BE Crazy Demon Survival System [Quick Transmigration]Ch54.2 - Is the Young Master Feigning Sickness Today? (4)

Xu Qichen lay on the bed, staring at the bed curtains, thinking about the plot. Some time later, there was a knock at the door.

“Who is it?” Xu Qichen sat up. “I’ve already gone to bed.” Zi3QI8

“It’s me.”

Hearing Song Yuanyan’s voice, Xu Qichen put on a coat and opened the door. Song Yuanyan was in his usual clothes, holding a large bowl. Xu Qichen pulled him into the room, “Why aren’t you sleeping yet?”

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Grinning, he came in and placed the bowl on the mahogany desk. “You only ate desserts in the evening. I was afraid you’d be hungry, so I asked Zhang-mama to make me some wonton soup. Let’s eat it together.” As he spoke, he pulled Xu Qichen to the desk, “Quick, eat it while it’s hot.”

Standing beside the desk, Xu Qichen’s gaze did not leave Song Yuanyan. V8KSa

“Why are you staring at me? Aren’t you hungry?”

Xu Qichen shook his head, “I’m a little hungry.” He then picked up one of the spoons, and both of them began to eat.

“How is it?” Song Yuanyan looked up at him.

Xu Qichen nodded.

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He looked at the layer of chili oil on the soup, and Song Yuanyan’s sweaty forehead, and asked, “Did the young master suddenly develop a taste for spicy food?”

Song Yuanyan coughed, “It’s been very cold lately. The spice helps keep me warm.”

Xu Qichen hid his laughter and bit into a translucent wonton.

The pair finished the bowl of soup quickly. JEY47m

Xu Qichen was wearing too little for this weather. So after eating, he put the spoon down and went back to bed. Covering himself with the quilt, he said, “It’s too cold, so I won’t see you off.”

After saying that, he realized that he was being too cold. Song Yuanyan had come over to give him supper, but after eating it, Xu Qichen immediately kicked him out. It was not very nice of him, so he added, “Thank you, young master.”

Unexpectedly, Song Yuanyan wiped his mouth and sat down on the bed. Xu Qichen had wrapped himself up until only his eyes were peeking out from over the edge of the quilt.

There was no electric blanket here, so he was still feeling cold. After wrapping himself up tightly to suppress the shivering, he stared at Song Yuanyan. qAs5GU

Song Yuanyan suddenly reached into the quilt, giving Xu Qichen a fright, “Young master, what are you doing?”

He laughed and grabbed Xu Qichen’s leg through the quilt, “What do you think I’m doing?” Then he pulled away one corner of the quilt and found Xu Qichen’s right leg.

Song Yuanyan’s hand that grabbed Xu Qichen’s cold ankle was warm and felt strangely familiar.

Xu Qichen sat up and watched as that hand slowly moved up, pushing up his pant leg as it went. Even though the hand was moving slowly and gently, Xu Qichen felt electrified, with his heart beating erratically. kdMwol

The pant leg was pushed up till his knee, revealing an as yet unfaded long scar from a surgery.

Song Yuanyan produced a strong-smelling salve out of nowhere.

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Xu Qichen felt his palm begin to sweat, when just a moment ago, it had been practically frozen solid. Yet at this moment, under this slow hypnotic rubbing, it was about to melt, just like chocolate.

His calf was exposed. Worried that he would be feeling cold, Song Yuanyan covered it with a nearby blanket. “Does it still hurt?”

Xu Qichen shook his head. So he had heard his conversation with Song Yuanfeng.

Xu Qichen stared at the boy massaging him, at his eyelashes, at the arc from the bridge of his nose to the tip of his nose, and at the naturally raised corners of his mouth. Gx4i6Z

He was really similar.

The surrounding scene underwent a strange overlap. It was no longer a cold winter day, no longer a dimly lit night, but rather a campus road covered with golden ginkgo leaves.

It was this same scenario, with a raised knee and two people on a bench.

“There was no doctor in the infirmary, so I bought this Yunnan Baiyao. Does it hurt here?” That person in his memories pressed his ankle, and he felt pain. d6xGBT

He nodded, even as his eyes almost filled up with tears.

“You sprained it.

Hissing, the cold spray with a strong herb smell pierced the air and covered his swollen ankle, like a comfortable summer quilt.

“Don’t move, wait for it to dry.” vwuKMW

Then, the two of them fell silent as they waited.

In the court less than ten metres away, the basketball bounced on the ground again and again.

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Boom.

Like his heart.

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“Done.” He snapped the cap of the spray bottle on and gave the bottle to Xu Qichen.

“Can you walk? Or… should I carry you?” xEbz4X

The smell of the medicine refused to diffuse, just like how he could never get rid of the cowardice in his heart.

That cowardice forced him to reject that person’s offer.

The memory suddenly stopped there, making Xu Qichen subconsciously retract his leg.

“What is it? Are you cold?” yR6qGW

Xu Qichen did not look at Song Yuanyan. He lay down and brought his leg under the quilt, “En… I’m a little cold.”

Song Yuanyan put the blanket from earlier over Xu Qichen, and tucked him in properly, making sure to leave no gaps.

However, when he reached the edge that was closer to himself, he stopped and instead lifted the quilt and slid in.

“Hey! What are you doing!?” 3S2bIa

Song Yuanyan shushed him, “I just thought, even if you wrapped yourself up all tight, you would still be freezing.” He moved closer to Xu Qichen, though he did not reach out to touch him. “Didn’t we often sleep together when we were children? My body temperature is higher. When you’ve warmed up, I’ll go back. Just ignore me and sleep.” He gave Xu Qichen a wide smile, and those sharp teeth of his seemed to poke at Xu Qichen’s heart directly. The feeling was unbearable.

He turned over so his back was facing Song Yuanyan. “Don’t sleep here, you’ll catch a cold.”

“I know. Just sleep.”

After a moment, he spoke again, “Wait, before you sleep, can you… call me by my courtesy name?” yZordw

Xu Qichen rejected him very straightforwardly, “No.”

“Just once.”

This time, he did not even bother answering.

Song Yuanyan did not bother him about it any further. WqkF2g

Xu Qichen could not close his eyes. The moment he closed them, he saw his face, so he kept them open instead and stared at the wall blankly.

The other party seemed to think that he had fallen asleep. His foot, which had a sock on, slowly moved across the bed towards Xu Qichen’s ice-cold one.

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His manically restless heart, like a stray cat that cannot be tamed, slowly quietened down under his gentle touch.

When he woke up the next morning, he was the only one on the bed. bMiAh9

He was not sure when Song Yuanyan had left, but he did not waste any time wondering.

He got up and helped the housekeeper deal with trivial house affairs that kept him busy all morning.

While supervising the workers moving some fake rocks, he finally had time to take a rest by the pond. Leaning back against the tree by the pond, Xu Qiichen heard the sound of the piano.

It was very soothing. DyXTG3

He had very limited understanding of the piano, and even less about classical music.

But somehow, this song made him feel a kind of melancholy and obstinacy for no reason.

Xiaoyue, the girl who was working with him, came over and looked through the colored glass window. She said with a longing look on her face, “The young master is playing the piano again.”

Xu Qichen recalled the piano he had seen in his room on the day he had arrived in this world. yZ5nak

The sound of the piano suddenly became urgent, and the delicate notes were like hurried footsteps chasing something.

It stopped suddenly.

Xu Qichen was stunned. He heard Zhang-mama calling for him. He shouted a reply and hurried into the house.

“The young master is going to the dance organised by the He family on Friday. The lady said you should go and keep an eye on him. dXxNUb

Xu Qichen sighed internally and said nothing.

“Go to his room now ba, the lady invited a famous tailor to make suits for you and the young master.”

Xu Qichen nodded and went upstairs.

He knocked on the door, and upon hearing Song Yuanyan’s reply, pushed the door open. 6rANOB

Song Yuanyan was sitting by the piano, which had already been covered. He glanced at Xu Qichen as he entered and smiled at him.

To his own shock, Xu Qichen heard himself hesitatingly ask, “What piece… were you playing just now?”

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Song Yuanyan turned around so his back faced Xu Qichen, and tapped idly on the lid of the piano. “Piano Concerto No. 2 in F Minor. Did you like it?”

With a hum, Xu Qichen entered the room. bV rJw

They did not continue to talk about the music, although Xu Qichen did want to hear him finish the piece.

The tailor arrived shortly. He was of mixed, English and Chinese descent, and his Mandarin was accented.

“Hey, can you help me measure the young master’s shoulder? I might have to modify this part, thank you!” He gave Xu Qichen a measuring tape and looked down to work on his designs.

Xu Qichen stood in front of Song Yuanyan, pinching the tip of the tape in one hand and pressing it against his shoulder. UV6lZd

They were standing so close that Xu Qichen could hear Song Yuanyan’s slow and even breathing.

He could not see clearly. So Xu Qichen moved closer to look at the number on the measuring tape.

Song Yuanyan suddenly said, “Chopin wrote this piece when he was 19.”

Xu Qichen looked up in confusion, and their eyes met. tITKWY

“He wrote it for a girl in his class that he had a crush on.”

Translator's Note

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