Chapter 15 If you want to eat my food, you have to sleep with me

The reefs on the sea and the surging waves hit and crash against each other again and again, and the waves never stop, day and night.

Pei Lang originally thought that the popularity would die down in a few days, but netizens were too curious and the discussion remained high. Although the information had not been dug out yet, it was enough to cause trouble to the website.

[——This generation of netizens is not good. It’s been several days and they still haven’t figured out who it is.]

[——Is it possible that he was overprotected by the website? The old singers can still be dug out. This can be regarded as a marketing method of the website. There is no way. Even a charity website needs to make money.]

[——Why is such a treasure website hidden away? The right thing to do is to share it with everyone. It would be a pity if such a great voice is not contributed to the entertainment industry.]

[——The person above, watch your words. You didn't even check what kind of website it is. Are you chasing stars or listening to songs? He hasn't shown up in so many days. Isn't it because he doesn't want to be noticed in the three-dimensional world?]

[——Yes, yes, you are so aloof, you are so great. How do you know he doesn't want to show up? Maybe it's not the right time yet. He sings so well and has such great conditions, is he really willing to develop in this website for a long time? Who doesn't sing for money and fame? I think he is deliberately keeping it a secret. Now the popularity is high, and he can get two more popularity by showing up after it dies down. These two popularity are enough for him to squeeze into the entertainment industry.]

[……]

The comments section of other websites started to argue again. Pei Lang found the person in charge and wanted them to help reduce the popularity of the search, but the reply he got was that it was impossible. He said to let it go and that it was not a bad thing to have some popularity.

Seeing the quarreling content, Pei Lang came up with an idea and registered a Weibo account.

The name of the website, "Wolf in Sheep's Clothing", was already taken, so he had to change it. No one thought that the online name Xiaoye Lang was him at first. Pei Lang posted a simple guitar playing and singing, and after his unique voice was recognized, a large number of people came to watch.

When netizens finally believed Pei Lang and wanted to show up while the heat was on, the other party posted another video.

The man in the video was wearing a neat shirt and black pants, and he looked thin but not skinny, just like what the netizens imagined. His face was not shown, but when he reached out to hold the guitar, his thin hands were wrinkled. He was estimated to be over 50 years old, and his skin was not only wrinkled but also yellow, and even had age spots. The netizens' beautiful fantasy was instantly shattered. Some people cursed and exited the video, while others insisted on watching it to the end.

Pei Lang's self-introduction follows: Hi everyone, I'm Lang, a middle-aged man with a youthful voice. I'm old now, but I'm still developing my music hobby from my youth. I'm very pleased and troubled to see everyone's recognition of my songs and voice. Singing is a hobby, and I hope everyone will focus on the songs instead of my private life, which will disturb my family. Finally, I will continue to release songs on the website, hoping that my voice can help those in need.

The purpose of this video is to prevent everyone from being overly curious and making all kinds of guesses.

It is impossible for a middle-aged uncle to enter the circle, and no company will sign a contract with him. He can only survive on websites like this. Even if he is very popular now, it is only a temporary craze.

Because he is an uncle, many people's fantasies were shattered. In the end, those who stayed were those who really liked his voice and songs, which screened out many netizens and fans. What people on the website really need is a healing voice, not a good-looking person. A video resolved the public opinion and also stated that he would continue to post songs on the website. He has already made his position clear and advertised himself.

As soon as the video was released, it received a lot of response, with some people praising it and some criticizing it.

[——Wuwuwu~ How could it be an uncle? I am still paying attention to him. I hope to find out his true appearance.]

[——What’s wrong with being an uncle? Even if he is an uncle, he is still a gentle uncle. I’m a fan of him after hearing his voice. Who said that the singer must be a young man? Won’t your idols get old?]

[——That’s right, you’re just imagining things, and you’re blaming my Ono Ryou. I’m speaking up for the uncle. Besides, the place where the uncle posts his songs is supposed to heal people. What you’re doing is just adding trouble to the uncle and the website.]

[——No, don’t you think uncles are wonderful? They have experience, stories, and the gentleness that comes with the years. With so many advantages, why would you care about age and looks?]

[——Can I say that the people who are protecting him now are the same people who were clamoring to see his true face last time? They are all big-name wolves, why are they pretending to be good people now?]

[……]

Pei Lang didn't care about what the netizens said. He went downstairs to the kitchen. Aunt Lin happened to be there, and her eyes lit up when she saw Pei Lang. "What's wrong? Are you hungry again? I'll make you something."

"No, I'm not hungry. I'll get some vinegar." Pei Lang was helpless. Aunt Lin seemed to treat him like a pet. She fed him like crazy as soon as she appeared in the kitchen, and she enjoyed it. Although he loved to eat, Pei Lang sometimes couldn't eat. Faced with Aunt Lin's enthusiasm, he was embarrassed to refuse, and his stomach was bulging every time.

"Vinegar? White vinegar?" Aunt Lin was a little disappointed when she heard that Pei Lang didn't want to eat anything. She glanced at Pei Lang's hands and was shocked. "Oh, what happened? Your hands are all covered with glue and your skin is wrinkled. Why did you ask me for glue just now?"

Heartbroken, he grabbed Pei Lang's hand and put it under the water pipe to rinse it with warm water, but it seemed to be of no use.

"I was making handicrafts and I fell over." Aunt Lin really cared about him, and Pei Lang felt warm in his heart. "Thank you, Aunt Lin,"

The glue was used to make his skin look wrinkled, and the age spots were put on with soy sauce. Time was tight, and this was the only method Pei Lang could think of. Aunt Lin felt even more distressed after hearing this. "Remember to wear gloves next time. Your hands are so delicate and tender. Now they look so ugly." While nagging, she washed them with vinegar. There was some effect, but not much. She could only rinse them with warm water more and remove them bit by bit.

"Xiao Lang, you wash first. Mr. Yan is coming home for dinner today, and the refrigerator is empty. I'll go out and get some more."

"Okay, Aunt Lin, be careful on the road."

Speaking of Yan Han, I haven't seen him for three days since I came out of his room that day, and I don't know what's wrong with him.

Pei Lang stayed at the villa, and his life schedule was different from Yan Han's. Yan Han came back late from overtime, while Pei Lang finished his meal at 6 or 7 o'clock, so they rarely bumped into each other. Today, by chance, they ran into each other.

Yan Han got off work early and went home. Aunt Lin was busy in the kitchen, with Pei Lang beside her, helping her, as if he was the outsider.

He drove the wheelchair over and stopped at the kitchen door, looking gloomy. "You two seem to get along well with each other."

Pei Lang had already noticed Yan Han, but he was busy with his work and didn't take the initiative to say hello. It sounded like Yan Han was still upset about Pei Lang entering his room without permission. Pei Lang couldn't help but complain about his stinginess and replied with a smile. "I'm eating and drinking for free at your place, but I have to do something, otherwise it would be so rude. Thank you, Mr. Yan."

"It's okay. I'll pay it back later."

...Stingy, awkward. "Haha, of course, I will pay you back double when I make money."

Pei Lang didn't know that Yan Han was uncomfortable because he was carried like a princess in front of his subordinates. Of course, he was angry with him. At this time, the little man on his shoulder was also angry and not active at all. Pei Lang couldn't tell what his mental activity was.

Yan Han stared at Pei Lang for a while before looking away and stopped talking. Pei Lang was curious and noticed that his eyelids were blue. Although his eyes were still so bright and shrewd, they could hardly hide his tiredness. Maybe he didn't get enough rest.

Soon after, dinner started. Aunt Lin served the dishes and a set of tableware. Pei Lang drooled and looked at them eagerly. Aunt Lin used her eyes to indicate that she would prepare more delicious food for him later. Yan Han was used to eating alone. Although Aunt Lin felt sorry for Pei Lang, she was not bold enough to arrange for him to sit at the same table with Yan Han. Aunt Lin's special care for Pei Lang during these days naturally did not think of hiding it from Yan Han. He had done his best to turn a blind eye. If he acted presumptuously in front of the real owner, he would be courting death.

When I make money, I will buy my own house, dig Aunt Lin over and let her cook whatever I want to eat.

Pei Lang looked at the table full of delicious food and swore silently. His usually smiling face was unusually serious at this moment. Yan Han glanced at him. "Go down."

"Okay, sir." Aunt Lin glanced at Pei Lang and left silently. Pei Lang was puzzled and followed her, but was stopped.

"I didn't let you go."

"Mr. Yan, what can I do for you?" Pei Lang's nose was filled with the aroma of delicious food. While he was speaking, his eyes were always on the table of food.

Yan Han frowned as he looked at Pei Lang eagerly. He couldn't bear to see him look hungry. "Want to eat?"

"Yes." He answered without thinking, his reason returned and he became alert. "What does Mr. Yan want to do?"

His intuition told him that Yan Han had conditions. This man was a businessman who valued profit over everything. He seemed unkind, but he could feel a bit of kindness. Pei Lang did not dislike this complex and contradictory person, and was even grateful to him for taking him in.

"From now on, if you want to eat my food, you have to sleep with me." Yan Han ate slowly, and no matter how delicious the food was, it seemed like chewing wax.

Pei Lang had been working in the entertainment industry before, and he not only developed the ability to read people's expressions and have superb acting skills, but also the ability to remain calm in the face of adversity.

In this world of complicated human hearts, he has learned to protect himself, to discover the bright spots in others and magnify them, because he believes that this is the only way to cultivate his mind. Otherwise, if he sees more filth than beauty, he will be upset and lose interest, which is also self-defeating.

Therefore, when he is targeted by someone he dislikes, he always uses this method. It is not to please, but just to cover up some of the things he dislikes, so that he will not be unable to control his emotions and can't help but treat them coldly. Therefore, no matter what he faces, he can always face it calmly and with a slight smile without getting angry.

A director once commented on him: he is gentle, excellent and strong, with eyes that seem to embrace everything, but in fact they are beyond the mundane world, as if nothing has anything to do with him.

But today, when he heard what Yan Han said, his usual smile broke, and shock welled up in his eyes. He stood there in a daze, without any reaction for a long time. After a few minutes, he asked in disbelief, "Mr. Yan, what does this mean?"

Pei Lang wanted to explore Yan Han's inner world, but the little man on his shoulder shyly covered his head and hid in the quilt, leaving only half of his head exposed. He really couldn't understand.

Yan Han himself replied indifferently. "Literally."

Uh… Pei Lang was speechless for a moment. When he was hesitant, he saw Yan Han’s ears were red, and he relaxed immediately. Why am I so nervous? He is even more nervous than me. “Okay, I’ll tell you in detail how to sleep after dinner. I’m starving.”

As he said this, he went to the kitchen to get a set of tableware, then sat opposite Yan Han and started eating.