Chapter 4 (1/2)

Chapter 4

Edited by: Planetes

Song Yuanxun re-installed the app, only because he did not want Zhao Han to use this account and mess around with Fang Zhaomu.

Just now, when Song Yuanxun had arrived upstairs and sat down behind Fang Zhaomu, he had received a message from Zhao Han with the account password for the app.

Zhao Han asked him how it went, if he had found his true self within.

“I’ve already deleted it.” Song Yuanxun replied him.

On his side, Zhao Han leapt up, sending Song Yuanxun a long voice message condemning him for wasting his membership fee. Then he continued, “Forget it. If you’re not using it, I’ll use it.”

At that time, Song Yuanxun was busy, and did not take it seriously. It was Fang Zhaomu’s sudden low words that attracted his attention.

It was not that Song Yuanxun was too perceptive, but it was because Fang Zhaomu’s tone was too similar to how he sounded last night. He even mentioned “work” and “mechanical engineer”, sounding a loud alarm within Song Yuanxun.

He picked up his phone and headed downstairs, re-installing the app. Logging in, he forced Zhao Han to be disconnected, then he opened the chat window. In one shot he read the entire record of Zhao Han’s and Fang Zhaomu’s messages, and thereafter he straight away changed the password.

An announcement appeared showing him that he had successfully changed his password, and within a few seconds, he received a call from Zhao Han. Sulkily he asked Song Yuanxun, “I was chatting halfway with Xiao Mu, why did you change your password?”

“If you want to chat with him, go register your own account. Don’t use this one.” Song Yuanxun said impatiently. He was irked when he recalled the messages. How was Zhao Han any different from a human-shaped poodle, not even letting go of someone whom his childhood buddy had spent quite some time chatting with on the dating app.

“Bro, this app matches people according to distance. I’m so far away, I won’t be able to match him at all. Quickly change the password back for me.” Zhao Han capitulated, speaking nicely to Song Yuanxun. “You don’t say, this Mu’s voice is pretty pleasant sounding.”

“When did you start liking guys?” Song Yuanxun asked him.

Since young, Zhao Han had countless girlfriends, but he had never had one of the same gender. Who would have thought this person’s sex life would get messier as he got older.

“We’re just casually chatting,” Zhao Han said.” Also, from his photo, he’s pretty good looking. Hey, didn’t you already delete it? Can’t I recycle it?”

“No,” Song Yuanxun said resolutely. “I said it already, if you want to use it, go set up your own account.”