Chapter 129
Although Yi Tu was said to be helping Kan Xingyuan, he could not actually do much. He just washed vegetables and peeled garlic. There was no verbal communication between the two of them throughout the whole process.
This relieved Yi Tu's pressure a lot. In fact, in Zhong Qing's memory, Kan Xingzhou has always been a taciturn and dull person.
Even though he was born into a wealthy family and had a handsome appearance, and many people, both men and women, pursued him, Kan Xingyuan had never had any love history except for being in love.
He lived like a perfect fake person without any flaws. If Zhong Qing had not been childhood sweethearts with Kan Xingyuan and knew his character well, Zhong Qing would have thought that Kan Xingyuan was a pervert who was good at disguising himself.
Kan Xingyuan cooked a sumptuous dinner, but both of them felt very bored during the meal.
Apart from the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding, no one spoke.
There were five dishes on the table, four of which were Zhong Qing's favorites. Kan Xingyuan showed that he loved Zhong Qing very much in his daily life.
So the house was filled with architectural models he gave to Zhong Qing, he taught his wife to cook, and even Kan Xingyuan handed over his monthly salary to Zhong Qing.
No matter how you look at it, they seem to be an ordinary couple who are very compatible and loving.
But Yitu disagreed. He felt that many places exuded an unsettling sense of weirdness.
He searched Zhong Qing's memory and found that the change in their friendship began when Zhong Qing graduated from university and tried to start a business but failed.
When he was young, Zhong Qing was even more arrogant than he is now. He was fooled by a few seemingly close friends and spent millions on a project that was impossible to succeed.
Some of these millions were paid by Zhong Qing's family, and some were borrowed from friends. The former was less, and the latter was more.
At that time, he had graduated from a prestigious university and was aloof and arrogant. When he persuaded his friends to lend him money, he did so with a hint of charity and pity.
Because he felt that as long as this project was completed, it would definitely make a profit.
So he promised his friends high interest rates, wrote out IOUs one after another in good faith, and finally spent millions in cash as he wished.
However, the heavy millions fell down without causing any splash, and even after Zhong Qing realized that something was wrong, he was unable to retrieve it from the water.
With this first failure, Zhong Qing's proud and complacent world began to collapse.
The appearance of Kan Xingyuan saved him from dire straits.
Zhong Qing's family background is average, and as a recent graduate, it is impossible for him to pay back the seven million. In order to repay his friend, he can only borrow money again, robbing Peter to pay Paul.
It was at that time that Kan Xingyuan was contacted by Zhong Qing.
He originally just wanted to ask Kan Xingyuan to borrow a few tens of thousands of dollars. If he was lucky, he might be able to get hundreds of thousands of dollars. After all, Kan Xingyuan's family was well-off, and his parents were both CEOs of well-known foreign companies.
Zhong Qing held out some hope, but Kan Xingyuan asked to meet him.
Zhong Qing felt embarrassed, but he agreed for the money.
What happened after that was pretty much what Yi Tu had guessed. Kan Xingyuan paid off all of Zhong Qing's foreign debts, with the only condition being that he wanted to date her.
Zhong Qing is not gay, but he had no choice at the time.
He agreed to Kan Xingyuan and once fell into self-loathing.
But surprisingly, Kan Xingyuan never did anything beyond the line, even though it was natural for the two of them to be intimate.
No, Kan Xingyuan never falls in love.
But during their relationship, Kan Xingyuan was unconditionally kind to Zhong Qing and tolerant in every sense of the word.
Zhong Qing was moved and thought that Kan Xingyuan really loved him, so three years ago, the two went abroad to get a marriage certificate.
The parents of both sides only met briefly and the scene was not very pleasant.
After all, Zhong Qing's parents are just ordinary people, while Kan Xingyuan's parents are a little too calm.
This made Yitu realize that something was wrong. Even though Kan Xingyuan's parents had lived abroad for many years and were relatively tolerant of the gay community, they did not ask any questions about their son's hasty marriage.
He even only asked Zhong Qing's name and age, said a vague blessing, and left quickly.
At that time, Zhong Qing just thought that the other party’s parents didn’t like her, so she didn’t think much about it.
But the person who took over the memory became Yi Tu. He was not in love with him. Kan Xingyuan was just a strange NPC to him, or a hidden player.
Not long after they got married, for Zhong Qing's face and self-esteem, Kan Xingyuan came with him to Wuming Town and moved into Qianqian Community.
Zhong Qing gradually lost contact with his previous friends, and the center of his life, apart from work, was only Kan Xingyuan.
At first, such days are sweet and happy.
But as time went on, Zhong Qing discovered that her husband Kan Xingyuan did not seem to love her.
He would cook for him, wash his clothes, and hand over his wages to him, but there was no sex or normal love between them.
At that time, Zhong Qing had already realized the problem, but he was psychologically resistant to facing the truth.
So this is how lover Chen Xin appeared.
Yi Tu finished reviewing the summary of their story. At this time, her husband Kan Xingyuan had already taken the initiative to clear the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them.
Yitu wanted to be a young master who didn't have to worry about anything. He felt a little bored, so he stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
He really wanted to know whether the person in front of him was a fixed NPC or a player playing a role.
Although players have the character's memories and are difficult to identify, they are not completely flawless.
Yi Tu walked forward, and Kan Xingyuan glanced at him with a calm expression and did not speak.
"The project I'm responsible for these days is already wrapping up. From now on, I'll leave work early unless I get a new project."
Yitu tried to strike up a conversation with him, "What about you? If you have time, let's go out and have some fun together."
Kan Xingyuan was silent for a while before he spoke:
"I'm not very busy recently. Where do you want to go? I'll arrange it."
Yi Tu was not very good at responding to the man's words. He thought for a moment and said:
"I don't have anything I want to go to for now. I'll tell you when I think of something."
"When I was going upstairs after get off work today, I met Su Ruoyun in the corridor." Yi Tu didn't believe it and changed the subject.
This time, Kan Xingyuan didn't even respond, but just nodded.
Yitu: “…” Too perfunctory.
"Xingyuan."
The man who heard this raised his head subconsciously.
The man leaned against the glass door of the kitchen, a trace of loneliness flashed across his fair face, and his bloodless thin lips were tightly pursed.
Kan Xingyuan still didn't say anything, but stopped washing the dishes.
"You never seem to ask me how my day goes." Yitu frowned. "Don't you want to know?"
As soon as Yitu said these two tentative words, the character's breakdown level instantly soared to 89%.
Yitu couldn't help but frown even deeper, looking very uncomfortable.
Kan Xingyuan didn't know what he was thinking, and couldn't respond to Zhong Qing's words immediately.
Finally, he just said calmly:
"No."
"I want to know."
Yitu looked at him, wondering why he never asked? A sullen, dark-hearted person?
He wanted to ask more, but his character's breakdown was about to break through the limit, and he couldn't ask any more strange questions.
"What happened to Su Ruoyun?" Kan Xingyuan asked.
"Nothing, it's just that she's wearing something too revealing, and I don't like it."
Yitu didn't dare to continue talking to this person, "I'm going to take a shower."
After he finished speaking, he turned and left the kitchen. Soon the sound of washing dishes could be heard again in the kitchen.
Yitu really went to get clothes to take a shower. He liked to be clean, but this was just his personal preference, not a love affair.
He took off his clothes in the bathroom. Before the mist dissipated, he glanced in the mirror and then froze in place.
On his right chest was a black mark that looked like the letter K, shaped like the card suit of spades.
Yitu reached out and touched the mark, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
It felt like something was about to burst out of his chest, an unprecedented feeling, but his mind was blank.
Nothing, can't remember.
The mist spread up, and soon the figure in the mirror became gradually blurred.
Yitu put down his hand, with all kinds of guesses in his mind.
How did this tattoo come about? Why is there no mention of tattoos in Zhong Qing's memories?
The black K is most likely the abbreviation of Kan Xingyuan's surname.
Or maybe this mark belongs to him alone.
Yitu stood still under the shower, the water was warm and gentle. Although the former was plausible, he felt it was the latter.
When Yi Tu came out of the shower, Kan Xingyuan had already washed the fruit and placed the fruit plate on the bedside table, along with a glass of milk before bed.
It was exactly the same as I remembered, without the slightest difference.
Yitu couldn't find any flaws. He couldn't tell whether this person was an NPC or a player.
If it is the latter, then his skill is obviously superior to Yi Tu's.
Kan Xingyuan went to take a shower. There was no extra conversation between the two of them. They seemed to have a tacit understanding, but Yitu would rather call it repression.
The fruit plate was filled with mangoes and peaches that had been cut into pieces. Yitu pretended to eat a few pieces, just as his character had been set to do.
Just when he was about to drink half of the milk as he remembered, Yi Tu hesitated for a second while staring at the glass.
Kan Xingyuan finished washing quickly and came out. The spacious room suddenly became crowded.
Although Zhong Qing is also 1.8 meters tall, Kan Xingyuan is taller, 1.9 meters tall, which gives her an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Yi Tu was already lying on the bed. He didn't even glance at Kan Xingyuan, but was just playing a small game on his phone.
Kan Xingyuan naturally didn't talk much to him and only went to bed after wiping his hair.
There was an obvious dent on Yitu's left side, and he heard a steady breathing beside him, which made him feel uncomfortable.
The two of them played for a while, and before half past ten they returned to their daily routine and went to bed early.
Yitu couldn't sleep at all, and didn't dare to fall asleep easily, so he just closed his eyes and didn't move.
The person next to him gradually calmed down his breathing after a few minutes, as if he had fallen asleep.
After holding on for more than an hour, Yitu began to feel sleepy.
The neighborhood is not very quiet late at night. From time to time, you can hear dogs barking downstairs and children jumping up and downstairs.
But even though it was a little noisy, everyone was already in a dream and no one would care about these details.
At this moment, the husband who was sleeping next to his wife suddenly opened his eyes.
Kan Xingyuan turned his head and glanced at his nominal wife, then the tall man sat up.
He lifted the thin quilt and even opened the curtains to let in more beautiful moonlight.
Kan Xingyuan's movements when doing these things were not light, and could even be described as casual and nonchalant.
The man stood at the window, looking down at the dark grass below, his face expressionless. There was no light on in the residential building opposite.
He then lost interest and turned his gaze to his wife who was sleeping soundly on the bed, unaware of anything, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.
The man lifted the air-conditioning blanket on Zhong Qing's body, revealing her long and slender waist, a very white part.
He showed no sign of waking up, and Kan Xingyuan certainly knew this.
He tampered with the milk he loved, just adding some sleeping pills.
The man's brown eyes stared at the person on the bed in the darkness, with an unfathomable expression on his face, as if he was interested and yet completely uninterested.
Kan Xingyuan felt that this was actually very boring. No, it was Kan Xingyuan himself who felt that way.
He reached out and pulled at Zhong Qing's crooked pajamas to reveal more of the man's waist.
However, there was nothing good about a man's body. Kan Xingyuan felt bored and wanted to pull his clothes back on, but the cell phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.
He looked over subconsciously, with a bit of frightened anger on his face.
When he calmed down and turned around, he was stunned.
His trembling hands pushed up his wife's pajamas, revealing her white and delicate chest.
But on that smooth chest was a beautiful and extremely seductive black mark.
The man's hand froze in place, and after a while, his fingertips finally touched the soft and delicate area.
Kan Xingyuan curled his thin lips, his eyes dark.
He also had a similar mark on his neck, but instead of a black K, it had a red Q.
Kan Xingyuan had long hair, which blocked the mark, so his clever wife didn't notice it.
The man stroked the mark for a long time before he stopped and considerately pulled his wife's clothes.
His attention then shifted from his wife to the cell phone that suddenly rang.
The cell phone was in his hand, and the man had long arms, so he easily reached for it.
Zhong Qing's phone naturally had a password set. He didn't tell Kan Xingyuan, but the man easily unlocked it.
Obviously, he knew the password.
Kan Xingyuan clicked on the message on the screen, it was just a group notification.
He quickly exited, swiped his fingers a few times, and skillfully found a contact with a kitten avatar. The title had only one word: Shen.
Zhong Qing never deletes chat records because he trusts Kan Xingyuan too much.
After all, would a husband who doesn't even ask about the details of his wife's life care about what is hidden in his wife's mobile phone?
Kan Xingyuan really didn't care, but the reason why he didn't care was different from what Zhong Qing imagined.
He didn't ask because he knew it all.
The man casually scrolled through the chat history, found it boring, and put the phone back.
Kan Xingyuan drank another glass of water and then lay back down on the bed.
The dark room returned to silence, and the wife's numb fingers twitched slightly.
It turns out that Kan Xingyuan is really a pervert.
Yitu broke out in a cold sweat on his back. He swallowed his dry throat. The night seemed to be very long.
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