Translator- Tojoillust
Editor- Naonazo
Chapter 47
“Yanyan, can I kiss you?”
As soon as the man’s words fell, Su Jingyan was dumbfounded in place, even forgetting to blink his eyes.
It was only a few seconds, as if a whole century had passed.
How should Su Jingyan answer this question?
You can?
That would make him look like he’s unreserved ……
No way, no way! He couldn’t say it either.
Then say no?
But…
It wasn’t like he really didn’t want it in his heart ……
Su Jingyan swallowed his saliva, his face was red, he couldn’t say a word, he just stared stupidly at Lu Yichen with doe eyes, his breathing became a little short, and the whole person looked tense.
Who knows, the man saw that he did not reply to him, even without blinking, and shamelessly asked again, “Yanyan, can I please?”
Can’t you stop asking? How do you expect me to answer? How can I answer?
Su Jingyan heard the man ask again, and his whole being felt slightly agitated. He struggled to hold back the urge to facepalm, his expression showing signs of barely containing himself, and his inner frustration was about to overflow.
The man, looking at his state of collapse, surprisingly let out a light chuckle, his lips curling slightly, and he raised a rare, genuine smile. This smile wasn’t fleeting but, in the truest sense, hung on his lips for an extended period, not immediately taken back by the man.
It was the kind of smile that even the laughter followed right into his eyes.
This smile caused Lu Yichen’s dead eyes to ripple with a few moments of tenderness as he followed because of this smile.
Similarly, it was because of this smile that Su Jingyan was momentarily stunned. He stood frozen in place, not uttering a word, blinking rapidly, his lips agape, and his gaze fixed firmly on the man’s face.
The next second, Lu Yichen’s mouth directly printed on him, very light, like a dragonfly touching the water, immediately causing Su Jingyan a burst of heat all over his body, face even more flushed red.
But the kiss didn’t fall on Su Jingyan’s lips, but rather it was dotted on Su Jingyan’s forehead.
The movement was very fast, very light, so light that Su Jingyan wasn’t even sure if the man had actually kissed him before the man had released him.
Su Jingyan’s eyelashes fluttered, it took him a long time to come back to his senses, his entire body was a little soft, he subconsciously covered his reddened face, closed his eyes, lowered his head, and did not dare to face Lu Yichen at all.
A demeanor resembling a reluctant young bride forced by someone.
Lu Yichen smiled and shook his head, with a hint of indulgence. He reached out and directly took the khaki-colored checkered apron hanging on the hook on the wall, the smile at the corner of his mouth undiminished.
Su Jingyan originally covered his face, did not even feign to pay attention to Lu Yichen’s movements, his heartbeat also fluttered, as a result, the next second, he was unprepared, only to feel that he was suddenly embraced by a man around the waist, so scared that he shivered and raised his head sharply.
It was only then that he realized Lu Yichen had tied the apron around his waist.
Lu Yichen lowered his head, facing Su Jingyan directly. Their bodies were very close, and the man’s hands were placed directly behind Su Jingyan’s waist, with a composed expression as he carefully tied a knot on the apron.
However, the man’s gaze did not follow his hands’ movements to focus on Su Jingyan’s back.
As always, his gaze remained fixed on Su Jingyan, unabashedly intense, carrying an instinctive sense of possession and aggression. The love and deep affection in his eyes were undeniable, making one’s heart skip a beat.
This kind of gaze was too straightforward, so straightforward that even if Su Jingyan wanted to casually feign ignorance, it would be impossible.
Even if he could…
Su Jingyan was unwilling.
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“W-what’s… What’s wrong?” Su Jingyan’s ears turned red, and his voice became somewhat stuttered, revealing his nervous tension.
The man didn’t say anything and didn’t make any more imposing moves. Instead, he took a step back, giving Su Jingyan some breathing room.
He gently stroked the stray strands of hair on Su Jingyan’s head with his hand, his movements subtle and very tender. Then, he smiled and said, “Let’s cook well.”
With that, the man smiled again, didn’t say anything more, and, without waiting for Su Jingyan to respond, slowly walked out of the kitchen on his own. He created a space for Su Jingyan to be alone and continue cooking.
Su Jingyan pursed his lips, lowered his head slightly, and watched the man’s retreating figure with a hint of restlessness.
But the little devil inside him had long been excited, jumping up and down, even rolling on the ground in sheer delight. However, he didn’t dare to show it openly, only the slightly warm and reddening ears betrayed his true thoughts.
Su Jingyan’s entire mood was like riding a roller coaster, his heart beating rapidly, and he felt like a flower had blossomed within him, as if he were immersed in honey, incredibly sweet.
Oh my goodness! Lu Yichen was just too good at teasing!
He could easily make his heart flutter!
It’s driving me crazy!
“Ding dong, ding dong.”
A sudden and unexpected doorbell rang, breaking the silence.
Su Jingyan was busy cooking in the kitchen, bustling around, feeling a bit overwhelmed.
Hearing the sound of the doorbell, he didn’t think much of it. He poked his head out of the kitchen, glanced at Lu Yichen, who was sitting on the couch, doing who knows what, smiled, and called out.
“Yichen, could you please go and answer the door? It might be someone from the property management.”
Su Jingyan had hardly ever shared his address with anyone because of his introverted and unsociable nature. He didn’t like to talk much and preferred not to interact with people, which was why he didn’t want to live in the dorms.
Naturally, he was even less inclined to casually disclose his address to others.
As a result, no one usually bothered him except for the occasional visits from the property management.
After saying that, Su Jingyan once again immersed himself completely in his cooking thoughts. Occasionally, he hummed a tune, on and off, so sporadically that he might not have even noticed himself doing it. He even swayed his hips a little.
Almost anyone with a discerning eye could easily see that Su Jingyan was in a very good mood at that moment, and his joy was evident on his face.
After the doorbell rang, Lu Yichen remained unfazed, his expression indifferent, and he didn’t even lift an eyelid.
Seated on the couch, he didn’t blink his eyes from the beginning to the end. He deliberately or inadvertently had chosen a seat that allowed him to see everything happening in the kitchen, enabling him to easily observe every move Su Jingyan made.
He seemed oblivious to everything around him, entering a state that resembled meditation. His eyes remained serene, with his eyeballs only slightly shifting when Su Jingyan moved around the kitchen.
If it weren’t for these subtle expressions, one might have thought that he resembled an emotionless robot sitting on the couch.
Only by hearing Su Jingyan calling out to him, Lu Yichen’s eyelids lifted ever so slightly, his head moved slightly, and his gaze slowly turned toward the door.
It was in this brief moment that his eyes narrowed slightly.
Tsk.
The doorbell kept ringing incessantly, and it wasn’t clear whether it was due to the person outside being very anxious or in a hurry, but they pressed it rapidly. Judging solely by the sound, it gave off a rather noisy impression, as if they were in a rush to be reincarnated.
Lu Yichen half-squinted his eyes, as if they possessed some kind of mystical power. A hint of a bloodthirsty gleam flickered in his gaze, and his eyes seemed to have the power to penetrate, easily seeing through that door, and discerning everything behind it…
Hmm.
Lu Yichen chuckled silently, slowly getting up from the couch. His expression was indifferent, and his movements exuded a casual and nonchalant laziness, as if he had known who was standing behind the door all along.
It was as if he had been aware of who was standing behind the door from the beginning.
Lu Yichen walked up to the door, his eyes slightly raised. He didn’t even bother to look through the peephole. His hand went directly to the doorknob, ready to open it.
With a quick turn, the door clicked open.
Zhao Hongyang, standing at the doorway, had long been waiting for his chance. He was completely consumed by jealousy, and all he wanted now was to take a gamble!
He clutched a knife in his hand, and the bloodshot veins in his eyes seemed on the verge of bursting, spreading across his entire eyeball like a spider’s web, terrifying and horrifying. It filled his entire eye with a crimson hue.
He concealed the knife behind his back, grinding his teeth loudly, while his other hand firmly pressed the doorbell, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
His frenzied state was entirely evident in the speed at which he pressed the doorbell.
He had followed Su Jingyan so many times that he knew exactly where he lived and which room he was in!
Anyway, Su Jingyan was going to die. Instead of waiting for another week, he might as well take care of it himself this time!
Hehe…
And he wasn’t only going to kill Su Jingyan! He also had to kill that dog man who was thinking about Su Jingyan!
Damn thing!
Upon hearing the door click open, Zhao Hongyang’s expression became even more frenzied and terrifying. There was a strange glint in his eyes, and he was ecstatic, as if he had glimpsed the dawn of victory.
The moment the door opened, he didn’t care who was on the other side. After all, he was fearless anyway.
Zhao Hongyang’s hand holding the knife plunged directly into the room without hesitation.
Die! Hehe!
But his excited expression only lasted for three seconds before it began to distort. His eyes suddenly contracted, as if he had become dumbstruck.
Lu Yichen watched the jumping clown in front of him, the corners of his mouth curved upwards, wearing an expression of amusement. He looked down on Zhao Hongyang, tilting his head back, and didn’t even give him a direct glance.
Zhao Hongyang widened his eyes, briefly showing confusion in his gaze, but he quickly widened them again, glaring at the man in front of him with a look of intense hatred.
What’s going on?
His body once again refused to obey his brain, despite his strong unwillingness and desperate attempts to regain control. However, he remained stiff and frozen in place.
The hand holding the knife also started to twitch, as if it had been electrocuted, trembling violently.
Even though the veins on his forehead were bulging, he still couldn’t use his willpower to regain control of his body.
Damn it! Why? How could this happen?
Zhao Hongyang’s mouth twitched slightly, and even his expression seemed somewhat beyond his conscious control.
If Zhao Hongyang’s hatred could materialize, he would undoubtedly have torn the man in front of him into pieces.
But the reality was quite the opposite; he and the man were in completely opposite positions, with him being utterly powerless.
At this moment, Zhao Hongyang’s face was ashen, devoid of any color. In the man’s eyes, he was nothing more than a pawn, easily manipulated, and utterly helpless.
Lu Yichen’s aura was very powerful, even if he didn’t do anything, just simply stood in place, and his eyes shot a casual glance towards Zhao Hongyang, it had the effect of making him feel a sense of fear like falling into an ice cellar.
Tsk.
Lu Yichen’s expression remained cold and aloof as he looked down at the ignorant person in front of him.
“Yichen, who’s at the door?” As fate would have it, just at this moment, Su Jingyan, busy in the kitchen, possibly hearing the prolonged silence from outside the door, poked his head out with a hint of concern. He stood at the kitchen door and called out to Lu Yichen.
Lu Yichen’s eyes flickered slightly upon hearing Su Jingyan’s voice, and he glanced in the direction of the kitchen before turning his gaze away. The curve of his lips also lifted, like a victor flaunting his success to a defeated adversary.
As expected, Zhao Hongyang, already driven to madness, became even more unhinged upon hearing Su Jingyan’s voice. His jealousy had completely obliterated his composure. He continued to twitch with the knife in hand, the veins on his face bulging even more, and his features contorted into a grotesque expression due to his intense emotions.
Tsk.
Lu Yichen’s eyes suddenly flickered with a hint of mockery.
“The game ends here, you have no chance to turn back,” Lu Yichen’s voice was icy, devoid of any fluctuation, as if he were stating a simple fact in a very matter-of-fact tone.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Hongyang’s heart sank abruptly, and he stuttered for a moment. His eyes widened even further, as if there were countless unanswered questions in his mind. He stared fixedly at the man’s face, attempting to move his vocal cords but to no avail.
An ominous premonition swirled around his mind, and the answer that called out to him had surfaced inside his head in horror.
How, how is that possible?
Zhao Hongyang couldn’t accept this cruel reality at all. He found it utterly absurd, but he couldn’t even manage a half-hearted laugh.
Lu Yichen let out a cold chuckle and didn’t want to continue giving him any attention.
With a “Bang” sound, Lu Yichen took a step back and decisively closed the door.
At the moment the door closed, Zhao Hongyang stood in place for two seconds, then went into a frenzy of convulsions, before continuing to walk uncontrollably toward the staircase.
Zhao Hongyang stared wide-eyed, almost popping his eyeballs out, and his heart raced uncontrollably, beating incessantly!
His hand, holding the knife, was suspended in mid-air, poised to strike, and it trembled with increasing frequency.
He resembled a thug walking the streets, armed with a deadly weapon, ready to attack at any moment.
“Ahhhhhhhh!”
At the staircase, a girl in jeans and a white shirt happened to be coming up. She was originally holding her phone, talking sweetly on a call, with a cheerful demeanor, looking very excited.
But as soon as she raised her head, she saw Zhao Hongyang’s knife-wielding action and the terrifying expression on his face, which frightened her out of her wits. Her phone fell heavily to the ground, and she screamed, her complexion turning pale. Her feet stumbled for a moment, and then, as if gone mad, she sprinted down the stairs with all her might. She didn’t even bother to pick up her fallen phone.
Zhao Hongyang stared wide-eyed and took a deep breath.
In a horrifying realization, he found that his body seemed to have been switched on like some kind of mechanism. At that moment when the girl started running, it was as if he had been triggered by some stimulus, like a robot with a set target, and he started chasing after her.
不——!!
No—-!!
Zhao Hongyang tried desperately to regain control of his body, but it just wouldn’t obey him.
He could clearly sense that the true purpose of his body was not to actually kill the girl running away but to create the illusion that he intended to harm her with the knife.
“Ahhhhhh!” The girl, desperate to escape, screamed even louder when she saw Zhao Hongyang closing in on her. She had started running from the fourth floor, and it wouldn’t be long before she could make it outside.
As Zhao Hongyang ran, he gasped for breath, and his body began to convulse uncontrollably. Even his mouth foamed as he ran.
The moment the girl ran out of the building, Zhao Hongyang’s body seemed to receive some sort of command. Suddenly, his footsteps halted, and he stood still.
Wide-eyed, Zhao Hongyang watched in horror as the hand holding the knife turned toward his own abdomen and began stabbing frantically. Once wasn’t enough; he pulled it out and plunged it in again!
Intense pain engulfed his body.
His expression became extremely grotesque, even contorted. His legs gave way, and he fell to his knees.
What was even more absurd was that, despite the excruciating pain he was enduring, his throat seemed to have been muted, and he couldn’t make a sound no matter how hard he tried.
He lay on the ground, blood spurting out in a gruesome manner, but he couldn’t produce a single sound, no matter how wide he opened his mouth.
Meanwhile, his hand continued to wield the knife, crazily stabbing his own abdomen.
Zhao Hongyang gasped for breath, his eyes filled with terror and dread.
Somebody!
Help me…
I don’t want to die yet!
Despair, and death.
Su Jingyan heard the door close and poked half of his head out, looking at the man with a slight curiosity. He asked, “Who was it outside the door?”
Lu Yichen remained indifferent. “Nobody, just someone who came to the wrong place.”
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