Chapter 78: Extra 8 Birthday Gift

Friday night, x-site, live from cosplayer Snowflakes.

Wearing a blue and white rabbit ears jacket, Fang Zhiran sits on a gaming chair and plays games live.

[? That's dead?]

[Go on, put on a short skirt for the master, I have another candidate for the live game.]

[There are things schoolboys aren't good at ......]

[He's not a problem, he's just a killjoy. ......]

[I'm going, I'm in regular clothes today! I'm so happy to be studying at the University of A." [I'm so happy to be studying at the University of A.]

[U of A students said, the school is so big, it's hard to run into Snowflakes. The people in their labs are really happy.]

"I can't cosplay today." Fang Zhiran scanned the pop-ups and replied, "I have a cold today, and I'm coughing a lot, so I'm afraid you'll feel ooc."

[Come on, a sickly beauty, weak enough to do whatever you want.]

[Hey, you'd better get some rest then Snowflakes.]

[The day after tomorrow is Mr. Winter's birthday, little Snowflakes. Have you thought of a present for him?]

"Huh?" Fang Zhiran is working on something, "What do you think?"

[Sends a cake?]

[Send some medicine to protect your voice.]

The pop-ups each expressed their own views.

[Winter said "my little Snowflakes" last time, okay? Little Snowflakes, pack yourself up and let Mr. Winter unpack you.]

"It's almost time." Fang Zhiran swept the upper right corner of his cell phone, "Didn't you leave me a message asking me to talk about the monthly exam paper, and the person who arrived deducted a 1 for me to see."

"Then I'll start talking." He said.

The last few days s city have rain, a little cooler, two days ago, he had nothing to do, tried a black long straight hair with a pink uniform skirt, when he sat on the edge of the bed, was putting on the white garter stockings, from the dubbing studio back Ji Xingchuan pushed the door to enter.

"Ranran, do you want a late night snack ......" His boyfriend's pushing of the door stopped abruptly.

He became Ji Xingchuan's midnight snack.

It probably tasted pretty good, the other guy dined a little longer, and the next day he got a little cold.

"Listen carefully, I'm only going to talk once." Live on air, Mr. Snowflakes said, "Let's look closely at this circuit diagram ......"

In the picture, the boy is still coughing a little as he tops the rabbit ears on the hood of his jacket and spins a pen in his hand.

[Sick Beauty hee hee, so cute little Snowflakes.]

[Why don't you broadcast it some other time? I don't think you're in good shape, little Snowflakes.]

"I'll do it." From the live feed, came the man's nice voice, "I'll teach."

"Can you ...... do it?" Fang Zhiran asked.

"Aren't my U of A undergraduate credentials worthy of teaching middle school physics?" Ji Xingchuan put a cup of hot water on the table.

[Wow, Winter Teacher!]

[Get used to it, by default you two are living together.]

[can can, I want Mr. CV to teach me physics!]

[Yes, we'd like to try a different style of physics teacher once in a while.]

"Then you try." Fang Zhiran moves out of the way.

He went to take his medication.

Ji Xingchuan has his own unique program to protect his voice. Since he has been suffering from a cold for a few days and his voice is a bit muffled, Ji Xingchuan has bought him medicines and stewed him ice-sugar and snow pear soup every day.

Fang Zhiran made himself a bowl of soup and logged in to his live broadcasting room under the nickname "Gu Gui Hurting People".

The live streamers who had just cried out for a new physics teacher were bursting into tears.

[Where are the steps? You're even easier than the reference answer, Mr. Winter].

["A naked eye would have concluded choice C." Mr. Winter, would you like to watch the replay and see what your wife said?]

[Not bad for you, Ms. Winter, saying the meanest things in the best voice.]

[Wow, Roadrunner, this Physics Teaching Live is so active?]

[ Snowflakes teacher, we miss you QAQ ]

Fang Zhiran gloatingly swiped two heart gifts and exited the live broadcast.

He sipped the ice-sugar pear soup and began to brush the today's push video on the X station.

Ji Xingchuan When you are in the mood to cook quite well, this ice-sugar snow pear, stewed soft and sweet, he bit down on the juice overflowing, his mouth is full of sweet flavor.

Today's x-site pushed several otaku dance videos to him, all of which were one of the recent big hits.

It was kinda cute and the moves weren't too hard, he scanned the comments section of the video and saw Su Jia Ai Te He asked if he could do it.

It's so simple, what can't it be?

Fang Zhiran set his cell phone up on the dining room table and found a video to play in slow motion.

Jumping on one foot, shaking hands, twirling in circles, spinning a little fan, Snowflakes teacher can learn it in one look, learning house dance is as easy as breathing.

When he looked up, there was more Ji Xingchuan in front of him.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

"It's cute." Ji Xingchuan said, "Go on?"

Fang Zhiran coughed twice, his eyes drifting from the side floor to the ceiling as he moved to sit at the table.

"I've noticed you seem to have a bit of a talent for motion mimicry." Ji Xingchuan took away the empty bowl and gave him another bowl of soup, "Drink some more, it will heal faster."

Fang Zhiran looked at a bowl full of ice-sugar pear soup and thought Ji Xingchuan was watering the flowers, but he had no proof.

"Are you done broadcasting?" He sent a piece of pear to his mouth.

"It's on the air." Ji Xingchuan said, "It came with a five-minute winter radio station, which was very competent."

"Competent?" The corner of Fang Zhiran's mouth curved down, "At this moment I've already received five private messages on my microblogging site, giving me a complaint, saying that you, the substitute anchor, are getting more and more complicated in your lectures, stretching from middle school textbooks to universities."

"Look at this." Ji Xingchuan hands out his cell phone.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Ji Xingchuan's cell phone screen was the other end of the otaku dance, which had been hot for a while before, and a lot of people had filmed it.

This one seems to be a bit more difficult compared to the one earlier.

"I'm not usually a big fan of otaku dance." Ji Xingchuan says, "Some of the choreography looks busy, but Ran Ran, can you dance this, a white hair double ponytail with a pink gingham skirt with a pink neck rope and white calf socks, and then ......"

Fang Zhiran: "????"

"Aren't you being a little too precise in your fucking ordering?" Fang Zhiran said, "No more pretending, right?"

Fang Zhiran: "Are you playing with me like a cotton doll?"

Ji Xingchuan this time to buy him a lot of cos clothes, what characters have, see like will order, gradually stuffed a whole closet.

"I'm not made of cotton." Fang Zhiran said.

Fang Zhiran plopped down at the table and began to study the dance Ji Xingchuan had ordered.

*

Two days later, it was Ji Xingchuan's 26th birthday.

Just after twelve o'clock at night, Fang Zhiran sat up violently from his bed, unlocked his cell phone, opened all the major games, and started to collect his birthday package.

And then, Fang Zhiran drew a card for good measure.

"Cool." Fang Zhiran shrank back under the covers, "Your number's so ou."

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

"Uncle Ji said to send you a new car." Fang Zhiran said, "And then Auntie Yu said she was going to give you a couple of new jobs."

Ji Xingchuan: "?"

What? What's the delivery?

Is this a gift?

"I'll show you my gift tomorrow." Fang Zhiran said mysteriously.

The fingers dangling at his side were grabbed away, and he didn't wrench them away, having grown accustomed to the other man playing with them from time to time.

But not today. Ji Xingchuan slipped a slightly cooler ring between his fingers.

What's that?

Fang Zhiran took his hand out from under the covers.

Wow, what a beautiful ring.

The crystallized Snowflakes on the silver and white ring are so pretty too.

Fang Zhiran held up his hand and couldn't stop examining it, "Mr. Winter, are you going to make a pact with little Snowflakes?"

Ji Xingchuan : "I ......"

Before he could finish organizing his sentence, Fang Zhiran snapped off the ring, "The seal is lifted."

After a while, Fang Zhiran: "See the flames burning on my ring, tremble."

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

It's true that a middle child is never bored, a ring can brainstorm so much drama.

"Ranran." Ji Xingchuan said, "I'm looking for a gift from you."

"Hmm?" Fang Zhiran was tossing and turning, studying the crystallized Snowflakes on his ring.

Ji Xingchuan switched to a more middle-of-the-road way of saying, "Yes, to make a contract with you."

"Little Snowflakes," he said, "Marry me when you graduate, okay?"

Splat, Snowflakes gets smashed in the face by Snowflakes Jr.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Master was proposed to?

[Didn't you like my vocal cords?]

[Marrying a favorite voice, you definitely don't lose out.]

[It's just multiple marriage licenses to prove that we legally own each other.]

Mr. Winter is back to speaking in top sales voice.

Fang Zhiran retrieved the little Snowflakes ring and put it back on his finger.

"Okay." He said dryly, "You're getting your present."

Ji Xingchuan wrapped his arms around him from behind for a moment and spoke again, "Then are you still giving the gift you prepared earlier?"

Fang Zhiran: "..."

With food?

*

On his birthday, Ji Xingchuan was not idle.

When he left the lab at noon, Yu Jin packed him up and sent him to the dubbing studio to dub a male character in a new movie.

The character was a bit of a challenge to dub, so he mulled it over a bit longer, and by the time he exited the dubbing studio, it was dark.

There was a message on his cell phone from the little boyfriend-

[F]: waiting for you at home. Penguin carrying love.jpg

Ji Xingchuan smiled, the fatigue of a busy day dissipating as he drove back and opened the door to his home.

I haven't seen you in a day. The living room is much changed.

Colorful balloons floated all over the house, ribbons hung everywhere, and there was an oversized gift box in the middle of the living room.

Ji Xingchuan seconds to understand, open this gift box, is it possible to open the beautiful Fang Zhiran?

With anticipation and delight, he drew back the ribbon on the box, and the gift box opened, and inside was--

A cloud of air.

Ji Xingchuan: "?"

Fang Zhiran, who just came out of the checkroom: "?"

"I haven't gone in yet!" Fang Zhiran said, "Why are you back! Are you still dismantling it?"

He's wearing a white fake fur today, dressed as an unsophisticated teenager, and he's tying red ribbons to his body to cos a birthday present.

Under the white shorts revealed the teenager's snow-white, straight legs, and the red ribbon was wrapped crookedly between his legs, lining the teenager's skin even more white.

The red ribbon Fang Zhiran bought was so long that he stumbled towards Ji Xingchuan without tying it properly, and the excessively long ribbon hung up the coat rack and tied up the floor sweeper.

"Happy birthday." He hugged Ji Xingchuan's neck, "Boyfriend, I like you."

The coat rack fell to the ground, the sweeper flew out, and a string of balloons crackled on the floor.

Ji Xingchuan received his birthday gift--

A Snowflakes teacher who can get into bondage play next, and a 90% new home.

He casually grabbed a ribbon and clasped it around the boy's wrist, wrapping it around layer by layer, tightening it gently again, grasping the end of the ribbon and lifting the other man's hands gradually higher.

"Can I repack and unpack it myself?" He asked.

Demolitionist little Snowflakes nodded, "For you to demolish."

......

*

A week later, on the day of Lao Guo's return, Ji Xingchuan notified the whole division of his return and held an impromptu meeting to welcome him.

Lao Guo was moved to tears of sadness as he dragged his suitcase all the way back to the School of Physics for a meeting.

"Welcome back, Mr. Guo." Fang Zhiran said warmly at the conference table.

"Good, all good students." Lao Guo chokes up and takes it upon himself to care about his students, "Have you been busy with anything else besides labs lately?"

"In pushing me to produce food." Gan Wanhe says, "The level of cooking is gradually improving."

Lao Guo: "?"

"Raising an oc," Chu Xi said, "I just got a date with a new costume, and raising an oc is so much fun."

Lao Guo: "?"

Foster ...... what?

What is oc? What can I eat to live?

"Look at ooc." Fang Zhiran said, "Wow, Sister this is still thirty people co-parenting, you guys have a beautiful draft of the car about."

"I've been waiting for more lately." Jiang Feng says, "Couldn't find a meal replacement."

Pan Xu skewed the topic sheepishly, "Fang Zhiran, did you buy the new valley that stepped into a thousand loads out?"

"Let's see." Ji Xingchuan opens his cell phone, "Oh, I don't think he'll buy it, he doesn't like the barfy craftsmanship."

Lao Guo: "?"

Valley, again?

Grain production, again?

Barf, what is it?

What's going on, he's only been gone for a year and the students have all learned the encrypted language?

This group will, how can you not understand it anymore!