Chapter 27 Chapter 27 "My cousin from a distant relative's family..."
Pei Shuyu didn't expect that Lu Hean would take the initiative to offer to pick him up.
Fu Zhouxing just looked at him, his expression going from deathly pale to being at a loss.
Panic, calm, and sluggish.
This was the message Fu Zhouxing read from Pei Shuyu's face in just a few seconds.
None of the three people understood the situation.
Yu Wei couldn't help but be curious and asked, "Who is it? Brother Pei?"
Pei Shuyu snapped back to reality, awkwardly putting away his phone, his face hesitant to speak. His Adam's apple rolled, his eyes wandering, and after a long moment, he managed a dry, "A distant relative...a cousin."
The second time, "cousin" hummed as softly as a mosquito.
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Pei Shuyu's belongings were indeed pitifully few; they only fit into a single backpack. Yu Weifei rushed to help him carry them, with a good reason: "Brother Pei, your hand is injured! I'll help you carry it! I really don't want you going out alone!" Pei Shuyu couldn't resist him, so he let him do it.
On the way, Yu Wei kept talking about other things to cheer Pei Shuyu up. But Pei Shuyu was preoccupied and walked towards the door in a daze. He didn't really listen to anything Yu Wei said.
The afterglow of the setting sun gave everything a warm golden hue.
I saw a black bicycle that looked neither new nor old parked casually next to the guard room.
A tall and straight young man, one long leg resting comfortably on the ground, the other leg slightly bent and leaning on the bicycle.
He wore a light and breathable green plaid short-sleeved shirt with a loose hem hanging down at his side. The casually matched white pants made the boy's legs look very long. He leaned against the car casually, his posture was unnaturally relaxed.
The boy had a lazy smile on his face and was looking in the direction they were coming from.
The golden light of the setting sun fell on his well-defined profile, perfectly reflecting the youthful vigor of a sunny college student.
In a serious place like the Sevan Military Academy, it seemed out of place and extremely eye-catching.
The boy even had a name tag on his clothes. Yu Wei squinted his eyes and read out the name: "Alliance National Defense Technology... Wow! Is our organization famous?! Look, even college students are signing up?!"
"The registration time has long passed..." Pei Shuyu replied helplessly, then raised his eyes and looked at Lu Hean in the distance.
Lu Hean accurately caught Pei Shuyu's gaze.
Then the smile on his face instantly widened, carrying with it the youthful energy of youth. He raised his hand high and waved it vigorously toward Pei Shuyu. His clear voice pierced the evening air: "Here! Brother Shuyu! Here!"
Pei Shuyu tugged at his clothes and walked over slowly. After a few steps, he went to ask Yu Wei for her luggage. Yu Wei dodged a few times and then ran quickly towards Lu Hean.
"Brother Pei's eldest cousin!" Yu smiled brightly, and without saying anything, he stuffed Pei Shuyu's marching backpack into Lu He'an's hand, and his movements were quick and decisive. "This glorious mission is handed over to you! Brother Pei has a serious injury on his hand. You have to take good care of him on the road!" He reminded him with concern, as if he treated his "cousin" as his own family member.
Looking at Yu Wei's silly and cheerful expression, Pei Shuyu wiped his face. It's over, Yu Wei is such a big mouth. He lowered his head, not daring to look Lu Hean in the eye, and felt his face burning.
He just wanted to escape from here quickly.
"Cousin?" Lu Hean took the backpack steadily, his movements smooth and natural. The smile on his face faltered for a moment, but he quickly corrected his expression, seemingly not taking the word "cousin" to heart. He nodded at Yu Wei, "Leave it to me, rest assured. Thank you..." His eyes swept over Yu Wei's chest, and he smiled sincerely, "Brother Yu Wei."
Yu Wei was delighted to be called "Brother" and felt that this cousin was both handsome and polite.
The two of them actually started talking.
Pei Shuyu finally dawdled his way to Lu Hean.
Lu Hean seemed not to notice his embarrassment. He patted the back seat of the bicycle very naturally, and complained in a relaxed and somewhat intimate tone: "Brother Shuyu, your place is really far away. I can't even get a taxi. I can only ride this. Can you make do with it?" As he spoke, he swiftly hung Pei Shuyu's marching backpack on the front handlebar of the bicycle.
Then, he took a long stride and sat steadily on the seat, one foot on the pedal, and looked back at Pei Shuyu who was still frozen in place, with an impeccable and hearty smile on his face, that of a sunny college student "cousin".
"Come up, cousin," Lu Hean urged, his voice rising slightly at the end, with a sense of natural intimacy, "If you're any later, you won't be able to make it in time for dinner."
The word "cousin" was like a heavy hammer that made Pei Shuyu's eyes go dark.
He faced Yu Wei's gratified gaze of "You cousins have such a good relationship" and, gritted his teeth and sat sideways on the back seat of the bicycle, almost ready to die.
He had barely sat down, hadn't even found a place to hold on to, when the bike suddenly lunged forward!
"Ah!" Pei Shuyu let out a low cry, and his body suddenly leaned back due to inertia. His uninjured hand subconsciously wanted to grab something to maintain balance, but when it touched Lu Hean's thin waist, it shrank back as if it was burned. He could only hold on to the cold metal edge of the frame under his butt, and his knuckles turned white from the force.
Lu Hean seemed to chuckle, but the sound was carried away by the wind and could not be heard clearly. He pushed hard on his feet, and the bicycle, carrying the two of them, swayed away from the gate of Saifan in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Yu Wei was left waving in place: "Brother Pei! Cousin! Be careful on the road!" He looked at the backs of the two people carrying away on the broken bicycle. The setting sun stretched their shadows very long and entangled them together.
After he disappeared from view, Yu Wei turned around and entered Sevan again.
The gate of Sevan also slowly closed behind him.
Originally, Pei Shuyu planned to find a small hotel to stay in first.
Then find an opportunity to plead with the instructor. Saifan is short of people at the moment, and if he works harder, maybe he can still go back.
Halfway through, he asked Lu Hean to find a place to put him down. Unexpectedly, Lu Hean didn't stop moving. He just turned around and looked at him and said, "Because it's the peak tourist season recently, the prices of both hotels and hostels have tripled."
This sentence dispelled Pei Shuyu's idea.
After half an hour's riding, we finally arrived at Lu Hean's residence.
Lu Hean took a pair of gray slippers and placed them at Pei Shuyu's feet. He looked up from a half-squatting position and asked, "Can I help you change?"
The furnishings within his field of vision were all simple, and they didn't seem to fit the style of a sunny and cheerful college student. He glanced at the slippers, which were the same style as the ones Lu Hean was wearing.
It seems that it has been prepared for a long time.
Seeing that Pei Shuyu didn't answer, Lu Hean assumed that he agreed. Just as he was about to reach out to help him take off his shoes, Pei Shuyu retracted his foot and said, "Don't bother, I can do it myself." Lu Hean's hand paused in the air, and after three seconds, he grabbed Pei Shuyu's ankle again.
"?" Pei Shuyu didn't understand, but he didn't mind the offensive gesture. "What's wrong?"
Looking down from this angle, he could only see the top of Lu Hean's head. Lu Hean kept his head down and no one knew what he was thinking. Pei Shuyu couldn't guess what he was thinking.
"I'm a little unhappy."
"What?"
Lu Hean's hand still held Pei Shuyu's ankle firmly, not with much force, but with a strange, unbreakable feeling of confinement. He didn't look up immediately, his drooping eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyes, obscuring the emotions surging in his eyes.
Pei Shuyu was a little confused by his sudden words and depressed tone.
The warm sensation on his ankle was so strong that it made him feel uneasy. He subconsciously tried to pull his foot back, but was held in place by the seemingly gentle but actually strong force.
"Not...happy?" Pei Shuyu's voice was a little hesitant and puzzled. He looked at the drooping, furry head, "Why?"
Lu Hean finally raised his head slowly.
The moment those eyes raised, Pei Shuyu's heart skipped a beat.
There was no trace of smile in Lu Hean's raised eyes.
With an almost pure and straightforward emotion, as if all disguises were stripped off, with a bit of wet grievance and blatant accusation, it clearly reflected Pei Shuyu's somewhat stunned face.
"You tell them." Lu Hean's voice was low, even a little muffled, like a large dog being ignored by its owner, "Tell them that I'm your cousin."
He paused, and the fingers holding Pei Shuyu's ankle seemed to unconsciously tighten a little. His eyes were fixed on him, and he asked word by word: "Brother Shuyu? Am I just your cousin?"
"No...no." Pei Shuyu almost blurted out, his voice changed, "I...I was...that was the situation at that time, I...I can't explain it...Could it be that you are..." He was stuck and couldn't say the rest of the words.
Could it be that he was drunk and did something to her, and that he had to take responsibility for her, so he dated her for a month? Pei Shuyu's mind was in a mess, and his cheeks were so hot that he could fry an egg.
Isn’t this even more shocking!
"Oh?" Lu Hean tilted his head slightly. This action did not feel out of place with his aggrieved expression at the moment. "What do you mean by me?"
He continued to question, but his eyes stubbornly refused to miss any subtle changes on Pei Shuyu's face, as if he was patiently solving a complex puzzle, or as if... he was admiring the prey's helpless embarrassment.
"I..." Pei Shuyu's scalp tingled under his gaze. His eyes darted everywhere, not daring to meet those overly direct eyes. He felt like he was being roasted on a fire. "It's just... I just don't think it's necessary to let them know too much... Yes, that's it! I don't want to cause trouble."
He tried to find a reasonable explanation, but his voice became smaller and smaller, and he was clearly lacking confidence.
Lu Hean looked at him quietly for several seconds. That focused, slightly scrutinizing gaze made Pei Shuyu feel uneasy. Just when Pei Shuyu was about to be overwhelmed by the pressure of this silence, Lu Hean suddenly lowered his head again.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice became lower than before, with a kind of self-deprecating loss: "I know. It's because I'm not good enough that Brother Shuyu feels that introducing me is... very troublesome."
As he spoke, his hands began to move. He no longer focused on changing his shoes, but gently and soothingly rubbed the protruding joints of Pei Shuyu's ankle with his fingertips.
The touch was warm and strange, with an intimacy that could not be ignored, yet it seemed as if it was just an unconscious action.
"It's okay." Lu Hean's voice returned to its previous calmness, even with a hint of lightness, as if the brief grievance and loss just now had never existed.
He swiftly helped Pei Shuyu take off his dusty boots, and then put the soft gray slippers on Pei Shuyu's feet.
"Okay." He stood up, with that gentle, harmless, even considerate smile on his face again, as if the person who had just made direct accusations, revealed grievances and possessiveness, was just Pei Shuyu's illusion.
"Your hands are not convenient. I'll get you some hot water, clean the wound first, and then re-bandage it." He turned and walked towards the bathroom, his steps calm and his back straight.
Pei Shuyu sat stiffly on the low stool at the entrance, wearing the same gray slippers as Lu Hean. His ankles seemed to still retain the warmth of his fingers and the heart-pounding caress.
He watched Lu Hean's back disappear at the bathroom door, his head buzzing.
Did Lu Hean want to help him clean his wound? He was still not used to being honest with others...
Pei Shuyu looked down at the soft slippers on his feet. He felt the road ahead was endless, even more... flustered and confused than the formidable gates of Saifan.
There was a sound of running water in the bathroom.
Lu Hean stood at the sink, adjusting the water temperature expressionlessly. His handsome yet calm face was reflected in the mirror, his eyes devoid of any trace of the previous grievance or innocence. Instead, they held a bottomless pit and a barely perceptible smug satisfaction of success.
He slowly rolled up the cuffs of his plaid shirt, revealing his sleek forearms. His fingertips unconsciously brushed against the spot where he had gripped Pei Shuyu's ankle, as if he could still feel the subtle pulse.
"Cousin..." He uttered these two words silently and playfully to himself in the mirror, with a faint but aggressive arc at the corner of his lips.
What the hell, this cousin is not even remotely related to me.
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The author has something to say: Ahhhhh, this is chapter 28! Chapter 27 has been replaced [explosive crying][explosive crying]
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