Chapter 72 Chapter 9 Yan Hao was clearly the best human being he had ever met...
"How are you, feeling okay?"
Moving from one place to another is a normal thing for Shengqing, as he has experienced too many such migrations in the past.
Back then, he was still huddled in the simple iron cage of a shipping container. Sometimes, when he needed to travel quickly, it was common for the car to be on the road for days at a time. Especially on the dilapidated highways, the entire vehicle would be jolted from side to side, and the container naturally couldn't be very stable, so he would often be covered in bruises.
He wasn't as fragile as people imagined, so that people would have to find a place to stop and rest after driving for a while, and ask him with concern if he was hungry, thirsty, or sleepy...
People seemed very worried that Shengqing would not be able to adapt to the new place suddenly, so they showed him many photos and videos of his home on the way.
How to describe it?
It was probably the largest and most beautiful house Shengqing had ever seen, with countless spacious rooms, a garden stretching as far as the eye could see, a giant crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and a swimming pool sparkling in the sunlight...
He originally thought that the place they lived in before was already very good, but after seeing the photos and animated videos provided by others, he realized that there was a bigger place.
Yan Hao said that he had someone clean up his room and covered the floor with soft carpets so that he would not feel pain even if he fell.
Shengqing pursed his lips and hummed softly.
Yan Hao continued, saying that even if he went there, it would be no different from before. He could go out and play if he wanted to, but if he didn't want to go out or see anyone, then he could just stay in his room.
"Whatever it is, tell me, okay?"
Shengqing nodded.
"Thirsty?"
Shengqing shook his head.
"Are you hungry then?"
Shengqing continued to shake his head.
"Then you can sleep a little longer. Can you adjust the seat like this? Or a little further back?"
The residual warmth on his hand had not completely dissipated yet, Sheng Qing could still feel the remaining warmth on the back of his hand. He half-lay on the soft chair under the force adjusted by Yan Hao.
Suddenly, his half-closed eyes fluttered open. He saw Yan Hao reaching out to straighten his tail, which was curled up under the seat, and giving it a gentle squeeze.
This is not the first time.
People loved to pinch his snake tail, and he'd taken a long time applying the medicine. Under Shengqing's gaze, as if to find a suitable excuse for his behavior, he cleared his throat.
"Keeping your legs curled up all the time can cause blood circulation problems. Do you feel uncomfortable with your tail curled up like this?"
……ah?
No one had ever asked him this question before. Sheng Qing was a little slow to understand what the human meant, and for a moment he didn't know whether to shake his head or nod.
But the human didn't seem to want to get an answer from Sheng Qing, he seemed to be talking to himself.
"I see. So you have a flexible spine and muscle system. When you're coiled up, you can use muscle coordination to distribute pressure. Your physiology is more suited to this position..." He smiled. "I was worried you might be uncomfortable, but you didn't tell me."
Shengqing blinked.
I can't understand what humans are saying.
"Oh, there's one more thing."
Yan Hao's expression was still so gentle, no different from the past ten days, but Sheng Qing keenly smelled the different scent that flashed by on him.
That usually means disgust...
"I might have to deal with other things when I get back, so I won't be able to stay by your side every day like before..." Yan Hao paused and considered, "It might take two weeks, um... or maybe just a week or so. I'll definitely try to deal with it as quickly as possible, okay?"
Shengqing closed his eyes and hummed, while the tip of his tail moved slightly.
The vehicle started again.
Everything happened just as Yan Hao had said. As the car exited the highway, the dark blue sky that had been there when they set out turned into a hazy light blue.
Shengqing watched the low houses outside the window grow taller and taller, and smelled the various human scents in the air becoming stronger and stronger.
arrive.
The home Yan Hao mentioned, the city called Binhai, Shengqing stared out the window at the bustling city, the towering skyscrapers, the naked-eye 3D screen that was about to pop out of the painting, the endless stream of cars, the hurried crowds...
These were new things he had never seen in his life in the past few decades.
The car continued driving without stopping. After entering a street, the crowd outside the car window gradually thinned out. After turning a corner, a carved gate slowly opened.
In the center is a clear fountain with lifelike statues on it. Many humans wearing the same clothes seem to be waiting for them early.
"Xiaoqing, we're here."
This was what the steward Li Qichang heard when he stepped forward.
Mr. Yan, who never showed his emotions, was sitting in the driver's seat. A teenager who was so young that he was almost childish was sitting in the passenger seat. His face was not clear because of the mask, but you could vaguely tell that his face was very small.
She was wearing a sweatshirt and a blanket covering her lower body. Her hairstyle was very ordinary, with her slightly long hair tied neatly into a low ponytail.
At first glance, there was nothing special, but the tone of Mr. Yan's speech just now was so gentle that he suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
Not only did he speak very gently, but even after the butler opened the car door for him, the boy in the passenger seat remained motionless.
It was Mr. Yan who took the initiative to open the trunk. After the servant took out the wheelchair for him, Mr. Yan walked up to the boy, bent down and carried him into the wheelchair.
The strange boy didn't think there was anything wrong, and acted as naturally as if he had done it hundreds or thousands of times.
Is there something wrong with your legs?
"From today on, this is our home." Yan Hao gently stroked Sheng Qing's soft black hair. "How is it? Do you still like it?"
The "teenager" in the wheelchair slowly looked around and nodded slowly.
"Okay, then I'll show you your room first. I have to go out for a while, so you can rest at home. If you miss me, just send me a message. Okay?"
The boy continued to nod.
This harmonious scene of getting along made the servants around look at each other, and they saw surprise in each other's eyes.
what happened? !
In fact, as early as half a month ago, the housekeeper had mentioned that Mr. Yan wanted them to clean up the room near the flower garden, add furniture to it, make it cleaner, and make some plans for the overall style.
At that time, they were speculating about who would move in. Their most popular guesses were similar to the gossip in the group: had Yan Hao finally gotten his bearings?
You have to know that in the industry, people his age either obey their families' arrangements and get married early, or have a reputation for being a playboy and have a long history of affairs. At the very least, even if they're not married, they all have a steady partner. But he hasn't been in contact with anyone in his late twenties, and many people are speculating that he has a hidden illness...
Of course, those were all guesses from outsiders who didn't know the whole story. As the housekeeper who knew Yan Hao's daily life and schedule best, he knew more inside information than outsiders.
For example, Yan Hao does not have any unspeakable hidden illness, he is just a true workaholic. Apart from work, there seems to be nothing else in life that can arouse his interest.
However, it was precisely because of his outstanding work ability that he was able to snatch most of the shares from his biological father after Mr. Yan retired, and became the next head of the Yan family as determined by the entire family.
The housekeeper always thought that Yan Hao was looking for a partner, and it was very likely a business marriage to maximize profits.
When he received the news and listened to the servants' discussions, he felt a little more shaken, and at the same time, he became more curious about the residents.
Is this the boy?
The times are changing rapidly. In the past, homosexuality may have been a strange disease that was not accepted by the world, but today it is not so rare. There are people in the circle who like men.
It's just that this person seems to have a problem with his legs.
And also age...
The housekeeper looked at Mr. Yan who was pushing the wheelchair, and then at the "thin boy" sitting in the wheelchair, hesitant to speak.
There was already a big difference in height between the two, and the boy was sitting in a wheelchair, making him even shorter, so much so that Mr. Yan had to almost bend down half of his body when talking to him.
This posture looked uncomfortable, but Mr. Yan always bent down when talking to him, even though the boy's response was always indifferent, either nodding or shaking his head, or just a monosyllabic "hmm".
Combined with their interactions after getting off the bus, could it be that Mr. Yan was the one pursuing her? Could his leg injury be related to Mr. Yan?
"Uncle Li."
After taking Shengqing to familiarize himself with the approximate location, Yan Hao straightened up and called out to the butler behind him.
Li Qichang stopped his wandering thoughts and took a step forward.
"Sir, please."
"Shengqing is usually quite introverted. If there's nothing important, don't bother him. But if he needs anything..." Yan Hao paused, the smile on his face that had just been as gentle as a spring breeze now completely disappeared, and his tone was slightly threatening. "I hope you will take his words as my own. I know you won't do anything unnecessary, right?"
Being stared at by such a penetrating and sharp gaze, Li Qichang felt as if he was being seen through from inside to outside.
He almost thought that he had discovered his previous little thoughts.
Yan Hao's family background is so great that there are too many people who want to curry favor with him. He usually stays at home and rarely goes out, so naturally there are many people who want to find out a little about his preferences, whereabouts and recent situation. Sometimes he will accept some benefits and reveal some harmless information.
Li Qichang had always thought that his little tricks were very secretive and would never be discovered, but he didn't expect...
"Actually, I've always admired your work ability. Don't let me down." Yan Hao's gaze shifted to the young man in the wheelchair. His facial muscles relaxed, and his tone returned to normal. "I believe you know how to do it."
Li Qichuang wiped the sweat from his forehead. Even though he was regretting it in his heart, out of professionalism, he did not reveal too much emotion on his face and agreed readily.
"Okay, Mr. Yan."
Can't understand…
I don't understand at all...
Sheng Qing's eyes moved back and forth between Yan Hao and the other middle-aged man, but he still didn't understand what the two humans were saying.
After studying picture books in the hotel for a few days, Shengqing thought he had mastered human language very well, but he was still confused.
However, even though he couldn't understand what the two people were saying, Sheng Qing could still tell from the unpleasant smell in the air that they were not saying anything nice.
Especially that middle-aged man who…didn't care about anything. His scent suddenly became very strong. This smell was not unfamiliar to Sheng Qing. He had sometimes smelled it on some audience members during performances in the past.
That emotion seems to be fear.
Is he afraid of Yan Hao?
Why?
Yan Hao was clearly the best human being he had ever met.
When Shengqing looked up, he met Yanhao's gaze, which was looking down. He looked as if he had something to say to her, but Shengqing's eyes were looking at his pocket.
Seeing him like this, Yan Hao subconsciously took out his phone. And as if on cue, the moment he took it out, the phone lit up and began to vibrate.
Two words jumped on the screen:
——He Qin
Who is this?
Oh, I seem to remember something, it seems like his father recently married a new wife.
Sheng Qing's nose twitched slightly. He could smell that indescribable odor coming from Yan Hao again.
I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone. I just saw Yan Hao listening quietly, and then replied very coldly: "I'm in Binhai... I know... Yeah."
Putting away his phone, he squatted down and looked Shengqing in the eye, the reluctance in his eyes almost overflowing: "I have to go.
He raised his hand to straighten Shengqing's crooked collar, still giving him a worried look: "Tell them if you're hungry. If you don't want to talk, you can write. Didn't I leave you a cell phone? Just do as I taught you. If you miss me, send me a message... Okay? Got it?"
As he spoke, he pointed at the servants carrying suitcases, and the servants he pointed at responded hurriedly.
Shengqing nodded obediently.
Yan Hao stood up, took a step, looked back, took another step, and couldn't help but look back. For the past twenty days, man and snake had been together day and night, and now they were suddenly separated. He was worried about Sheng Qing being alone.
Just as he made up his mind to step out of the room, a slightly hoarse voice came from behind him.
"Yan Hao, I'll...wait for you."
In a short sentence, the name at the beginning was pronounced most clearly. For the first time, Yan Hao suddenly laughed when he heard his own name.
Sheng Qing's nose twitched slightly. Just now, he smelled that the scent of the human body began to change again.
A sweet smell, without a hint of sourness, like freshly peeled honey, so sweet that it's a bit cloying. In his cognition, this smell usually represents joy and happiness.
Is he happy?
Shengqing thought about it and waved to him in a very realistic way, imitating the child he had seen in the picture book before.
"I'll be waiting for you...at our house."
Sure enough, the sweetness of the human body became even stronger, as if to dye the surrounding air honey-colored, spreading from his body to all directions.
Yan Hao walked back to Sheng Qing and squatted down under the latter's puzzled gaze.
"Yes, that's right, this is our home!" He couldn't help himself and reached out to pinch Shengqing's face, again and again, as if he couldn't let go. "How come Xiaoqing is so smart? Did he remember this is our home after just one mention?"
Sheng Qing also cooperated and let the human pinch his face again and again without moving. The whole time, he just stared at the human in front of him with his watery eyes without blinking, as if silently torturing the human's conscience.
Putting aside his conscience for the moment, Yan Hao's Adam's apple rolled, and he was obviously trying to restrain something. He delayed for a full twenty minutes. After receiving the third urgent call, he finally left reluctantly. As he stepped out the door, he muttered, "I don't want to leave. If only I could carry you in my pocket all day..."
Looking at the direction where the humans left, Shengqing seemed to still be able to smell that sweet smell.
"Young Master..."
Shengqing looked over.
The person who spoke was the butler Yan Hao had introduced earlier. His surname seemed to be Li. He looked like the leader of the other servants, and even his uniform was different from the others.
He looked at Sheng Qing without a trace of disdain, his attitude as respectful as he had towards Yan Hao. Upon closer inspection, his demeanor was even more cautious.
"Do you need me to push you around?" The middle-aged man looked at his nose and thought, "If you are tired, you can go back to your room and rest. The room has been cleaned. If you need anything, you can call me at any time..."
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