"I...I can't sleep...Xiangyang, he wouldn't take advantage of you while you're asleep to......" Xiaoguai swallowed hard, "...and then...murder and dispose of the body!"

Xiang Yang: "..."

Xiangyang kept his eyes closed, unable to fall asleep.

Not long after, Qin Gang beside him made a move.

Upon realizing this, Xiangyang suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness, his skin crawling with goosebumps.

Logically speaking, Qin Gang, a loan shark, shouldn't be capable of committing murder without cause.

So what exactly was he thinking just now that caused his antisocial personality index to suddenly jump to 100%?

Xiangyang was so tense that he didn't even realize it.

Qin Gang, who had only intended to relieve himself, noticed this subtle detail and, from the moment he got out of bed, his eyes were fixed on the boy on the bed.

Walk around the bed to his side.

Then, standing by the bed on the sunny side, a large, long hand with prominent veins and tattoos that extended from the arm to the back of the hand reached out towards him.

Just as that hand was about to touch Xiangyang, Xiangyang closed his eyes and snored.

But Xiangyang doesn't snore, and because he was nervous, he snored with a soft "grunt" sound, like a little piglet.

Xiangyang, who was turning over to dodge his hand: "..."

In this awkward moment, Xiangyang's body slowly, bit by bit, rolled over.

"..."

Qin Gang was stunned for a moment, then grinned, looked at Xiang Yang on the bed with a terrifying interest in his eyes, and laughed, without restraint at all.

He was clearly telling Xiangyang that he knew Xiangyang hadn't slept at all, that Xiangyang had been faking snoring, and that Xiangyang was deliberately avoiding him.

He just laughed openly and without any pretense, showing no restraint whatsoever and giving him no face at all; it was utterly despicable.

Xiangyang felt embarrassed as the tips of his ears burned.

Qin Gang went to the restroom with a smile on his face.

After he finished relieving himself and returned to the room, he saw the light on, and Xiangyang was sitting cross-legged on the bed, staring up at him.

His expression was a bit fierce, but the redness on the tips of his ears hadn't faded yet.

Seeing his posture, Qin Gang found it amusing and casually took a cigarette and a lighter from the bedside table.

Xiangyang sat cross-legged on the bed waiting for him. He saw him standing there tall and imposing, exuding a lazy air. He looked at him with a half-smile, which inexplicably made him feel uneasy.

That sounds like a threat. What do you want, kid?

Xiang Yang's fierce gaze gradually softened as he puffed on his cigarette.

In the end, Xiangyang's gaze became evasive, he silently swallowed, tilted his head slightly, frowned, and glared at him with his watery eyes, asking in a huff, "Where, where's the charger?!"

This time, Qin Gang, with a cigarette in his mouth and suppressing a laugh, gave him some face, tilted his head and pointed, saying, "Under the pillow."

Xiang Yang pursed his lips and said, "Oh..."

Xiang Yang picked up Qin Gang's phone, charged it, turned it on, and squatted down to ask, "Uncle Qin, why doesn't your phone have a password?"

Qin Gang ignored him impatiently, scratched his head, and said, "Are you going to sleep or not?!"

Upon hearing this, Xiangyang paused for a moment while holding his phone, and his eyes widened slightly.

What did he mean by that?

Does he mean he's agreed to let me sleep in his bed?

"Sleep!" Xiangyang said immediately, then jumped up and smiled like a little sun, and ran to bed.

After getting into bed, Xiangyang deliberately shifted his position, taking up only a small space, then patted his side and said, "Uncle Qin, hurry up and get on!"

Qin Gang: "..."

Qin Gang hesitated as he walked towards the sun, but under his "recruitment," he didn't even finish his cigarette before inexplicably stubbing it into the ashtray.

After pressing the button, he finally realized what was happening.

But never mind.

Qin Gang had just gone over and lay down when Xiang Yang raised his hand and turned off the light.

The two faced each other, but since they couldn't see each other clearly, they didn't feel awkward.

Xiang Yang spoke, his warm breath brushing against Qin Gang: "Uncle Qin, it's Sunday tomorrow. What time are you getting up? What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you!"

This topic immediately prevented Qin Gang from having any dark thoughts, and he casually said, "You've got a lot of free time, haven't you?"

Xiangyang was overjoyed and ignored his words, saying, "My specialty is braised bream with straw mushrooms, which I haven't made for you yet!"

Qin Gang didn't know what he was so happy about. He couldn't see the outline of his face, but he could feel the radiance on his face.

"Hmm..." Qin Gang finally responded, but his tone was impatient.

Xiang Yang chuckled twice, then quieted down a bit, "Sleep! Sleep!"

Then I stopped bothering him.

As the sunlight gradually became more even, I fell asleep.

Qin Gang, however, kept his eyes open, unable to see him clearly, yet still looking at him.

Facing the sun, it really is like a little sun.

Having spent so much time in society, Qin Gang felt a sense of unreality when he first encountered such a well-behaved young man who naturally drew near to him.

That violent thought grew wildly in that filthy heart; he wanted to pull him to his side, devour him, then abandon him, and finally forget him.

That's always been the case; people like him will do this once they become interested in someone.

Xiangyang woke up several times during the night, so he slept a little longer. When he woke up, Qin Gang had already left.

Xiangyang looked around the room, tidied up a bit, and then stuffed all the test papers into his schoolbag before heading to school.

Xiao Guai was stunned and asked, "Xiangyang, what are you doing back at school!"

Xiangyang: "Of course I'll go to the classroom to study. If I study here, Qin Gang will bring back a whole bunch of people, which will interfere with my postgraduate entrance exam."

"Um..." Xiao Guai still didn't understand, "Is the postgraduate entrance exam important?"

Xiangyang slung his schoolbag over his shoulder and headed out. "If I can't amount to anything in the future, how am I supposed to redeem a loan shark? With just my words? Or do you expect me to kneel down and beg him to love his country and the people? That's a joke!"

Xiao Guai: "...Um, so you want to be successful in the future and shower him with money."

Xiangyang: "Yeah, if someone has enough money to spend and a conscience, who wouldn't want that? If someone doesn't have money and you still expect them to have a conscience, they'll kill me and leave me with nothing."

Little Darling: "Ah...hohoho...yes, I kind of understand."

Xiangyang stayed at school until late afternoon, thinking it was almost dinnertime. He counted the change in his pocket and wondered if he could buy a fish.