Chu Chen’an stole a glance at Lan Huai, not daring to say anything.
Lan Huai glanced coldly at Lan Xu and then retracted his gaze, holding Chu Chen’an’s hand more tightly. “What does An An want?”
Chu Chen’an raised his eyes and answered obediently, “I want to sleep alone.”
“Not this.” Lan Huai’s knuckles were long and strong, lightly rubbing the back of Chu Chen’an’s hand as he spoke, “What he just said, did you agree?”
Lan Xu sat down beside Chu Chen’an and scooted closer to the chair, wanting to sit close to him. “Baby, quickly tell brother how you promised me that day.”
Chu Chen’an sat up straight, glanced at Lan Xu, who was smiling seductively, and then looked at Lan Huai, dropping his head.
He grabbed his fingers and hesitated for a few seconds, and after a long time of silence, he still responded, “Yes, I agreed.”
He didn’t say the specific process. If Lan Huai knew the process of him and Lan Xu getting together, the consequences would certainly be more serious than he imagined.
Lan Huai looked up at Chu Chen’an and saw him timidly bowing his head, without resistance or fear.
Lan Huai closed his eyes, still unwilling, and said to him in a gentle voice, “An An, if he’s forcing you, don’t be afraid. Tell me the truth.”
“Brother, how can you say that about me? I like An An so much; how could I possibly force him?” Lan Xu looked at him innocently, and from behind, he looped his arms around Chu Chen’an’s back. “An An, you’re the one who promised me, right?”
Chu Chen’an nodded, even though he had eaten recklessly that day. Emotionally, but still in a semi-conscious state, he recognized Lan Xu and remembered what he had promised.
He didn’t consider himself a particularly trustworthy person, but the other was Lan Xu, and he didn’t even have a chance to back out.
Chu Chen’an nodded in resignation; his shoulders were tense. Lan Huai had always been a person with a strong desire for exclusivity, and now that the situation had happened, he couldn’t imagine how Lan Huai would react.
Lan Huai didn’t say anything else; he served him a bowl of soup and said to him, “Keep eating.”
Chu Chen’an nodded as he lowered his head and took another sip of soup.
The two people around him were sitting upright and staring at him as he ate, making him nervous; his appetite greatly reduced, and he hurriedly finished his meal under the duo’s watchful eyes.
At noon, Lan Huai wrapped his arms around him and slept.
His sleeping face carried a slight fatigue, as if he had rushed back in a hurry, and his palms were clasped tightly around his hands.
Chu Chen’an obediently shrunk in his arms and didn’t dare to move; he was resting on Lan Huai’s arm, but he didn’t feel half sleepy. He gazed at Lan Huai’s cool face, felt his even breathing, and froze slightly.
Lan Huai’s hold on him now was warm, very warm.
Lan Huai had killed himself in order to find his soul in the first place, and now that he was back, he returned his soul for him, just because he was afraid that he would be cold.
He didn’t know if it was guilt or what, but when Chu Chen’an blinked a few times, the ends of his eyes were a little wet.
Lan Huai must have suffered a lot, and nine times out of ten it was because of him.
It seemed like they had known each other for a long time, and it seemed like he loved him many times.
That kind of love was deep; he could feel it.
Chu Chen’an even became careful with his breathing; seeing Lan Huai sleeping peacefully, he couldn’t help but reach out a hand from under the covers, his fingertips gently tapping his eyelids.
Lan Huai opened his eyes alertly, looked at Chu Chen’an in his arms, and abruptly closed them again.
He caught Chu Chen’an’s hand and held it in his hand and kissed it, his chin pressed against his forehead, his voice low as he spoke, “Sleep.”
Chu Chen’an quietly closed his eyes.
Lan Xu came to harass several times during the nap, itching to carry Chu Chen’an away.
Later, Chu Chen’an managed to get out of Lan Huai’s embrace by using the excuse of going to the restroom.
He came out of the restroom with the intention of going to the kitchen to get a glass of water and had just arrived at the kitchen door.
He saw Lan Xu sitting alone on a pearwood rattan chair next to the dining table, with several plates of pastries steaming in front of him.
Seeing that Chu Chen’an had come over, Lan Xu raised his eyes and glanced at him.
Chu Chenan froze with his cup of water. “What are you doing sitting here alone?”
“Making pastries for you.” Lan Xu lowered his head and said, “I’m afraid that you’ll like brother even more now that he’s back.”
The silver bells on his costume refracted light and shadows, and his eagle eyes looked forlorn and affectionate.
He muttered softly, “If only I were brother, I would still be able to catch up with you and cuddle you to sleep.”
“An An, come and taste it; do you like it?”
Chu Chen’an swallowed his saliva. Lan Xu seemed to have said this sentence many times. Chu Chenan stood in place for a while, not knowing what to say, but his heart had vaguely softened.
He approached Lan Xu, took a piece of white pastry, took a small bite, and after swallowing, said, “Not bad.”
“Really?” Lan Xu stood up, his hand instantly affixed to his waist. “Then I’ll taste it too.”
He pried open Chu Chen’an’s lips with his and kissed him freely. His tongue entangled with Chu Chen’an’s teeth and then touched the tip of his tongue, making Chu Chen’an unable to react quickly.
“Mmmmm ……”
Chu Chen’an was pressed against the edge of the table, being kissed into a daze, while Lan Xu was still kissing him with intent, claiming the juices in his mouth, like he was really savoring a snack.
This pervert who pretended to be pitiful!
He definitely wouldn’t be soft-hearted next time!
Chu Chen’an thought angrily in his heart and raised his hand to try to push him away, but he was strongly embraced by the other even more tightly.
……
Chu Chenan took advantage of the gap between Lan Huai and Lan Xu’s conversation and slipped out of the gate.
He first went to check on Zhang Fengting, who was still staying at Wu Yao’s house.
He had just walked into the dimly lit living room when he saw Zhang Fengting sitting in a rocking chair, making occasional cackling noises in the silent room, which sounded a bit eerie.
“Zhang Fengting.” Chu Chen’an softly walked over.
Zhang Fengting slowly got up and looked back at Chu Chen’an. He was wearing a purple cheongsam with blood red peony flowers on it; his eyes were as empty as autumn water while he was like a lonely, withered flower.
Beside the rocking chair lay a white skeleton frame, which should be Wu Yao’s corpse.
It was reasonably impossible for a corpse to decay so quickly, and as for where the flesh on his body had gone, Chu Chenan didn’t dare to think deeper.
He asked, “Are you… okay these days? Probably tomorrow there will be a car leaving here; I can let my friend take you.”
“Uh, thanks.” Zhang Fengting returned a miserable pale smile to him.
In less than a few short days, he was clearly not as excited as he was at first and would always look disinterested.
Such an atmosphere was too depressing; Chu Chen’an didn’t dare to stay longer; he said a few words to Zhang Fengting and left the place.
He went to look for He Xuesheng again.
He Xuesheng was in Old Liang’s house, bickering with his little assistant, each saying different things; his voice was so loud that he heard it from the doorway.
Little Assistant: “It’s too cold to sleep at night; can’t we get the shopkeeper to move two charcoal stoves up?”
He Xuesheng: “It’s just the beginning of fall; if you want to roast yourself, go ahead and move it; besides, burning charcoal inside the house, you actually want to die earlier, right?”
Little assistant: “You! Just take it out in the middle of the night, isn’t that okay?”
“Who should take it out?” He Xuesheng laughed as he retorted, “I’ll set up an alarm for you at night; get up in the middle of the night, okay?”
“Why should I be the one to move it? I’m still injured,” the little assistant pinched his throat. “It’s the uninjured who have to move it; besides, it’s not like I’m the only one who has to use it.”
He Xuesheng slapped his palm and snorted, “Just your little injury? aiya! It would be better without a band-aid on it; it’s probably all good!”
Little assistant: “You! I’m too lazy to argue with you.”
Chu Chen’an walked over and knocked politely on the door.
He Xuesheng caught a glimpse of Chu Chen’an, suppressed his mocking expression, and quickly got up to mysteriously pull him into the room.
The little assistant’s face was green with anger; he glimpsed that the two of them were out of sorts and quietly followed them down to the door of the room, his ear pressed against the door.
Chu Chen’an: “What’s wrong?”
He Xuesheng frowned and deliberated for a few seconds before solemnly patting his shoulder.
The force of the tap wasn’t light, causing Chu Chen’an to almost choke.
He Xuesheng said, “I support you.”
“What?” Chu Chen’an didn’t hear clearly.
He Xuesheng looked at him seriously; in fact, he used half a day to convince himself.
He deliberately lowered his voice. “In fact, nowadays the era is so advanced and inclusive, right, you guys don’t have too much pressure, discrimination against homosexuality is few and far between, you guys just do well… In short, I support you guys!”
Chu Chen’an was silent for a long time.
He Xuesheng looked at him nervously.
Chu Chen’an: “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome!” He Xuesheng was relieved and scratched his head. “That what… you and Lan Xu are together; I didn’t tell anyone.”
Chu Chen’an couldn’t help but smile; it was obvious that He Xuesheng’s paragraph must have been drafted many times in his mind.
Just as he wanted to speak, a sharp cry came from the next room.
“Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah”
Chu Chen’an hurriedly turned around and pushed open the door of the room, running towards the source of the sound with He Xuesheng.
They arrived at the door.
After He Xuesheng saw the interior, it was like he was frozen in place. “What the…”
A strong stench and bloody smell came from a gentle breeze, and on the floor of the room, various broken bones, as well as some human organ parts, were scattered, staining the entire floor red with blood.
The two people who were alive and, well, at this moment, not even a piece of complete skeleton could be found.
The person who just let out a scream was Xiao Jing, who was in charge of photography and editing. He originally wanted to come and call them for dinner, but he didn’t expect to see a field of broken bones as soon as he opened the door.
The little assistant stood at the very back, covering his mouth to stifle his vomit.
Soon, several of his peers came, including Old Liang.
Old Liang squeezed through the people who surrounded him and stood in the center, and the little assistant was so scared that he stuck to his back.
Old Liang was also shocked and afraid; his face was pale and his voice was trembling. “What… is going on?”
The people were all terrified. Looking at each other, suddenly two people died for no reason; this made them all panic.
Xiao Jing was trembling; even his voice was trembling. He said with a sobbing voice, “They have not gone out of the door from yesterday morning until now, and no one has gone in. How did it suddenly… happen?”
One of them said in fear, “Then it cannot be… a ghost, right?”
This sentence made the atmosphere more and more shrouded by oppressive fear.
“What are you talking about?” Old Liang calmed everyone down. “We’ve been here for so many days and we’re fine; how come there’s been a ghost in the last two days? Don’t scare yourself.”
With tears in his eyes, Xiao Jing pursed his lips and didn’t dare to speak again.
“Director Liang, why don’t we call the police?” One of the men said.
The little assistant covered his mouth and gave him a blank look. “Are you stupid? This is outside territory; even if the police in country A wanted to control it, they can’t control this side.”
Old Liang looked around the eerie interior, his brows slightly knitted. Since the people were brought in by him, he would inevitably have to take the blame as well; the state of affairs and the impact on his reputation would be more serious.
It made him irritable, but no matter what, he had to find out how the person had died first and find evidence that would clear him of responsibility.
“Go in and see what’s going on down there.”
The young assistant nodded; he didn’t think much of it; it didn’t affect him much if people were dead. However, he loved to watch the fun, so he held back his nausea and doggedly followed Old Liang.
He Xuesheng, Chu Chen’an, and several people also walked in; the stench of bloo-d mixed with the smell of acid was very strong. Chu Chen’an lowered his head and tried not to look at the dark brown liquid on the floor.
A few men came to the window and the edge of the bed to check; they didn’t find traces of a fight or the murder weapon; even the traces of someone else being there weren’t present.
The two men, He Xuesheng and Chu Chenan, walked at the end, leaving Xiao Jing waiting outside.
“So damn evil.” He Xuesheng muttered.
Suddenly, he felt an incomparable stinging pain between his neck, as if there were countless needles stabbing him.
He hissed, covering his neck and half bowing down.
Chu Chen’an hurriedly turned around to support him, frightened. “He Xuesheng, what’s wrong with you?”
“It hurts… it hurts… hiss ah.” He Xuesheng showed his teeth; the wound on his neck was now bubbling with blood, flowing down his neck; the fishy red soon penetrated his collar.
Chu Chenan looked at the three men in front of him who were focused on their inspection and held onto He Xuesheng, feeling vaguely uneasy.
A rustling sound came from the room, making a soft sound like a dead leaf being trampled.
His eyes widened, and he exclaimed, “Get out of here!”
Old Liang looked back at Chu Chen’an, confused. “What’s wrong?”
Several men stood still and indifferent.
The young assistant glanced scornfully at Chu Chen’an.
“They’re still here; hurry up and get out!” Chu Chen’an’s pretty face went pale, his timid voice doing its best to be audible and be pulled. He Xuesheng toward the door on one side while speaking to them on the other.
The little assistant obviously faltered and looked around the chamber. “What a mess…”
“Ah ！！！！”
Before the words of the little assistant were finished, they saw a man in front of them suddenly being pounced on by something; his body was clearly empty, but his neck quickly erupted with bloo-d.
Immediately afterward, one of his arms was automatically ripped off, and the sound of clicking and gnawing bones came from the chamber.
The flab on the man’s stomach was gnawed off at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing a large bloody hole where intestines and organs were ripped out.
“Click click click click click…”
Old Liang and the remaining few people were so scared that they forgot to think, running towards the door almost by instinct.
The little assistant’s face went white as he followed closely behind, but the doorway was too narrow, and he was bumped by a robust man as he ran, falling heavily on the ground.
“Ahhhhhhhh! Don’t crowd me! Let me out first.”
The assistant suffered a nosebleed from being thrown but quickly stood up, screaming.
Several men squeezed out of the door, and as the assistant was about to run towards the door, he found that something sharp had grabbed his ankle.
With eyes full of despair and panic, the little assistant fought to break free, “Let go of me, ahhhhh, help me! You guys, don’t run! ”
His ankle began to fester, showing bloo-dy wounds.
Chu Chen’an was squeezed to the very back by a strong man.
He looked at the little assistant’s crumbling eyes, a little shaken. Old Liang rushed to help He Xuesheng run ahead, not even caring about the life or death of the little assistant behind him.
Chu Chenan fell back a few steps, reached out, and gripped his wrist, pulling it out with vigor.
“Ah!” The little assistant hissed out, a large piece of flesh missing from his ankle.
Chu Chenan was actually afraid; his cheeks were stained with some of He Xuesheng’s blood. Then he went out of the little assistant’s hand and said, “Hurry up.”
The seven people who survived ran all the way downstairs, stopping in the open air clearing outside the B&B; they almost used up their maximum strength, all of them sitting paralyzed on the ground, panting and in shock.
He Xuesheng’s bleeding stopped; he lowered his head and cursed weakly, “Damn, there really are ghosts.”
Old Liang gasped and looked around the crowd.
Three people were dead now.
“It’s all because of you!” The young assistant covered his leg with his injured hand, stood up, and violently pushed Chu Chen’an’s shoulder. “If it wasn’t for the fact that we had to bring you along, they wouldn’t have died.”
His eyes were paranoid, spreading his anger all over Chu Chen’an.
Chu Chenan raised his eyes to look at the little assistant, a little disappointed. The person he had just saved was now pointing at his nose and cursing him.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have idly stretched that hand.
He Xuesheng frowned. “Hey, did Chu Chenan write the words ‘I should stay’ on his forehead? Did he not pay the necessary funds?”
“He has long been in love with Lan Xu; he is purposely letting us stay with him; if we had left a few days ago, could something have happened?” The young assistant glared at Chu Chen’an, “It’s because of you that they were ki-lled.”
His words caused Old Liang and the two people around him to look at Chu Chen’an.
Old Liang also questioned Chu Chen’an, “Is that true? Why didn’t you say so earlier?”
“You did it on purpose, didn’t you?” The burly man beside him frowned and muttered in a low voice, “It seems like there’s something wrong with all the gays’ brains.”
Chu Chen’an rubbed his swollen and painful wrist. “I didn’t hide it on purpose, and I didn’t know this would happen.”
He had also only been with Lan Xu for just a few days.
He Xuesheng: “Hey, hey, hey, you guys get it right, what’s this got to do with Chu Chen’an? Who he’s with is his privacy; he has the right to say or not say anything. Besides, he didn’t know this would happen after he said it, What’s wrong with all of you?”
He said to the assistant, “If you don’t go find those cannibalistic things to show off your strength, why are you shouting here? If you have the guts, go back and curse at them. Besides, Chen’an saved you just now, but you turned your face and didn’t recognize anyone in the blink of an eye; you’re really good.”
After he finished speaking, he coughed a few times, as if he had used too much strength.
Chu Chen’an patted He Xuesheng’s shoulder, signaling to appease him to stop talking.
The little assistant glared, unable to talk back; he covered his injured ankle and muttered, “Scourge.”
Chu Chenan ignored him, wanting to get out of here more than any other moment.
His wrist hurt so badly that he suddenly felt a little hungry.
Suddenly, he remembered the pastries Lan Xu had made for him today.
“Why is it so lively here?”
Chu Chen’an was stunned, and the familiar voice made him raise his head.
He raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of Lan Xu’s slender figure, who was walking straight towards him.
Lan Xu squatted down in front of Chu Chen’an and raised his hand to cup his face. Chu Chen’an locked eyes with his gentle turquoise eyes, his breathing slightly stagnant, feeling Lan Xu gently wiping the blo-od on his face.
Thump, thump, thump.
It was as if the air was quiet.
Chu Chen’an secretly pinched his fingers tightly, afraid of falling deep into the soft waves of temptation in these blue eyes.
Lan Xu winked at him and lightly wrapped his arm around his shoulders. And then he looked at the crowd and said, “Everyone seems to be badly injured; what happened to all of them?”
That strong man said, “The building… has a ghost upstairs; they’re dead!”
“Oh,” Lan Xu nodded lightly. “Haunted? Then you guys can find the shopkeeper to have a good talk.”
Old Liang looked disturbed. “It’s not haunted; it’s really haunted… Three people have already died.”
Lan Xu didn’t respond to Old Liang’s words.
“By the way,” he looked at the little assistant, a chill hidden in his smile. “Who did you just say is a scourge?”
The little assistant lowered his head sheepishly and stammered, not daring to speak.
“Why don’t you say anything?” Lan Xu smiled, revealing his white teeth, “weren’t you still talking just now?”
The atmosphere became stiff; a few people who had questioned just now lowered their heads and didn’t speak, while He Xuesheng had already weakly half-fainted.
Chu Chen’an was about to say something when he caught another glimpse of a purple figure.
Lan Huai had also come.
Lan Huai’s expression was indifferent; his demeanor was permeated with a sense of coldness and holiness; he was like a natural shaman god.
Lan Huai didn’t say a word and came towards him as if no one else was there, bending down and hugging him.
Old Liang was confused. “The person just now… Aren’t you Lan Xu?”
The two looked exactly the same, so he couldn’t tell for a moment.
Lan Xu’s smile disappeared. He watched Lan Huai hug Chu Chen’an and leave; he also lazily patted the clothes on his body and got up to follow.
“You guys are leaving today, right?” He walked a few steps, then glanced back at the crowd and said, “Tsk, you guys are hurt so badly; do you need me to send some injury medicine over for you? Let’s put on the medicine first before rushing on.”
“Okay!” The little assistant’s ankle was already painfully numb, but he inevitably fantasized about this outstanding-looking man, “Thank you.”
Lan Xu smiled, “You’re welcome.”
His smile disappeared with him as he turned around, and a few points of murky killing intent crossed the bottom of his eyes.
……
At night, Lan Huai wrapped his arms around Chu Chen’an from behind, his palms rubbing his bruised and swollen wrists.
Chu Chen’an had just finished his bath; his body was fresh. He leaned on the bed and let Lan Huai apply medicine to him.
“I came late today.” Lan Huai looked at Chu Chen’an’s swollen and bruised wrists and was heartbroken. He kissed Chu Chen’an’s cheek. “I’m sorry, baby.”
Chu Chen’an shook his head.
From the time the accident happened to the time they quickly escaped downstairs, it was less than five or six minutes in total; they actually came very quickly.
He suddenly asked in a small voice, “Do you think I’m particularly timid and useless?”
“No, I never thought so.”
Lan Huai said, “An An, you were scared, but you still faced it, didn’t you? You’ve even helped others; that’s not timid, nor is it useless.”
Chu Chen’an listened attentively and turned to meet his eyes.
Lan Huai said, “You’re very brave and kind.”
Chu Chen’an was slightly stunned by what he heard, his cheeks slightly red.
Although he knew that what Lan Huai said were just words of praise to please him, he liked to hear them.
After Lan Huai finished, he asked again, “Did they bully you today?”
Chu Chen’an shook his head. “No.”
Lan Huai rubbed his wrist and said, “Well, it doesn’t matter if they did or didn’t.” After all, they were all going to die.
Lan Xu pushes the door in, wearing a black robe and holding a box of white ointment in his hand.
Lan Huai coldly asked, “What are you doing here?”
“Why can’t I come? I have to apply medicine to An An too.” Lan Xu wasn’t willing to show weakness.
He sat on the edge of the bed, his palms holding Chu Chen’an’s calves directly, applying medicine to his bruised knees.
Chu Chen’an wanted to retract it, but he simply couldn’t break free from Lan Xu’s shackles, and instead his slender legs were lifted up.
Chu Chen’an’s pale face flushed red; he was somewhat uncomfortable.
Lan Huai: “In the future, An An will sleep with me at night.”
“No way, brother, don’t monopolize him.” Lan Xu gripped Chu Chen’an’s ankle, his eyes carrying the uniquely invasive and aggressive nature of a male.
“What do you want?”
“This is better.” Lan Xu smiled and squeezed onto Chu Chen’an’s other side. “I don’t mind if we sleep together.”
When Chu Chenan heard this, he hurriedly shook his head.
No way!
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Yes Way!!! 🤭
Awwwww, an an will be sandwich
The only time I see MC have a proper conversation with is Lan huai lol