C101 – Sinister Lover [Slice]

Chu Chen’an leaned against Lan Huai; his body stabilized, and his fear diminished by a few points. He took hold of the hand in front of him that was blocking his view and slowly lowered it, looking at the perimeter of the pit, which was filled with a number of shredded pieces of clothing, strands of hair, watches, cameras, and skeleton frames.

 

 

There were many symbols of modernity left behind, and it was safe to guess that most of these dead bodies were outsiders.

 

And these clambering, biting dryads, their bloo-dy mouths were wide open, with bloo-d dripping down to their chins. They were dressed in strange, tattered alien clothing, the color of which had morphed into a disgusting yellowish hue, and one could tell they were old.

 

They bit the leg of the strong man who was hanging, crazily sucking his bloo-d. Old Liang and several others were unconscious, with pale and weak faces, as if they had been sucked many times.

 

 

Chu Chen’an remembered seeing this kind of clothing before. At the bonfire wedding ceremony, the priests all wore this kind of clothing!

 

 

The basement of the B&B had been hiding the mummies of priests all year round, and most of the dead skeletons were foreign tourists. It was obvious that the shopkeeper had been feeding these mummies with the bloo-d and meat of foreign tourists over the years.

 

He Xuesheng looked disgusted; he covered his neck that was constantly overflowing with bloo-d with an incredulous expression, “What the… Can it be that I was bitten by this kind of thing last time?”

 

Chu Chen’an looked disgusted for a moment as well, and he finally realized why He Xuesheng’s neck was bleeding as soon as he came here.

 

The odor of He Xuesheng’s bloo-d attracted the attention of the dry corpses, and a few dry corpses with twisted torsos shifted their direction and began to climb towards them.

 

As they climbed, black-brown liquid continued to leak out from their bodies, and a strong stench came along with it.

 

Chu Chen’an staggered back two steps and secretly grabbed the corner of Lan Huai’s coat.

 

Lan Huai smoothly supported his waist and held him in his arms; his broad chest giving him a sense of security.

 

Several dry corpses opened their hideous, bloo-dy mouths and climbed up the pit, their torsos twisted and stiff.

 

Chu Chen’an frowned slightly as he listened to the hissing sound coming from not far away. He looked at Lan Xu beside him and saw that he was still looking leisurely. He said anxiously, “They’re climbing up… what should we do?”

 

Lan Xu looked down at him and casually handed him the mahogany ocarina. “Try it.”

 

“I won’t.”

 

Chu Chen’an shook his head, anxiously looking at Lan Huai and Lan Xu. When he saw that they were not moving, his eyes couldn’t help but tremble; he looked more and more pitiful, making them want to ruthlessly possess and bully him.

 

Lan Xu leaned down and whispered, “Then, kiss me.”

 

At this kind of time, he was still thinking… about it!

 

Chu Chen’an’s earlobes reddened; he bit his lip and hesitated for half a second, but still took advantage of He Xuesheng’s lowered head and quickly kissed the side of Lan Xu’s face.

 

He squatted on the ground, already in a semi-conscious state; he was concerned about stopping the bloo-d and didn’t pay attention to them at all.

 

Soon, the long ocarina sound echoed in this stone cellar; the sound was eerie and distant, and the rioting dry corpses crawled back to the bottom of the earthen cave as if they had been boiled in boiling water, howling hoarsely.

 

Old Liang and the three of them were suspended on an iron frame above the pit, above which a long iron bridge spanned this towering and spacious stone cellar.

 

He Xuesheng sat on the ground and said weakly, “Quickly… save them.”

 

Old Liang and a few of them had different degrees of bites and lacerations, especially the strong man; his calves were injured and bloo-dy.

 

But he didn’t have much sympathy for these few people; if it wasn’t for He Xuesheng, he might have followed Lan Huai back; after all, he wouldn’t be kind enough to save a few people who had denigrated and ostracized him.

 

But He Xuesheng was different; he was a sincere friend, and since He Xuesheng had said so, then he definitely couldn’t just shrug it off.

 

Chu Chen’an just wanted to take two steps forward, but was stopped by Lan Xu.

 

He looked coldly at those people and asked, “Baby, you want to save them?”

 

Chu Chen’an looked at He Xuesheng; after all, Old Liang was his brother-in-law. For He Xuesheng’s sake, no matter how reluctant, he had to reluctantly help them this time, but this was also the last time.

 

He said, “Yes, they should still be alive, right?”

 

“It’s too dangerous,” Lan Huai wrapped his arm around him and walked back. “Don’t worry about it; someone will bring them up.”

 

Chu Chen’an turned back while walking, “Then He Xuesheng…”

 

“He’s the same.” Lan Xu held the back of his head for him to look forward. “Alright, we’ve already found someone to help. Let’s go back and continue sleeping.”

 

Chu Chen’an was picked up by Lan Xu; the night wind was cold to the bone. Lan Xu used his jacket to surround him tightly.

 

When they returned home, it was already midnight. Chu Chen’an was sleeping in Lan Xu’s arms, and his sleeping face was very quiet. He closed his eyes and shrank obediently, making the gazes of Lan Xu and Lan Huai soften uncontrollably.

 

Lan Xu smiled and kissed his cheek, saying softly, “He accepted me, brother.”

 

His tone was tinged with excitement and leaps of joy as he wrapped his arms around him extra tightly.

 

Lan Huai: “But you pushed him.”

 

“And what does that matter? Did you push him, too?” Lan Xu got what he wanted and wrapped his possessive arms around him tightly. “He’s mine too.”

 

He had prayed for years.

 

……

 

Chu Chen’an was half asleep when he grabbed onto a hand that was fidgeting around his waist. He pouted and rolled over with his eyes closed.

 

When he squinted his eyes open, he saw Lan Huai’s handsome face that was close at hand. He stared at Lan Huai for a long time, and Lan Huai rubbed the top of his hair. “Want to get up?”

 

Chu Chen’an whispered in dissatisfaction, “Take your hand off; it tickles.”

 

Lan Huai let out a light laugh and kissed his cheek, reminding him, “Not me.”

 

Chu Chen’an blushed, turned around, and violently pushed down Lan Xu, but unexpectedly Lan Xu embraced him even more tightly; his voice was a little hoarse. “Good boy, go back to sleep.”

 

Lan Huai had to get up first; he kissed Chu Chen’an’s forehead before getting up.

 

Chu Chen’an was hugged and kissed by Lan Xu for a long time before he was let go, and only got up after ten minutes.

 

Chu Chen’an was brushing his teeth in the mirror when Lan Xu walked in slowly, casually locking the door behind him and wrapping his arms around him from behind, his blazing gaze making his scalp go numb.

 

Chu Chen’an rinsed his mouth, then remembered, “Right, how are He Xuesheng and the others?”

 

Lan Xu clung to him, “Don’t worry, baby, they’re all still alive.”

 

A man’s desire was usually strong in the morning, especially men who had just recently eaten meat.

 

 

Lan Xu’s hands began to be restless. Chu Chen’an couldn’t help but hum. He turned around to open the door but found that it had already been locked. His hand that was holding the door was grabbed back by Lan Xu, with ten fingers tightly clenched, and he couldn’t retreat.

 

 

Passionate kisses followed, his mouth was invaded forcefully, and his tongue was curled and entangled in kisses that made him so weak on his feet that he could only barely hold on Lan Xu’s shoulders.

 

“Mmmmm.”

 

 

The heat lingered around him, forcing him to immerse himself in this lingering kiss.

 

Immediately afterward.

 

Imaginatively sweet sounds came from within the tightly closed bathroom, pitiful pleas and sobs in succession.

 

……

 

Lan Xu felt sorry for Chu Chen’an’s wrist injury and washed him up an hour later. Chu Chen’an glared at him with red eyes and kicked his shoulder, but that didn’t get a reaction from him.

 

Lan Xu coaxed him nicely and even smiled as he held on to his ankle and kissed it.

 

In the end, Chu Chen’an was half embraced as he went to visit He Xuesheng in the B&B.

 

He Xuesheng was in good condition. Lan Xu stopped bleeding and he recovered quickly. Now he was lying on the bed drinking Congee.

 

 

Chu Chen’an chatted with him casually before leaving, but he didn’t go to see Old Liang and Chen Han.

 

 

He heard from He Xuesheng that when the assistant Chen Han woke up and saw that his leg was missing, he muttered that he wanted to commit su-icide. He went crazy, then he was restless for half a day. Later, he fainted and died.

 

 

Chu Chen’an was afraid after hearing this. If Chen Han hadn’t gone to the corridor alone, perhaps he wouldn’t have lost a leg; it couldn’t be blamed on others; it was the consequence for his sin.

 

Old Liang and the others were dragged up in the late night, by the time they were brought up, they were all frozen. They were still unconscious.

 

 

Chu Chen’an asked Lan Xu, “What are those… things inside, ah?”

 

“Those are the priests raised by the shopkeeper, all of whom have been dead for many years. He is most superstitious about this. Although they’ve been dead so long that they smell bad, he still couldn’t bear to bury him and kept raising them with human bloo-d.” Lan Xu comforted him: “Don’t be afraid, baby. Now they’ve all been burned by my brother. This place will be peaceful in the future.”

 

Chu Chen’an asks as he descended the stairs, “Then why didn’t you burn them before?”

 

 

“Because you’d be scared.”

 

 

Lan Xu’s answer made Chu Chen’an freeze.

 

Lan Xu didn’t care if those things were there or not, but Chu Chen’an was going to live here for the rest of his life, so of course they had to be considerate for Chu Chen’an.

 

He wanted Chu Chen’an to live here at will.

 

When passing by the temple, the white cloth at the entrance of the temple was a bit dazzling, and the low and neat sound of mantras could be heard from inside. Only the young woman with the white cloth wrapped around her head in the middle was kneeling and crying, holding a bowl of wine in her hand, she refused to put it down even after a long time.

 

Chu Chen’an couldn’t help but look twice more as he passed by.

 

“Why is she the only one crying in mourning?” Chu Chen’an tilted his head and asked Lan Xu, “Is she the only one who is a relative?”

 

“She’s a widowed wife; only widowed wives and brothers are allowed to offer wine to the deceased here in our area.” Lan Xu explained and couldn’t help but smile when he saw Chu Chen’an’s expression of sudden realization.

 

 

Chu Chen’an thought back to that day’s scene; Lan Xu had actually recognized him a long time ago; that was why he had taken the initiative to let him offer wine; it all made sense now.

 

 

He was so stupid.

 

He didn’t notice this per-vert who had no good intentions early on.

 

 

Chu Chen’an remembered this matter again and couldn’t help but get angry. He lightly grunted and quickly walked ahead.

 

“An An, why are you angry? I’ve only lied to you once.” Lan Xu caught up with him in a few steps, wrapped his arm around his shoulders, and coaxed, “Forgive me, okay.”

 

He accused, “You lied to me.”

 

 

Lan Xu kissed his cute face and asked, “What else have I lied to you about?”

 

 

Chu Chen’an stopped walking; his earlobes were red as he stared at him. After holding back for a long time, he finally revealed the secret: “You secretly kissed me.”

 

 

Lan Xu let out a “pfft” laugh and couldn’t help but rub Chu Chen’an’s angry little face, “Did I?”

 

 

Chu Chen’an thought he wasn’t admitting it. “Obviously you did!”

 

 

Lan Xu stared straight at him and retorted, “Then how did I kiss? Where did I kiss? Does baby still remember?”

 

Chu Chen’an blushed at the question, “I don’t remember that.”

 

He suspected that Lan Xu was changing the topic, and before he could react, Lan Xu wrapped his hand around his shoulders and walked towards the corner of the alley.

 

Lan Xu’s lips pressed against Chu Chen’an’s cheek, his voice low and filled with amusement. “Is that how I kissed you?”

 

 

Chu Chen’an was once again silent; he let out a sound in protest, but it invited Lan Xu to intensify his kisses more and more.

 

It happened again!

 

……

 

Lan Huai came back in the evening, and Chu Chen’an was taught to play the ocarina after Lan Xu’s persuasion. He didn’t want to learn at first, but after listening to Lan Xu play a section, he immediately became interested.

 

When he was playing the ocarina, he was very serious, his eyes were turquoise, his face was perfect and impeccable, and his body exuded a unique charm.

 

Chu Chen’an was dumbfounded for a long time, then he reluctantly followed suit.

 

Although stupid, Lan Xu taught him very attentively, and he ended up learning a little bit.

 

Chu Chen’an lifted his eyes to see that Lan Huai had returned, and with joy in his countenance, he smiled happily and said, “I learned to blow this.”

 

“Is that so?” Lan Huai looked at Chu Chen’an.

 

Chu Chen’an’s smiling face was so beautiful that it dazzled the eyes. Looking at his fair and tender neck and moist red lips, Lan Huai’s Adam’s apple slowly rolled as he spoke, “Blow that for me tonight.”

 

Of course Chu Chen’an was happy to display his talent, so he nodded, “Okay.”

 

But when it came time to show it at night, it was completely different from what Chu Chen’an thought.

 

 

Lan Huai locked the door to the room, and there were only the two of them in the room.

 

Chu Chen’an looked at Lan Huai and simply reminded him, “The ocarina hasn’t been taken.”

 

“We don’t need that.”

 

Lan Huai’s voice was already cold and indifferent, exuding a sense of sanctity. However, at this moment, he rudely unbuttoned his collar.

 

Only then did Chu Chen’an realize what was going on; his eyes widened, and he took a few steps back until his calves rested against the edge of the bed.

 

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