“Oh my god, this—this—this—this…”
Tang Qizhuan stood at the side, flabbergasted, dumbstruck, and floored. He couldn’t make sense of how the situation after falling into the water had become this electrifying.
For a moment, all Tang Qizhuan thought of was to cover his own eyes and see no evil.
The matter of the strange figure appearing next to him was already insignificant by comparison. Tang Qizhuan didn’t even care to pay it any attention.
Once the eyesore of a white shirt was scrapped, the red floral birthmark was revealed to Baili Wuchang’s eyes…
“The birthmark on your back…” It’s really Master…
Baili Wuchang was at a loss for words.
Because of the scent on Wen Nuan’s body, he had long since suspected Wen Nuan’s identity, but he had already clearly checked his body for a sign of a birthmark.
Baili Wuchang had been disappointed to find that Wen Nuan’s back had no sign of a mark at all. There wasn’t a track of a mark on him anywhere, not even a mole.
But now, Baili Wuchang almost couldn’t believe what he was seeing. On Wen Nuan’s butterfly bone, there was absolutely Master’s unique birthmark.
The unique birthmark looked like flower petals, only this one flower petal was lonely; the entire birthmark wasn’t fully there. For reasons unknown, on Wen Nuan’s back, the birthmark’s appearance seemed to be the tip of the iceberg.
Baili Wuchang’s breathing rapidly increased. He reached out and pressed down on Wen Nuan’s arms, saying in a steady and deep voice, “I finally…found you…”
Wen Nuan couldn’t clearly hear what Baili Wuchang was saying, but he had been shocked into a daze, as if lightning had struck his brain. What little IQ he had left in there was minced to a pulp.
“G…Guest,” Wen Nuan stuttered. What in the world is going on? It’s not even midnight yet, but the midnight theater’s already started?
As expected, every time there’s contact with the guest from Room 404, the plot development turns very stimulating…
There were a few guests who entered the pool area. Witnessing the electrifying “ripping off the clothes” scene, they started to furiously whisper among themselves.
Wen Nuan felt like his face was too thin to handle this. Feeling himself start to burn up, he couldn’t take it anymore, exerting all his strength to push Baili Wuchang away and fleeing as if someone had lit a fire underneath his bum.
“I…I’m leaving first!” Wen Nuan blurted out before turning tail, remembering to grab his damaged shirt on the way out of the swimming pool.
“What the hell! What the hell!”
“What kind of situation was that?!”
“Are all attractive people weirdos by nature?”
“Bang!”
Wen Nuan returned to his dorm in a breath’s time, slamming the door shut, roasts spitting from his mouth all the way back.
He glanced down at his pitiful shirt, unable to hold back a sigh.
Wen Nuan quickly tore off the rest of his shirt and threw it in a corner. He absent-mindedly wiped himself off, and was about to change into a clean set of clothes. When he picked up his new shirt, he paused, remembering the words he had heard earlier…
“What…birthmark?”
Wen Nuan walked in front of the mirror. He tried his best to turn around, craning his neck to look in the mirror. In Wen Nuan’s memory, his back didn’t have anything on it.
“Ah…” Wen Nuan breathed. “There really is something red there. I can’t really see it well…”
The red thing on his butterfly bone was at a hard to see angle, making Wen Nuan’s neck sore, and he couldn’t see very well.
He reached out to touch it, but his skin was smooth, so there was nothing to be felt.
Wen Nuan knit his brow and said, “Maybe it was always there, but I just never noticed it?” A few days ago, the back of his butterfly bone did seem to itch a bit.
“Ka-chack—”
Still facing his reflection, Wen Nuan was full of confusion as he heard the door open behind him.
Through the mirror, he saw the door open, and he watched as someone walked in very freely.
“Clack—”
There was another sound from the person who had walked into the room quickly closing the door.
Dumbfounded, Wen Nuan stared at the person in the mirror, so dumbfounded that he was at a complete loss for words.
The person who walked in was tall and broad. Because he had saved Wen Nuan earlier, his hair and clothes had been sodden, but they returned back to their normal handsome and perfect state in an instant.
Baili Wuchang had walked in, and seeing the topless Wen Nuan, he frowned. He quickly closed the floor behind him, conveniently grabbing a shirt along the way as he made large steps towards Wen Nuan, throwing the clothes over his back to cover him completely.
Baili Wuchang said, “Don’t let other people see you changing clothes.”
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“W…What?” Wen Nuan’s brain was in knots. He thought, I’m changing by myself in my dorm, is there something wrong with that?
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Tens of thousands of question marks appeared in Wen Nuan’s mind. What in the world is going on? The guest from Room 404 has been acting weirdly since earlier, making anyone completely puzzled.
Baili Wuchang finished putting the shirt on for him. He reached out and gently touched the tip of Wen Nuan’s hair, drying his wet hair in the blink of an eye.
Wen Nuan stroked his hair in surprise. While he was immersed in the miracle of “magic”, he saw Baili Wuchang turning around to grab a pair of new pants.
Wen Nuan was so frightened that he grabbed the pants from him and said, “Guest, guest! The pants…I can change myself. You can go out first.”
Baili Wuchang nodded, not insisting. It was rare for him to be so compliant, turning and walking towards the door.
“Tap, tap.”
Just before Wen Nuan could sigh in relief, Baili Wuchang’s steps halted. He walked a total of two steps, not at all intending to actually exit the door, just standing to the side.
Baili Wuchang said lightly, “You can change.”
Wen Nuan: “…”
“Uh, guest…” Wen Nuan said internally, What the hell is wrong with today; is the guest from Room 404 really about to watch me change my pants?
Baili Wuchang didn’t seem to think there was a problem. He didn’t give Wen Nuan a chance to argue before changing the subject himself.
Baili Wuchang said, “Don’t tell anyone about the mark on your back. Besides me, don’t tell anyone.”
Wen Nuan changed pants in a flash. “Oh.” There was no reason to tell anyone about the mark on his back, was there?
Baili Wuchang continued, “Even if they’re your friends or coworkers, you can’t tell them. If you see Heibai Wuchang or Ying Zi, you can’t tell them, either. The less people who know, the better.”
Wen Nuan looked at him strangely. Listening to him talk, he felt like this whole tattoo thing wasn’t anything good. It felt like if it was found out by other people, he would be caught and killed or something like that.
Wen Nuan asked, “How come?”
Baili Wuchang’s black eyes with slightly scarlet pupils gazed attentively at him. “In short, I won’t hurt you.”
Being suddenly stared at by those eyes, Wen Nuan’s heart skipped a beat. He felt an indescribable emotion, causing him to evade his gaze and absently nod.
“I understand, guest.”
Hearing this term of address, Baili Wuchang felt uncomfortable. “Don’t call me ‘guest’.”
“Ah?” Wen Nuan couldn’t keep up with his train of thought. If he wasn’t supposed to call Baili Wuchang “guest”, then what was he supposed to call him?
Wen Nuan hesitantly asked, “Mr. Baili?”
Baili Wuchang was still unhappy. “And don’t call me ‘mister’.”
“That…” Wen Nuan was distressed. The guest from Room 404 was truly acting weirdly today. It wasn’t just that stimulating situation earlier, but also his manner of speech had changed, and everything he said was even more difficult to understand.
Baili Wuchang had been searching for his Master, and he had been searching for countless years. He didn’t expect that today, he would finally find that red birthmark. Not only was the scent on Wen Nuan the same as Master’s, the unique red birthmark on his back was indeed the same.
Although, between the personality of Master in the past and the current, there were some…discrepancies. And he didn’t seem to have memories of the past. But it was nothing to worry about.
Only…
Being continuously referred to by Master as “guest” felt questionable.
Wen Nuan was confused. If both “guest” and “mister” didn’t work, then what was he supposed to call him?
“Oh, I know.” Wen Nuan came to a realization and smiled. “Should I do the same as Senior Fan and call you Lord Baili? Or should I copy Heibai Wuchang and call you ‘boss’?”
Baili Wuchang: “…”
His eyebrow twitched. Being addressed as “boss” by Master sounded even more questionable.
Baili Wuchang said, “Call my name. Just call me Baili.”
This…
Wen Nuan faltered. Directly call his name? Doesn’t this seem too “intimate” to do?
His bafflement only piled up. The pattern of interaction between him and the nice-waist guest from Room 404 was completely flipped on its head.
“Knock knock—”
“Wen Nuan!”
“Wen Nuan, are you in there?”
“Are you okay?”
From outside the door came someone’s yelling. It was Tang Qizhuan’s voice.
Wen Nuan had wanted to save Tang Qizhuan earlier, and nearly drowned. What followed was a stimulating and strange situation.
Tang Qizhuan watched Wen Nuan leave, but he was a bit worried. Feeling a twinge of guilt, he found Wen Nuan’s staff dorm number to look for him and ask after how he was doing.
“Wen Nuan, are you okay? Should I call a doctor to come look at you?” Tang Qizhuan said from outside.
Wen Nuan quickly responded, “No need; I’m alright, Mr. Tang.”
Wen Nuan turned towards the door. He put his hand on the door handle and was ready to open the door.
But when he turned the handle, the door didn’t budge.
Surprised, Wen Nuan looked up to see a large shadow looking down.
Baili Wuchang stood right behind Wen Nuan, both hands on either side of Wen Nuan’s ears. This was a bonafide “kabedon”, caging Wen Nuan in on both sides with his tall and broad stature. It was even in the “reverse style”.
Because Baili Wuchang’s hands were pressing against the door, Wen Nuan couldn’t open it.
In the next second, Wen Nuan could feel Baili Wuchang’s breath, inhaling and exhaling, intimately blowing against the side of his ear.
Wen Nuan stiffened. He didn’t dare raise his head to look at Baili Wuchang. Given how close they were, if he looked behind him and touched Baili Wuchang’s nose, wouldn’t that be embarrassing?
Baili Wuchang lowered his head to look at Wen Nuan, his lips slowly coming closer to Wen Nuan’s earlobe…
Even if Wen Nuan couldn’t see him, he could feel it. He shivered, involuntarily remembering that weird and preposterous dream he had a few days prior.
“Gulp—”
Wen Nuan’s throat dried up. His head started to spin. He screamed in his heart, Don’t fantasize! Don’t you randomly fantasize; you have integrity and a bottom line.
Baili Wuchang’s rough and low voice sounded next to his ears. “You’re disobedient. I told you not to get too close to Tang Qizhuan.”
“But…” Wen Nuan felt like he was quite innocent. “Mr. Tang is a guest at the hotel. He’s even staying in the hotel’s best quality room.”
He couldn’t just keep his distance if he wanted to keep his distance, right? If he didn’t prioritize work, he might get sacked instead.
“Besides,” continued Wen Nuan, “I still think that no matter what, Mr. Tang looks like a perfectly normal living person. He doesn’t seem dead at all. How strange…Guest, you did mention that Mr. Tang had already died.”
As Wen Nuan talked, his curious little heart began to take flight again. “Ah, of course, I know you won’t explain it to me, guest. Forget it; this little question won’t choke me to death.”
Every time Wen Nuan talked to Baili Wuchang, Baili Wuchang would end up walking away without a word. Otherwise, he would do as he did to Wen Nuan before, telling him he didn’t need to know more.
Wen Nuan already knew him very well.
“Why wouldn’t I explain it to you?” Baili Wuchang’s response subverted Wen Nuan’s expectations.
Baili Wuchang continued to kabedon Wen Nuan, calmly gazing at him intently. “As long as there’s something you want to know, I’ll tell you.”
At that moment, Wen Nuan forgot to restrain himself, turning back to look at Baili Wuchang.
As expected…
The distance between the two was very close. Though Baili Wuchang was much taller than Wen Nuan, Baili Wuchang had lowered his head and stooped down a bit. When Wen Nuan turned around, the tips of their noses touched, and the distance between their lips was smaller than ever.
Wen Nuan was both stunned and flustered. He pressed his back against the door, trying to keep as much safety distance between him and Baili Wuchang as possible.
But his efforts were still insignificant…
He didn’t know if it was his imagination, but Wen Nuan felt an ambiguous and hot atmosphere growing between him and the nice-waist guest.
“Ha, ha…” Wen Nuan tried to dispel the air, awkwardly laughing twice. “Then…what’s wrong with Mr. Tang? How about…you tell me about that; I’m pretty interested.”
Baili Wuchang’s lips unhappily turned down. It seemed that he didn’t like the way Wen Nuan kept talking about Mr. Tang. Nevertheless, he did indeed say just earlier that whatever Wen Nuan wanted to know, he would tell him.
“Tang Qizhuan…”
Baili Wuchang had only spoken these three syllables when on the other side of the door, there came a strange sound.
Tang Qizhuan gasped and shouted, “Why are you here?”
“What do you want?”
“Let go! I told you to let me go!”
“Huh—”
Wen Nuan made a noise of shock and said, “What happened to Mr. Tang?”
It sounded like something had happened, and it wasn’t anything good.
Wen Nuan wanted to open the door to see what was happening, but Baili Wuchang still didn’t let his hands go. He only casually remarked, “I’m afraid you’ll be embarrassed if you look at the situation outside.”
“Embarrassed?” Wen Nuan was confused.
Baili Wuchang already understood a few things about Wen Nuan. When Wen Nuan was curious, nothing would stop him from getting to the bottom of things, and he wouldn’t sleep until he had peace of mind.
Baili Wuchang figured he might as well release his hands. “If you don’t believe me, see for yourself.”
Full of doubt, Wen Nuan turned the door handle, slowly opening it up.
“This…”
He only opened the door a sliver. Wen Nuan peeked through, and he was able to see Tang Qizhuan standing not too far away.
Besides Tang Qizhuan, there was another man. He was wearing an off-white trench coat, his body was tall and broad, and he seemed a little familiar.
Wen Nuan had seen the man Tang Qizhuan labeled a scumbag from a distance before, named Zhao Mingchong. This man in an off-white trench coat was undoubtedly that same Zhao Mingchong.
At the present, Zhao Mingchong had somehow rushed over, and he was pressing Tang Qizhuan against the wall outside Wen Nuan’s dorm. The two of them were kissing as if nobody else was around, and they seemed extremely passionate about it.
“Truly…” Very embarrassing…
Wen Nuan wanted to close the door at once, but the situation with Tang Qizhuan changed at that moment.
Tang Qizhuan struggled, roughly wanting to push Zhao Mingchong off of him.
Zhao Mingchong felt him struggle, but he didn’t want to let go, deepening their kiss.
“Ow, you bit me?”
Feeling sudden pain, Zhao Mingchong took a step back, releasing Tang Qizhuan without a choice. A sickly sweet taste flooded his mouth. He reached a hand up to feel his lips, his fingers coming away with a generous coat of blood.
Tang Qizhuan hoarsely gasped for air. He glared at Zhao Mingchong and said, “If you dare force yourself on me again, I won’t just bite you; watch out for when I break your little mistress’s legs.”
Zhao Mingchong laughed, not at all affected by his threats. He seemed rather delighted, as if there was nothing wrong, and approached him again.
“Fuck off; if you get any closer, I’ll really…” Tang Qizhuan raised his fist.
Zhao Mingchong said in a low voice, “Don’t make such a loud ruckus. If your fans hear about it, I’m afraid things won’t end well for you.”
“You…”
Tang Qizhuan was made even angrier by this remark, but Zhao Mingchong truly had hit him in a sore spot.
Tang Qizhuan was a celebrity after all; his public image was majorly important. If any suspicious pictures got out, it would mean chaos for him.
Zhao Mingchong reached out to hold Tang Qizhuan’s hand. He said, “Alright, come home with me. I’ve been looking for you for a whole day and I’ve gotten nothing else done. You don’t know how worried I was. Don’t be so headstrong anymore.”
“I’m not going back.” Tang Qizhuan stood firmly in place, and then he decided he might as well squat where he was. “I’m not going home. I’ve already run away.”
Zhao Mingchong looked at him helplessly, saying warmly, “Be good; don’t be so stubborn, okay? Let’s go home. Oh, right; I got someone to buy that sports car you wanted last time. It’ll be sent over in a few days. And about that watch you liked, I’ll buy it for you too, okay?”
“Don’t try to fool me.” Tang Qizhuan remained squatting, raising his head to look up at the other. “I don’t want you to buy things for me. If you want me to go home, you first have to clearly explain yourself.”
“Explain what?” asked Zhao Mingchong.
Tang Qizhuan said, “Explain why you clearly had time, but didn’t go traveling with me. When you went out the whole night, you came back with a weird perfume scent on you. And! When it was my birthday, who did you go out to see?”
After a whole slew of questions were asked by Tang Qizhuan, Zhao Mingchong’s face gradually became more and more unsightly, like he didn’t want to answer.
After remaining silent for a while, Zhao Mingchong forced out a smile and said, “Xiao Zhuan, you’ve become overly doubtful recently. You don’t really think I’d cheat on you, right? Who else would I have other than you? This is obviously a misunderstanding.”
Even after speaking so much, Zhao Mingchong explained nothing. Tang Qizhuan’s heart ached. He said, “I told you not to fool me.”
“How am I fooling you?” Zhao Mingchong smiled, tugging on his hand. “Baby, I really have been busy these past few days. I’ll try to find time for you later, okay? My assistant got it wrong before; I wasn’t on vacation, I really was busy. When it was your birthday, I was working overtime. I didn’t go do anything with anybody else. How could I lie to you; we’ve been dating for so long, but you don’t believe me anymore?”
“Liar…”
Tang Qizhuan’s gaze looked obviously despondent. He shook off Zhao Mingchong’s hand and said, “Liar. That day, you definitely went to meet up with someone. You even met up at this hotel for dinner. Did you think I wouldn’t see your credit card history? Why do you have to lie to me? If you’re fed up with me, then tell me outright. Do you think I’ll nag you?”
“Xiao Zhuan,” Zhao Mingchong cut in. “Don’t talk nonsense. I’m not fed up with you.”
“Then fine.” Tang Qizhuan finally stood up. His voice was firm as he said, “Then I’ll tell you, I’m fed up with you. Let’s break up.”
I’m so worried for those two 😭😭
Uh oh… This zhao mingchong is a big red flag.. He better have a real good reason why he did all that or else tang qizhuan is better off without him!!