The school beauty's four boyfriends 26
"Grandpa, I need to go to the restroom first."
Yan Xingcun's low voice came from the phone.
Qi An'an then realized that there were other people beside him. Thinking of what she had just said, she felt guilty and dared not speak again.
When the phone screen became clear again, she saw that he was still wearing the suit he wore to the party.
And now, it seems he's walked into... the toilet?
She lowered her voice and asked, "Do you need to use the restroom? Should I hang up now?"
However, the boy over there had already casually put on his Bluetooth headset.
"No need to hang up." His deep voice came through, continuing the previous topic, "Why are you having trouble sleeping?"
Qi An'an pouted slightly, "I just can't sleep, I feel a little restless."
Yan Xingcun's lips curled into a smile. "Are you feeling a little guilty? Do you feel like you've let someone down?"
His voice was slightly lowered, and the sexy whisper tickled the ears.
"..." Qi An'an immediately perked up and stared at the screen without blinking.
His phone was placed quite low, with a large mirror behind it.
There seemed to be no one else in the bathroom; it was very quiet, and the bright light made the angles of his face look very handsome.
Qi An'an: "You might as well just ask me if I want to cheat on you."
"And you—" he casually asked, "why did you have insomnia after talking to Ji Yu?"
"Is it possible that it's because I drank tea last night?"
Yan Xingcun's smile deepened; though a little sour, he wasn't angry. "Okay, I believe you."
Qi An'an smiled too.
Yan Xingcun suddenly moved again and entered a cubicle.
Qi An'an thought he was really going to go easy on her this time, and asked, "Should I hang up?"
Yan Xingcun: "Don't hang it."
He closed the door and then started fiddling with something.
Qi An'an raised an eyebrow slightly, asking with great interest, "Are you unbuttoning your pants with one hand?"
If he dares to livestream himself using the toilet, she really dares to watch.
Yan Xingcun glanced at the camera and lowered his voice even further, "Be serious."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi An'an saw him lower the camera.
Suddenly, Qi An'an was caught off guard and saw a screen full of abs.
Aaaaaah!
His sexy voice could be heard off-camera, "Don't you want to see?"
Qi An'an: "Mmm!"
Who's being indecent right now?!
She said, "I just didn't expect you to be so generous!"
Yan Xingcun: "..."
He deliberately threatened, "So, are you still going to watch or not?"
Qi An'an quickly said, "Look, look!"
Yan Xingcun couldn't see her expression clearly. It was a rash decision, and as he calmed down, his handsome face turned red uncontrollably.
Fortunately, it wasn't visible from that side of the camera.
But then he thought again—
It's just showing her; it's not like it's illegal.
His girlfriend has insomnia, so it's only natural that he fulfills her requests.
So he didn't put down his phone.
After a long while, Yan Xingcun's psychological burden had completely disappeared, but he still hadn't heard anything from the other end, so he asked, "Have you finished reading?"
"Um……"
Qi An'an drawled out her words with reluctance.
However, Yan Xingcun didn't want to waste too much time, so he said, "I have something to do. You go to sleep first, okay?"
He's learned how to coax people now, and sometimes he even calls Qi An'an "baby".
Qi An'an leaned closer to the camera and said, "Then give me a kiss."
Yan Xingcun coughed lightly and pouted from a distance.
It only made a soft "mua" sound.
Before hanging up, he said in a seductive voice, "Goodnight, baby."
Qi An'an then hung up the phone, satisfied.
Yan Xingcun straightened his clothes, pushed open the door and came out, and heard a noise from the sink.
He glanced at him and froze.
Old Master Yan and his father, Yan Sheng, were standing there, slowly washing their hands. It was unclear how long they had been inside.
He began to recall the sound of his voice just now, and wondered if they had heard him...
The father and son saw his reflection in the mirror and both glanced over.
One had silver-white hair, the other was in his prime, but their similar, exceptional bone structure was faintly visible.
After the party, Old Yan kept drinking with his old friend and asked Yan Xingcun to keep him company. Yan Sheng stayed behind because he was worried. The party had just ended.
"Aren't you going to wash your hands?" Yan Sheng reminded him.
Yan Xingcun, unusually apprehensive, stepped forward.
The three—grandfather, grandfather, and grandson—stood together, and for a moment, no one spoke.
Old Yan slowly wiped his hands, glanced at his grandson, and asked, "Was that your girlfriend calling? Is it anything serious?"
Yan Xingcun quickly washed his hands and shook his head, "She's fine."
Yan Sheng said calmly, "You've just finished your exams, so you should relax. You can take a vacation with a girl during the holidays."
Yan Xingcun nodded: "Okay."
The three walked out, and seeing that the two of them didn't mention anything that embarrassed him, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
They probably didn't hear it.
It was half an hour later when they returned to the Yan family home.
In the living room, the old housekeeper helped the unsteady-footed Mr. Yan.
Yan Sheng instructed, "Have someone make some hangover soup."
Old Man Yan waved his hand, "Go back and rest, don't stay here."
"Grandpa, go to sleep early." Yan Xingcun nodded, eager to get back and text his girlfriend, wondering if she was asleep...
But then Old Man Yan's gaze suddenly fell on him, and he said ambiguously, "Oh, is this your attitude?"
Yan Xingcun: "?"
"It's nothing, go to sleep early." Old Yan turned and entered the elevator, a strange smile on his face, his aged voice tinged with mockery, "Goodnight, baby?"
Yan Xingcun: "..."
The old butler: "???"
Yan Sheng raised his hand, patted Yan Xingcun's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Be good, go back."
That single word, "Good boy," successfully sent shivers down Yan Xingcun's spine.
The elevator doors closed, and everyone had already left.
Only the boy remained standing there, his face flushed, and after a long while, he reached out and covered his face.
He never wanted to remember that night again.
——
The Ji family.
Ji Yu reached out and pressed his hand against his neck, rubbing it against a clear nail mark.
That was left by Qi An'an by accident; her fingernails scratched her skin, digging deep into her flesh, leaving dried blood and a swollen wound, yet he showed no intention of treating it.
A stinging pain shot through the wound, accompanied by a subtle tingling sensation.
This is what she left for him.
Ji Yu stroked the wound, and strange fragments of memories surfaced in his mind.
That was completely unfamiliar to him, but for some reason, he knew it must have happened before.
His gaze remained fixed on a girl dressed in a cold, white uniform. Her indifferent eyes seemed devoid of any emotion, dark and empty. She sat for a long time on the throne on the high platform, the pale light creating a half-light and half-shadow dividing line on her face, as if splitting her apart as well.
That face was beautiful, every inch of it was a masterpiece, resembling Qi An'an, yet not quite Qi An'an.
Her eyes suddenly turned towards them.
He trembled slightly, a strange sense of pleasure spreading through his heart and eyes, as if being looked at like this by her was something he had always longed for.
The image suddenly disappeared, and he looked at himself in the mirror in front of him, his eyes somewhat dazed.
This wasn't the first time he'd seen something like that.
It was as if she had always resided in the deepest memories of his soul, and as time went on, he was about to uncover more details.
The wound on his hand started bleeding again. He glanced at it indifferently and rinsed it under the water.
He only turned and walked out when the wound turned white and seemed to have stopped bleeding.
——
Qi An'an didn't sleep well. Xiao Hei rolled around on her pillow, and even rolled onto her face. After she gently brushed it off, it silently crawled back.
Qi An'an felt a slight itch on her face and lifted her eyelids. "What are you doing?"
Xiao Hei rubbed against her fingers, saying, "I have insomnia."
Qi An'an: "...Want to see abs?"
Xiao Hei: "...No!"
Qi An'an grabbed the hem of her pajamas and lifted it up. "How about I show you my abs?"
Xiao Hei: ? ? ?
The next second, Qi An'an saw Xiao Hei disappear.
"..."
Oh, it's been blocked.
I can finally get a good night's sleep.
Little Black, lying flat in the data stream: "..."
However, it quickly became alert. How could the data in this world be in such a mess?
So it took advantage of the time it was blocked to painstakingly collect information and report it.
As it happily counted down the time, it suddenly sensed a powerful suction force. Before it could react, it found itself in a bright and luxurious room.
"Um??"
Xiao Hei looked around, and only calmed down when it saw Yan Xingcun's figure.
After all, this is a mission target, and it occasionally appears unexpectedly beside him.
In just a few seconds, everything went black before Xiao Hei's eyes, and he was back beside Qi An'an.
Yan Xingcun wiped his wet short hair and glanced in a certain direction. He thought he had just seen a small black ball, but when he looked again, he saw nothing.
He was probably too tired today, and he was even hallucinating.
He picked up his phone and saw that while he was washing up, Qi An'an had sent him many messages. She was watching videos because she couldn't sleep and had forwarded him several links.
Once you turn it on, it plays some soothing music.
Yan Xingcun couldn't help but laugh out loud, and just kept playing music.
On the other side, Xiao Hei carefully pressed against Qi An'an's face and then collapsed with a thud.
Qi An'an had just fallen asleep, her consciousness drifting in and out of consciousness. One moment she was in the White Tower, surrounded by blinding white light, and the next she was in a dark, icy cellar, chillingly cold.
Xiao Hei sensed her unease and entered her consciousness without a second thought.
It was originally bound to her, so it could naturally empathize with her immediately.
It accompanied An'an through many worlds, and the memories in the small worlds were basically the same, but strangely, the scenes in An'an's dreams were very unfamiliar.
It clearly sensed a powerful, dark, and oppressive force. It had no heart, yet it still felt suffocated at this moment.
This is very likely An An's original memories.
Little Black remained blankly in her consciousness until it was pulled away by a powerful suction force.
Qi An'an sat on the bed and saw Xiao Hei appear. She raised an eyebrow and asked, "Were you spying on me?"
Xiao Hei, feeling guilty, said, "I can keep it a secret!"
Qi An'an poked the little black ball. "Don't let anything else get into my head."
Xiao Hei: "Okay!"
Qi An'an rubbed her swollen temples and got out of bed.
Summer vacation has begun, but Wang Ruoyun has arranged many courses for her, so she has no time to rest.
When he came back last night, Xu Zihan gloated and brought her the class schedule. Only when he saw her wearing a pained mask did he feel at peace.
It's clear that after last night, the Xu family has completely accepted her and intends to mold her into a perfect socialite.
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