s reddened palms, cleaned him up, and—as usual—headed back to the bathroom for another shower.

Qi Xingchen lay lifelessly on the bed, stretching out a finger to refresh Weibo. Since this was his first public appearance with Bo Ye after announcing their relationship, he was sure the livestream had already made it to the trending list. He needed to monitor the situation.

As expected, #BoYeQiXingchenCoupleLivestream# wasn’t just trending—it was sitting proudly at the very top.

Qi Xingchen secretly smiled to himself and scrolled down.

Then, his smile suddenly froze.

#Qi Corporation’s Tiancheng Shopping Mall Fire—6 Dead, 32 Injured#

_{Aww They will be married. I did not expect Tao Tao to be desperate enough to kill people, even if they paper people.}