Jiang Songshi’s eyes widened slightly as he made contact with Little Mushroom, and in that moment, he suddenly felt like he was in the clouds. The touch was soft and light, like a cloud. It was fleeting, reminding Jiang Songshi of time-lapse videos of clouds moving and changing shape.
Little Mushroom: “Be…good!”
Before Jiang Songshi could recover, hearing Little Mushroom speak, he nodded.
Little Mushroom: “Don’t…bully me…”
Jiang Songshi nodded again.
Little Mushroom: “Drink…alcohol…”
Worried that Jiang Songshi didn’t understand, Little Mushroom even gestured holding a wine glass and drinking.
Jiang Songshi nodded without thinking.
Wait, hold on!
What did Little Mushroom say?
Drink what?
What alcohol?
Did Little Mushroom say he wants to drink alcohol?
Jiang Songshi: I got careless.
Little Mushroom was very happy, leaning closer to give Jiang Songshi another reward. The tiny mushroom on his head swayed as the young man’s eyes crinkled with laughter. The dim lighting of the resting area gathered around the smiling young man, falling into his sparkling eyes.
All Jiang Songshi could see were those starry eyes.
But ultimately, Jiang Songshi still raised his hand to block Little Mushroom’s approach.
Little Mushroom looked at Jiang Songshi with confusion, tilting his head as the tiny mushroom on top swayed too.
Little Mushroom: “Huh?… Push away…mushroom?”
Meaning to ask why Jiang Songshi pushed him away.
Jiang Songshi’s ears reddened as he thought for a long while before stammering an explanation to Little Mushroom. He said that the action just now was a kiss, and in human society, only people who like each other can do that.
Little Mushroom seemed to understand, not questioning Jiang Songshi further. He retreated to his spot, pulling the cap back over his head, appearing somewhat dejected.
Jiang Songshi found himself conflicted – as soon as Little Mushroom withdrew, he immediately regretted it.
But Jiang Songshi’s regret only lasted half a second, because the next moment, Little Mushroom suddenly took the initiative to hold his hand.
Little Mushroom blinked: “##shi!”
Jiang Songshi understood, he was calling his name.
Jiang Songshi: “Hmm?”
Little Mushroom pointed at Jiang Songshi, gesturing with his hand, then pointed at himself, asking very seriously.
Little Mushroom: “##shi…not…like…mushroom?”
Little Mushroom struggled to enunciate each word, though some syllables were still slurred, but Jiang Songshi understood.
Little Mushroom was asking if Jiang Songshi didn’t like him.
Little Mushroom didn’t have any other thoughts – he was just seriously considering what Jiang Songshi had said. Jiang Songshi said kissing could only happen between two people who like each other. So Little Mushroom asked himself, he certainly liked the stupid human.
Therefore, was the stupid human actually saying he didn’t like Little Mushroom? The Mushroom Survival Guide said humans are a gentle species, often expressing themselves implicitly, which Little Mushroom frequently couldn’t understand.
Little Mushroom felt a little sad, but being a determined little mushroom, he took Jiang Songshi’s hand. To ensure Jiang Songshi could hear clearly, Little Mushroom slowed his pace, struggling to enunciate each word.
Author’s Note:
Little Mushroom: Stupid human, be good!
Jiang Songshi: (Puppy wags tail) Nods!!
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