What if My Roommate Finds Out I Write Danmei? - Chapter 1

Chapter 1: 1L: Delighted to Hear

“Crack crack crack…”

A pair of fair hands dance like butterflies on a black keyboard. Ten slender fingers move flexibly, so fast that their shapes can’t be clearly seen, only hazy hand shadows. The sound of keyboard taps is heard, dense like the falling of spring rain. On the computer screen, words appear line by line in the document, flipping pages. The speed at which sentences and paragraphs appear is almost as fast as the speed of reading.

It is now 12 o’clock at night, and the dormitory has long been without electricity. Only the laptop screen emits a weak light. On the laptop, Ning Wenru is typing, and under his curved eyebrows, his eyes shine with excited light, a hint of a bashful smile on his lips. Ning Wenru focuses on the screen, while at the same time erecting his ears, listening for movement at the door.

“Creak—” The dormitory door is pushed open. Ning Wenru stares at the screen, and the speed of his typing hands increases, while he says: “Finally back? Only your luggage hasn’t been moved yet.”

Yue Weijian closes the door, while taking off his short sleeves and walking towards Ning Wenru, saying: “It’s already past 12 o’clock, let’s do it tomorrow. My girlfriend was too exhausting today, I’m exhausted. Besides, the new students are coming tomorrow—in other words, you have to pick up the new students tomorrow, and you’re still typing at this late hour?”

As Yue Weijian passes the desk in the middle of the dormitory, Ning Wenru hastily clicks save and closes the document, smiling: “Yes, it’s about to end, so I’ll just write a bit more.”

Seeing that Ning Wenru’s primitive computer desktop shows no documents, a voice full of disappointment comes from above Ning Wenru’s head: “Closed again? You’ve almost finished writing, why not let me read your masterpiece?”

Ning Wenru only smiled, refusing with these words: “The writing still needs revising afterwards, let’s talk about it when the time comes. You should hurry and take a shower, it’s almost 1 o’clock.”

“Okay.” Yue Weijian shrugged timidly, walking into the bathroom.

At that moment, Ning Wenru secretly opened the document, his gaze occasionally glancing in the direction of the bathroom, and with a slightly bashful look, typed out the bonus material. After finishing the bashful bonus material, Ning Wenru even added a few lines of doggerel:

One day, one night, one roommate,

Riding tigers, riding wolves, riding upperclassmen,

After months of this kind of cultivation,

Pang Zaiyuan, that coldly arrogant and unparalleled senior, finally submitted,

yielding to his honest body and making a difficult decision…

After typing for a few minutes, Ning Wenru finally finished, sending the chapter he just wrote to Big JJ’s literature website, and sending the completed bonus material to the chat group. At this time, Yue Weijian was still humming in the bathroom, not yet out. Ning Wenru let out a sigh of relief, feeling in his heart that there was still a tiny bit of stimulation.

Ning Wenru had a little secret.

He was a BL man.

He was a BL man who wrote pure love novels on Jiangjiang, and sometimes gave bonuses to readers.

Every day, under the curious gaze of his straight roommate, Ning Wenru hid while updating and writing bonus material. Ning Wenru’s daily life was very thrilling. Not only did he train his typing speed to an inhuman level like an octopus, but he also learned how to encrypt various documents on his computer. On top of that, he even exercised his heart to be extremely strong.

However, precisely because of this, Ning Wenru had to write his words secretly, so his updates were not very stable. Now, after Ning Wenru published a new chapter, he casually clicked on the received comments to take a look. As expected, there was a reader who had sent him a threatening letter:

If you don’t update soon! Your boy.bottom will take a little whip to raid your house and counterattack you!

Ning Wenru laughed happily, then turned off his computer.

Ever since revealing his gender to his readers, Ning Wenru was occasionally guessed to be a top or bottom, and would be the target of some small jokes. Ning Wenru always laughed them off. He himself knew: he was neither a top nor a bottom, but just a BL man. Although he felt a little excited when writing pure love novels about male-male couples, he felt that he still liked girls more.

However, the next day, Ning Wenru overturned the idea that he liked girls.

On this day of receiving new students, Ning Wenru, as a senior student of the third year, was responsible for bringing the new student to the dormitory and enthusiastically helping them move their luggage. However, the newly received student’s luggage was a bit much.

In addition to the usual bedding and two suitcases, this new student was carrying two large bags of jute cloth on a pole. The combined volume of these two bags was twice that of the suitcases. Considering that the new student’s father had gone to the bank to withdraw money, Ning Wenru offered to help carry them up the dormitory building.

However, these two bags together weighed as much as three people. Ning Wenru climbed to the second floor with one burst of energy, but his speed became slower and slower; barely climbing to the third floor [halfway], he couldn’t move any further. Ning Wenru decided to stop on the way and asked in a weak manner, “What are all these things?”

The new student said very apologetically, “They’re all sweet potatoes and other local specialties grown at home. My dad specifically asked me to bring them to give everyone. Since Senior Brother is moving so hard, I’ll give one bag to you.”

Ning Wenru: “…”

Ning Wenru shook his head, saying, “No need, I’ll help you move it to the dormitory. It’s too heavy, let’s rest for a while first.”

However, Ning Wenru couldn’t rest for even a few seconds, as a deep male voice echoed from the corridor: “Make way, don’t block the path.”

Ning Wenru turned his head to look and saw his academic advisor teacher leading a new student. When he clearly saw that new student, in that instant, Ning Wenru unconsciously widened his eyes, his head was stunned for a moment. If this feeling was to be described, it was like all the blood in his body flowing backwards, his brain oxygen-deprived heart beating stopped, brilliant fireworks exploding over his head—

This new student, how handsome.

Although he was a new student, he looked more mature than Ning Wenru. Even though he had a clean and tidy short haircut without any ornamentation, it couldn’t hide the sharp and distinguished heroic contours of his face. His facial features were deep-set and beautiful, two sword-like eyebrows filled with force, and black eyes unusually cold.

His figure was tall and straight, half a head taller than Ning Wenru, visually estimating his height to be at least 185 centimeters. The white T-shirt on his body was supported by beautiful and powerful muscles without exaggeration, thick and flat in his chest area, particularly good-looking when dressed. Although Ning Wenru saw that this new student’s arms weren’t very thick, he very easily carried up several suitcases along with Ning Wenru’s pole carrying that was placed in the corridor.

From the arms of the freshmen that were exposed, Ning Wenru could see that these were clearly refined muscles, not the kind of frightening thickness that came from eating protein powder in a gym, but muscles that had been trained in actual combat, full of explosive power yet looked lean.

Wait… This freshman carried up all his luggage?

Ning Wenru caught up to him and said: “Sorry, just now, because it was too heavy, I put it down half-way up the stairs to rest for a moment.”

“No problem,” the handsome guy said as he very easily carried all the luggage up the stairs. “I’ll help you, what floor?”

“This is the freshman’s luggage, he’s on the 8th floor, 810.” Ning Wenru answered, pointing at the freshman.

The handsome guy very easily went up to the fourth floor and handed two of the suitcases to Ning Wenru, saying: “I’m at 408, I won’t carry my luggage up to the 8th floor, can you watch it for me?”

Ning Wenru nodded as he took it, saying: “Okay.”

Watching the handsome freshman’s back as he went up the stairs, although his tone and expression were cold, Ning Wenru suddenly felt that he was incredibly manly. This overly perfect face and figure, this cold expression but helpful nature, it was like the strong bottom he wrote about had walked into reality. If he could, Ning Wenru would like him because the protagonist of his novel was exactly his type!

Just now, failing to get his phone number and photo, Ning Wenru felt a hint of regret.

However, wait, did the handsome new student say he was in which dormitory? It’s 408!

—408 is the dormitory Ning Wenru is staying in!

Heavens! This coincidence of fate, being able to be close to, even if he’s a straight man, can still admire him daily, Ning Wenru felt like mountains and fields of flowers bloomed in his heart, happiness overflowing on his face. He glanced at the counselor teacher beside him again and began to inquire, “Teacher, you’re personally bringing the new student? Who is he?”

The counselor teacher smiled, “He’s not a new student anymore, he’s someone who had to serve two years of compulsory military service halfway through his studies and returned to school. Just happens to be in your year. Wenru, I’ve arranged for him to stay in your dormitory. You’re good at your studies, and there’s an empty bed in your dormitory. Take care of him and help him get familiar with the basics at the same time.”

Ning Wenru agreed, humming a joyful song in his heart, pushing the handsome guy’s luggage to his own dormitory. Before, he thought he liked girls more, but it turned out to be because he hadn’t encountered a handsome guy who was so attractive that he wanted to come out of the closet!

Soon after, a handsome New Student arrived at Ning Wenru’s dormitory. The instructor left after giving some instructions. Ning Wenru arranged for the handsome New Student to stay in the bed opposite his own. While the handsome one started to organize his luggage, Ning Wenru began to inquire about the handsome New Student’s situation.

“I heard you’ve been in the military before, that’s so impressive, just now you were able to lift such heavy things,” Ning Wenru praised.

The handsome one looked to be in a good mood, his expression more relaxed than before, he said: “Mm-hmm, you can do it with some exercise.”

“Your arms look very robust, without much fat but seem very strong, may I ask if I can poke them to feel the sensation?” Ning Wenru asked a little shyly.

Then, Ning Wenru saw the handsome one nod his head, so he suppressed his excitement, extended one finger, and poked the handsome one’s biceps, poked again, then opened his palm and wrapped it around for a grab.

The muscles on the handsome one’s arms filled Ning Wenru’s palm, that hardness, that elasticity, that wonderful sensation, was something Ning Wenru had never experienced before. Although Ning Wenru himself also had arm muscles, he hadn’t exercised much, so they were all soft. Now with just a little feeling, having experienced it personally, Ning Wenru knew how he could describe this muscle-touching sensation in his pure love novel.

Although he wanted to feel more deeply, Ning Wenru’s actions didn’t dare to be too unrestrained; feeling it slightly was enough. He asked: “Your arm training is quite good. By the way, I haven’t asked for your honored name yet?”

“My modest name is Pang, Pang Zaiyuan.” After saying this, Pang Zaiyuan also asked: “We’re roommates, so there’s no need to be too polite. What do you call yourself?”

“Pang Zaiyuan? I call myself… Ning Wenru.” Before answering, Ning Wenru was stunned for a moment, then asked in astonishment: “Is it the same ‘Pang’ as ‘Long Zaiyuan’?”

Seeing Pang Zaiyuan nod, Ning Wenru, with difficulty, started to praise: “The Book of Changes says, ‘The initial nine, the hidden dragon must not be used, or rising in the depths… waiting quietly for an opportune time, flying dragon in the sky! Pang Zaiyuan is truly a good name.”

The corners of Pang Zaiyuan’s mouth rose slightly, and the look he gave Ning Wenru contained a bit more admiration. “Your name also suits your demeanor quite well, with a scholarly aura.”

Ning Wenru let out a dry laugh, feeling a surge of unworthiness within his heart.

The reason he could say this so quickly was because, as a third-rate danmei writer who was bad at coming up with names, whenever he wanted to set a name, he always had to look it up in dictionaries and various books.

During the strict crackdown period, naming was by no means simple. To avoid being invited for tea and unnecessary trouble, the names of novel characters should best not coincide with those of major politicians, other celebrities. So, for every name, Ning Wenru had Baidu’d to confirm there were no search results before daring to use it in his novel.

Moreover, Ning Wenru also hoped the names he came up with would have specific meanings. When he thought of Pang Zaiyuan, a name more meaningful than Pang Wenhuo, Pang Jianfeng, Long Aotian, Zhao Liangchen, and so on, Ning Wenru was pleased with himself for quite some time.

Such a meaningful name, of course, could only be matched to a character with a strong, enduring personality.

Thus, Pang Zaiyuan, this good name, had long been used by Ning Wenru in his danmei work as a strong, enduring bottom he liked.

But that isn’t the problem; if it were only these, Ning Wenru wouldn’t feel so uneasy now.

The real issue is that in the danmei novel Ning Wenru is currently writing, which is already 400,000 words long, he has already written in Pang Zaiyuan as a strong bottom and unreservedly engaged in various unspeakable acts. He has employed all sorts of methods to do so many times, and has even given out numerous reader rewards multiple times.

This is also not much of a problem.

The most important problem is, this article has not yet been written to completion! Apart from the ending chapter, there are still several promised reader benefits to write, including hot springs, beaches, small forests, laboratories, and so on. Therefore, Ning Wenru still needs to secretly continue typing under his roommates’ watchful eyes.

Although he has two years of successful experience hiding from his roommate while writing yaoi fiction, Ning Wenru, despite being full of confidence in his concealment skills, has set various passwords on his computer. However, before, he only needed to hide from one roommate! Moreover, when he sees Pang Zaiyuan’s back as he tidies up, an inexplicable sense of guilt still lingers in Ning Wenru’s heart.

But if I were to ditch writing like this, it wouldn’t be good. Moreover, it’s already 400,000 words almost at completion. If I suddenly change the protagonist CP’s name, readers probably won’t be able to accept it either. In fact, it’s just homonymous. Even if I continue typing, it probably won’t be seen… right?