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Candyhouse discussions, Q&A section, 17:05 – @All

What kind of signs are there to prove if a man has fallen in love with you?

Most liked answer:

When a man can ditch his pride to become a clingy little doggy for you——

When a man would treat you as the centre of the universe, deleting all his opposite-sex contacts if you just asked——

When a man would immediately warm you up and shower you with hugs and kisses whenever you knit your brows or feel sad——

When a man empties his pond for you——

When a man would happily embrace you and hold you up and spin in circles——

Then, the boy definitely loves you to no end!

Love really is the best, sweetest confectionary one could ask for in this entire world! We wish everyone who is still using Candyhouse late at night a sweet, sweet love in the future for you!

“…”

Name: Murong Jihua

Age: 20

Post: Number One CEO/Male Heartthrob in the world

Accomplishments: Rolling on the floor several times with his ex-rival-in-love who currently has a complicated relationship with him ten minutes ago (without anything else suggestive), and, and then his mind blew up, and he ‘escaped.’

Right now, at this moment, he is currently adopting a posture highly unbefitting of his domineering identity——discreetly crouching by the corner of a rundown shack in his bedroom amusement park,

Scrolling through his phone.

“Ah… bollocks.”

Murong Jihua, while covering up his reddened features that almost look like they could begin bleeding at any moment, while shakily holding up his terminal, realises he understands all the characters on-screen——But, he is unable to form them into coherent meanings in his mind.

His entire brain is dedicated to replaying that scene from before.

It was also a whim of his that he moved the amusement park into the bedroom, since He Jünle mentioned it;

He was expecting He Jünle to completely lose his mind by the dynamite of his wealth and then chase after him for being embarrassedly angry;

But, what happened after that…

“Can’t we just hug and embrace and spin in circles like normal couples do?”

“We can’t,”

Says He Jünle, standing opposite the light coming towards him, colouring his smile brilliantly,

He was half crouched on him. It felt like he was illuminating his entire world.

Murong Jihua couldn’t see his face clearly, but he suppose, that he was smiling back then——He could hear the smile in his tone, when he said.

“You’ll never be able to cheap me out of it, Jihua.”

Alright, Murong Jihua will admit that——He Jünle probably wasn’t calling him by such an affectionate term of address back then, but he is somehow unwilling to spend time mulling over minute details. Let’s assume that’s what he called him.

Ignoring that problem with the term of address isn’t going to eliminate the question at hand Murong Jihua is troubled over, though –

Murong Jihua “…”

“If he said that, he, probably, wasn’t countering what I said, for us, to be a couple, right?

So this… but…

…”

He, Jün, Le!

Did you fucking admit to liking this shaoye here?!

You’re so fan-bloody-tastically adept at playing with words! No wonder the outrageous teenager can pass through the rose gardens without getting a single petal stuck to him. His pond is so big, who is this little fishy to say anything——

Never mind, but at least make yourself clear!

And also, why was he so pathetic himself?! Running away instead of listening to what he was going to say?! Then crouching down in this stupid shack and mulling and tearing hair out?!

Even though he was so toppish and confident when he was kissing him and swearing inside, that——

‘I’ll make you willing to do this eventually,

And I’m confident you’ll like me soon enough’

This isn’t really hard to understand, by the way.

For example, some time before the new semester starts, a student may declare, swearing on the moon, that – From day one of the new school year I’ll be studying hard!

Yet if he was then thrown into a time machine that landed him right on the day of the school opening ceremony——

Can he actually act on his promise to immediately begin his diligent studies?

Perhaps he can, but Murong Jihua can’t.

He definitely didn’t expect He Jünle to have replied so quickly. He only just realised his own feelings not long ago. How did he…

Murong Jihua has wilted,

Murong Jihua is sheltering in,

Murong Jihua is getting anxious,

Murong Jihua is putting himself in other shoes,

But it still doesn’t make sense. Other than handsome and rich and cute he doesn’t really have much appeal to He Jünle, does he?!

——Is He Jünle messing with him? Does, does he re-re-really like him?

Meanwhile, butler Cui, here to provide dessert on a cart “…”

“Your Highness Elizabeth, shao-furen, Ms Su,

Do you know where the shaoye is?”

He Jünle looks all bored on the merry-go-round. There is a stain of red by his lips that butler Cui desperately tries but fails to ignore. He answers,

“Dunno.” —— How blunt.

Su Xiaomo is now trying to play with the swing standing up. After finally balancing herself, she smiles and answers,

“Not sure… Did Murong-gege not go with Le-gege?”

Her Highness Elizabeth…

Is currently crouching down with a pale, bloodless face. She looks like she would belong in a horror movie. She is currently madly striking a grasshopper and a butterfly together, muttering,

“Mu-dage dijo que it is because of the so-called science of this mundo humano that is suppressing the development of the perfect human gene… jajajaja Mu-dage really is unparalleled in intelligence to understand this truth, entonces, creo que podéis follar y crear un bebé~ (TL: “So I believe you can sex and make a baby” – The raws) Come on little butterfly, fuck, you can do it! Fuck this grasshopper blablabla…”

Butler Cui, with a pale expression, quietly takes a step back.

TheWorldIsScary.jpg

– Cui Guanshi

Butler Cui then quietly pushed the cart back whence it came.

Rather than relying on others, he should just go to the security room to grab the surveillance footage instead…

Let’s go back to Murong Jihua.

Who, after browsing all the most liked answers from top to bottom, and lining them up with He Jünle——Is even using the light coming off of his terminal screen to begin drawing mathematical functions on the ground.

The x-axis is the actions. The y-axis represents possibility it indicates romantic feelings…

And looking at this ‘curve of love’ that looks like spaghetti, Murong Jihua “…”

“… By this standard, rather than love, it’ll be us acting apathetic if we didn’t even end up wanting each other dead… Never mind.”

He stands up, then uses his diamond-encrusted long boots to destroy the evidence of curves on the ground.

“Not that that explained anything. To want him to hug and kiss and hold me high in the sky… Ha, maybe if he’s possessed by a ghost… Mm——?”

——Something is wrapped tight around his ankle. Murong Jihua looks down, to see.

A bloody wrist.

“…”

He moves his gaze across.

There is a head. Black, red and yellowish.

“…”

“AAAAAAA GHOST——!”

His agitated mental state made his adrenaline surge. With air rushing through his body, he angrily yells out with a fist forward,

“THERE ARE ALWAYS PEASANTS AFTER MY ESTEEMED LIFE!!!” (TL: A meme probably stemming from some Dynastic China TV drama I don’t know about)

32 seconds ago, at the same place, at the same time.

Sophia, who had a ghost costume on, has been waiting for half a day inside the haunted house attraction already.

God knows how much she wants to be able to feast her eyes upon——

(The following are figments of Sophia’s imagination)

Her boss is dressed in the rays of sunset. In the empty void here, he stands alone in the corner, mulling his losses. The darkness meant no one could see the clear sorrow on his face, but only the night faes can retell his weakness.

Ah, someone who should never have anything to do with weakness, but he, with eyes resembling broken amber, with brows resembling a lost boat, is the brightest of all the stars tonight.

She wasn’t expecting her dream to actually come true, seeing her boss crouch down less than a metre away in front of her hiding spot. Most importantly, he didn’t notice her!

What to do what to do what to do.

Sophia quietly holds her cheeks in her hands, even though all she could feel are the bloody ketchup and squid ink on them.

She really——Wants to overstep her boundary this time!

And so she did.

When Murong Jihua is about to leave, she grabbed his ankle.

Then, she got beaten.

A perfect disfiguring punch from the perfect male heartthrob, Murong Jihua.