Month: December 2024 (Page 1 of 5)

Chapter 80

       On Friday, Zhan Weiyang spent the whole afternoon waiting for Zhan Pengcheng to call him.

       Chen Youyou asked him if he wanted to have dinner together in the evening, but Zhan Weiyang refused, saying that his father would come to pick him up for dinner.

       When school was over, Zhan Pengcheng finally called Zhan Weiyang and said in a very anxious tone, “Dad has something to do now and can’t leave. You go home and wait for a while. If you are hungry, buy something to eat.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I’m not hungry.”

       Zhan Pengcheng seemed very busy and had no time to say more. He just said, “Then you go home and wait for Dad.” Then he hung up the phone.

       Zhan Weiyang went home by bus alone.

       When he returned home, he was still alone. He took his schoolbag to the room on the second floor first, sat next to the table and played with his mobile phone for a while. When he looked up at the window, he found that it was dark.

       The sky got dark earlier in winter, and there were no children playing outside in the community garden, which made it even more deserted.

       Zhan Weiyang glanced at the time and felt that Zhan Pengcheng should be coming to pick him up soon. He turned off the lights in his room and went downstairs to the first floor. He turned on the TV in the living room, settled into a corner of the sofa, and mindlessly flipped through channels with the remote.

       Half an hour later, Zhan Pengcheng called Zhan Weiyang to tell him that he could not make it back.

       Zhan Pengcheng was still very worried about Zhan Weiyang and kept telling him to go eat by himself, “If you don’t want to go out, you can order takeout. Remember to wear more clothes when you go out. It’s cold outside.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I know.”

       Zhan Pengcheng said again, “Be sure to eat! If Dad comes back early, I’ll bring you a midnight snack, got it?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Okay.”

       Then there was a noise on the other end of the phone, and Zhan Pengcheng had to hang up the phone.

       Zhan Weiyang, still squatting in the corner of the sofa, put down his phone, got up, jumped off the sofa, and walked into the kitchen.

       He didn’t want to order takeout anymore and wanted to find out if there were any instant noodles in the kitchen. He rummaged through the kitchen and actually found instant noodles.

       Standing there with the instant noodles and thinking for a while, Zhan Weiyang thought he could add a sausage, so he opened the refrigerator and found a bag of unopened sausage.

       When boiling water in a pot, Zhan Weiyang began to miss Pei Qing again. If Pei Qing were here at this time, they would definitely go out to eat together, and he wouldn’t have to cook instant noodles himself.

       Zhan Weiyang cooked instant noodles not very skillfully. He took the bowl to the living room, ate while watching TV, and went back to the kitchen to wash the bowl after eating. Then, he wiped the stove carefully with a rag like Auntie Luo, turned off the kitchen light, and left.

       When he video-chatted with Pei Qing in the evening, Zhan Weiyang said that he had instant noodles for dinner.

       Pei Qing was not at school today but went home. In his room, he sat next to the desk and asked, “Why are you so pitiful?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Dad originally said he would pick me up for dinner, but he had something else to do.”

       Pei Qing said, “Uncle is too busy.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, “I know, Dad works too hard.”

       Pei Qing said to him, “You haven’t seen my room yet.” After that, he turned the camera of his mobile phone around the room to show Zhan Weiyang his room.

       Zhan Weiyang lay on the bed and said, “When will you come back?”

       Pei Qing was silent for two seconds, smiled and said to him, “I will come back to see you when the Qingming Festival holiday comes, okay?”

       Zhan Weiyang began to calculate the time of Qingming Festival in his head.

       Pei Qing said, “You can also come over to play. I’ll call Uncle and ask him to take you to the airport, and I’ll pick you up at the airport.”

       Zhan Weiyang asked, “Is that okay?”

       Pei Qing said, “Of course, I’ll take you to my university to play, and we can also go to eat delicious food.”

       Speaking of delicious food, Zhan Weiyang felt hungry, and he said, “I want to eat delicious food.”

       When the two of them finished the video, Zhan Weiyang saw that it was almost time to go to bed.

       He got up from the bed, opened the door and looked outside. There was a light on in the corridor and another light on the entrance on the first floor, both of which he left for Zhan Pengcheng.

       It was quiet outside, and he didn’t know when Zhan Pengcheng would come back.

       Zhan Weiyang closed the door, went back to the bed and lay down, reaching out to turn off the table lamp on the bedside table.

       It was almost eleven o’clock at that time.

       Zhan Weiyang had just closed his eyes when he heard the sound of a car approaching from downstairs and stopping in front of his house.

       He opened his eyes, got out of bed in his pyjamas and walked to the window to look. Sure enough, he saw a car parked at the door. Then he saw the driver open the back door and help Zhan Pengcheng, who was almost unconscious, out of the car.

       “Dad!” Zhan Weiyang turned and ran outside.

       While still on the stairs, Zhan Weiyang heard the doorbell. He hurried downstairs, ran to the door, and opened it. He saw a familiar uncle standing outside, helping his father.

       The uncle noticed Zhan Weiyang’s presence and asked him, “Are you alone at home?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       The uncle frowned, seemed a little worried, and said, “Your father is drunk.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at Zhan Pengcheng and panicked.

       The uncle said, “Let me help you get him in first.” After that, he and Zhan Weiyang helped Zhan Pengcheng in. Fortunately, Zhan Pengcheng was not completely unconscious. When Zhan Weiyang held one of his shoulders, he still shouted indistinctly, “Yangyang?”

       “Dad!” Zhan Weiyang was angry that Zhan Pengcheng was so drunk.

       The two of them struggled to carry Zhan Pengcheng up to the second floor and his room.

       When helping Zhan Pengcheng fall on the bed, the uncle said to Zhan Weiyang, “He has to lie on his side, understand?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at the uncle nervously.

       The uncle said, “He has to lie on his side when he is drunk. You should pay attention to it at night, and it’s better to watch him.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded. He accompanied the uncle downstairs, waited for the other party to leave, locked the door, and hurried back to the second floor. He then went into Zhan Pengcheng’s room to see if he was lying on his side.

       Zhan Pengcheng was already asleep and began to snore, and his snoring was loud.

       Zhan Weiyang smelled the strong smell of alcohol in the room, frowned and walked back and forth a few steps beside the bed. Then he remembered that he and Pei Qing took care of the drunk Zhan Pengcheng last time, so he went to the bathroom and wrung out a hot towel.

       Back in the room, Zhan Weiyang wiped Zhan Pengcheng’s face. Noticing the unpleasant smell, he couldn’t help but wipe his neck and hands as well.

       He really couldn’t undress Zhan Pengcheng by himself. Fortunately, Zhan Pengcheng had taken off his coat when he entered the room. Zhan Weiyang could only help him take off his shoes and socks and pull up the quilt to cover him up to his neck.

       After doing this, Zhan Weiyang thought of what the uncle had just said, and he didn’t dare leave the room. He could only turn off the ceiling light, leave a small table lamp, and then squat by the bed to look at Zhan Pengcheng.

       “Dad,” Zhan Weiyang complained in a low voice, “you drink too much.”

       Zhan Pengcheng certainly wouldn’t answer. His eyes were tightly closed, his mouth was open, and he kept snoring.

       Zhan Weiyang thought he was too noisy, raised his hand and pinched his nose, heard the snoring stop briefly, and let go of his hand in fear.

       Zhan Pengcheng was still snoring.

       Zhan Weiyang rested his head on his arm, lay on the side of the bed, and said, “Don’t drink so much.” He was a little scared.

       After lying like this for a while, Zhan Weiyang felt sleepy. He thought he might fall asleep. If he fell asleep, he couldn’t watch Zhan Pengcheng to see if he was sleeping on his side. What should he do?

       Zhan Weiyang stood up, took out the phone in his pocket, and wanted to call Pei Qing. However, he looked at the time and found that it was already half past twelve. Pei Qing must be asleep at this time.

       He put the phone back silently and stared at Zhan Pengcheng on the bed. He suddenly thought of a way, opened the cabinet in the room, found two quilts, and sandwiched Zhan Pengcheng in the middle, one in front and one behind, so that he couldn’t turn over and could always sleep on his side.

       After doing this, Zhan Weiyang decided to observe before going to bed.

       He stared at Zhan Pengcheng for more than 20 minutes and found that he moved as if he wanted to turn over, but he didn’t turn over, so he maintained the original position.

       After that, Zhan Weiyang moved the quilt to clamp Zhan Pengcheng tighter, then he turned off the table lamp in the room, opened the door and planned to go back to sleep.

       He didn’t dare to close the door of Zhan Pengcheng’s room and left one light in the corridor. Before leaving, he leaned over to take another look and heard the sound of Zhan Pengcheng vomiting from the bed.

       Zhan Weiyang was stunned. He thought Zhan Pengcheng had vomited, so he quickly reached out, turned on the room’s light, and looked at the bed.

       Zhan Pengcheng, who was lying on his side on the bed, had blood around his mouth and on the pillow. He didn’t just vomit—he was vomiting blood.


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Chapter 51 – I can't hide my dragon egg anymore!

Chapter 51 – I can’t hide my dragon egg anymore!

Oh? The dragon egg’s mother has sent a letter?

 

Zhao Qi stretched out his hand impatiently, “Give it to me—”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised his hand to dodge, “In such a hurry?”

 

Xiao Shiqing was much taller than Zhao Qi, and he held the letter from He Changzhou high up, making it impossible for Zhao Qi to reach it. With so many people watching, he couldn’t just jump around like a monkey. Reluctantly, he called out, “Prime Minister…”

 

Although Zhao Qi didn’t say “brother,” his tone of complaint mixed with a hint of coquettishness was even harder to resist than calling him “brother.”

 

Xiao Shiqing leaned down, “What does His Majesty want to call me?”

 

“……” He knew he had to say “brother,” but look at all these people!

 

Zhao Qiao volunteered, “The answer is ‘Aiqing’—”

 

Zhao Qi shot him a cold glance, “You’ve already been silenced by the Anti-p0rnography Department. If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll slap your face crooked.”

 

Zhao Qiao covered his mouth and stared with wide eyes, feeling wronged.

 

“Aiqing?” Xiao Shiqing chuckled lightly, “His Majesty has never called me that before.” He leaned in and whispered in Zhao Qi’s ear, “Call me that, and I’ll give you the letter.”

 

As long as it’s not “Husband,” it doesn’t matter what you call him; “My Lord” is nothing special. He often addresses attractive ministers like that. Zhao Qi said with satisfaction, “Can you give this letter to me?”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised an eyebrow but remained silent.

 

Zhao Qi, with a tone he just used to address the “Prime Minister,” said, “My Lord—”

 

Xiao Shiqing seemed somewhat satisfied. Zhao Qi thought that now he would hand over the letter, but this person was really a dog. “General He is on the front lines and still remembers to write a letter to the Emperor. I’m very curious about what significant matters he mentioned. How about I read it to the Emperor?”

 

Since General He had important matters that shouldn’t be known by others, Zhao Qi was anxious when he thought about their complicated situation. “I can read it myself, no need to trouble you!”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s expression turned colder. “What if I insist on reading it?”

 

His cold demeanor made everyone present fall silent as if frozen. Zhao Qi stared at him, looking innocent, anxious, and bewildered.

 

Xiao Shiqing closed his eyes, unable to bear making Zhao Qi unhappy.

 

He shoved the letter into Zhao Qi’s arms. “Go ahead.”

 

Zhao Qi glanced at him quickly, took the letter, and said, “I’ll read it later.”

 

Xiao Shiqing: “…”

 

“Then I’ll be leaving first?”

 

Xiao Shiqing replied coldly, “The Emperor may do as he wishes.”

 

Fearing Xiao Shiqing would regret it, Zhao Qi hurriedly left with the letter. It was only at the door that he noticed Zhao Qiao had been following him the whole time. “Is there something else you need?”

 

Zhao Qiao smiled and said, “I’m just worried about General He’s safety, Your Majesty. Quickly see what he wrote in his letter.”

 

Zhao Qi turned his back and opened the letter.

 

General He’s handwriting was vigorous and wrote a lengthy message.

 

“Your Majesty, I’ve come to fight.”

 

I know.

 

“There isn’t much to fight; the Xixia army is just putting on a show and doesn’t dare to make a real move.”

 

Xiao Shiqing indeed predicted this correctly.

 

“I heard that the Emperor went on a southern tour. How have you been lately?”

 

Not good, not good at all. The dragon egg is causing distress.

 

“Since there’s no battle, the soldiers are quite idle. During the dark, windy nights, there were people engaging in improper conduct, which I caught red-handed.”

 

Why tell me this?

 

“Moreover, I also confiscated a few volumes of spring palace paintings from their camp, which were quite enlightening.”

 

???

 

“But Your Majesty need not worry. I haven’t let this delay important matters. Over this month, I have thoroughly surveyed the local terrain and even planned where to set up ambushes. If the Xixia dares to invade our territory again, I will make them regret coming into this world!”

 

Very good, the tone is finally normal.

 

“Your Majesty, since things are almost done, can I come back now?”

 

I’ll consider it.

 

“I have a premonition that the Prime Minister will find ways to prevent me from returning to Your Majesty’s side. Please don’t let him succeed. I ask Your Majesty to issue a secret order for me to return immediately to Your Majesty’s side. You can give the secret order to the Imperial Guards’ officer Shen Tai to deliver to me in Xizhou.”

 

General He actually wrote such things in the letter and isn’t afraid of Xiao Shiqing seeing it? Going to war seems to have made him dumb.

 

“One last thing, after being apart for several months, do you miss me?”

 

……

 

After reading the letter, Zhao Qi’s mood was somewhat mixed. He said, “Prepare the writing tools.”

 

Zhao Qiao asked, “Your Majesty, is General He well? How is the child in his womb?”

 

“Perfectly fine.”

 

Zhao Qiao said, “Your Majesty must be delighted! Since the Xixia war has eased, Your Majesty could let General He return to rest and wait until after the child is born.”

 

Zhao Qi picked up the pen and wrote the letter. “He should indeed come back.”

 

He should not bear the consequences of the trouble they caused alone; General He must also take responsibility.

 

Zhao Qi wrote an order for General He to return quickly and emphasized that he had very important matters to discuss.

 

After finishing the letter, Zhao Qi stamped it with his seal and handed it to Jiang Dehai. “Deliver this letter to Officer Shen Tai of the Imperial Guards and have him send it to Xizhou as quickly as possible.”

 

“Your servant will go immediately.”

 

As soon as Jiang Dehai left, Cheng Boyan arrived with some medicinal soup. “Your Majesty, please take this.”

 

Zhao Qi asked, “What is this?”

 

“Medicine for calming the fetus.”

 

Zhao Qi was speechless. “I seem to be here to deal with the dragon egg?”

 

Cheng Boyan advised, “Your Majesty, whether the dragon egg can be dealt with is still uncertain. Before that, you should protect the dragon egg in your womb; otherwise, if anything happens to the egg, it might affect you.”

 

Zhao Qi was persuaded and took the medicine, drinking it all.

 

The sky had completely darkened. Looking down from the boat, it was just a black expanse; dozens of boats slowly passed by, like scattered stars.

 

Xiao Shiqing stood at the bow, gazing into the distance with eyes as deep and dark as the river.

 

The Prime Minister was in a bad mood tonight, and everyone on the dragon boat was nervous, walking on thin ice.

 

Rong Tang approached but was stopped by the guards when he was still several steps away from Xiao Shiqing. Rong Tang stopped and said, “Prime Minister Xiao.”

 

Xiao Shiqing turned around and said, “Young Master Rong.” He raised his hand to signal the guards to step back.

 

Rong Tang approached and got straight to the point. “I received a secret letter from the Duke of Huai.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s expression remained unchanged, showing no surprise.

 

“He learned that I am accompanying the Emperor south and asked me to use the Emperor’s seal to forge a pass to get back to the capital so that he could leave the capital.”

 

Xiao Shiqing said, “Since that’s the case, why tell me? Why not find an opportunity by the Emperor’s side?”

 

Rong Tang replied calmly, “When did Prime Minister Xiao become so talkative?”

 

Xiao Shiqing said nonchalantly, “When I’m with talkative people, naturally, I talk more.”

 

Rong Tang pursed his lips in silence. He knew exactly who the talkative person was.

 

Xiao Shiqing changed the subject, “Was the secret letter received the day the Emperor took you out of the palace?”

 

Rong Tang frowned and asked, “Were you monitoring the Emperor?”

 

“No, I’m monitoring Xu Zijing.”

 

Rong Tang clearly didn’t believe it. “Since you received the message days ago, have you delayed taking action to wait for me to mention this matter, or to wait for me to retrieve the emperor’s seal?”

 

“I am not you, how would I know what you would do?”

 

“However, no matter what choice I make, the Prime Minister probably has corresponding countermeasures.”

 

Xiao Shiqing nodded and said, “If you follow the letter’s instructions, I will kill you directly. The writer of the letter disregards your life and death, so as long as you’re not foolish, you should know what to do.”

 

“Killing me…” Rong Tang chuckled softly, “Does the Prime Minister think the emperor would agree to that?”

 

“When have I ever needed his approval to do things?”

 

Rong Tang asked, “Are you hiding all of this from him?”

 

Xiao Shiqing didn’t answer.

 

“Others say that Prime Minister Xiao has changed his nature and become a loyal minister who assists the emperor wholeheartedly,” Rong Tang said coldly, “But you haven’t changed at all. You manipulate him unscrupulously, deciding what he can and cannot know— you have never truly regarded him as the emperor.”

 

“You’re right,” Xiao Shiqing said with a half-smile, “I’ve never regarded him as the emperor. So, what you and others want to do but dare not do, I can accomplish.”

 

Rong Tang’s chest tightened. He said slowly, “Aren’t you afraid he will hate you in the future?”

 

“That will be a matter between him and me,” Xiao Shiqing said, “When we reach Cangzhou, you should return home from the boat and never let him see you again in this lifetime.”

 

Three days later, the ship docked at Cangzhou. The morning dock was shrouded in a light mist, and the Cangzhou governor had been waiting with a group of local officials for some time. Zhao Qi looked from a distance and said to Rong Tang behind him, “Rong Tang, we’re at your home now.”

 

Rong Tang looked at the familiar yet strange scenery, his lashes trembling slightly. “Mm.”

 

Xiao Shiqing glanced at the two of them and said, “Cangzhou is slightly elevated and less affected by floods. We’ll stay here for two days and leave the day after tomorrow.”

 

Zhao Qi had no objections. The dragon egg in his belly was growing strong, and he didn’t have much time to waste.

 

The ship was unsteady when it docked, causing Zhao Qi to feel dizzy and nauseous again. Rong Tang reached out to help him but was preempted by Xiao Shiqing.

 

Rong Tang withdrew his hand and slowly tightened his grip.

 

Zhao Qi, held by Xiao Shiqing, said with lingering fear, “Phew, that was close.”

 

Xiao Shiqing asked, “Feeling uncomfortable again?”

 

Zhao Qi forced a smile, “Just a little uncomfortable.”

 

Xiao Shiqing was still concerned. “You should go to the temporary palace to rest. I’ll handle things here.”

 

Zhao Qi’s churning stomach didn’t allow him to refuse. “Alright, please inform the Prime Minister and the Cangzhou officials that I’m feeling unwell today and will hear their reports in a couple of days.”

 

The Cangzhou governor had provided his residence as the temporary palace for the emperor. The governor’s residence was one of the finest in the area, and since the governor had made careful preparations, it was relatively comfortable.

 

Zhao Qi had been on the boat for so long that he felt unaccustomed to land. Moreover, his severe morning sickness left him feeling deflated, and the energy he had managed to regain was once again drained.

 

After drinking a bowl of nourishing soup, Zhao Qi began to feel drowsy. Cheng Boyan checked his pulse and said, “Your Majesty, please rest assured. Both you and the dragon egg are fine.” After waiting for a long time without response, he looked up and found that the emperor had fallen asleep.

 

Jiang Dehai exchanged a look with Cheng Boyan, and the two of them quietly left.

 

“The emperor has never suffered like this before,” Jiang Dehai sighed. “This old servant feels heartache seeing it.”

 

Cheng Boyan comforted him, “Lord Jiang, morning sickness is unavoidable. It will get better after these few days.”

 

As they turned around, they suddenly noticed someone standing behind them, startling them greatly.

 

Rong Tang looked at them with a relatively calm expression. “What illness does the emperor actually suffer from?”

 

The two of them secretly sighed in relief. Cheng Boyan cautiously replied, “The emperor is suffering from a loss of appetite due to acclimatization issues. A few days of rest will suffice.”

 

Jiang Dehai said, “Young Master Rong, weren’t you supposed to return to Rong Mansion? How come…”

 

Rong Tang said, “I came to bid farewell to the emperor.”

 

“The emperor has just gone to sleep and we don’t know when he will wake up.”

 

Rong Tang said, “I just want to take a look at him and then leave.”

 

Jiang Dehai hesitated, “This…”

 

A weak voice came from inside the room. “Old Jiang, let Rong Tang in.”

 

“The emperor is awake.” Jiang Dehai opened the door. “Young Master Rong, please.”

 

Zhao Qi slept fitfully, waking at the slightest sound. Seeing Rong Tang approaching, he asked, “Rong Tang, are you leaving?”

 

Rong Tang’s nostrils twitched. Having spent almost a year steeped in medicinal herbs, he was particularly sensitive to their smell. The emperor was not drinking a digestive tonic but a nourishing supplement meant for recovering from major illnesses.

 

Rong Tang composed himself. “Rong Mansion is only three streets away from here.”

 

Zhao Qi nodded. “Then you should go quickly. I’ll just see you off here.”

 

Rong Tang gave a self-deprecating smile. “You think I want you to see me off just for that?”

 

Zhao Qi was taken aback, realizing that Rong Tang also needed to be seen to the door. “Wait a moment. I’ll change my clothes.” Zhao Qi struggled to sit up, his stomach churning again. He forced himself not to gag, though he couldn’t hide the discomfort on his face.

 

Rong Tang watched him impassively before suddenly grabbing Zhao Qi’s wrist.

 

Zhao Qi was momentarily stunned by Rong Tang’s actions, confused and helpless as he let Rong Tang hold his hand.

 

Suddenly, Rong Tang’s eyes widened in disbelief, as if he had seen the most bizarre thing in the world. “You…”

 

Zhao Qi realized Rong Tang’s intention and abruptly pulled back his hand, feeling guilty. “I’m fine. Don’t think too much about it.”

 

Rong Tang retreated to a chair, pressing his hand to his chest as his breathing grew more rapid, as though he was struggling to breathe.

 

“Rong Tang!” Zhao Qi got out of bed and ran barefoot to Rong Tang’s side. “Are you having an episode?! Someone, Cheng Boyan, come quickly!”

 

Jiang Dehai and Cheng Boyan rushed in urgently, seeing Rong Tang clutching the emperor’s hand tightly, his eyes filled with intense love and hatred that seemed almost to tear him apart. Then, Rong Tang made a muffled sound, and dark red blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

 

Zhao Qi exclaimed in horror, “Rong Tang, you’re coughing up blood… Cheng Boyan, why are you still standing there? Hurry and save him!”

 

Rong Tang’s eyes were bloodshot, and his pale lips were stained red, giving him a somewhat demonic beauty. He roughly pulled Zhao Qi away and, with a mouthful of blood, he chanted as if possessed by some dark force. “Who… is it?”


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Chapter 27

       Chu Yichen.

       Pure black.

       Both were the same person.

       And here he was, insisting he wasn’t gay, rejecting BDSM—yet now, he stood in this person’s room, willingly taking on the role of a sub.

       Embarrassment, awkwardness, and shame surged over him like a massive wave, pulling him under. Chu Yunhan felt as if his brain was filled with mush, pulverized to the point that he couldn’t think at all. He stood there stiffly like a block of wood; his face shifting between red and pale, unable to utter a single word.

       When he saw the other party walking towards him, Chu Yunhan jumped up like a frightened rabbit, quickly rushed out of the door, then closed the door tightly and held it with his back. This set of actions was a completely instinctive reaction, and it was done in one go. When he realised what he had done, he was so ashamed that he wanted to dig a crack in the ground and bury himself.

       After all, he was the Eldest Young Master of the Chu family. Even if he met him in a place like this, he should find an excuse to get by. He could say that he wanted to find someone to give it a try, or he could say that someone introduced him to have a look. Whether the other person believed it or not, at least he could maintain a little dignity. Even if he took a step back and admitted that he had this desire, what could happen? At least he should pretend to be nonchalant and say, “What a coincidence”, to hold up the scene.

       So what would it mean if he just turned and ran the moment they met?

       He pulled off his mask and leaned against the door with a look of despair. Why was he always so timid in front of Chu Yichen?

       This was even more embarrassing. How should it end?

       He was utterly humiliated—his shame might as well have launched him into outer space…

       The door behind him made a soft sound, and then he felt a little force on his back. This made Chu Yunhan, who was at a loss, even more panicked. He instinctively leaned his back hard and held the door tightly for fear that the other party would come out.

       He didn’t know how to face Chu Yichen; his heart was beating nervously, and his mind was filled with the words ‘what to do’. He felt like an adulterer caught in bed, naked and not knowing where to escape. Fortunately, the person inside became silent after the push, giving him time to calm down.

       After slowly calming down, Chu Yunhan raised his head with a frown and thought about what to do next.

       We couldn’t just keep in a stalemate inside and outside the door. There were only two options before him now, either to run away in despair or to go in and face Chu Yichen.

       He looked at the ceiling and sighed.

       In front of Chu Yichen, he seemed to have always been an escapist. Either he was on the way to escape, or he was racking his brains to think of how to escape, and even jumped from the building to escape. Now that he thought about it, it was a cowardly thing to do.

       He didn’t want to run away anymore.

       He won the bet, gained his freedom, and was in a position of equal dialogue with that person. What he should do now was to go in and find a reason to break off the so-called ‘relationship’ and then leave the place in a dignified manner.

       It took him a long time to finally make up his mind. With a heroic expression on his face, he turned around to open the door, only to find that the black card he had been holding in his hand was gone. Chu Yunhan cursed depressedly and raised his hand helplessly to knock.

       The door opened. The person who opened the door looked at him calmly.

       “I just…”

       “Come in and talk.”

       “Oh.” He walked in.

       The door closed again behind him. Chu Yunhan suddenly realised that he was being pressured again. Why should he come in obediently?

       “What do you want to drink?” Chu Yichen said, holding a white mug. “There are green tea and black tea here. I boiled some water while you were outside the door just now.”

       He pursed his lips in embarrassment and said, “I don’t want it.”

       The man made a cup of green tea. He put it on the small coffee table, and said, “If you are tired, sit down.”

       The only places to sit in the entire room were a single sofa and a large bed in the middle. Chu Yunhan knew very well why it was arranged like this. This was an in between training room, and subs were not qualified to sit. He didn’t move and said, “I… have something to say to you, and I will leave after I finish speaking.”

       Chu Yichen was also standing, leaning against the cabinet with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at him quietly.

       Under that gaze, he felt nervous for no reason, and his palms became sweaty unconsciously. He avoided looking at the other person, looked at the ground and said, “I was startled just now. You know, I’m a little… afraid of you.”

       The man’s eyelashes moved slightly, like the thin wings of an insect, drooping slightly.

       “This place was recommended by a friend. It’s my first time here, and I didn’t expect to see you, so… it was a bit awkward, and I kind of lost control for a second.” Chu Yunhan stole a glance at the man, who remained expressionless, he could only gritted his teeth and continued. “I’m not actually into this stuff; I was just curious to understand what people who play these games think. Now that I’ve seen it, well… it’s interesting, but it’s not for me. As for that form—I thought everyone had to fill it out, so I just wrote something random. I had no idea it would be used for matching. I came upstairs to explain, not knowing it was you…” He cleared his throat. “I’ve heard you’re pretty well-known here and have lots of people wanting to be your sub. I won’t be coming back, so… you can find someone else.”

       He had already planned these words outside the door. At this moment, he just came in to recite. After finishing speaking, he waited anxiously for the other party’s response.

       The room was unusually quiet, with only the slight sound of the clock on the wall moving. The prolonged silence made the atmosphere subtle and embarrassing, and Chu Yunhan finally couldn’t help but raise his head.

       Their gaze meet.

       The pair of dark eyes staring at him were like the deep and quiet night sky, with some dark light floating in them. His eyes trembled, and he secretly clenched his fists, forcing himself not to move away.

       Chu Yichen reached out and took out a rattan whip from the wall. He put it in his hand, stroked it slowly, and said, “A whip symbolizes authority, and kneeling represents submission. In BDSM, the person wielding the whip and the one enduring it both find fulfillment through their roles—that’s the essence of its existence. At the end of the day, it’s just a game. When the master sets down the whip and the slave stands up, they are simply equals, with no difference in status or worth.” He paused. “BDSM should be rooted in equality. Forcing you to submit to me as a sub was a mistake from the very beginning. I’ve regretted it ever since.”

       “You…” Chu Yunhan didn’t expect him to say such words and was completely stunned.

       The man walked over slowly, handed the whip in his hand to him, and said calmly, “If you want to settle old scores, I am willing to cooperate. In this room today, you can be the dominant one and treat me the way you like. ”

       Chu Yunhan took a step back in shock and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. He was speechless for a long time. It took him a long time before he could stifle a sentence, “Are you kidding? If I dare to hit you once, Hei Yu and Bai Xiao will still tear me apart alive”

       “No matter what you do to me, they won’t know.”

       “Don’t lie to me.”

       “I haven’t lie to you.”

       Chu Yunhan looked at Chu Yichen’s unshakable face and then at the whip in his hand, feeling a little irritated and depressed in his heart.

       What is this? Another trick? Some new way to toy with him?

       He gritted his teeth, grabbed the whip in his hand, and said coldly, “Now that I’m holding the whip, shouldn’t you kneel down?”

       As soon as he finished speaking, the man knelt down without any hesitation. Standard kneeling position, with his knees shoulder-width apart, hands behind his back, his upper body straightened, and looking up at him.

       Chu Yunhan was completely stunned.

       Chu Yichen knelt down.

       He knelt in front of him by himself.

       He was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he doubted his life. He wanted to slap himself twice to see if he was dreaming.

       So fvcking weird!

       Did he actually wake up this morning? Is the person kneeling in front of him really not a virtual image? Is it time for the end of the world? Chu Yichen…is there something wrong with his brain?

       He frowned and said slowly, “Are you serious?”

       “I have not lie to thee.” The man repeated, changing his title to an honorific.

       Seeing him like this, Chu Yunhan suddenly felt an inexplicable bitterness in his heart. He laughed dryly like a self-mockery and said, “Okay, let’s settle old scores.” After saying that, he raised his hand and whipped him.

       The whip was made of flexible and slender rattan. It was a whip specially designed for punishment. It was quite painful when the force was not strong. He had suffered it before and was extremely impressed by the burning and heartbreaking pain. At this moment, he whipped the whip from top to bottom, intending to hit the right chest, but due to his lack of experience and uncertainty, the tip of the whip hit the side of the neck heavily.

       Chu Yichen didn’t move, still kneeling upright without even blinking. Soon, a bright red mark appeared on the side of his neck, and the flesh bulged slightly. It was obvious that he had not controlled his strength well, and blood slowly began to ooze from the whip marks.

       In the previous training, although Chu Yunhan was forced, the man always controlled the force and intensity. Except for the time when he was forced to call ‘Master’, he was almost never injured. He had been whipped like this before, and even though his skin was not broken, it was so painful that he grimaced and couldn’t kneel. Now that it was bleeding, he could imagine how painful it must be. However, the man didn’t say a word, as if nothing had happened. He still looked at him calmly.

       “Doesn’t it hurt?” Chu Yunhan asked.

       “It does.”

       He gritted his teeth, “I will beat you until your skin is bruised.”

       “Okay.”

       Chu Yunhan held the whip tightly, his eyes resting on Chu Yichen’s injured neck. He didn’t know why, but he felt confused, irritable and anxious. Thinking of the humiliation and abuse he had suffered before, he tried to raise his hand and move the whip several times but could not do so. Finally, he threw the whip to the ground in frustration and said in frustration, “Okay, that’s enough. I don’t want to play anymore.”

       “You can think about it again. You only have this one chance to settle old scores.” The man was still kneeling.

       “Forget it, okay? I deserve it. I accept my fate, okay?” Chu Yunhan didn’t understand why he was angry. “Stand up, I’m so annoyed.”

       Chu Yichen stood up and said, “I thought you would at least order me to call you master.”

       “I’m not you and don’t have such a hobby.” He retorted angrily.

       The man smiled and said, “You voluntarily gave up the opportunity for revenge that I gave you and agreed not to pursue it any further. The dispute between us has come to an end, and you and I are back where we started. This is also what I hope. Now we can talk about the next relationship from a new perspective.”

       “What perspective?”

       “The perspective of Pure Black and Daylight.” Chu Yichen said slowly, “Putting aside our grievances and identities, I am the most suitable Dom for you.”


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Chapter 26

       He is actually…the Hurricane?

       Chu Yunhan gritted his teeth secretly. He still remembered that in the Chu family’s old house, this bastard and another helper blindfolded him and tied his hands. He cleaned him from inside to out and then packed him up and sent him to Chu Yichen’s bed.

       Looking back now, this man was very skillful in giving him an enema. He didn’t expect that he was one of the top doms in this club.

       Wait… why did he appear in the Chu family’s old house at that time?

       What is his relationship with Chu Yichen?

       Numerous thoughts appeared in Chu Yunhan’s head, and his eyes were fixed on each other with a hesitant expression. The man named Hurricane also looked at him—his gaze slowly sweeping from top to bottom. Although this man was leaning on the service desk, looking carefree, his eyes were as bright and sharp as the stars in the night. When the guy looked at him, it gave the illusion of being seen through. This feeling seemed familiar and reminded him of Chu Yichen.

       In just a short moment, Chu Yunhan was so nervous that a thin layer of sweat formed on his back, and he unconsciously touched his face with his hand.

       He wore a mask and had only one interaction with this man.

       Probably…can’t recognise him.

       Just when he was feeling uneasy, the man narrowed his eyes slightly and said lazily in his voice, “Newcomer?”

       Ben, who was kneeling beside him, said, “Master, he is Daylight. He is here for the first time today. I am the one who introduced him to the club.”

       Hurricane glanced at him, “A few days without a beating, and you’ve already forgotten how to kneel.” Ben froze, straightened his back immediately, looked up at his master, and whispered, “Master, I was wrong.”

       “Go get me a glass of wine.” The man ordered.

       “Understood.” Ben immediately stood up and went to get it.

       The man’s gaze swept past Chu Yunhan, landed on the information sheet in his hand, looked at it for a while, and said leisurely, “No actual penetration allowed, no one-to-many relationships, no oral, no body piercings, no wearing restraints daily… tsk, Mr. Daylight, your conditions are quite strict.”

       “Mr. Hurricane, it seems impolite to steal and peek at other people’s information.” He was afraid of being recognised, so he deliberately lowered his voice when speaking.

       Hurricane curved his lips and smiled, “This information will be displayed on the public electronic screen after submission. I just saw it a little earlier than others; isn’t accusing me of snatching and snooping a bit much?”

       Chu Yunhan frowned, “Like posting a marriage-seeking advertisement?”

       “Pretty much. However, once your information is posted, it means you agree to be chosen. If a dom decides to accept you, the relationship will be established immediately. Given the imbalance in numbers, it’s rare for a dom to accept conditions as strict as yours. Before submitting, I’d suggest you reconsider and make any necessary adjustments.”

       He pondered for a moment and said, “I won’t change.”

       “Okay then.” Hurricane handed the form to the waiter, took the wine glass from Ben who knelt down again, shook it lightly at him, with a deep smile in his eyes, “Welcome to the East Coast. Here, may meet someone who meets all your requirements.”

       “Thank you.” Chu Yunhan responded politely, greeted Ben and left the service desk. Ben didn’t answer. He just knelt in the standard posture and looked at his master quietly. From the moment Hurricane appeared, he entered the role of a slave. He had no right to talk to others before his master consented.

       Chu Yunhan also knew these rules. Chu Yichen had trained him in this way before.

       Couldn’t speak, couldn’t move, couldn’t be distracted.

       Only a world with the two of them remained.

       Everything Chu Yunhan endured as a sub before was forced. He never understood why someone would willingly kneel down to another person, surrender all their rights, and be dominated and restrained. But at this moment, when he looked at Ben’s focused and affectionate eyes, he seemed to understand a little bit.

       This kind of bond was filled with uncertainty. Everything that once belonged to you was entrusted to someone else, and all you experienced was determined by their whims. It was like walking on a high wire, where every step forward became unpredictable and perilous, full of variables.

       It was a kind of thrill.

       This kind of stimulation could easily make people addicted, crazy and surrender.

       Chu Yunhan sat alone in a corner, quietly looking at all kinds of people around him. In this club called ‘East Coast’, he began to think about the meaning of BDSM for the first time and began to recall what Chen Huan had said to him.

       —If people’s desires need an outlet, why can’t it be BDSM? It’s just a stimulant in a boring life. When both parties are consensual, it is just a way of interacting during sex and should not be criticised.

       —If you don’t know if you really need it, go take a look or give it a try. If you like it, do it; if you don’t, leave. It’s no big deal.

       —Before making a choice, you must first understand yourself. In addition to your heart, you should also listen to your body.

       Find someone and give it a try.

       He came here with this idea in mind. When Mr. Daylight’s information was displayed, it caused a burst of discussion. Most members scorned this newcomer with ‘extremely narrow standards’. Chu Yunhan also heard the two doms nearby talking about him.

       One said, “Ha, can’t use down there, and can’t use up top either. Are newbie subs so picky these days?”

       Another said, “Pure egoist, doesn’t think about the needs of the dom at all. I’m afraid that being his dom, one could only masturbate after satisfying him.”

       “Interesting, where does the confidence come from? Even if this type of person looks stunning, I have no interest in accepting one.”

       “I’m not interested either.”

       …

       Chu Yunhan took a sip of wine silently. He couldn’t convince himself to accept those more intense training methods. As for having sex, he tried it with a random man. Although the process was okay, after the sex, he would have a deep feeling of disgust. His whole self would feel empty, ashamed and regretful for what he had just done—it didn’t feel good. He thought that since this was a professional club, someone should be able to use techniques to make him reach climax without actually being penetrated, so he chose ‘No’ in this column.

       In nearly two hours, two people came over to chat with him, but both of them were subs. When they learned that he was Daylight, they all advised him to loosen up a bit and encouraged him to take the initiative to chat with the doms, so that it would be easier to find a partner. Chu Yunhan struggled internally but still didn’t dare to take the first step. Just when he was about to leave in despair, a burst of short music suddenly sounded in the venue. He turned to look, and the electronic screen displaying his personal information flickered. Then, the information page disappeared, and the word ‘Daylight’ flashed silver and was placed behind another name.

       Pure black.

       Almost simultaneously, everyone in the venue was stunned for a moment, and then there was an uproar.

       “Pure Black has appeared.” A female dom held her slave’s hand and smiled, “It’s really interesting to take in a newcomer who is difficult to maintain.”

       “It seems like he hasn’t been here for over half a year.” The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa played with the hair of the slave girl in his arms and said, “Now those subs are going to start to get jealous again.”

       “Where is Pure Black?” Many subs began to look around in the venue.

       “Why would he accept such a person as a slave? He had a really strange taste.” An ownerless sub complained angrily.

       “It’s really strange. He didn’t like those subs who had no taboos before, but now he actually chooses such a bland one.”

       “Maybe the appearance suits his taste. Isn’t it said that he likes beautiful men with brown hair and fair skin?” The young man with a baby face kicked the male slave in the harness with the toe of his shoe and said, “Kneel. You want to be whipped again, don’t you?”

       The charming woman sitting with her legs crossed beside her shook the glass in her hand and asked, “Where is the newcomer named Daylight? Let me see what he looks like.”

       At this moment, the newcomer who was suddenly thrust into the limelight was standing there in shock, somewhat at a loss. A waiter in white clothes and black trousers slowly walked up to him and stood in front of him. He handed him a black secondary card and said with a smile, “Mr. Daylight, Mr. Pure Black invites you to go to his room alone.”

       In front of everyone, Chu Yunhan suddenly had the illusion of being at a proposal scene. He took the card, held up his mask awkwardly, and walked out of the venue.

       After swiping the black card, the elevator automatically rose and stopped on the fourth floor. A long corridor runs through the front door. Four neatly arranged doors on the left and right sides, plus the two doors at the ends of both sides of the corridor—a total of ten rooms.

       When accompanying him into the elevator just now, the waiter said that Pure Black room was at the far right. Chu Yunhan slowly walked toward the door, feeling anxious and confused. He didn’t know what kind of person the other party was and kept wondering why the other party would choose him. After all, he was a newcomer, which came with such troublesome conditions.

       It was a short journey and took five minutes, which could be considered a slow pace.

       Chu Yunhan looked at the golden C on the door and hesitated for a while before making up his mind to swipe the card and open the door.

       The sight before him left him a little stunned. This was a fully functional adjustment room, similar to the basement of the old house. The decoration style, based on black and white, gave the whole room a hard and cold texture. The neatly arranged various tools and props show the rigorous and meticulous personality of the owner.

       The door closed behind him with a slight sound.

       Chu Yunhan swallowed.

       A strange place, dangerous and cold tools, and person he had never met.

       He instinctively felt nervous, but this nervousness was also mixed with a little bit of inexplicable excitement and restlessness. It was as if the hanging whips had stirred up some tiny changes in his body, making it difficult to control.

       It shouldn’t be like this.

       He bit his lip, and his uncertain gaze finally landed on the window.

       The curtains were not closed, and the night was as deep as the sea outside. A man stood by the window with his back to him.

       When Chu Yunhan took a closer look at the back figure, he felt as if he had been hit by lightning. His whole body froze, and he could not react. He could only stay in place with a pale face.

       The man in a black Tang suit with dark patterns turned around, with a pair of black eyes like a deep pool reflecting the moon, looking at him and slowly speaking, “Bai Zhou1Daylight… It seems to sound better than Ah Zhou.”


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Chapter 79

       Even after talking to Pei Qing for such a long time, there was no way for Zhan Weiguang to let go of this matter completely. He just didn’t have the means to deal with it and could only do nothing for the time being.

       On the sixth day of the Chinese New Year, Zhan Xiusong also planned to go home with his parents.

       Because Auntie Luo had no time to go home during the Chinese New Year, she would go back to her hometown for a two-week vacation after the Chinese New Year, which was agreed every year.

       Once Auntie Luo left, there was no one to take care of Grandma at home, so Zhan Heming and his wife took Grandma back with them and sent her back when Auntie Luo came back after the Chinese New Year.

       In this way, the house suddenly became deserted.

       Zhan Pengcheng was busy outside every day, leaving only Zhan Weiguang and Zhan Weiyang. The two brothers couldn’t cook. Fortunately, the restaurants outside were open at this time. The two either went to restaurants or ordered takeout and stayed in their respective rooms every day to watch TV series and play games.

       Zhan Weiyang started school earlier than Zhan Weiguang.

       After the start of the school term, he went out to buy steamed buns at the school gate for breakfast and ate lunch and dinner in the school cafeteria. No one needed to worry about his three meals a day.

       After Zhan Weiguang went to school, no matter how late it was every day, Zhan Pengcheng would go home to sleep. If he came back early, he could chat with Zhan Weiyang and ask him if he was happy in school.

       As for whether he was happy, Zhan Weiyang hadn’t been very happy ever since Pei Qing left. But with the new school term starting and being able to see Chen Youyou, things were tolerable for him.

       After Chen Youyou knew that Zhan Weiyang had dinner in the school cafeteria every night, he also accompanied Zhan Weiyang to eat at school every day. Sometimes the two of them would hang out outside after dinner before taking the bus home.

       Sometimes they were dissatisfied with the cafeteria food. When they arrived at the cafeteria, they’d peek into the window, exchange a knowing glance, and then turn around in unison to leave, heading outside the school to find good food.

       “If this goes on, I will get fat,” Chen Youyou said while eating roasted pork belly.

       The two of them had been eating barbecue for two nights.

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t say anything; he just took a spoon and stirred the bibimbap in front of him.

       Chen Youyou put the roasted pork belly into the plate in front of him.

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Thank you.”

       Chen Youyou asked him, “Why are you so listless?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Nothing.”

       The second semester of the second year of high school started, and they clearly felt that the course schedule was more intense than before. This semester, they had to finish all the courses in the second year and the courses in the third year of high school.

       Zhan Weiyang was somewhat better off; he hadn’t even taken his final exams last semester, and the teachers, understanding his special circumstances, didn’t place much emphasis on his academic performance. Chen Youyou, on the other hand, was in a different situation. He had always done well academically and was aiming to get into a good university through the college entrance exams.

       But after entering the university, he had to live on campus. At that time, he would live in a dormitory with a group of strangers, and his daily contact would be very frequent. He could foresee how he would be laughed at at that time.

       He didn’t know why he suddenly thought of this. Chen Youyou, who was eating very happily, suddenly lost his appetite.

       He looked up at Zhan Weiyang and said, “I just thought, i-if I were a mute, it might be, better.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him in surprise, “Why?”

       Chen Youyou poked the barbecue sauce in the small dish with chopsticks, “I just, don’t have, to talk.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “But you usually talk so much.” Chen Youyou’s stuttering still couldn’t stop Chen his desire to speak.

       Chen Youyou rolled his eyes at him, “That’s only with you, or you, can consider, going to the same, university as me?”

       Zhan Weiyang asked, “Is it okay?”

       Chen Youyou said, “I don’t know, ask your Dad, to go and find out.”

       Zhan Weiyang picked up the spoon and bit it, looking puzzled. Then he suddenly asked, “Are you going to C University?”

       Chen Youyou was stunned, “I haven’t, decided yet.” He had several universities that interested him, but it was too early to decide which one to apply for.

       C University was the school where Pei Qing studied. Zhan Weiyang thought that if Pei Qing could not come again, he could go to the city where his aunt and her family lived to study, and then he could be with Pei Qing again.

       But this day was still a bit far away, and he still had to wait for more than a year to graduate from high school.

       Zhan Weiyang and Chen Youyou each had their own little worries. After finishing their barbecue meal, both of them, full and satisfied, said goodbye at the bus stop and got on different buses to head home.

       When he returned home, the three-story building was empty, and there was no one.

       After Zhan Weiyang went in, he turned on the light first and then locked the door. He had to make sure that it was locked and not locked from behind, and then he dragged his schoolbag up the stairs to the second floor.

       He had returned to his room to rest. Auntie Luo had cleaned the room next door, and all the sheets and quilts had been changed. The closet was also empty, and not a single piece of clothing was left. There was no trace of Pei Qing’s life there.

       Zhan Weiyang stayed in his room and finished his unfinished homework. Without Pei Qing to tutor him, his mind was often in a mess, and he didn’t know what he had written. He didn’t take his pyjamas to take a shower until he finished his homework.

       After taking a shower, Zhan Weiyang returned to his room and video-chatted with Pei Qing on his mobile phone.

       Pei Qing had been very busy recently.

       As soon as the video was connected, Zhan Weiyang saw that the picture over there was very messy, and the camera kept shaking. It took a while for it to stabilise, and he saw Pei Qing appear in the camera.

       Pei Qing smiled, “Yangyang.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked carefully at the camera over there. Pei Qing’s background was black, and he looked like he was outdoors. He was wearing a dark down jacket and a baseball cap on his head.

       “Outside?” Zhan Weiyang asked in a low voice.

       Pei Qing said, “Yeah, I came out for a midnight snack with a few classmates.”

       Zhan Weiyang heard the sound of people laughing over there. It sounded like there were men and women, and it was very lively.

       “Having a midnight snack…” Zhan Weiyang envied the atmosphere over there with Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing said, “Yes, what did you eat tonight?”

       Zhan Weiyang answered him, “I ate barbecue.”

       “Barbecue again? Didn’t you eat barbecue last night?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Chen Youyou want to eat barbecue.”

       Pei Qing looked at him and said, “You eat barbecue every day; show me if you have gained weight.”

       Zhan Weiyang asked, “How can I show you?”

       Pei Qing said, “Pull up your clothes so I can see your belly.”

       Zhan Weiyang really stood up on the bed and pulled up the hem of his pyjamas all the way over his chest. With his other hand, he held the phone camera far away, pointed it at his belly, and asked, “Can you see it?”

       His belly was white and flat, and you couldn’t tell that he had eaten a lot at night.

       “Yeah,” Pei Qing said, “I see.”

       Zhan Weiyang asked him, “Have you gained weight?”

       Pei Qing said, “Can you pinch and grab any fat?”

       Zhan Weiyang pinched it himself and said, “I can pinch it a little.”

       Pei Qing said, “That means you have gained weight. Don’t eat barbecue tomorrow. You can exercise after dinner.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Okay.”

       At this time, Zhan Weiyang heard someone calling him from Pei Qing’s side.

       Pei Qing raised his head and replied, “I’ll come right over.” Then he looked at Zhan Weiyang and said, “Rest early today. I have something else to do. I’ll chat with you tomorrow night.”

       Zhan Weiyang said ‘Oh’ a little disappointedly.

       Pei Qing whispered, “Yangyang, be good. Wait a little longer, and it will be fine soon.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, “I’ll wait for you, no matter how long it takes.”

       They ended the video, and Zhan Weiyang lay on the bed, put his phone on his chest, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

       After more than half an hour, Zhan Pengcheng came back from outside.

       Zhan Pengcheng came back quite early today. He didn’t go back to his room but came directly to Zhan Weiyang’s room to sit with him for a while.

       Hearing that Zhan Weiyang had eaten barbecue for two consecutive days, Zhan Pengcheng said, “Don’t eat barbecue. Eating too much of it is not good for your health.”

       Zhan Weiyang whispered, “Dad, drinking every day is not good for your health.”

       Zhan Pengcheng said, “Dad has no choice. He has to socialise.” After that, he said to Zhan Weiyang, “Tomorrow, change the food you eat with Youyou.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       Zhan Pengcheng asked him again, “Is the money enough?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Enough.”

       Zhan Pengcheng reached out and touched his head, “If it’s not enough, tell Dad.”

       Zhan Weiyang lay on the bed and looked at him, saying,”Okay.”

       Zhan Pengcheng got up from the bed but did not leave immediately. He just put his hands behind his back and looked down at Zhan Weiyang, saying, “It’s almost time. Auntie Luo will be back next week. When Auntie Luo comes back, we will go to pick up Grandma, and then Yangyang needs to go home for dinner. Do you understand?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I understand.”

       Zhan Pengcheng walked outside, and when he reached the door, he remembered something and looked back at Zhan Weiyang, “If Dad has no plans on Friday, he will take you to dinner. I will call you on Friday afternoon.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.


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Chapter 50 – I have always been very attached to my brother.

Chapter 50 – I have always been very attached to my brother.

Zhao Qi and the others left the Spring Breeze Pavilion and merged into the crowd.

 

Zhao Qiao led the way at the front. Given the title “King of Troubles,” he was so pleased he could hardly contain himself, practically floating as he walked.

 

Rong Tang walked side by side with Zhao Qi. Despite his aloof demeanor, he still attracted the attention of many men and women. “Is the king’s title a serious matter? Is the emperor serious?”

 

Watching Zhao Qiao walk with a swagger, Zhao Qi couldn’t help but laugh. “Of course, it’s serious.”

 

“Even so, the title should be drafted by the Ministry of Rites.”

 

“Trust me, no word suits him better than ‘Trouble’.”

 

“…As long as the emperor is happy.”

 

“Brother,” Zhao Qiao said, “there’s an opera house ahead. The lead performer is a famous actor in the capital, and I’ve heard many noblemen fight over him. Shall we take a look?”

 

“No,” Zhao Qi’s attention was caught by a snack stall on the street. “I want to eat candied hawthorns.”

 

Xiao Jinzi said, “Young Master, we shouldn’t eat random street food.”

 

Zhao Qi ignored Xiao Jinzi’s words. “I’ll buy two skewers. You wait here.”

 

Xiao Jinzi quickly followed him. “Young Master, wait for me—”

 

Zhao Qiao and Rong Tang were left behind. Not long ago, Zhao Qiao had tried to drug Rong Tang, but Rong Tang ended up taking the drug himself, causing Zhao Qiao to get a “beating.” Because of this, Zhao Qiao didn’t have a good impression of his brother’s male pet and took the opportunity to be sarcastic.

 

“The emperor brings Young Master Rong whenever he leaves the palace. It seems Young Master Rong holds some importance in his heart.”

 

Rong Tang, focused on Zhao Qi picking out candied hawthorns not far away, seemed not to hear him.

 

Zhao Qiao sighed theatrically. “Well, with his favorite not around, he can only bring the former favorite along.”

 

Rong Tang finally reacted a little. “What do you mean?”

 

Zhao Qiao gloated, “It means the emperor has someone he likes more now. Take care of yourself.”

 

Zhao Qiao waited for Rong Tang to ask who the person was, but Rong Tang only said indifferently, “Oh.”

 

Dissatisfied with Rong Tang’s reaction, Zhao Qiao continued, “The emperor really likes him. He even gave him very, very precious tonic.”

 

Rong Tang’s eyes flickered. “Tonic…”

 

“That’s right!”

 

Rong Tang suddenly thought of something and asked urgently, “If someone without feelings for the emperor takes the tonic, who will they see?”

 

Zhao Qiao was puzzled. “They won’t see the wrong person. Whoever is around is who they’ll see.”

 

Rong Tang’s breath caught, and his fingers hidden in his sleeves trembled uncontrollably. Zhao Qi’s past words echoed in his mind—

 

“All of this has nothing to do with romance. It comes from my guilt towards you.”

 

“I’m sure I don’t have those feelings for you.”

 

“My intention is to think of one person.”

 

 

Despite being in a bustling street, he couldn’t hear any noise; the people around him became mere shadows, with only that faint yellow figure being real.

 

He didn’t know how long had passed when the pain in his shoulder brought him back to reality—a passerby in plain clothes had bumped into him.

 

“What are you daydreaming about,” Zhao Qiao said. “You didn’t even notice getting bumped?”

 

Rong Tang looked at the note slipped into his hand, his eyes dark and unclear.

 

Zhao Qi returned with a skewer of candied hawthorns. Seeing Rong Tang’s expression, he asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

 

Rong Tang calmed himself. “Nothing, just a bit tired.”

 

“Then let’s go back to the palace. It’s about time.”

 

Rong Tang asked, “Are the candied hawthorns good?”

 

Zhao Qi licked one. “A bit sour.”

 

Rong Tang looked at the young man before him, feeling a sourness in his heart. “Next time, get something sweet.”

 

At the street corner, the man in plain clothes who had bumped into Rong Tang watched them leave and then turned into a teahouse where Xu Zijing had been waiting.

 

“Sir, the letter has been delivered.”

 

Xu Zijing nodded slightly. “Good, thank you for your hard work.”

 

“Sir, will Young Master Rong really help the prince?”

 

“The prince and Young Master Rong have known each other for years and have a deep bond. It’s worth a try.”

 

Although the man was worried, he couldn’t think of any other way. “I didn’t agree with the prince coming to the capital in the first place—it’s like walking into a lion’s den! Now Xiao Shiqing is using the prince’s remaining poison as an excuse to keep him in the capital. The generals in the northern territory have bad tempers and are clamoring to bring troops to the capital to rescue the prince…”

 

“Absolutely not!” Xu Zijing said. “You must leave the capital immediately and return to the northern territory. Don’t let them act rashly. It’s far from the time to raise an army. If there’s any unrest in the north, the prince’s life will be in danger!”

 

The man was unwilling. “Are we just going to watch the prince fall into the hands of the foolish emperor and treacherous minister?”

 

Xu Zijing stroked his beard. “Xiao Shiqing is cautious. As long as we maintain the status quo, he won’t harm the prince. Give me some more time, and I’ll find a way to bring the prince back.”

 

On the way back, Rong Tang didn’t say much. Zhao Qi was preoccupied with his own troubles and didn’t pay much attention to him.

 

The carriage stopped directly at the gate of Yonghua Palace. Zhao Qi said, “I’ll go in first.”

 

Rong Tang called out to him, “Your Majesty.”

 

“What’s the matter?”

 

Rong Tang had a thousand words in his eyes but only said, “Rest early.”

 

Each day grew hotter, and Zhao Qi’s “illness” not only didn’t improve but worsened.

 

“Ugh—” Zhao Qi vomited until he was dizzy and almost fainted, all thanks to the “Little He Changzhou” in his stomach.

 

Xiao Jinzi handed him a handkerchief. “How long will this go on? It’s only been a few days, and Your Majesty’s chin is already sharp.”

 

Cheng Boyan said, “Morning sickness is unavoidable. Your Majesty, please endure. It’ll be better in a month.”

 

Zhao Qi wiped his mouth and lay on the bed like a stranded fish, too tired to speak.

 

Jiang Dehai came in to report, “Your Majesty, the prime minister is here.”

 

Xiao Shiqing walked to the bedside, looking at the weak emperor. Zhao Qi managed a smile. “Brother is here.”

 

Xiao Shiqing narrowed his eyes and said coldly, “Cheng Boyan.”

 

“Yes, my lord.”

 

“Didn’t you say that as long as the emperor rests well, he would recover? Is this what you call recovery?” Xiao Shiqing bent down and touched Zhao Qi’s cheek.

 

Cheng Boyan was terrified. “This…”

 

“Prime Minister, it’s not the physician’s fault,” Zhao Qi said weakly. “Don’t blame him.”

 

Xiao Shiqing waved his hand, and Cheng Boyan and Xiao Jinzi exchanged a glance before bowing and leaving. Xiao Shiqing sat by the bed. “You shouldn’t go on the southern tour. Stay in the palace and recover.”

 

Zhao Qi blurted out, “No.”

 

“In your current state, how can you go?”

 

“I can go,” Zhao Qi struggled to sit up, his hand inadvertently landing on Xiao Shiqing’s leg. “I’m sick because I’ve been cooped up in the palace too long. If you don’t let me out, my condition will only worsen.”

 

Xiao Shiqing grabbed his wrist. “You really want to go?”

 

Zhao Qi nodded. “I can’t let you go alone. I can’t be separated from you.”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised an eyebrow and smiled. “Why so clingy all of a sudden?”

 

Zhao Qi, feeling guilty, said, “I’ve always been like this.”

 

Xiao Shiqing indeed didn’t feel comfortable leaving the little emperor where he couldn’t see him. “Then get well soon,” Xiao Shiqing said, letting go of Zhao Qi’s hand and gently patting his abdomen. “Eat more and gain some weight.”

 

The casual movement made Zhao Qi’s abdomen instinctively tighten. “…Hmm.”

 

Zhao Qi was terrified that Xiao Shiqing would really leave him in the palace. He tried to overcome his nausea by eating more, forcing himself to eat and vomit, eat again, and eventually managed to gain a bit of weight.

 

The day before the southern inspection, Zhao Qi had lunch with Empress Dowager Wen. The Empress Dowager disliked the humid and hot climate of Huai Shui and had no intention of joining them. She advised Zhao Qi, “Qi’er, Huai Shui is full of miasma and mosquitoes. If you have nothing to do, just stay on the dragon boat or at the temporary palace. Leave the inspection of the disaster to the officials.”

 

Zhao Qi agreed, “Mother, you should also take care of your health. With the weather so hot, if you can’t stand it, you can go to Xuchun Garden to escape the heat.”

 

The Empress Dowager waved her hand, “I’m old now and too lazy to go anywhere. Speaking of Xuchun Garden, I just remembered someone.”

 

“Mother, are you referring to Sister Jiayan?”

 

The Empress Dowager nodded, “With the King of Zhao Nan about to leave the capital, Jiayan’s marriage to him has not yet been settled.”

 

A few days ago, Li Chisu had come to the palace to bid farewell. Zhao Qi was still ill, and it was Xiao Shiqing who saw him and approved his request to return to his fief.

 

Zhao Qi didn’t care much, “If there isn’t one, then there isn’t. Li Chisu is not suitable for Jiayan. Let him return and marry a girl from Nanzhou.”

 

The Empress Dowager glared at him, “You’re already learning to manage state affairs, but you still have such a big heart. In my opinion, we should do as we did with Huai Wang, find a reason to keep Li Chisu in the capital. Otherwise, just thinking about the thousands of elite troops in Nanzhou makes me lose my appetite.”

 

“Don’t worry, Mother. The Prime Minister said, ‘If urgent, bring them together; if slow, separate them.’ This means if Zhao Tong and Li Chisu are pressed too hard, Nanzhou and the Northern Borders might form an alliance to oppose the court. Conversely, if one side is allowed to relax, they will quietly watch the outcome and will not interfere in court or the other party’s affairs.”

 

The Empress Dowager was skeptical, “Did the Prime Minister really say this to you?”

 

“Yes,” Zhao Qi replied, “Otherwise, would it be me saying it? Mother, do you think I would come up with something like this?”

 

The Empress Dowager said, “That’s true. Fine, we’ll follow the Prime Minister’s advice.”

 

In July, Zhao Qi began his first southern inspection. The dragon boat, although not exactly as he imagined, was still exquisitely carved and very grand, more than twice the size of other boats.

 

For this southern inspection, Xiao Shiqing had brought along a group of trusted officials, while Zhao Qi brought only Zhao Qiao and Rong Tang, aside from his personal attendants.

 

The dragon boat sailed down the river, much faster than traveling by land, and had left the capital before sunset.

 

In the evening, with the heat dissipating considerably, Zhao Qi stepped out of the boat and enjoyed the breeze on the deck. The river wind was cool and refreshing.

 

Accompanying him, Zhao Qiao looked at the shimmering river surface and suddenly began to chuckle.

 

Zhao Qi looked disdainful, “What are you laughing about so vulgarly?”

 

Zhao Qiao laughed, “Has Your Majesty ever tried having fun with a beauty on the boat?”

 

Zhao Qi: “…”

 

A low laugh came from behind, “Does Young Master Zhao mean that the boat sways on the river while one has fun inside?” Xiao Shiqing approached them, “Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qiao exclaimed in surprise, “I didn’t expect the Prime Minister to be like-minded!”

 

Zhao Qi was a bit surprised, “Has the Prime Minister tried it?”

 

“No,” Xiao Shiqing paused, “Does Your Majesty want to try?”

 

Zhao Qi firmly denied, “Absolutely not!”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s lips curled up, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

 

“Then Your Majesty and the Prime Minister can take the opportunity to try it,” Zhao Qiao said mischievously, “It will save a lot of effort.”

 

Xiao Shiqing, intrigued, asked, “Why would it save effort?”

 

“Hahaha, Prime Minister, aren’t you pretending not to know!”

 

Zhao Qi realized that whenever straight men gathered, while dirty jokes might be delayed, they would never be absent.

 

Xiao Shiqing asked, “Your Majesty, are you thinking about something?”

 

Zhao Qi said seriously, “I’m thinking of establishing a special department called the ‘Anti-Vulgarity Department,’ specifically to crack down on people who speak filthy language. What do you think, Prime Minister?”

 

Xiao Shiqing: “…”

 

Zhao Qiao thought Zhao Qi was serious and risked offering advice, “Your Majesty, is this really necessary? Aren’t those who paint erotic pictures even worse?!”

 

Zhao Qi contemplated, “Then I can set up another department to address this issue… called the ‘General Administration of Broadcasting and Television.’”

 

A palace servant approached with an urgent dispatch, “Your Majesty, Prime Minister, this is an urgent report from Xizhou.”

 

Xiao Shiqing took a look and said, “The Western Xia has withdrawn its troops.”

 

“That’s great news,” Zhao Qi said excitedly, “Much faster than I imagined.”

 

Zhao Qiao, remembering the pregnant soldier on the battlefield, asked, “Then General He can return to court now, right?”

 

“Hmm? This is…” Xiao Shiqing pulled out an envelope from the documents, his eyes narrowing slightly, “A letter from He Changzhou to the Emperor.”


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Chapter 25

       The autumn wind brought some chillness. Chu Yunhan got off the Mercedes-Benz, and pulled the collar of his windbreaker. He raised his head and frowned as he looked at the humble little bar in front of him.

       This place was very different from what he had imagined in his mind.

       The remote location was tolerable, but the narrow entrance and shabby decor made it look like just another run-down bar frequented by street thugs. For the distinguished Eldest Young Master of the Chu family, stepping into a place like this was… downright humiliating. If this was what so-called high-end clubs looked like, then how refined could the circles of those so-called elite truly be?

       Chu Yunhan somewhat regretted coming here in the first place and regretted even more that he had actually made contact with the person from the invitation card. But since they had already arranged to meet, backing out now would be too rude. He resolved to keep the conversation brief, then find an excuse to leave, avoiding too much entanglement with that person.

       He raised his hand and looked at his watch—it was half past six. He exhaled and pushed open the wooden door of the bar.

       The wind chimes hanging on the lintel make an ethereal sound. The bar was neat and clean, with soft lighting and an old vinyl record on the gramophone. A young and fair bartender was carefully wiping the wine glass. He looked up at him and continued working.

       Chu Yunhan looked around, and there was only one person sitting at the bar, with his back to him, writing something.

       He walked over, considered it for a moment, and asked, “Sorry, are you Ben?”

       The man turned around. He was in his early thirties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and having a handsome face. Wearing loose casual clothes, Chu Yunhan recognised the brand, and it was not cheap. The man smiled at him, made a gesture to sit down, and said, “I’m Ben. Hello, Mr. Zhou Han.”

       Chu Yunhan sat down next to him, and his attention was drawn to his notebook spread out on the bar. He couldn’t help but look at it a few more times.

       “Because I came early and this job is a bit rushed, so… I’m sorry.”

       “Is this a design drawing?”

       “Well, I’m a designer doing architectural design.” The man put away his notebook and pen and asked, “What do you want to drink? Charlie’s c0cktails are very good, especially the Blazing Blues.”

       “Okay, I want Blazing Blues.” Chu Yunhan smiled. He had always been a little nervous because he didn’t know who Ben was and was afraid of meeting someone strange or difficult to communicate with. Now, he knew the other person’s occupation and could also tell the other person’s taste from his clothes and pens. From his point of view, he could tell that Ben was a middle-class man of education and refinement, which put his mind at ease.

       Soon, the bartender placed a glass of blue wine in front of him. Chu Yunhan took a sip, and the slightly sweet fruity taste overflowed in his mouth. Then an unexpected spicy wine taste appeared on his tongue, with burning heat and sweetness mixed together and flowed down his throat. He couldn’t help but choke.

       Ben laughed, “Slow down. This wine is a bit strong.”

       “It’s a bit…” He took another sip, this time letting the wine release all the flavours in his mouth, and commented pertinently, “It tastes good.” Then he put the glass down and said, “The club you mentioned before. Is this right here?”

       The man did not answer his question but took out a white card and three pieces of paper from his bag and handed them to him. “Your membership application has been approved. This is your membership card. But before entering the club, you must read these rules and sign your name.”

       Chu Yunhan took the documents. The first was the ‘Membership Rules’, detailing members’ rights and obligations. Membership was tiered: the darker the colour of the membership card, the higher the level, allowing access to more activities. The highest-tier members could even participate in club decisions. Those with a white membership card held the lowest rank. After reading through the rules, he understood why this circle remained so secretive. Members were required to keep all club matters and member information confidential. The second document was a personal safety waiver. The third listed the equipment, rooms, and activity schedules available in the club. Higher-tier members enjoyed better privileges, while low-tier members like him had no private rooms and could only use public areas.

       He glanced at the article in the rule that ‘I promise that the identity information submitted to the club is true and valid’, pursed his lips, and scrawled the word ‘Zhou Han’ in the signature column. The identity certificate he submitted before was fake, and the ID card was also forged by someone. Since the other party failed to find out after a week and allowed him to pass the review, he could continue to be ‘Zhou Han’.

       Ben put away the signed documents and said, “If you’re ready, let’s go.”

       “Where to go?” he asked.

       The man glanced upstairs and said, “Take out your membership card. You can’t use the elevator without it.”

 

       Only when Chu Yunhan stepped onto the second floor did he realise how shallow he was. The small bar was just a front, and the upstairs part was the real ‘club’.

       The second floor was the locker room, filled with small single rooms. He found a stack of masks inside. There were many different colours and decorations, but they were all half-face styles, which only covered the upper half of the face, leaving the eyes, mouth and chin exposed. He randomly picked a simple white mask, put it on, and walked out. After waiting for a while, Ben came out of the other room. Chu Yunhan was surprised when he saw his appearance.

       Ben was clad only in a pair of black boxer briefs and a black collar around his neck. He had a good figure with well-proportioned muscles. There was a black nipple nail on one side of his chest, and some tattoo lines were faintly exposed on his waist and abdomen.

       “Doesn’t it look good?” Seeing him standing stunned, the man smiled and said, “My master will also come today. He doesn’t like me wearing a lot of clothes.”

       Only then did Chu Yunhan realise that he was also a sub. He coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment and said, “It looks good.”

       “Let’s go.” Ben took him into the elevator again.

       The long corridor on the third floor was paved with thick carpets, and some oil paintings were hung on the walls on both sides. They were all imitations of world-famous paintings, which were not interesting. At the end of the corridor were two closed dark brown doors. The waiter at the door swiped their membership cards and opened the door for them.

       Under the high-hanging crystal lamp, a magnificent banquet hall appeared in front. There were many people in the venue, men and women, standing or sitting, laughing, chatting and drinking—it was very lively. Some were dressed plainly, and some were dressed extravagantly. Some were dressed like future warriors, some wore Chinese clothes, and some wore military uniforms and riding boots. It was like a cosplay. Some wore as little as Ben, and most of them were kneeling next to their masters. These people were subs, or… slaves.

       Chu Yunhan observed everything in silence. This place was entirely beyond his expectations, both surprising and intriguing him. It was like being in a primitive jungle, where all the norms of civilised society were stripped away, leaving only raw sex and desire as the foundation. Pairings were formed, choices were made, and interactions took on a primal opposition. In this game, the animalistic instincts within were magnified, with desire reigning supreme.

       “Don’t keep staring at other people’s slaves.” Ben whispered in his ear.

       He said ‘Oh’ and immediately looked away from a kneeling blond man. He stopped at the three huge electronic displays hanging in front of the venue and asked, “What are those?”

       “Now, what is displayed above is a list of relationships between dom and sub. No one uses their real names here, so the nouns you see are code names. The front row is the dom code name, and the back is their sub code name. Do you remember what you put in the code field on the application form?”

       “…‘Daylight.’” Chu Yunhan felt a bit of regret over his hasty choice. When he’d looked up and seen the sky lightening, he’d simply written down the first word that came to mind. In hindsight, he should have gone for something like ‘Knight’ or ‘Hero’. He glanced over the list and asked, “Why do some doms have so many subs listed after their names?”

       “Because they have a one-to-many relationship. In BDSM, everything is directed by the dom, from setting up the scene to choosing activities. They need to master techniques with whips and other tools, be sensitive to the sub’s state, control the pace, and decide whether to intensify or continue. There are relatively few skilled doms, and they are very popular, so there will be situations where one dom accepts multiple subs.”

       “There are also some doms that don’t even have a sub.”

       “Well, the relationship between a dom and a sub is not static. Sometimes, the relationship will be terminated, and the dom will have a window period. At this time, it is easier to take advantage of it.” Ben said with a smile, “My master accepted me during the window period, and when there were many subs, he didn’t even look at me.”

       Chu Yunhan quickly found Ben’s name in the form and said, “Your master’s name is ‘Hurricane’? He also has other subs.”

       “Well.” The man’s smile became a little helpless when he said this, “Master has had up to six slaves at the same time. He is the most outstanding dom here and the director of this club. The fact that he…can like me, I’m very satisfied.”

       Chu Yunhan could tell that Ben seemed to have a bit of thing for this ‘Hurricane’ guy, but something else puzzled him.

       Since Hurricane was the supervisor and the best dom, why was he only ranked second?

       Seeing him looking at the screen with confusion, Ben said, “This table is ranked according to the dom membership level. Mr. Pure Black, ranked first, had not been here for a long time, so the sub column behind him had been left empty. I heard that Pure Black is also the boss here and is very popular. He prefers subs with brown hair and fair skin, and many people even go out of their way to dye their hair. However, I only heard that I joined the club late. I’ve never met him in person, so I don’t know much about him.” He seemed to remember something and said, “I almost forgot. You can fill in the information, making it easier to find the right dom.”

       Chu Yunhan followed him to the service counter, requested a form and pen from the attendant, and began to fill it out. The form meticulously listed every detail—whether he consented to a one-to-many relationship, allowed kissing, agreed to intercourse, preferred positions, and which types of tools he was willing to use. Blushing fiercely as he filled it out, he quickly handed it to the attendant once finished, only for it to be snatched away by a hand that appeared out of nowhere.

       He turned around and saw the somewhat familiar face and was startled. When he remembered who this person was, his heart suddenly trembled.

       Why is this guy here? He is…

       Before he could think about it, he heard Ben’s voice next to him.

       “Master.”


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Chapter 62 – Turning and Running

Chapter 62: Turning and Running

 

As Su Muluo was deeply immersed in memories, he felt a force controlling him, forcefully prying open the memories he had previously sealed… The events of thousands of years ago surged back, causing him to tremble all over from the pain as if his brain was about to explode, compelled to accept the suddenly flooding memories.

 

However, when a gentle female voice from the memories echoed in his ear, it was as if the power of Heavenly Law was instantly blocked out. All the memories receded, and his mind became clear once more. Su Muluo abruptly opened his eyes.

 

Heavenly Law had forcibly unsealed all the seals he had placed on himself thousands of years ago—except for the last one.

 

That last seal was like an indestructible lock, even blocking the power of Heavenly Law.

 

Returning to reality, Su Muluo found himself protected by a barrier, while his dragon was still engaged in a battle with a golden dragon.

 

The golden dragon was Fu Sha, the dragon clan leader from thousands of years ago. Su Muluo didn’t know how he had escaped the thunderstorm of that time, but he saw his demonic power surge several times over, majestic and unstoppable. In contrast, the black dragon was wrapped in black mist and was clearly at a disadvantage.

 

Seeing the black mist continuously emanating from the black dragon, Su Muluo’s heart skipped a beat.

 

The state of his dragon… was not right.

 

On the other side, the golden dragon seized the moment and suddenly clawed at the black dragon’s reverse scale beneath its neck. At that moment, a clear and melodious phoenix cry rang out. White feathers cut through the sky, and with the force of thunder, they instantly severed the golden dragon’s claws!

 

The golden dragon roared in pain and quickly retreated. But soon, its severed claws grew back.

 

It transformed back into its human form, looking at Su Muluo in the sky with a surprised expression on its face.

 

“You actually withstood that kind of power,” Fu Sha frowned and said, “It’s a pity I couldn’t deal with you.”

 

He knew Su Muluo had many seals on him, and unsealing them would restore some of his power and memories. However, unsealing was also when Su Muluo was at his weakest. If one took advantage of that time, they might be able to kill this phoenix and seize its Nirvana power.

 

Thinking of this, Fu Sha’s eyes showed a hint of unwillingness.

 

Heavenly Law couldn’t interfere too much with the world, so the help it could provide was limited. The earlier moment had been his best chance to eliminate Su Muluo, but it was thwarted by the black dragon. Just as he was about to use the power of Heavenly Law to deal with the black dragon, Su Muluo came to its rescue!

 

It had been like this thousands of years ago, and it was still like this now. As long as these two were together, they would ruin his plans!

 

While Fu Sha was angry, Su Muluo ignored him and looked at the black dragon beside him.

 

For some reason, the black dragon had not returned to its original form, and the black mist had not dissipated. Seeing the phoenix’s gaze, it lowered its head and gently nuzzled against him.

 

Its dark golden eyes held a tender smile, probably trying to reassure its phoenix that it was fine.

 

Su Muluo felt slightly relieved and then looked at Fu Sha, asking, “How did you survive back then?”

 

Mentioning this, Fu Sha’s lips curved into a cold, self-satisfied smile.

 

“It’s simple; I owe it all to this black dragon,” he said. “The power contained in its dragon bones was too strong, so I borrowed that power and, when my clan was completely unprepared… I killed them.”

 

Su Muluo and the black dragon’s expressions changed drastically upon hearing this. Fu Sha, on the other hand, seemed pleased with their reaction and continued nonchalantly, “After all, they were going to die under the heavenly thunder anyway. I might as well act first and spare them some suffering.”

 

“…” Su Muluo’s gaze turned icy, his tone laced with frost, “You are not fit to be their clan leader.”

 

“Fit or not, I am the strongest in the dragon clan. If I don’t become the clan leader, who else could?” Fu Sha replied. “And clearly, Heavenly Law also approves of this method. So, when the heavenly thunder struck, and I stood amidst the bones of my clan, the thunder didn’t strike me… Hahaha!”

 

Afterward, Fu Sha survived. But soon, he discovered an inerasable miasma on him, which seemed to be the resentment and hatred of his clan, tormenting him relentlessly. To remove this miasma, he had to sleep for thousands of years—until several decades ago, when the miasma finally dissipated, and he finally woke up.

 

However, he didn’t see it as his retribution. Compared to surviving, what was a few thousand years of sleep?

 

“By the way, Phoenix, do you know about the records among the human cultivators that dragons and phoenixes are irreconcilable enemies?” Fu Sha said. “That was also my doing.”

 

“After I found that you and that black dragon had disappeared, I went to the human realm and destroyed all the pavilions and temples built for your phoenix clan. So, from that time on, they believed that dragons and phoenixes were incompatible. Hahahaha!”

 

Su Muluo: “…”

 

If Su Muluo had thought that Fu Sha was insane for killing his own kin, hearing this second half of the sentence made him wonder if this person was mentally unstable.

 

“Do as you wish,” Su Muluo said, “but our matter must be settled today.”

 

As soon as the words left his mouth, a phoenix, pure white and indescribably beautiful, appeared in the sky.

 

This phoenix had feathers as long and exquisite as jade carvings, with its magnificent tail feathers adorned with tiny golden sparks. Its eyes were as clear and transparent as the most precious rubies, and its entire body was enveloped in a stunningly beautiful pale white glow—a beauty so breathtaking that even the heavens would bow to it.

 

The Black Dragon’s gaze froze. Not just him, but even Fu Sha’s expression stiffened. However, when the phoenix, accompanied by thunder and storm, charged toward him, he quickly reacted and transformed into a golden dragon to counter it.

 

The battle in the sky did not affect the people below who were still fighting the demons, because Su Muluo and Long Ling had intentionally set up a barrier to prevent them from seeing the scene above or being affected by the aftermath of their battle.

 

But soon, a sudden change occurred. The people and demons fighting below felt the earth shaking continuously. The deep mountains within a hundred miles seemed to be struck by a giant, groaning under the immense pressure.

 

Fan Huai steadied his swaying body and strained to look up—there was a huge barrier in the sky, but now, that barrier was covered with fine cracks and was splitting apart at an alarming speed.

 

Fan Huai’s heart sank. Could it be that Mr. Su was struggling against that golden dragon?!

 

Where was Lord Long Ling?

 

As Fan Huai was deeply worried, Su Muluo, inside the barrier, had transformed back into his human form, his face full of astonishment.

 

The reason the barrier was shaking was not because they were at a disadvantage against Fu Sha, as Fan Huai thought, but because his dragon’s demonic power had suddenly surged, directly defeating Fu Sha.

 

The Black Dragon emitted a menacing black flame, pinning the golden dragon beneath its claws. The raging black flames spread uncontrollably, and at that moment, its eyes turned from dark gold to blood red, the color of blood.

 

The fierce black flames nearly consumed the entire sky. Su Muluo’s pupils constricted, and a terrible premonition surged in his heart. He said, “Long Ling—!”

 

Before he could finish, the Black Dragon lowered its head and bit down on the golden dragon’s neck!

 

The golden dragon roared in agony, its entire body writhing in an attempt to break free from the Black Dragon’s grasp, but it was pierced through the abdomen by the Black Dragon’s claws, pinned firmly against the stone wall.

 

Blood splattered everywhere, and large chunks of scales fell off. The golden dragon’s cries were increasingly heart-wrenching, and its only movable tail thrashed violently, shattering rocks and causing the ground to collapse… but it was all in vain.

 

The golden dragon was torn apart by the Black Dragon, its neck bitten off, and after enduring a prolonged period of mournful screams… it died.

 

Su Muluo watched all this unfold, his heart sinking further.

 

He had no intention of stopping Long Ling, because Fu Sha had once taken Long Ling’s spine, nearly killing him, and had killed all his kin—this golden dragon had brought its fate upon itself.

 

However, Long Ling’s state was deeply unsettling, especially those blood-red eyes and the overwhelming aura of killing intent—just like when he had gone mad thousands of years ago.

 

At this moment, still in his dragon form, Long Ling dealt with the golden dragon, letting out a sigh as blood dripped from his chin, staining his pitch-black scales.

 

His blood-red eyes were cold as he turned directly toward Su Muluo, fixing a relentless gaze on him.

 

Su Muluo looked into the eyes of his dragon without fear. He gently extended his hand and said, “Long Ling, come here.”

 

He remembered that Long Ling had shown similar signs of madness some time ago, but his dragon had managed to temporarily alleviate the madness by sealing away memories… So why was he falling into madness again now?

 

Was it because of the battle with the golden dragon? The golden dragon had heavenly power, which might have harmed his dragon?

 

Su Muluo was filled with worry but maintained a gentle expression as he said, “Can you come back to me?”

 

Though he had regained some memories, he still couldn’t recall the most crucial part. He only remembered that when Long Ling went mad thousands of years ago, he didn’t attack him. At that time, Su Muluo had confined himself with Long Ling to protect his dragon.

 

Now, he intended to do the same—at least calm his dragon down first… then break the final seal.

 

No matter what, he had to protect his dragon.

 

With his resolve firm, Su Muluo watched as the Black Dragon, after staring at him for a moment from a distance, suddenly flicked its tail—

 

And ran away.

 

Su Muluo: “…”

 

Su Muluo: “???”


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Chapter 78

       After Zhan Weiguang laughed, he calmed down again and looked at Zhan Weiyang in silence.

       Zhan Weiyang was concentrating on fiddling with his new phone as if he were completely immersed in another world.

       Zhan Weiguang and Zhan Weiyang were brothers, and they grew up together. To this day, Zhan Weiguang still remembered many details of the day when Zhan Weiyang fell into the water, even the ripples on the water’s surface caused by the sunlight coming in from the skylight of the swimming pool.

       He used to think that if he hadn’t argued with the boy who accidentally kicked him that day, his father would not have ignored Zhan Weiyang to pull them apart, and Zhan Weiyang would not have drowned.

       Zhan Weiguang wondered what Zhan Weiyang would be like if he hadn’t almost drowned. He figured that Weiyang probably wouldn’t be much like him—he’d likely be more cheerful, more radiant, and more likeable. Perhaps they could have become decent brothers, not too close, but able to play basketball and video games together, sharing some of their thoughts and secrets.

       Zhan Weiguang watched Zhan Weiyang grow up little by little. He thought he knew Zhan Weiyang well enough, and he didn’t even need to talk to him. He saw everything about Zhan Weiyang, and he could guess his reaction when Zhan Weiyang spoke.

       But today, Zhan Weiguang found for the first time that he still didn’t know Zhan Weiyang well enough. He didn’t know what Zhan Weiyang was thinking.

       He always thought that one day, when they were older and after their grandmother and father had passed away, his mentally underdeveloped brother would have no one else to rely on but him. He never considered shirking that responsibility. In fact, he even thought that if his future girlfriend couldn’t accept his brother’s presence, he would still stand by him. It just didn’t occur to him that he wasn’t even in Zhan Weiyang’s plans for the future.

       Zhan Weiguang looked at Zhan Weiyang for a long time, and suddenly he couldn’t control his emotions, and tears came out all of a sudden. He hadn’t shed tears for many years. The last time he cried in his memory was when his parents divorced and his mother left home with luggage. He stood in front of the window and looked at his mother’s back. At that time, he shed tears silently, and raised his hand and wiped them away quickly.

       But now, Zhan Weiguang didn’t know why he was crying. The emotion came so suddenly that it brought him back to many past experiences in an instant, the swimming pool on the afternoon when Zhan Weiyang drowned, the morning when his mother left with the box, and then he saw Zhan Weiyang holding someone else’s hand with a blurred face for a long time, leaving him with an unclear back.

       Zhan Weiyang had already installed WeChat to log in to his account. He wanted to video chat with Pei Qing, but Zhan Weiguang was still in his room.

       He couldn’t ask Zhan Weiguang to leave directly and wanted to find a more tactful sentence to let him leave by himself, so he raised his head and looked at Zhan Weiguang carefully. Then, he found that Zhan Weiguang was crying.

       Zhan Weiyang was a little dumbfounded. He seemed to have never seen Zhan Weiguang cry. He was so surprised at this moment that he didn’t even notice that the phone in his hand fell on the bed.

       He thought about it and thought that Zhan Weiguang was probably crying because he had just said that he should live next door and not at home. He really didn’t expect Zhan Weiguang to be so sad.

       So he stood up, took the tissue on the bedside table, walked around the bed to Zhan Weiguang, squatted down and handed him the tissue.

       Zhan Weiguang felt that it was really stupid to cry in front of Zhan Weiyang. He took a tissue, turned his head and wiped his face hard.

       Zhan Weiyang squatted beside him, was silent for a while, and said, “If you really want to live here.”

       “What?” His words sounded a bit incoherent to Zhan Weiguang.

       Zhan Weiyang’s tone was very unwilling, “If you really want to live in my house, then live there, but you can’t be mean to me.”

       Zhan Weiguang’s eyes were still red, but he couldn’t help but feel amused and said, “Who wants to live in your house?”

       Zhan Weiyang breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Yes, you should get married soon.”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “I don’t even have a girlfriend. Who do you want me to marry?”

       Zhan Weiyang urged him, “Then find a girlfriend quickly.”

       Zhan Weiguang smiled and said nothing.

       Zhan Weiyang said again, “And if you are in a relationship, you won’t always want to break us up.” He said the last sentence in a low voice.

       Zhan Weiguang looked at him and asked, “Do you still think there is no problem with you being with Pei Qing?”

       “What’s the problem?” Zhan Weiyang asked him.

       Zhan Weiguang said, “You are too young, and some things are too beautiful in imagination.”

       Unexpectedly, Zhan Weiyang nodded, “I will be eighteen in a few months.”

       Zhan Weiguang didn’t know what to say. He could have said to Zhan Weiyang, have you ever thought about what you would do if Pei Qing didn’t like you one day or couldn’t stand the pressure to get married? But he suddenly couldn’t say these words. He couldn’t think of the meaning of these words. He had never thought that Zhan Weiyang would fall in love with a healthy and normal girl and get married. If that day came, wouldn’t Zhan Weiyang still be alone?

       Was it really appropriate to stop Zhan Weiyang from falling in love just because of fear of possible harm?

       Zhan Weiguang was in an extremely complicated mood. He couldn’t help but imagine that if Pei Qing was serious about Zhan Weiyang and they got together, with Pei Qing’s ability and skills, the life he could give Zhan Weiyang might be something that he, his blood brother, couldn’t give. The future that Zhan Weiyang imagined sounded too beautiful.

       What should and shouldn’t be done?

       Zhan Weiguang raised his hand and covered his face.

       Zhan Weiyang was a little worried about him. He raised his hand and retracted it. He then stretched out only one finger, poked his arm, and asked, “Are you okay?”

       Zhan Weiguang replied to Zhan Weiyang, “I don’t know.”

       Zhan Weiyang felt that Zhan Weiguang was very inexplicable. He squatted beside him, was silent for a while, and asked again, “Are you okay?”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “Is there something on your mind?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “If you are fine, I want to sleep for a while.”

       “I’m fine,” Zhan Weiguang said. He stood up and said to Zhan Weiyang, “You can sleep if you want to, I’ll go out first.”

       Zhan Weiyang also stood up and followed Zhan Weiguang to the door. After watching him leave, he quickly shut the door, then, still uneasy, locked it. Only then did he return to his bed, lie down, and pick up his phone to video call Pei Qing.

       When Zhan Weiguang returned to the room, Zhan Xiusong was still playing games.

       He glanced at Zhan Weiguang and asked, “Coming?”

       “No,” Zhan Weiguang rejected him coldly. Then he walked to his bedside and lay down against the headboard.

       He hesitated for a long time and sent a message to Pei Qing, “Can we talk again when we are free?”

       Pei Qing replied after a while, “Sure, later.”

       It was not until the evening that Zhan Weiguang and Pei Qing had another phone call.

       Because Zhan Xiusong was in his room, Zhan Weiguang put on his coat and took his mobile phone to the second-floor balcony to call Pei Qing.

       Zhan Weiguang’s mind was in a mess. He was also a freshman who had just entered college. He felt that he could not handle such a complicated situation, but he did not dare to tell Zhan Pengcheng.

       If Pei Qing were not the person involved in this matter, perhaps Zhan Weiguang would take the initiative to seek Pei Qing’s help and let Pei Qing tell him what to do.

       The two talked on the phone for more than an hour.

       Zhan Weiguang’s hands and feet were cold from standing outside. He put on the hood of his down jacket and squatted in the corner of the balcony to avoid the wind, but his face was still hurt by the cold wind.

       He repeatedly warned Pei Qing not to touch Zhan Weiyang.

       Pei Qing asked him, “What do you mean by touching?”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “You know what I mean.”

       Pei Qing said, “Eighteen years old is not allowed?”

       Zhan Weiguang was a little angry, “You know his intelligence is not up to the level of eighteen years old.”

       Pei Qing asked, “Then when can it be allowed?”

       Zhan Weiguang was going crazy. Why on earth was he discussing when some guy might sleep with his brother? He pulled the hood of his down jacket down hard, almost covering his eyes, and finally said with gritted teeth, “Wait until the day when my father and I agree.”

       Pei Qing was not angry but said calmly, “Oh? Does it mean that you and Uncle will agree one day?”

       Zhan Weiguang was stunned by his question and said, “I don’t think my father will.”

       Pei Qing was silent for a while, “I understand.”


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Chapter 24

       Qian Xiaoke really was a good person.

       Not just a good person but also a good man.

       He sat up in bed and turned to look at Jiang Tongyan, who was lying there, staring blankly at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

       What joy is there in life, and what sorrow is there in death?

       This phrase was written all over Jiang Tongyan’s face.

       “Chairman Jiang,” Qian Xiaoke patted him gently through the quilt, “Take your time; some things can’t be rushed.”

       Jiang Tongyan really didn’t want to listen to him, so he pulled the quilt over his head.

       What a pitiful sight.

       As a man, he couldn’t get hard, which was really one of the most pitiful things in the world.

       Qian Xiaoke was not a heartless person, and he also shared some responsibility for this. Seeing Jiang Tongyan abandoning himself like this, he couldn’t bear it.

       “Chairman Jiang, don’t be like this.” Qian Xiaoke turned over and lay on top of Jiang Tongyan through the quilt. “Really, trust me. Your illness is probably just caused by too much stress. Relax, and you’ll be fine.”

       Qian Xiaoke suddenly had an idea and slapped Jiang Tongyan.

       He slapped Jiang Tongyan so hard that he almost killed him.

       “I had an idea!” Qian Xiaoke said excitedly, “I had an idea of how to make you relax!”

       Jiang Tongyan peeked out from under the quilt and asked in a muffled voice, “What?”

       “Next time I touch you, I’ll tell you a joke.” Qian Xiaoke said, “You will naturally relax when you smile.”

       Jiang Tongyan knew that he should not have any expectations of this kid.

       “Are you just going to tell jokes like the one about swatting flies?” Jiang Tongyan’s right eyelid twitched. “Why don’t you just drop dead? I’d feel more relaxed if you were gone.”

       “…That won’t work.” Qian Xiaoke said, “I haven’t lived enough.”

       Jiang Tongyan sneered, looked at him, and then suddenly realised that this kid was actually lying on top of him comfortably at this moment.

       How to say it… If it weren’t for the rather awkward predicament they were both in right now, this might have been a heartwarming moment.

       But the problem was, there was no if.

       Qian Xiaoke said thoughtfully, “If you don’t like that joke, I’ll watch some more and find other ones for you. Don’t be so grumpy all the time. I think your inability to get hard might have something to do with your bad temper.”

       “Cut it out,” Jiang Tongyan said, “It’s all your fault.”

       “Part of it,” Qian Xiaoke lay on him and sighed, “But it’s also because you’re just not trying hard enough.”

       After saying that, he realised that he had said the wrong thing again.

       Qian Xiaoke glanced at Jiang Tongyan from the corner of his eye, and Jiang Tongyan said, “You will piss me off sooner or later.”

       Seeing that he had no intention of getting angry, Qian Xiaoke chuckled, “JUst kidding.”

       Qian Xiaoke straightened up and got off the bed.

       Jiang Tongyan watched as he bent over nakedly to pick up the clothes that were thrown on the floor and felt something stirred in him.

       However, for him now, this impulse was very painful.

       Qian Xiaoke picked up the clothes and put them on, and suddenly remembered that he had not done his business yet. After all, he returned to find Jiang Tongyan, not to save the dying and the wounded, but to get a receipt.

       “Chairman Jiang,” Qian Xiaoke said, “Can I reach into your pants pocket for a second?”

       Jiang Tongyan froze, clutching the quilt tightly as he looked at Qian Xiaoke with wary eyes.

       He didn’t hear it clearly just now and heard ‘trouser pocket’ as ‘crotch’.

       It stung a little.

       Even if he couldn’t get it up right now, that didn’t mean this punk could assault him!

       “What the hell is wrong with you?”

       “Nothing’s wrong! I just want to grab something from your pocket.” Qian Xiaoke was a little frustrated because he found that it was already too late.

       By the time he got back to the office, the finance department would likely have gone home, so he would not be able to get his money tonight.

       If he couldn’t get his money, he would feel uneasy, and if he felt uneasy, he would be in a bad mood.

       This matter was all Jiang Tongyan’s fault. He might have gotten the money if Jiang Tongyan hadn’t dragged him.

       “Take it.” Jiang Tongyan said, “Find it yourself.”

       After he finished speaking, he added, “Go wash your hands first, don’t dirty my pants.”

       Qian Xiaoke pouted, “My hands are full of your smell. Do you even dislike yourself?”

       He muttered in a low voice, and Jiang Tongyan didn’t hear it clearly.

       Qian Xiaoke got the receipt as he wished. He then put the trousers away like a treasure. He figured it was almost quitting time anyway, and since his home was closer, he might as well skip the office and head straight home.

       He dressed neatly and prepared to leave.

       Jiang Tongyan was still lying in bed, looking depressed. After Qian Xiaoke left, he slowly stood up like an old man who was about to die.

       Very depressing.

       Jiang Tongyan took his phone and looked at the calendar. He decided to make an appointment with a psychologist after returning to New York.

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       Qian Xiaoke went home.

       It was not yet six o’clock when he got home, a little earlier than his usual time to get off work.

       The hallway was pitch black when he entered his rented apartment.

       The place he rented made people very depressed. In hindsight, he might have been swindled to some extent.

       Back then, Qian Xiaoke was in a hurry to find a new place because the landlord of his previous apartment suddenly wanted it back. At the time, Qian Xiaoke didn’t know any better—he had no idea he could use legal means to protect his rights. Naively, when the landlord told him to move out within three days, he panicked and immediately started searching for a new place.

       Because he was in a hurry, he was careless. Later, Qian Xiaoke also suffered from his carelessness.

       At the time, to save on agency fees, he chose a small, unknown rental agency.

       Normally, agency fees were equivalent to one month’s rent, but this agency only charged half a month’s rent. 

       Half a month!

       So, Qian Xiaoke signed the contract immediately after seeing the house.

       It was a three-bedroom unit, and the monthly rent for the second bedroom he chose was 1,500 yuan. The room was fairly spacious, though the window was a bit small. But that didn’t matter—what was important was that it was both spacious and cheap. 

       The apartment was vacant at the time, with no tenants. The agent had assured him, “It’s a three-bedroom unit meant for three people, all young men. The other two tenants are from neighbouring cities and rarely come to stay. Don’t worry, this apartment is great.”

       Qian Xiaoke nodded repeatedly, thinking that he had picked up a treasure, so after signing the contract, he happily prepared to move.

       The day after Qian Xiaoke moved in, the residents of the other two rooms also moved in, but it was a little different from what the agent said. The two rooms were all occupied by couples, so originally, there were three people living in them, but in the end, there were five people living in them.

       Couples were couples, and five people were five people—Qian Xiaoke tolerated it.

       But he never could have imagined that this was just the beginning.

       One unremarkable Wednesday, everything seemed normal when he left in the morning. But when he returned in the evening, he thought he had walked into the wrong apartment.

       The original living room had disappeared, and as soon as he opened the door, there was a small dark corridor where the living room should have been made into two small partitioned bedrooms.

       Qian Xiaoke was shocked.

       Before he could reach out to the agency for clarification, the two cubicles were already occupied. The three-bedroom, one-living room, one-bathroom apartment had been transformed into a five-bedroom, no-living-room, one-bathroom unit. The number of residents had also increased from the original three to seven or eight people.

       Why ‘seven or eight’? Because one of the guys living in a partitioned cubicle often brought people over—different genders, all unfamiliar faces, and never the same person twice. It left Qian Xiaoke completely dumbfounded. 

       When he finally reacted and wanted to contact the agent, he couldn’t get in touch. The unscrupulous agent had evaporated, and none of them who lived here had the landlord’s contact information.

       At the time, he had paid three months’ rent upfront as a deposit, so even if he had to grit his teeth and endure it, he was determined to stay for at least that quarter. 

       Moreover, even if he moved out later, he knew he wouldn’t get his deposit back, which made him feel even more upset.

       Qian Xiaoke had to pay for his carelessness and could only live there.

       He walked along the dark corridor to his bedroom. When he unlocked the bedroom, he heard the sound of ‘umm, ah, ahng, hnn’ coming from the partition again, which made his ears burn.

       He quickly opened the door, entered the house, and closed the door.

       Qian Xiaoke sighed deeply, put down his things, and lay on the bed thinking about what part-time job he should do to make back the lost deposit. There was still more than a month left for the three months to be over. He estimated that he would have to move anyway. With the current housing prices, renting a house is so expensive!

       He turned over and glanced at the receipt.

       When Qian Xiaoke saw the receipt, he subconsciously thought of Jiang Tongyan.

       It’s good to be rich.

       Rich people could stay in a VIP suite in a five-star hotel for more than a thousand yuan a night, and the price of one night was almost as much as his monthly rent.

       Qian Xiaoke pulled the quilt over his face and decided to sleep first.

       Dreams could have anything in them.

       Muscular men.

       And money.


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