Returning to Infancy with my Nemesis - Chapter 100

When Mu Zichen’s new drama aired, Tang Mian and Fu Shizhao made it a ritual to catch up on it every evening while having dinner.

It was a fantasy martial arts drama, tied to an online game, depicting the background of the game and the intricate relationships between various factions.

Featuring talented actors and painstaking production, the show’s viewership kept climbing.

Although Mu Zichen wasn’t the male lead, his role as the third male lead still garnered him plenty of screen time.

His character was cute, so he attracted a sizable fan base.

Meanwhile, they received two beta test accounts for the upcoming online game, courtesy of Mu Zichen. They planned to experience the game together.

As university life settled down, Fu Shizhao got busier with family matters. He met with his cousins, Fu An and Fu Chuming, a few times, putting the beta test accounts on the back burner. When he finally had some free time, he found Tang Mian deeply absorbed in the game, unable to tear himself away.

On Friday, after their last class, Fu Shizhao went to Tang Mian’s classroom to walk him out, holding his hand. “Want to go out for dinner tonight?”

Tang Mian shook his head. “Let’s just order takeout. I have a raid scheduled for tonight.”

On Saturday, Fu Shizhao stood behind Tang Mian, watching him play the game for most of the day. He held back the urge to drag him out for a date.

On Sunday, with both of them out of the dorm, Fu Shizhao locked the door. He kissed Tang Mian’s ear and glanced at his phone.

He replied to a message: “Logging in now.”

Fu Shizhao: “……”

Tang Mian naturally noticed his own neglect of Fu Shizhao, so he thought about dragging him into the game to play together. If they played together, there wouldn’t be an issue of neglect.

However, Fu Shizhao refused.

Firstly, Tang Mian’s neglect of him because of the game over the past few days made him resistant to it, he felt like he was facing a rival. Reconciliation with a rival was impossible. Secondly, he was genuinely busy, and when he had free time, having Tang Mian around was enough.

Tang Mian felt a bit guilty and tried to compensate for it in other ways.

Fu Shizhao took advantage of the situation and enjoyed some affection.

Then one day, the game organized an exhibition similar to a comic con, with booths, performances, and opportunities for players to meet offline.

The capital city also hosted such an exhibition.

Tang Mian enthusiastically dragged Fu Shizhao along, and they spent half a day there. They bought many souvenirs, met some friends they knew from the game, and had dinner together in the evening.

Some of these friends wore ancient-style costumes from the game, looking very elegant and ethereal.

Some even invited Tang Mian to participate in photo shoots, but he politely declined. Tang Mian wasn’t particularly interested in this area, and besides, wearing the in-game costumes required removing his hearing aid, which he didn’t want to do in front of others.

Fu Shizhao observed everything and, after some contemplation, he quietly searched for the in-game costumes on a shopping app.

He knew Tang Mian’s in-game class and size.

He made his selection, placed the order, and successfully completed the payment.

[T/N: Yes this scene makes me want to abandon my plan A,B, and C and go straight for the Plan D. Life is hardddddddd, you need a husbando to buy you cosplay stuff.]

In private, Tang Mian definitely wouldn’t refuse if he just had to wear it to show it to him.

After a weekend of visiting the exhibition, Fu Shizhao coaxed Tang Mian into giving up their plans to play the game and went on a date with him instead. After all, Fu Shizhao was more important than the game.

It had been a while since they had such a formal date, so they didn’t return to the dormitory that night.

While Fu Shizhao was paying at the supermarket, he discreetly added a box of strawberry-flavored condoms to the bill. Tang Mian pursed his lips, mentally preparing himself for a night of excitement until the early hours.

When they arrived at the hotel that Fu Shizhao had booked in advance, Tang Mian stared at the familiar costume on the bed for a moment before shooting an accusing look at the person standing beside him.

Tang Mian: “When did you buy this?”

Fu Shizhao obediently replied, “During the exhibition last week.”

Tang Mian: “Wasn’t it the package you were planning to return on Wednesday?”

Fu Shizhao nodded again.

Their courier accounts were linked when school started, so they could see each other’s delivery logistics through the app and help each other pick up packages by scanning the code, which was very convenient.

On Wednesday, Fu Shizhao received a package but didn’t go to pick it up for a long time, saying it was a mistake and planning to return it. He told Tang Mian not to worry about it, and Tang Mian didn’t pay much attention to it afterward.

“Let’s give it a try,” Fu Shizhao said eagerly.

Tang Mian’s expression was complicated. “…Let’s take a shower first.”

“Okay,” Fu Shizhao said enthusiastically, pushing open the door to the bathroom.

After taking a bath? Tang Mian, wearing a bathrobe, walked out. There were a few fresh strawberry marks on his collarbone and neck, which had just been imprinted and hadn’t faded yet. He went straight to the clothes on the bed and picked them up, trying to figure out how to put them on.

The game they were playing was a fantasy martial arts genre, and the costumes of the sects in the game were also elegant ancient-style clothes.

The ones Fu Shizhao bought were finely crafted but somewhat intricate, and Tang Mian struggled for a while without figuring out how to put them on.

“I’ll help you,” Fu Shizhao came to his side, untied the belt of the bathrobe, and began to put the clothes on him one by one.

Tang Mian stood quietly in place, letting him handle it, very cooperative.

Soon, the clothes were all put on.

Fu Shizhao had prepared everything very well, he even bought a wig.

Fortunately, most of the characters in the sect Tang Mian played had designs with loose hair, so there weren’t too many complicated hairstyles to deal with after putting on the wig. They didn’t need to spend extra time styling it.

In a previous life, when they were in high school theater productions, Fu Shizhao had also helped Tang Mian put on costumes and wigs like this.

Watching Fu Shizhao adjust the wig, Tang Mian couldn’t help but speak up, “Did you already like me when I played Sleeping Beauty in our previous life?”

Fu Shizhao chuckled and nodded, “At that time, I really wanted to push away the girl playing the prince and take her place, to wake you up with a kiss.”

Tang Mian stood on tiptoe and kissed him, eyes sparkling.

Fu Shizhao returned the kiss but didn’t make it last too long, continuing to adjust the wig. “All done.”

Tang Mian curiously opened the sliding mirror in the hotel closet and carefully examined himself in the mirror.

“You look great,” Fu Shizhao stood behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist and kissing his neck.

Indeed, he looked like a warm and gentle ancient prince. Adding some ancient-style makeup would make him even more perfect, but for now, just making Fu Shizhao happy was enough.

Soon, Fu Shizhao began the next step, taking off the clothes they had just put on, but this time, much more slowly.

The ancient-style clothes were already adorned with many satin ribbons. Mischievously, Fu Shizhao used one of the ribbons to tie Tang Mian’s wrist, not too tight to hurt, but tight enough that he couldn’t easily break free.

Tang Mian looked at him helplessly.

…Quite creative.

Wonder where he learned that from.

Ever since they have mastered the last step, Fu Shizhao’s skills had improved rapidly. When asked, he claimed to have learned on his own, but Tang Mian didn’t believe it.

He had always been good at learning, making rapid progress in any field he focused on. He seemed to be good at everything, but in reality, he put a lot of effort into it.

Soon, Tang Mian didn’t have the mind to think about such trivial matters anymore. His mind was dull, filled with thoughts of the person in front of him.

The clothes still hung loosely around him, but it added to the feeling more than if they had all disappeared.

Fu Shizhao wasn’t done yet. He smiled and said, “Master, teach me how to play this sect.”

When Tang Mian invited him to play this game and join the same sect, he personally guided him through the game, calling it a master-disciple relationship in the game.

Now that he was finally playing, it was indeed fun.

Tang Mian hesitated, sensing that Fu Shizhao was probably planning something not entirely good.

Sure enough, Fu Shizhao spoke again, “What’s the name of the control skill?”

Tang Mian pursed his lips, silent for a moment, then stuttered out, “Treading… Treading on Snow to Find Plums.”

“Ah, got it,” Fu Shizhao nodded.

“Treading on Snow to Find Plums,” in the game, creates a snowy area with pink plum blossoms falling within it. If someone touches a plum blossom, they will be controlled for 1 second, and the originally closed plum blossoms will instantly bloom into even more beautiful colors.

“Uh…”

Fu Shizhao asked again, “What about the healing skill?”

Tang Mian bit his lip, “Entangled Lotus Threads.”

Fu Shizhao smiled and kissed his lips.

The kiss lasted a long time, leaving behind lingering threads.

In the game, it would establish a connection between himself and the teammate with the lowest health, while also restoring some health for both over a period of 5 seconds.

“What about the damage-dealing skill?” Fu Shizhao asked.

Tang Mian hesitated, then replied, “… Jingwei Filling the Sea.”

In the game, it would summon a giant bird to control the opponent within the “sea area” and deal a high amount of damage.

Fu Shizhao chuckled, “That’ll have to wait, not so fast.”

Tang Mian closed his eyes.

Fu Shizhao actually knew all of these. After watching Tang Mian play the game for so long and even teaching disciples in the game, he had memorized them long ago.

Fu Shizhao was doing this intentionally.

Then, Fu Shizhao added, “Let’s practice some combos.”