He clearly remembered that Qin Zigui had told him that since he couldn't find his cross, the only ways to end the game were to shoot Qin Zigui, be dragged away by zombies together, or pass the test of the Stone of True Love.
Unable to do either of the aforementioned dishonest things, he was forced to suppress his shame as a straight man and exchange "I love you" with Qin Zigui.
As a result, the cross fell out of Qin Zigui's pocket when he turned around.
Is this Qin Zigui trying to fool him, or Qin Zigui trying to fool him, or Qin Zigui trying to fool him?
Thinking that he had begun to doubt his own sexual orientation under Qin Zigui's scheming, Sheng Yan felt that Qin Zigui, that dead gay guy, was really cunning.
He gripped the cross, gritting his teeth, seething with rage.
Hearing the earth-shattering roar from inside the bathroom, Qin Zigui paused slightly, then quickly realized what had happened: "Ayan, let me explain..."
"Come out and give me a beating before you explain!"
Sheng Yan's words were filled with murderous intent.
Qin Zigui: "..."
He opted for a tactical evasion: "I wasn't wearing any clothes."
"Then put on that pink cartoon onesie you went through so much trouble to win, and get out here again!" Sheng Yan got even angrier when he heard this.
He wanted to see what kind of amazing treasure could make Qin Zigui so desperate to obtain it.
But no matter what kind of treasure it is, anyone who dares to cheat him will only face certain death.
Sheng Yan stood outside the bathroom door, grinding his teeth and clenching his fists, thinking that if Qin Zigui dared to open the door, he would throw a left hook, then a right hook, followed by a side kick and a cross kick, pinning Qin Zigui against the wall and beating him half to death.
Okay, Qin Zigui opened the door, and he threw a left hook...
Um?
The fist abruptly stopped five centimeters away from Qin Zigui.
Sheng Yan looked at Qin Zigui, who was sleeping in a pink cartoon onesie, and said: "..."
Damn, he's having trouble bringing himself to do it.
Qin Zigui's usually neatly styled hair was now obediently hanging down because it had just been washed. The soft light pink fabric gave her fair skin a gentle warmth. The hat with its large ears was draped obediently over her shoulders. Because of the overly loose design of the jumpsuit, her legs did not look as straight and long as usual, making her look softer overall.
Add to that his slightly lowered eyelids and his soft, "Ayan, I'm sorry."
Sheng Yan instantly felt that his violent impulse was somewhat sinful.
Before he could snap out of his trance, a "click" sounded beside him.
They both turned around at the same time.
Grandma Sheng Yan came out of the room at some point, happily fiddling with her phone: "Look at the clothes you two are wearing, they're really funny, like little monsters fighting big monsters, and they're kind of cute too. I've already sent them to your mom and your aunt in the group chat."
"Grandma!"
Sheng Yan felt like he was about to die.
Wearing such clothes is already a disgrace, but to have it photographed and posted in the family group chat is no different from being publicly executed!
Sheng Yan couldn't care less about Qin Zigui for a moment. He reached out to stop his grandmother's crime, but she gently slapped his hand away: "Don't make trouble. It's rare to take such a well-behaved photo of you and Zigui. I want to keep it as a memento. In case we don't see Zigui often in the future, your grandfather and I can keep it as a keepsake."
Qin Zigui is right here; you can look at him anytime you want. Why take this kind of photo as a memento?
However, since Sheng Yan's maternal grandmother was the empress dowager of the family, Sheng Yan dared not speak out against her anger and could only turn his anger towards Qin Zigui: "Are you satisfied now!"
Qin Zigui, who was innocently caught in the crossfire: "?"
Sheng Yan didn't want to argue in front of the old man, so he went back to his room with a sour face.
Qin Zigui had no choice but to keep up.
As soon as I entered the room, a set of clothes and a cross were thrown at me, accompanied by an aggressive shout: "Qin Zigui! You fucking think I'm a fool, are you having a good time?!"
Qin Zigui caught the clothes and the cross, and looked at Sheng Yan, who was very angry, and said, "I didn't mean that."
"If you didn't mean that, then what did you mean? You clearly found my cross, but you lied to me and said you didn't, trying to provoke me into testing this 'Stone of True Love' with you. Do you think I'm particularly easy to fool?"
Sheng Yan felt like a fool for being completely fooled by Qin Zigui, and his tail twitched with anger.
Qin Zigui didn't know how to explain it. He couldn't very well say that he had only told Sheng Yan "I love you" once.
He wasn't entirely sure if Sheng Yan would accept his feelings, and he couldn't afford to gamble, so he could only whisper, "Ayan, it's just a game..."
"It was just a game?!" Before Qin Zigui could finish explaining, Sheng Yan became even angrier.
For a fleeting moment, Qin Zigui's earnest yet gentle gaze gave him the illusion that he wasn't quite straight, and he even felt sad because of that gaze. But it turned out that Qin Zigui had just been playing a game?!
For a moment, Sheng Yan didn't know whether he was angry that he had been deceived, or angry that the "I love you" that had disturbed his mind was just a game trick by Qin Zigui.
What started as ordinary anger suddenly flared up with an inexplicable, nameless rage, and he couldn't help but unleash a barrage of words like a machine gun: "It's just a game, so you can just casually say 'I love you'? Do you know what those words mean? Do you know that saying those words means you have to take responsibility! Otherwise, what's the difference between you and those scumbags who flirt everywhere?!"
Sheng Yan ground his back teeth, his face filled with righteous indignation, as if he were ridding the people of a scourge.
Qin Zigui, who was suddenly scolded, merely raised an eyebrow slightly.
He felt that Sheng Yan's topic had taken a sudden turn, and the reason for his anger seemed a bit strange.
Then he stared at Sheng Yan, whose face was flushed with anger, his fists clenched tightly, and the large ears on his hat trembling uncontrollably, for three seconds, then suddenly lowered his head and laughed.
Sheng Yan, who had initially felt the atmosphere was particularly serious and tense, was suddenly taken aback by the laughter: "What are you laughing at!"
"I wasn't laughing at anything."
Qin Zigui had a clear smile on his face.
Sheng Yan retorted irritably, "Do you think I'm blind?"
"It's really nothing, I just feel..."
Ding-dong.
Before Qin Zigui could finish speaking, his phone suddenly rang.
He glanced down at the screen, and then the gentle smile on his face faded slightly.
Sheng Yan keenly sensed something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing much," Qin Zigui put away his phone. "My aunt just wants me to go to the hospital now."
"???"
This is nothing?!
"Is Aunt Qin sick? Is it serious? Which hospital? Do you want me to go with you?"
Sheng Yan immediately forgot that he was still angry. He threw out a bunch of questions and, without waiting for Qin Zigui's reply, turned around to pack his things.
But Qin Zigui grabbed her arm and said, "No need, I can go by myself. Otherwise, I'll have to take care of you."
Just as Sheng Yan was about to retort, Qin Zigui said again, "Did Grandma throw all your clothes into the washing machine? Are you planning to come with me wearing this onesie?"
Sheng Yan: "..."
That is a problem.
Seeing his stunned expression, Qin Zigui chuckled and said, "Don't worry, it's really nothing. Maybe I'll be back after you take a nap."
He looked at Sheng Yan, his eyes full of gentle smiles.
Sheng Yan was too embarrassed to cause any more trouble.
Qin Zigui gently rubbed his head again: "Don't kick off the covers tonight. If I'm not here when you wake up tomorrow, remember to finish your homework. I'll definitely be back to correct it for you by the afternoon at the latest. You're not allowed to go out to play online games or get into fights."
"Oh, okay." Sheng Yan's head was being rubbed by him, and the gentle, ticklish sensation made him hesitant to move.
Seeing his expression, Qin Zigui said in a low voice, "Don't be angry. I'm not the kind of scumbag who flirts around, and I would never just tell someone I love you for the sake of a game. So don't be angry, I'll explain it to you slowly when I get back tomorrow."
"Oh, okay... um?"
Sheng Yan was halfway through his speech when he suddenly looked up.
Wait, what does it mean to casually tell someone "I love you" just for the sake of a game?
When Qin Zigui told himself "I love you," was it not for the sake of the game?
What else could it be for?
Seeing Sheng Yan's wide eyes and blank expression, Qin Zigui couldn't help but chuckle to himself, wondering why he was so dazed.
However, being a bit slow has its advantages; your thoughts can't be hidden.
And they're easy to deal with when they get angry.
Thinking about it, Qin Zigui smiled, picked up his clothes, and went out the door.
Sheng Yan was left alone in the room, dumbfounded.
When he finally snapped out of his thoughts, he found that Qin Zigui was no longer in the house.
Then I finally realized what was happening.
Damn it! Qin Zigui escaped unscathed! I didn't even have a chance to beat him up!
Sheng Yan angrily scooped up the cuckoo from the ground and shoved it into the blankets: "Big Cuckoo ran away, you're sleeping with me tonight!"
Then, ignoring everything else, I hugged the struggling, meowing Cuckoo and squeezed into the blankets.
Thinking about what Qin Zigui had just said, she buried her face in the pillow, her ears turning slightly red.
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