Yang Yutao always knew how to make Xiao Yi speechless with his audacious words, this time, if anyone had been passing by they would have surely thought that he'd taken his innocence and ran off!
However, he couldn't help but smiled as he glanced away.
It had only been a few months since they've seen each other, but both of them have changed. Xiao Yi had changed the most in personality, but his hair had once again grown long enough that he held it back with a hair tie. Whereas Yang Yutao seemed to grow… Rougher?
His hair was messy in a way that looked deliberate, his jawline seemed more pronounced and he had gained a piercing on his left ear and what looked to be a tattoo that emerged from underneath the sleeve of his black dress shirt.
Xiao Yi couldn't help but to think that Yang Yutao looked the spitting image of a motorcycle gang's leader in modern romance novels.
Yeah, he had too much time to himself these last few months, combined with working at a bookstore…
He met the eyes of Yang Yutao and tilted his head as he spoke with a small smirk. "I'm sorry for running away after taking your innocence, you're right, I do owe you a meal."
Yang Yutao chuckled. "You're right! I might forgive you…"
"But not tonight, it's going to rain. How long will you be in town?"
Yang Yutao glanced at the date on his phone and hummed. "We should be here for two days."
Xiao Yi's heart raced slightly. "We?"
"Just my team, we're on vacation after retirement."
"…"
Yang Yutao responded to the confused look on his face by explaining. "We decided to focus more on business, less on games, so we're retiring our keyboards."
"Ah?" That was unexpected. Xiao Yi looked at him for a long while and asked. "You're quitting the game?"
As soon as he asked that question, he realized that he wasn't in a position to talk. He hadn't touched Valley of Light since he'd left home and he didn't end up buying a computer since he didn't think he'd be gone for so long. Technically, he had also quit the game.
Yang Yutao hummed. "Just esports. I've been taking care of your garden."
"… Looks like I owe you more than one meal."
The two men exchanged numbers and went their separate ways, promising to meet when the rain dispersed.