“Buzz—”
Fan Liangda’s cell phone vibrated as someone called him.
Fan Liangda’s facial expression changed, collecting his superfluous changes. Once he was far enough from Wen Nuan’s room, he picked up his phone. “Lord Hei Wuchang, is something the matter?”
Hei Wuchang’s boundlessly energetic voice came from the speaker, saying, “Is this Fan Liangda? I’m asking for my boss if the little cutie Wen Nuan’s awake yet.”
Fan Liangda smiled. He wanted to say that he awoke, but these two words didn’t leave his mouth before Hei Wuchang’s voice on the other side started to jabber on, complaining and roasting.
“Ai, you might not know. Our boss is men-sao and awkward; he clearly cares about the little cutie Wen Nuan a lot, but he pretends not to care. He set the man down and left.”
“Now he’s at work, but his heart isn’t in it.”
“He’s too proud to call and ask about the situation himself, insisting on forcing me to make the call over and ask like this in a roundabout way.”
“What do you say; aren’t us subordinates mentally worn out?”
“But there’s no way around it. Who asked the boss to have such top quality business skills? When I go on missions with Lord Baili, we complete things without a hitch. Our year-end bonuses are multiplied several times that of other ghost envoys. We’re really just donkey rolls.”
“And…”
Hei Wuchang’s voice came to an end spontaneously. Something probably happened on the other end of the phone. There was a short silence, and then Bai Wuchang’s voice came through the speaker.
Bai Wuchang was a man of few words. “May I ask if Mr. Wen is awake?”
Fan Liangda reinstated his smiling tone. “Wen Nuan is already awake, don’t worry. He looks quite well.”
“Alright. Thank you.” Bai Wuchang finished speaking, decisively ending the call.
Just as Fan Liangda said, Wen Nuan was already awake. He didn’t feel any discomfort on his body. Rather, his vigor was quite high, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
Even though the Hell Chain Hotel was an unusual place, Wen Nuan wasn’t against working here. The salary was high, all three meals were provided, and the dorms were free of charge. The guests that came and went were also all very interesting. For someone like Wen Nuan who lacked money and liked being around lively people, this couldn’t be any more suitable.
The hotel had morning, day, and night shifts. Wen Nuan was generally put on the night shift. This wasn’t without reason; the night shift naturally had higher pay, so Wen Nuan gladly selected the night shift to work.
For the convenience of going to work and also for the sake of saving money, Wen Nuan canceled his original rent lease and moved into the hotel’s staff dorms.
The Hell Chain Hotel had numerous employees, but Wen Nuan was probably the most well-adapted. All the other older employees had no way of getting on his level.
“Ah, Mr. Su, you’re here again. You’re early today.”
Wen Nuan stood at the front desk. He noticed an acquaintance from far away, greeting him in high spirits.
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A man wearing a dark blue suit walked over. It was Su Mu, the one who was previously “An Xiangbei”.
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Su Mu wore an exquisite suit. His hair was combed with care, and he looked like a quintessential elite.
But in reality, the feeling that Su Mu gave off was a little different from Ying Zi. Ying Zi’s version of Su Mu was cold and detached. From head to toe, his mannerisms gave off the vibe of a handsome high-powered businessman. On the other hand, the real Su Mu gave off a vibe of dense asceticism.
Su Mu loosened his tie, glancing left and right. He asked, “Is Ying Zi here?”
Wen Nuan knew he was going to ask. Every night, Su Mu would come to the Hell Chain Hotel, and much like Baili Wuchang from Room 404, he basically took root in the hotel.
Wen Nuan shook his head. “Right now, it’s only eight in the evening. Ying Zi is probably at work, and he hasn’t come back to the hotel yet.”
“I see…” Su Mu nodded. He looked at the clock on the wall. He hoped time would pass a little faster so midnight would arrive sooner; that way, the sooner he would be able to see Ying Zi.
After the blood sacrifice, Su Mu’s soul returned to his original body. Fortunately, because of Ying Zi’s mark, his soul didn’t scatter, continuing to “live” on.
Unfortunately, after Su Mu found out the entire truth, he became a normal person in and out. The all-seeing eyes he hated for twenty or so years disappeared, so there was no way for him to depend on his eyes to see Ying Zi.
This sounded like a deeply romantic, so close, yet worlds apart kind of tragic story. The good thing was that there were bound to be miraculous turns for the better…
As long as Su Mu came to the Hell Chain Hotel every midnight, he would be able to use his all-seeing eyes to see Ying Zi.
In Wen Nuan’s words, Su Mu and Ying Zi were like the tale of Altair and Vega.
As for Wen Nuan, he didn’t know what kind of issue his eyes had, but even when it wasn’t midnight, even when he wasn’t at the Hell Chain Hotel, he was able to see things that normal people couldn’t.
Su Mu looked at the time, sighing deeply, “Ying Zi’s been so busy lately…”
“Don’t worry. As busy as Ying Zi gets, he still comes back to see you.” Wen Nuan raised his eyebrows and said, “After all, in Ying Zi’s heart, you’re the most important thing.”
Ying Zi was indeed very busy lately, because Ying Zi found a new job. He became Baili Wuchang’s newest ghost envoy subordinate. Every day, he usually followed Baili Wuchang to all kinds of places to handle official business. Of course, once midnight arrived, Ying Zi would promptly appear in the Hell Chain Hotel, returning to Su Mu.
Su Mu sat in the resting area. There were still a few hours till midnight. He had arrived too early. No matter how early he arrived, he would be unable to see Ying Zi.
Though Su Mu knew this, he couldn’t help coming earlier every day. He didn’t want Ying Zi to wait for him. He hoped that every day Ying Zi came back, the first thing he would see would be him.
Wen Nuan brought him a pot of tea and some snacks. “Mr. Su, your eyes are red and bloodshot. Are you tired?”
Su Mu worked during the day, and at night he would come see Ying Zi. His sleep schedule had been compressed, so his vigor wasn’t all that great.
Su Mu didn’t care. He rubbed his eyes and said, “I’m fine, I’m not tired.”
He said he wasn’t tired, but not long after, once Wen Nuan was done helping a guest check in, he turned his head to see Su Mu leaning against the couch in the resting area. He had subconsciously fallen asleep, his entire face looking fatigued.
Wen Nuan grabbed a blanket from the front desk. He walked over, wanting to cover Su Mu with it, lest he catch a cold while asleep.
But as soon as Wen Nuan got to the resting area, he saw a shadow without foundation appear at Su Mu’s side.
Who else could it be if not Ying Zi?
Ying Zi made a shushing motion at Wen Nuan. Standing in front of Su Mu, he slowly bent down, the edges of his mouth lifting into a smile. Lowering his head, he planted a kiss on the corner of the sleeping Su Mu’s lips.
It was a kiss like a dragonfly lightly touching water. Even if it was short, it was gentle and sincere.
Ah…
Wen Nuan sighed noiselessly. It was the sour smell of romantic love.
Wen Nuan spread the blanket over Su Mu, and in order to not wake him up, he lowered his voice to whisper to Ying Zi, “How come you came so early? It’s only eleven.”
Even if Wen Nuan woke Su Mu up, he wouldn’t be able to see Ying Zi, so he decided it was better to let him sleep.
As Wen Nuan asked this, his gaze roamed around.
Ying Zi had returned, but it was just him; the guest from Room 404 hadn’t come back yet.
Ying Zi replied, “Mr. Wen may not know. Across the street from the hotel, there was a serious car accident, and the casualties were quite serious. We followed Lord Baili to provide assistance, and because it was nearby, we got off our shifts early.”
“A car accident?”
Wen Nuan couldn’t help glancing in the direction of the hotel’s entrance, but the sky was too dark, and it was overcast, so he couldn’t see anything.
Not only could he not see anything, but a person also obstructed Wen Nuan’s view.
To be precise, it wasn’t really a person.
A bronze-skinned young man stood in front of Wen Nuan with a bashful smile.
This young man wasn’t very tall. His face was round, and he looked very shy. He gazed at Wen Nuan with a face full of anticipation.
Both of his hands were behind his back, probably hiding something. But honestly speaking, the young man’s ability to hide things was really poor; Wen Nuan didn’t need to purposely peek to see that behind his back, his hands were holding a gigantic bouquet of roses.
“Th…That, Wen Nuan!” The young man summoned all his courage to speak loudly. “Ever since you helped me find my precious pearl, I really, really wanted to express my gratitude towards you!”
Wen Nuan’s eyelids twitched. He smiled, waving his hand and said, “You joke, guest. You’re staying in our hotel. When you lost something, I just did my duty as a hotel worker. We have a responsibility to find your lost items.”
“However!” The young man was very obstinate, insisting, “However, I’m still very grateful to you! My precious pearl is my greatest treasure. It’s almost more important than my own life. It was you who helped me find it; I…I think you’re a really great person; I…”
Precious pearl.
Thinking of these two words “precious pearl” made Wen Nuan’s eyelids twitch even more violently. What the young man called his precious pearl was probably the most deceptive treasure Wen Nuan had ever seen.
The young man in front of Wen Nuan was not a normal person, nor a ghost; he was a scarab beetle spirit who had cultivated enough to obtain a human form.
As for the scarab beetle spirit, he was the widely known dung beetle.
His treasure, therefore, was the little ball of dung that dung beetles rolled…
When Wen Nuan thought back on it, he felt his stomach churn. At the mention of the tale of finding your lost items”, he really regretted it, regretting it from the start.
The scarab beetle spirit’s face was bashful. He said, “I—I want to go out with you! Please accept my bouquet…” of roses.
Before he finished speaking, the scarab beetle spirit hadn’t had a chance to procure the large bouquet of roses from behind him. There was a tall and upright man who stepped in between him and Wen Nuan, blocking the scarab beetle’s line of sight like a mountain.
“Um, sir, you’re blocking me…” The scarab beetle spirit lifted his head, suddenly gasping. “Oh! Lord…Lord Bai—Bai—Bai…”
The one who had obstructed the scarab beetle spirit’s view was, of course, Baili Wuchang.
After a long moment, the scarab beetle spirit was unable to finish his sentence. He simply dropped the bouquet of roses with a “plop”, turning tail and fleeing as if he had seen a ghost.
Wen Nuan couldn’t help roasting in his heart, Even if Baili Wuchang is indeed a ghost, if you saw such a handsome ghost, do you need to run away that fast?
Baili Wuchang took off his black sunglasses, disdainfully glancing at the fallen bouquet of roses. He said to Wen Nuan, “Why are you distracted? Come with me to 404. I need special service.”
The author has something to say: [Mini Theater]
[Let us follow the camera today, interviewing the employee of the year who helped a guest find their lost item.]
Hei·Host·Wuchang: Could you please recall the time you helped the guest search for his lost precious pearl, and share with us the details?
Wen·Stomach Convulsing·Little-Nuan: I—I can’t…
Hei·Host·Wuchang: When the guest suddenly asked you to please go out with him, what did you think?
Wen·Justice Incarnate·Little-Nuan: As one of the top ten employees of the year in the hotel, I think that work and personal life should be separated. I firmly believe you should not have an ambiguous relationship with a guest.
Lord·Mountaintop Flower·Baili: Come to my room. I need special service.
Wen·Beauty Is Justice·Little-Nuan: Okay guest!
Hei Wuchang: …
Come to my room says the guest with the nice waist..😂
Thanks for the new update
Mr. Scarab, from what eye did you see that you lost your “precious pearl”? 😭
How tf was that even a precious pearl??
Beauty and nice waist always prevail! 😆