Four Split Personalities

He took two deep breaths and redirected the topic: "I’ll drive over to pick you up this afternoon, okay?"

"Not okay." Motan answered lazily: "I don’t want to go with you."

"Why not?" Yidong asked: "You have something else to do?"

"Firstly, I want to play a game that can only be played at night." Motan said: "Secondly, as you have said it is an ’obscure’ get-together, which usually means it’s going to be troublesome. Even though I don’t mind trouble now, that doesn’t mean I won’t mind it then. You understand?"

Yidong paused for a moment, then said: "I get the latter part, considering your current mental state. However, about that game you mentioned, which can only be played at night...uh...bro, do you remember the proverb about the masts being turned into ashes..."

"If you dare to continue, I’ll find a few people to ’mast’ you tomorrow." Motan threatened: "I’m just playing a game that only supports sleep mode."

"Oh! That’s rare, tell me more about it later!" Yidong laughed and then sped up his speech: "I promise to get you home before midnight. Just consider it as me owing you one. The party is mostly strangers and I’m quite afraid of awkwardness. Having you there would at least give me someone to talk to. Let’s talk more when we meet this afternoon. Bye then!"

Doodoo Doodoo...

"This guy is getting more and more outrageous..." Motan shook his head as he listened to the disconnected tone on his phone: "He used to be such a simple and innocent kid~ Sigh, never mind."

Since Yidong had said ’I owe you one’, Motan decided to stop refusing. Moreover, he was not the idle type. Having a small social circle doesn’t mean he’s a recluse or introverted. He was not particularly resistant to attending a merrymaking event with a certain wealthy second-generation and it sounded like there would be a good meal.

However, since he decided to go, he needed to prepare.

"I think it’s better to go as I am now..." Motan murmured to his reflection in the mirror as he washed his face: "’An obscure get-together’ should be interesting."

Then, he deliberately introduced another personality of his, put on new clothes, and ran to the community for Christmas charity work.

...

In the afternoon, when Yidong drove his SSC-13—referred to as ’Original Sin’ by Motan—over, Motan had returned to his ’neutral in chaos’ character mode, boringly lounging on the sofa.

"Are you sure you’re not going to change your clothes?" Looking at Motan’s cheap suit that cost less than a hundred in total, Yidong asked: "I remember you have suits, right? It might be awkward if you dress like this, after all, we’re meeting those people for the first time and we have no idea what they are like."

Motan pointed toward his closet: "Hasn’t been worn for a long time, it’s musty."

"Then..." Yidong tentatively asked: "Should I get you..."

"If you plan on buying me a branded outfit that’s worth my several years of living expenses." Mortan lazily glanced at Yidong: "You might as well buy me a house first, get me a flashy car like yours and introduce me to a princess of the UAE, the kind whose father is in the late stages of cancer."

Of course, Yidong knew what Motan meant. Honestly, other than finding a princess with a late-stage cancer patient father, he could handle the rest. However, Yidong was certain that if he took these steps, Motan would undoubtedly publish all his information and photos on all worldwide gay matchmaking websites, and he would continuously update the contact information.

"Forget about what I just said~" Yidong sighed: "If you don’t need to get ready, let’s head off now."

...

An hour later, the two arrived at a top-tier hotel in the city and headed towards a private room marked [666].

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Chapter Six: End