C91 — Sinister Lover [Slice]

The shadow of the dark lamp reflected Lan Xu’s face, making his smile more and more sinister.

 

 

Chu Chen’an’s lower lip trembled as he watched Lan Xu press the man with a face full of rotting flesh against the wall, using the fishy, smelly blo-od to paint.

 

 

His movements were elegant and skilful.

 

 

“It’s painted like this, isn’t it?”

 

 

Lan Xu glanced sideways and back at Chu Chen’an, smiling as he said softly, “Come and help me look.”

 

 

Chu Chen’an didn’t dare to speak as Lan Xu drew a colourful flower on the white wall.

 

 

The blo-od around the petals slowly flowed downward.

 

 

Chu Chen’an’s eyes met Lan Xu’s gaze, and he felt the soles of his feet soften.

 

 

Lan Xu finished painting and released his grip on the long dead person, who fell to the ground like mud. The bloo-d constantly spread from his body.

 

 

Lan Xu used a handkerchief to clean his hands, squatted down in front of Chu Chen’an, and checked the wounds on his body. Then he warmly asked, “Are you hurt?”

 

 

Lan Xu’s gentle smile made him seem like he was a different person than just now.

 

 

Chu Chen’an glanced at the pool of blood that kept spreading and said in a trembling voice, “That person…”.

 

 

“Don’t be afraid; don’t be afraid; it’s just a dirty thing.” Lan Xu patted Chu Chen’an’s back, like it was nothing. He said softly, “They’re like dead people that steal people’s bloo-d. If you don’t ki-ll them, they’ll bite us.”

 

 

Chu Chen’an was still in shock, but he was half convinced and squeezed the corner of his coat tightly.

 

 

He shivered, not daring to look into those eyes for more than half a second.

 

 

Lan Xu glanced at the bloo-d on his palm; his smile disappeared. “Chen’an, you’re injured; we have to hurry back.”

 

 

Saying that, Lan Xu intercepted and hugged Chu Chen’an, quickly carrying him away from the B&B.

 

 

Chu Chen’an was startled; his hand slightly grabbed his shoulder. “I can walk by myself.”

 

 

Lan Xu lowered his head and said, “But you’re hurt.”

 

……

 

Chu Chen’an was carried back to the bedroom, his arms carefully stuffed with a soft pillow by Lan Xu.

 

“Lie down.” Lan Xu held up a cotton swab and medicine as if he had prepared it beforehand and said gently, “I’ll be gentle.”

 

 

Chu Chen’an said, “I’d rather do it myself.”

 

His heart resisted a million times.

 

Lan Xu’s warm and bright image had already collapsed; how could he dare to let Lan Xu help him apply medicine?

 

“Your injury is on your back; it’s not easy to reach.” Lan Xu placed his pillow on the bed and set it up, gesturing for him to lie on his stomach. “It’s better for me to help you.”

 

 

Chu Chen’an pushed back a few times to no avail, so he could only squirm and climb up, his small hand cupping a corner of the pillow.

 

He was wearing a white t-shirt, and when he laid down, it outlined his slim waist and firm hips just right. There were three or four scratches on his back, and in some places, the bloo-d had slightly congealed and stuck to his clothes.

 

 

Lan Xu took out gold silk scissors and lightly pinched on a corner of the surrounding clothes, “Don’t move, ah.”

 

Chu Chen’an raised his eyes; he seemed to hear the sound of the scissors rubbing against the fabric.

 

He blushingly whispered, “Wait.”

 

“Click.” After a few soft sounds, he felt a large part of his back cool down.

 

His chin once again rested against the pillow surface, feeling Lan Xu’s fingertips brush against his back.

 

 

Chu Chen’an’s skin was very white, making those scars look worse.

 

Lan Xu looked at his smooth skin with pity for a few seconds and asked, “Does it hurt?”

 

“It doesn’t hurt.” Chu Chen’an replied.

 

 

He felt that only the period of time when he was scratched was particularly painful.

 

 

Lan Xu used a sticky, wet cotton swab to slowly apply it to his back.

 

He suddenly said, “Chen’an, teach me to draw, okay?”

 

“What?” Chu Chen’an’s heart palpitated as he remembered the gaudy and exquisite flower that Lan Xu had painted on the wall.

 

 

“I want to learn to paint.” Lan Xu’s cotton swab brushed against Chu Chen’an’s waist, and he asked quietly, “Is that okay?”

 

 

Chu Chen’an squeezed his hand tighter, thinking about whether he could move out tomorrow and find another place where he could get free lodging.

 

 

“Chen’an,” Lan Xu saw that he hadn’t said anything for a long time, and there was a bit of loss in his tone. “Do you not want to teach me?”

 

 

There was a gloomy, cold questioning tone in his voice, frightening Chu Chen’an to the point where his forehead was sweating.

 

 

Chu Chen’an could only hurriedly say, “No, of course I’m willing; it’s just that my drawing isn’t very good either.”

 

 

“Then it’s settled, then, Chen’an; you’re so good.” Lan Xu interrupted, smiling pleasantly, “How about tomorrow? Teach me tomorrow.”

 

 

Chu Chen’an could only nod his head and say yes.

 

 

He was so flustered that he hoped Lan Xu would hurry up and finish applying it, but it felt like Lan Xu didn’t just apply it to his wounds.

 

 

He seemed to have applied a lot.

 

 

From Lan Xu’s angle, Chu Chen’an’s beautiful figure was visible; he was lying down obediently, and even his messy hair was cute as hell.

 

 

Lan Xu asked, “By the way, why did you suddenly go to the B&B tonight?”

 

 

Chu Chen’an’s heart tightened. “I wanted to go back to find something.”

 

 

Lan Xu: “And did you find it?”

 

 

“No.” Chu Chen’an narrowed his eyes as he nervously asked, “Then why did you come?”

 

 

“I originally came to look for the shop manager, and I came up when I heard a commotion upstairs.” Lan Xu casually said.

 

Chu Chen’an cautiously asked, “Why did that person… just now want to suck blo-od?”

 

 

“He was originally a priest in the walled village, and then, after some stimulation, he went crazy and liked to drink the blo-od of the dead.” Lan Xu’s voice was very soft. He came closer to Chu Chen’an and said, “I’ve heard that these dirty things will also climb into the windows of other people’s homes at night, biting and sucking blo-od, and have bitten quite a few people to death.”

 

Chu Chen’an’s shoulders shook as he listened, and he couldn’t help but glance at the open window not far away.

 

 

Lan Xu lightly smiled. “But there’s no need to be afraid; our house is very safe. If you’re scared, we can sleep together at night.”

 

 

“No, no need,” Chu Chen’an leaned back and said in a panic, “I’m just curious.”

 

 

Lan Xu glanced at his cute face.

 

 

He finished using the cotton swab and then applied the powdered medicine.

 

 

Chu Chen’an’s chin rested on the back of his hand, and he smelt a faint herbal fragrance, which was quite nice.

 

 

Lan Xu’s movements were gentle; Chu Chen’an actually gradually became sleepy.

 

 

His eyelids drooped, his eyes fluttering.

 

 

【Ding～Congratulations, you have completed a temporary small task】.

 

 

[Reward Points: X1000 points]

 

 

[Live broadcast automatically opens]

 

 

[Live broadcast time: 30 minutes]

 

 

[Wife is hurt.]

 

 

[This old attacker is so damn handsome.]

 

 

[Who cut my wife’s shirt? Who cut my wife’s clothes like this? This is outrageous! My wife’s beautiful waist is exposed; I want to kiss him.]

(X33 gold coins)

 

[This seems to be a copy that one can be bewitched. Light a candle for my wife (X33 gold coins)]

 

[Just apply the medicine; why are you drawing on my wife’s back?]

 

[Help, why is it so hard? (X555 gold coins)]

 

……

 

Only after hearing the system beep in his head did Chu Chen’an barely open his eyes.

 

Chu Chen’an couldn’t help but ask out loud, “Is it done?”

 

“Mm.” Lan Xu’s fingertips were inadvertently traced along Chu Chen’an’s delicate butterfly bones to his waist. “It’s done.”

 

 

Chu Chen’an’s cheeks slightly reddened, as if relieved. “Thank you.”

 

 

Lan Xu asked, “You really don’t need me to accompany you at night?”

 

 

“No need.” Chu Chen’an hastily shook his head.

 

 

“Oh, well then.” Lan Xu pursed his lips.

 

 

He packed up the medicine box and lifted the quilt to cover Chu Chen’an’s waist. His tone was gentle and seductive. “Rest well, good night.”

 

 

Chu Chen’an hoped that he would leave quickly and said, “Good night.”

 

……

 

When Lan Xu left the room, Chu Chen’an immediately jumped out of bed, closed the bamboo window, and moved the table and chairs in front of the window to block it.

 

 

He made sure that the window was tightly closed before walking quickly to the bathroom.

 

 

He wanted to see what kind of injury Lan Xu lingered on for so long.

 

 

He turned his back to the mirror, and the powder on the wound seemed to have been melted and absorbed, so he couldn’t see any traces of having applied medicine at all.

 

 

And it seemed like he magically couldn’t feel half the pain anymore.

 

 

On the contrary, underneath the scratches, a dark brown flower pattern appeared, which was painted on by Lan Xu.

 

 

Like a colourful poppy flower.

 

 

He actually… actually…

 

 

Chu Chen’an was immediately red-faced and ashamed; his eyes were round.

 

 

But he didn’t dare to go out of the room to find Lan Xu.

 

 

He still had palpitations just now.

 

 

Lan Xu was definitely more dangerous than he thought.

 

 

He painstakingly wiped it clean with a sticky wet tissue, washed his face again, and changed his clothes before getting into bed.

 

 

During which the live broadcast stayed black.

 

 

[One day I will hack this broken system (X520 gold coins).]

 

[Show me! [Crawling with my trousers down]

 

 

[‘m not even allowed to look at his bare back! You’ve never seen a man naked before, have you? I want to see it!]

 

 

[I want to see it! I want to see it!]

 

 

……

 

Chu Chen’an laid down on his back to sleep; somehow, smelling the residual smell of medicine indoors, he fell asleep directly.

 

Thirty minutes later, he woke up again, woken up by the cold.

 

 

Because he was awake, he immersed felt someone kissing the back of his neck, and the touch was cold and creepy.

 

 

“An An… ” Lan Huai’s cold voice sounded from behind him.

 

Chu Chen’an’s mind collapsed.

 

He just sent one away, and yet another one came.

 

This room with good feng shui wasn’t much use.

 

“Are you hurt?” Lan Huai kissed his wound and licked it gently.

 

“I haven’t seen you in ages; you’re avoiding me, aren’t you?”

 

Lan Huai rolled him over gently, his cold fingertips brushing against his face.

 

 

Chu Chen’an opened his eyes, and what met his eyes was Lan Huai’s gloomy and cold face.

 

This was the first time he had seen Lan Huai since his resurrection.

 

 

He shook his head abashedly and said, “No.”

 

 

Lan Huai didn’t say anything else, leaning down to kiss his lips for a long time before releasing him.

 

 

His fingertips outlined Chu Chen’an’s delicate features, and his tone carried fondness: “An’an, your original appearance is so good-looking, but you also looked good when you were Chen An.”

 

 

This time the copy Boss didn’t even ask; Lan Huai was directly certain that he originally looked like this.

 

 

Chu Chen’an was surprised, and he was bitten on the lower lip again.

 

 

Lan Huai: “Does the wound still hurt?”

 

 

Chu Chen’an shook his head and whispered, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

 

 

His voice was slightly hoarse, appearing somewhat pitiful.

 

 

“Good boy, you just came back.” Lan Huai wrapped his arms around him and locked him into his embrace, murmuring softly, “I’ve been looking forward to your return.”

 

 

Lan Huai kissed him again for a long time.

 

 

Chu Chen’an felt that Lan Huai was probably heartbroken that he was hurt, he just hugged him all night without saying much.

 

 

Chu Chen’an felt especially cold at first, then slowly adapted.

 

……

 

As soon as he woke up, Lan Huai disappeared.

 

When he rubbed his neck and came to the bathroom, he found that his neck was covered with many new marks that spread all the way to his collarbone.

 

When he changed his clothes, he found quite a few at the base of his legs as well.

 

Chu Chen’an’s earlobes reddened, and he hurriedly washed up before heading downstairs.

 

When he got to the hall, he only saw Lan Xu standing quietly in front of the two effigies.

 

 

There was no one else in that effigy but Chen An and Lan Huai.

 

Chu Chen’an suddenly regretted coming down a bit, and just as he wanted to turn back the same way, he was called by Lan Xu.

 

 

“Good morning, Chen’an.” Lan Xu put up a pillar of blo-od-red incense in front of the altar, then he turned to look at Chu Chen’an.

 

 

His expression was calm as he glanced at the red mark on Chu Chen’an’s neck.

 

 

Chu Chen’an’s footsteps paused as he forced himself to calm down. “Good morning.”

 

 

His peach blossom-like eyes glanced elsewhere; he hesitated for a long time before he spoke with determination, “I feel that coming to your house to stay is a bit too much trouble for you. I… I’ll go and squeeze in with He Xuesheng; it’s fine.”

 

 

He twisted his fingers and tried to speak as politely as possible.

 

 

Lan Xu was silent for three seconds.

 

 

The atmosphere was silent.

 

 

These three seconds made Chu Chen’an suffer doubly.

 

 

Suddenly.

 

Lan Xu narrowed his eyes and smiled, revealing white teeth. “What are you talking about, Chen’an?”

 

 

Chu Chen’an’s heart thumped, and his thoughts couldn’t catch up with his regret at the moment.

 

At that time, he shouldn’t have come to Lan Xu’s house, even if he had gone to He Xuesheng’s room to sleep on the floor.

 

Lan Xu approached Chu Chen’an.

 

 

Chu Chen’an looked away, and he took a step back.

 

 

Suddenly, Lan Xu came close to Chu Chen’an’s face, only ten centimetres away from him.

 

 

Lan Xu’s slender fingers rested against his white chin as he stared at him slyly.

 

 

His voice was soft and low. “How could it be troublesome? It’s my honour for you to come to my house and stay.”

 

 

Chu Chen’an’s heartbeat accelerated nervously.

 

 

Lan Xu stared at him for a long time, and then fancifully turned around to glance at Chen An’s grey photo. He stared for a long time.

 

 

Chu Chen’an immediately had a bad feeling.

 

 

“Chen’an,” Lan Xu held in a smile as he spoke, “I found that you and my little sister-in-law look alike, ah.”

 

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