Tl: Tojo
Editor: Aeonsiac
Chapter 59
Su Jingyan’s dense eyelashes trembled. He tilted his head back, his pure eyes calmly meeting the man’s gaze. There was a hint of innocence glimmering in them.
Those eyes could make a man feel both aroused and ashamed of himself every time he looked at them.
He wished to contaminate these eyes, to let the owner of the eyes sink into darkness with him, yet he also wanted to protect this person’s well-being, to let him not be disturbed by any worldly matters, and to always preserve this light.
At this moment, the owner of these eyes, just by moving his lips and making a sound, can easily decide whether they will go to heaven or fall into hell.
If it is the latter…
Lu Yichen pursed his lips, and the force of his hand began to increase.
And all at once his own eyes became shadowy and horrible, full of unspeakable cruelty.
Even if …
Even if Yanyan doesn’t want to, he will never allow him to leave his side!
Absolutely not!
Su Jingyan tilted his head and wondered what his silent man had been thinking about for the past few seconds while holding onto him.
His two hands were still hooked around the man’s neck.
Su Jingyan tiptoed and raised his head, planting a light kiss on the man’s face with a “muah”.
The man was taller than the average male, and Su Jingyan was a few inches shorter than other men, making his movements seem awkward when he leaned in.
However, this did not affect the fact that Lu Yichen’s heart also trembled.
Su Jingyan curved the corners of his eyes, looking innocent, and stared into the man’s eyes, sincerely saying, “Like.”
Lu Yichen’s body trembled slightly, and he tried to maintain his usual expression. At the moment Su Jingyan’s words fell, his pupils violently contracted.
Su Jingyan noticed the change in his gaze, blinked, and reached out to touch the corner of the man’s eye, comforting him in his own way.
The man finally couldn’t restrain himself, pulling the person tighter into his embrace. Burying his head in the young man’s neck, he bent his body in half to accommodate Su Jingyan’s height.
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Then, in a tender tone, he asked, “Yichen, what’s wrong with you?”
Little did he know that after asking, the person embracing him seemed to become even more emotionally intense.
Su Jingyan sensed that something was wrong and intended to touch the man’s head, but in the next instant, Lu Yichen lifted his head from Su Jingyan’s neck.
His expression remained unchanged, devoid of any emotion. However, the blood vessels in his eyes seemed to have suddenly exploded, filling his entire eyeballs and making him look terrifying.
Seeing this, Su Jingyan opened his mouth wide, stunned.
Clearly, the man also realized this. Without waiting for Su Jingyan’s reaction, the man directly covered his eyes with his hands.
The man’s eyes became increasingly red, almost to the point of bleeding. With a somewhat pleading tone, he said, “Don’t look at me, Yan Yan, don’t look at me…”
In his heart, Su Jingyan was like a child, with a simple mind, unfamiliar with the ways of the world, and his words carry a bit of childlike innocence.
Love, too, can come in many forms.
Yan Yan likes desserts, enjoys sleeping, and likes doodling with a pen on a notebook…
Although they had experienced what they should have, he dared not gamble. He was also afraid that the answer the young man would give was not the one he wanted to hear.
So, he had always kept quiet about this matter.
He didn’t ask, not because he didn’t want to, but because he dared not.
When he eavesdropped on that damn ghost persuading Su Jingyan with those words, his heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife, and anger almost tore apart all his rationality.
Because every word said was like a sharp blade, coincidentally plunging straight into the man’s dark corners and tearing them open, exposing him to the sunlight.
It was absurd. He was clearly a ghost, devoid of a heart, yet he fell in love with someone.
Even though he didn’t have a heart, he became anxious and uneasy because of love, to the point where he felt aches in his empty chest.
“Yichen, are you upset?” Su Jingyan, seeing the terrifying look on the man’s face, felt a bit worried and softly asked.
The man’s voice was hoarse, carrying a bit of depth, and with a hint of powerless despair, he forcibly pulled out a smile and replied, “No, I’m very happy.”
Su Jingyan’s hand directly grabbed the man’s hand covering his own eyes. “I want to see you now. Your appearance just now made me feel a bit scared.”
Upon hearing Su Jingyan’s words, the man’s hand trembled and his eyes flickered, as if something had broken.
Seeing that the man still hadn’t removed his hand from his eyes, Su Jingyan continued speaking.
“Yichen, my heart aches.” Su Jingyan’s voice carried a hint of crying, “When I see you like this, my heart aches. Am I sick?”
In the next moment, the man felt a slight dampness in the palm of his hand, before a warm trickle slid from his palm to his wrist, and then continued downwards.
Liu Yichen’s whole body trembled slightly.
Yanyan is crying.
He immediately let go of his own hand, cradling Su Jingyan’s face with a pair of crimson eyes to observe his expression.
Su Jingyan’s entire face was soaked, with tears clinging to his eyelashes. Due to crying too hard, his nose even twitched and he let out a small hiccup.
The man was a bit flustered,using his large hands to wipe away the tears on Su Jingyan’s face and comforted him, “Don’t cry, Yanyan, don’t cry.”
While hiccuping, Su Jingyan stared at the man’s crimson eyes, his heart trembling, and asked, “Why are your eyes red? Are you sick? Is it painful?”
Upon hearing this, Lu Yuchen paused.
Su Jingyan continued with a somewhat tearful voice, saying, “Whenever I think of you being in pain, my heart aches too.”
As he spoke, his hand rested on his own chest.
Lu Yuchen’s emotions were mixed for a while, as if he had been cast from heaven into hell, only to be pulled back into heaven. His mood fluctuated, carrying a kind of surprise and a sense of regaining something treasured.
This time, he directly pressed down Su Jingyan’s head and kissed his forehead, his lips quivering slightly.
Su Jingyan could clearly feel that the man at this moment was trying hard to suppress some emotions.
With wide eyes, he looked somewhat bewildered at what the man was doing, even forgetting to cry.
The man’s kiss continued downward, gently brushing over Su Jingyan’s eyelids and nose, carrying a hint of tenderness. The dry lips directly wiped away the tears on the young man’s face.
After a long while, the man, who had been silent for half the day, gradually eased the crimson color in his eyes. The eyes, which had undergone subtle changes, met Su Jingyan’s clear, innocent ones. The man’s gaze also traced his face a thousand times.
The man’s voice was still hoarse and deep.
“Yanyan, I love you.”
In the instant when the man finished speaking, Su Jingyan felt his heart skip a beat, as if something had blossomed in the depths of his heart.
Love knows no reason, it just deepens as it goes.
“Why did you sneakily call me here?” Zhou Shengwu looked at the sly-looking Qi Bozhi, his tone carrying a teasing undertone.
Having conspired together for such a long time, the blackness each other carried in their hearts was well-known. It was a mutual understanding.
Qi Bozhi looked around, ensuring no one was nearby, before leisurely taking out a Western painting from his pocket.
Zhou Shengwu’s eyelids twitched.
Qi Bozhi, however, chuckled sneakily and unfolded the painting.
As soon as Zhou Shengwu fixed his gaze, he couldn’t help but widen his mouth, and his eyeballs almost popped out. He stared motionlessly at the eyes in the painting, tightly focusing on the figure, displaying an unrestrained amazement.
In the painting, a person in red sat on a veranda, with clear eyes, rosy lips, white teeth, and a hint of childlike innocence between the eyebrows. The person’s posture was not seductive, it could even be considered quite docile. Both hands rested on their legs, exuding a leisurely and contented air as if enjoying the flowers and scenery.
This was truly enchanting, captivating the hearts of those who beheld it.
Zhou Shengwu was completely mesmerized. It took him a long time to recover from the stunning scene. Excitedly, he looked at Qi Bozhi and asked, “Where did this come from? Who is the person in the painting?”
Qi Bozhi clicked his tongue several times, looking at Zhou Shengwu’s impatient expression with a mischievous smile. “I stole it from Wang Junhe’s room!”
Zhou Shengwu frowned, “What do you mean?”
Qibo Zhi licked his dry lips, teasingly saying, “Don’t you understand this?”
“Wang Junhe has been in that abandoned courtyard, and ever since he came out, he’s been in a daze. I’ve been trying to get information from him all this time, but he’s always been indifferent to me.”
Seeing Zhou Shengwu’s interested expression, he smirked.
Rolling up the painting again beneath the lingering gaze of the other party, he stuffed it back into his pocket and continued, “Then? Well, then I found this painting in his room. Tsk tsk, Wang Junhe, this bookworm, hasn’t wasted his years of studying. His art skills are really impressive!”
Zhou Shengwu saw him putting the painting away and swallowed his saliva, feeling disappointed. However, he was immediately distracted by Qi Bozhi’s words, and, thinking about the recent series of events, quickly caught on to what the other meant, widening his eyes. “Are you saying…”
“Yes!” A spark of excitement flashed in Qibo Zhi’s eyes. “The person in this painting is definitely someone living inside the courtyard!”
Zhou Shengwu’s eyes lit up at once.
He was different from Qi Bozhi and the others; but he was the future master of the Zhou Family. Whatever was in the Zhou Family belonged to him, no doubt!
The person inside?
If they lived in the Zhou Family, they were part of the Zhou Family! Being a part of the Zhou Family meant they were his people!
It was a simple principle.
If he wanted it, then it was his.
With this thought, Zhou Shengwu became even more determined to satisfy his curiosity about the abandoned courtyard. The image of the beautiful person in the painting had ignited a fire in his heart, making it itch and burn at him from the inside.
Qi Bozhi raised an eyebrow, “Tonight?”
Zhou Shengwu smirked, “Tonight.”
Hehe.
🧐 le goof. Tom foolery. Lol those two will not be missed