Chapter 61 Chapter 61 Hidden Ceramic Doll

"Whatever you want." Pei Shuyu looked at his rogue look and decided to ignore him and closed the door.

Out of sight, out of mind.

There was absolutely no movement outside the door.

Pei Shuyu leaned against the door, taking a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heartbeat. He showered and dealt with some emails.

In the middle of the night, just as he was beginning to feel sleepy, there was a rapid knock on the door, accompanied by the neighbor's lingering complaints: "Captain Pei! Hey, Captain Pei, are you home? Come on, open the door and check!"

Pei Shuyu's heart skipped a beat, and he had a very bad feeling. He quickly opened the door.

A neighbor in her pajamas stood outside the door, patting her chest with a look of fear on her face. "Oh, I was so scared! I just got back from my night shift, and as I got out of the elevator, I saw a dark, huddled figure at your door! I thought it was a burglar! I almost called the police! But then this handsome guy... said he was your cousin. Captain Pei, you can't let people sleep in the hallway just because they're arguing. It's so scary and unsafe!"

Pei Shuyu saw that Lu Hean was still sitting in the corner in the same position as before, with his head buried in his knees and his shoulders twitching. He looked a little pitiful in the corridor late at night.

Under the disapproving gaze of his neighbor, Pei Shuyu forced an apologetic smile. "Sorry, Auntie, for disturbing your rest. I...I'll take care of it right away."

After seeing off the neighbor who kept looking back and gossiping, Pei Shuyu stood at the door and took three deep breaths.

He finally sighed resignedly and kicked Lu Hean unhappily: "Get up, stop pretending."

Lu Hean immediately raised his head. There was no trace of grievance in his eyes, only joy at the success of his plan. He couldn't help but smile: "Thank you, Captain Pei, for taking me in."

After saying that, he picked up his suitcase and walked in nimbly, as if he was returning home.

Pei Shuyu looked at him and closed the door speechlessly.

What a sin.

Lu Hean is really like a large dog, patrolling as soon as he comes in, "Where is my luggage?"

"Just put it at the door." Pei Shuyu locked the door. "You sleep on the sofa and leave quickly tomorrow."

Lu Hean seemed not to hear and asked again, "Can I put my luggage in your room?"

"You're dreaming." Pei Shuyu said coldly.

Lu Hean was obviously not intimidated. He turned around and walked towards Pei Shuyu's room. "Indeed, it's late at night. It's time to dream."

"Stop!" Pei Shuyu rushed forward to stop him. "It's the sofa in the living room. You can sleep on it if you want. If you don't want to sleep on it, get out."

Lu Hean stopped and turned around. His tall figure was quite oppressive in the dim light of the living room. But his expression was pitiful, his eyes drooping and his mouth turned down. "The sofa is too small. I can't sleep on it."

"Then sleep on the floor." Pei Shuyu has become immune to his acting skills.

"I'm your ex-boyfriend after all, how could you bear to let me sleep on the floor?" Lu He'an held his wrist, his thumb unconsciously rubbing the sensitive skin on the inside twice, his tone sounding a little aggrieved. "Can you please be kind and take me in for one night? I promise not to move."

His credit score with Pei Shuyu has long been ruined.

Pei Shuyu tried to pull his hand back, but the grip tightened. The two of them stood face to face in silence, their breathing audible, the air thick with a silent struggle and a certain ambiguity that was about to explode.

"Let go." Pei Shuyu gritted his teeth.

"Then let me sleep in the bedroom." Lu Hean became more and more demanding.

"You wish."

"Then I'll have to continue sleeping outside the door," Lu He'an pretended to sigh, "I just don't know if all the neighbors in the building will know tomorrow that Captain Pei cruelly locked his homeless 'cousin' outside the door and let him freeze all night..."

Pei Shuyu took a deep breath.

At this moment, Lu Hean suddenly let go of his hand, but took advantage of the moment when he was stunned, squeezed past him nimbly, and headed straight for the bedroom with a clear goal!

"Lu He'an!" Pei Shuyu reacted and immediately chased after him.

But it was too late. Lu Hean had already broken into the bedroom and was about to close the door. Pei Shuyu suddenly thrust his hand against the door, and the two of them struggled through the crack.

"How dare you close the door? Get out!"

"Let me sleep on the floor of your bedroom!" Lu Hean suggested from the other side of the door.

"dream!"

During the argument, it was unknown who lost strength first, and the door was pushed open suddenly. Pei Shuyu was caught off guard and staggered forward by inertia, and directly bumped into a warm chest.

Lu Hean was also stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to hold his waist.

The two bodies were instantly very close.

Pei Shuyu could even smell the faint scent of red wine on Lu Hean. He reacted suddenly, pushed Lu Hean away, and quickly retreated.

"You..." He was so angry that he was speechless for a moment and pointed at the door, "Right now! Right now! Get out!"

Lu Hean looked at his irritated yet forced composure, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes, but he also knew when to quit. He raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, I'll sleep in the living room."

He walked out slowly, and suddenly thought of something. He turned around and asked sincerely: "You still haven't told me why we broke up back then."

Pei Shuyu's heart was set on breaking, and he shouted, "Because I feel you don't respect me, okay?!"

Lu Hean was stunned for a moment, thought seriously for a long time, and then asked doubtfully: "Can you tell me more about it? I really don't remember."

In response to him, Pei Shuyu slammed the bedroom door without hesitation, followed by a clear sound of the door being locked.

Lu Hean looked at the closed door and instead of feeling disappointed, he chuckled softly. Feeling quite good, he threw himself onto the sofa, his long legs curled up in frustration.

It doesn’t matter, there is still a long way to go.

He smelled the faint pheromone scent belonging to Pei Shuyu lingering in the air and closed his eyes.

At least, the first step towards entering the house was successful.

Separated by a door, Pei Shuyu almost didn't sleep all night.

There was nothing he could do. The presence was too strong, like a ticking time bomb in the room. The faint scent of Lu Hean's pheromones lingered in the air, disturbing him.

At daybreak, Pei Shuyu got up with dark circles under his eyes and saw Lu Hean still asleep. He deliberately made a lot of noise, washed up, changed his clothes, and prepared to go out.

Lu Hean, who was sitting on the sofa, seemed to be woken up. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. His hair was a little messy, and he looked lazy after waking up. He looked at Pei Shuyu, who was wearing a neat uniform and had a bad face. He could actually smile: "Good morning, Captain Pei. Going to work?"

Pei Shuyu had a cold face as he fastened the last button of his shirt. Without even looking at him, he grabbed the key and walked towards the door. He said in a harsh voice, "I hope you've left by the time I come back tonight."

Lu Hean walked to the door in his slippers and leaned against the hallway cabinet. Looking at his tense profile, his smile deepened and he said firmly, "It seems Captain Pei's hopes are doomed to fail." He paused and added lazily, "Do you want me to give you a ride? I'm a decent driver."

In response to him, Pei Shuyu slammed the door shut without hesitation, shaking the door frame so much that it seemed to shake.

Lu Hean touched his nose at the closed door, not feeling embarrassed at all, but in a good mood.

I didn't kick him out directly, but let him go out by himself.

The apartment was completely silent, and he was the only one left.

Lu Hean looked around the small living room. It was simply furnished, clean and tidy, and seemed uninhabitable. He wandered around bored for a few times before suddenly remembering the doctor's suggestion that revisiting old places might help restore memory.

His eyes involuntarily drifted to the closed bedroom door.

After hesitating for a few seconds, curiosity and a thirst for memory took over. He walked over and turned the doorknob—Pei Shuyu was probably so angry that he forgot to lock this door as well.

The bedroom was simpler than the living room, with a bed, a wardrobe, and a desk. The air was thicker with the scent of Pei Shuyu's pheromones, a cool, pleasant scent.

He wandered around the room, touching here and there, trying to grasp a glimmer of familiarity, but his mind remained blank. There were no personal belongings on the desk except for a few papers. The bedside table was also clean.

Finally, his eyes fell on the slightly old wardrobe.

As if possessed, he walked over and opened the closet door. Inside, Pei Shuyu's uniforms and uniforms were neatly hung. They weren't many, taking up only about half the space. There were also folded shirts and pants next to them.

Lu Hean looked at the half-empty wardrobe, and suddenly an idea popped into his mind, and he immediately put it into action.

He turned around and went out, dragged his suitcase in, opened it, and began to hang his clothes one by one in the empty half of the closet with confidence, his shirts next to Pei Shuyu's casual clothes, and his suit pants next to his casual pants.

Looking at their clothes hanging side by side, an inexplicable sense of satisfaction came over me.

He continued to pack, stuffing the folded clothes into the empty space. Just as he was tugging at Pei Shuyu's folded sweater to make more space, his fingers accidentally touched a hard object wrapped in soft cloth hidden in the innermost part.

He took it out curiously and uncovered the soft cloth.

Inside was a porcelain doll, crudely shaped and cute, but already broken into pieces. It looked like it had been carefully put back together piece by piece with some kind of glue.

Despite the careful restoration, the crisscrossing cracks are still clearly visible, making the whole doll look a bit ugly and with a sense of clumsy cherishment.

Lu Hean looked at the broken and pieced-together ceramic doll for a long time, when his heart suddenly twitched without warning, and he felt a sharp and unfamiliar pain.

What is this? It's so ugly, so ugly that it hurts his heart.

Why was Pei Shuyu hiding it so carefully?

He stared at the cracks, trying to dig out some relevant fragments from his empty memory, but to no avail. Only the inexplicable palpitation lingered.

He frowned and looked at the doll over and over again, but he couldn't remember anything in the end. He had to wrap it up in soft cloth again. After hesitating for a moment, he stuffed it back under his sweater as if nothing had happened.

Then, he continued to stuff his last piece of clothing into the closet happily, looking at the filled space with satisfaction.

Well, this is much better.

In Sevan's office.

Pei Shuyu was staring at the computer screen, which showed a real-time surveillance video.

Facing his own room.

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The author has something to say: Xiao Pei doesn’t need to go home, his blood pressure has already risen.

ps: I am beginning to look forward to Xiao Lu’s memory recovery.