The Companion Player Doesn’t Want a Shura Field [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 14

After the posture class ended, Qi Ming casually stretched his shoulders and neck and pushed open the door to the company dormitory. He turned around and pointed toward the bathroom for Cui Yuxuan and the others, his voice gentle.

“Can I shower first?”

“Brother, you can.”

“Of course! Go ahead and wash up, Brother Qi Ming!”

“Oh, perfect. This gives me a chance to rest for a bit. The teacher almost snapped my waist earlier.”

Hunched over, Jin Youxing acted as if he were in great pain, looking pitifully at Qi Ming. He narrowed his eyes and received the head rub he desired.

“You all worked very hard today. Keep it up.”

“The ones who debut will definitely be us.”

Not to be outdone, Cui Yuxuan patted his chest and made a promise to Qi Ming. At this moment, his rebellious features still held a touch of youthfulness. His short black hair, like new seedlings in a rice field, was full of vitality.

His tone was exceptionally serious as he spoke word by word, “Brother, I will stand on the stage with you. Can you believe me?”

In such a relaxed atmosphere, Cui Yuxuan’s sudden serious expression looked a bit comical. But Qi Ming did not laugh. He looked at the youth solemnly and replied softly, “Okay, I believe you.”

“Brother, there is also me! I will definitely work hard on my singing! We should have our own songs later, right?”

“Yes, and many fans will like Xiao You.”

“Wuwa wuwa, I am already getting nervous! What should I do? Will they think I am not good enough? Dammit, when will I finally grow taller?”

“Haha, you will be fine when you grow up.”

Through the room, Bian He carefully folded the musical scores he had written earlier and placed them into a metal tin decorated with cookies. There were already many inside. He silently glanced at the youth surrounded by the others, his lips curling into an equally gentle arc. He made a secret decision in his heart: he would make Brother the most famous person of all.

The following days of practice were flipped through by the wind in the fields like pages of a book. Day and night cycled, and the full-length mirrors in the practice room countless times reflected the images of the youths with their clothes soaked in sweat.

When the one month of closed training felt slow, the splitting pain in their ligaments during leg stretches seemed to linger around their bodies, refusing to dissipate. But when it felt fast, it was like a white horse leaping across a gap.

When Qi Ming looked out the practice room window again, he was startled to realize the leaves had already changed color, mostly dyed by autumn frost. Compared to their first meeting, the biggest change in Cui Yuxuan and the others was likely the settling of their temperaments. In other words, these children had become steadier and learned how to take care of their older brother.

During this month of being constantly surrounded, Qi Ming felt as though he were raising three different breeds of puppies. Their personalities were distinct, but their only commonality was being exceptionally clingy to their owner.

When he first discovered Bian He was secretly washing his clothes, Qi Ming was somewhat surprised and angry. He did not need them to go to that extent, and he was not the kind of bad older brother who liked ordering his younger brothers around like beasts of burden.

However, seeing Bian He with his head hanging low, full of loss and guilt, Qi Ming helplessly softened his expression. He reached out to cup the other’s face and lifted it. He stared into those stunned fox-like eyes and advised seriously, “Xiao He, do not push yourself. If you do not want to do something, tell me.”

“No, Brother, I am doing this willingly.” He was willing to do these things for Qi Ming.

“Ha, you really are something. Fine, fine. But let me wash my own underwear, okay? I am someone who can get embarrassed, too.”

“Okay, I understand,” Bian He muttered, his earlobes turning red.

What a pity. He knew it would end like this. That was why he had been doing it secretly before, not daring to let Brother find out. Now, he could only use the scent on the other’s clothes to comfort himself.

Besides the “Angel Samoyed” type like Bian He, who contributed silently, there was also Jin Youxing, who was as energetic as a Beagle yet incredibly clingy. As long as Qi Ming praised another member, he insisted on receiving the same praise, or else he would howl unhappily. “Brother, why did you not praise me? Praise me too!”

Taking advantage of Qi Ming’s good temper, Jin Youxing completely released his nature and became a follower behind him. Despite failing many times in his rivalry with Cui Yuxuan for affection, Jin Youxing never learned his lesson. He became braver with every setback, only hoping Qi Ming would pay more attention to him.

Of course, in Qi Ming’s eyes, the most difficult one to manage was Cui Yuxuan. He was practically a “hyper-aggressive Border Collie.” Every time he saw the Group B trainees in the cafeteria, he would run over to cause trouble and argue with them for a while.

At first, Qi Ming would make an effort to stop him a few times, but later he was too lazy to bother. Anyway, Cui Yuxuan was clever and would never let himself suffer a loss. He also constantly got jealous of Jin Youxing, seeking a sense of presence with Qi Ming. As long as Qi Ming showed even a hint of displeasure, Cui Yuxuan would act obedient and charming, completely losing the fierce look he had when bullying others outside.

“Brother, I was wrong. I definitely will not do it next time.”

Pushing away the head leaning against his neck, Qi Ming narrowed his emerald eyes and said lightly, “Xiao Xuan, you have already said that sentence five times.”

“Ah, I am sorry. Brother, believe me, I will not climb onto your bed again. I really, really did not know I would sleepwalk.”

Qi Ming did not believe his nonsense. “That is good. Otherwise, I might kick you off next time, Xiao Xuan.”

Thus, the hardworking dog owner Qi Ming spent an exceptionally fulfilling month. Next, he had to go to school to make up for his missed lessons.

When parting at the company entrance, Jin Youxing’s face was full of reluctance, gripping Qi Ming’s arm and refusing to let go. “Wuwu, Brother, you must not forget me!”

“Hey, will we not see each other again later?” It was not as if they would never meet again; they just had to balance their studies. It was difficult for them to gather together, so they could only find spare time to practice at the branch companies.

To Qi Ming’s great surprise, in just one short month, their CEO had actually opened a branch company near each of their residences. He did not know where the funding came from. During this period of practice, under the guidance of several seniors, they had taken in a massive amount of new knowledge and had to spend more time consolidating it.

“I will still miss you, Brother,” Jin Youxing promised with a pout, tears in his eyes.

Reaching out, Qi Ming used his index finger to wipe away the tears that were about to fall, his tone exceptionally gentle. “I hope when we meet again, you all can give me a surprise.”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone pounced into Qi Ming’s arms. A pair of arms tightly hugged his waist, and the prickly hair on the back of the person’s head constantly rubbed against his chin.

“Brother, take care of yourself.”

Buried in his embrace, Cui Yuxuan’s voice sounded muffled. Qi Ming raised his arms to hug the youth’s head and stroked it gently. “I know. You too, Xiao Xuan.”

Finally, Qi Ming looked at Bian He standing at the very edge. He opened his arms and teased with a raised eyebrow, “So, Xiao He, do you want a hug too?”

“Yes.”

As he said this, Bian He stepped forward and hugged Qi Ming’s body. His fingertips rested lightly on the youth’s protruding shoulder blades, hesitating to press down. But the next second, he felt the person in front of him pick him up directly, his shoes completely leaving the ground. Just like that, Qi Ming held his butterfly.

Warm air drifted past his ear, carrying the scent of coffee. It was so hot that Bian He could not help but curl his toes. It was a volume only the two of them could hear. “Xiao He, next time we meet, play the things you wrote for me. Just like that time in the square.”

He stayed there in a daze, being held by Qi Ming as if he were frozen. Everything around them instantly turned into a silent background. The youth’s whisper slipped into his ear lightly, yet it was like a heavy hammer striking the bell of his heart with a loud “dong.”

Bian He thought he was always the one Qi Ming ignored. It turned out his muse had never forgotten him.

“Okay, I will sing it for you.” He would only sing for Qi Ming.

By the time the four met again, three years had actually passed. During those three years, Qi Ming went back and forth between school, the company, and the hospital every day. He simply did not have the extra energy to maintain contact. For the messages Cui Yuxuan and the others proactively sent him, Qi Ming only replied with a few cute emojis, yet he would receive long paragraphs in return.

Little Border Collie: Brother, I learned another new song today. I want to sing it for you. Qiqi: (Cat nodding emoji) Little Border Collie: (60s audio message) Little Border Collie: (60s audio message) Little Border Collie: Brother, how was it?

Qi Ming was very busy and had no time to click the audio. He casually sent another emoji.

Qiqi: Very good! (Cat clapping emoji) Little Border Collie: The teacher praised me for making great progress. Also, my hair has grown long. Next time Brother touches it, it will not be prickly. Qiqi: Really? (Cat with hands on hips emoji) Then I must touch it properly. Xiao Xuan, do not hide then. Little Border Collie: I will not hide. I only let Brother touch it.

Little Beagle: Brother, are you there? I think I grew another two centimeters today. (Mirror selfie) Qiqi: Did you? I cannot tell. (Cat confused emoji) Little Beagle: I really grew taller! If you do not believe me, come out and have a meal with me. See it with your own eyes!

Holding a lollipop in his mouth, Qi Ming was curled on the sofa playing games, using one hand to type.

Qiqi: Mmm, next time. I have exams coming up and need to review properly. Little Beagle: Okay, okay. Brother’s studies are more important. Next time I will treat Brother to ice cream! Qiqi: (Rolling around in anticipation emoji) Little Beagle: I will use my scholarship. Brother can eat as much as you want.

However, this next time was not realized for three years.

Little Ye: (Picture of a piano) Qiqi: What is it? Little Ye: I earned money and bought a piano. Qiqi: Wow, that is so good.

Qi Ming was slow to pick up on the hint Bian He was trying to make.

Little Ye: Next time, I will play for you with the piano, not the guitar. Qiqi: But I think your guitar playing sounds very good too. Little Ye: Then I will use the guitar. Qiqi: But I have not heard you play the piano yet. I want to hear it. Little Ye: I can write two versions. First with the guitar, then with the piano. Qiqi: (Cat sending heart emoji)

The other side did not reply for a long time. Qi Ming simply threw his phone aside and continued ladling porridge into the insulated container.

Little Ye: (Heart emoji)

It turned out he spent all that time just to send that. Shrugging helplessly, Qi Ming gave a light laugh, turned off the screen, and did not reply again. On the other side of the screen, Bian He lay on his side in bed holding his phone, staring at it for the entire day. Finally, he took a screenshot, printed it out, and pasted it by his bedside. This was the first time Brother had sent him a heart.