Chapter 189 Our Cabin (Part 2)

Shen Yu paused in his reading, as if he noticed something, and glanced out the window.

Shen Yu saw it hiding its body and secretly delighted when it came in from outside. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "What were you doing just now?"

Gou Jue Tou Sheng was surprised: "I just went outside for a walk. There are too many hidden dangers in this world recently. I have to explore more."

Shen Yu was half-believing and half-doubting. He glanced at the edge of the window again and vaguely felt that a certain power in his body was disappearing quickly.

That was the energy left when the coal ball had just tied him up. Now... this energy was rapidly disintegrating and was approaching zero.

Shen Yu lowered his eyes. He did not say anything more to Gouqie Toutousheng. He just closed the red book, put it aside, turned sideways and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Gouchu Tousheng slowly floated back to his sleeping place and placed the mechanical bed next to the window.

After Wen Yu faked his death and escaped, he and Shen Yu came to live in seclusion in the forest. The place where they live now is lush with vegetation and next to a stream. Because the road is bumpy and rugged, and there are often giant pythons and wild animals, there are few outsiders who come to visit.

Wen Yu chose this place as their retreat, which showed what he had in mind. Shen Yu had no objection to this. He had even been to the end of the world, and this place was beautiful with mountains and clear waters, which was in line with his expectations.

He had thought of living in seclusion in a secluded forest like this one. He would build a small wooden house, grow a few herbs, and go fishing by the stream when he had nothing to do. Maybe he would come across something new.

Although Wen Yu is a few years younger than him, their thoughts and ideas have not changed after so many years.

Shen Yu closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about, and just groped the skin at the base of his palm with no clear meaning.

There were rustling sounds coming from outside, and shadows were swaying, and the falling shadows passed over Shen Yu from time to time. Shen Yu noticed something, but he still didn't move, not even raising his eyelids.

"Shen Yu?" Wen Yu crawled into the quilt. He hugged Shen Yu from behind and rubbed his back with his face. "Are you asleep?"

Shen Yu lay on his side without moving, letting Wen Yu hold him like this, as if he had already fallen asleep.

Wen Yu whispered twice more, but still got no response. He snorted, and caressed Shen Yu's chest and abdomen through his underwear for a while, until Shen Yu's legs moved slightly, and then he stopped his movements.

"Pretend." Wen Yu bit Shen Yu's earlobe and threatened in a low voice, "You're pretending again?"

Shen Yu turned over, hugged Wen Yu and bit his skin without showing any weakness.

"I'm not pretending." Shen Yu pressed his lips tightly against Wen Yu's flesh, and the corners of his lips slightly raised as he smiled, "Who can fall asleep when you touch me like this? It's all your fault..."

"You keep saying that? You're becoming more and more shameless." Wen Yu wrapped her arms around Shen Yu's waist and snorted coldly.

He was pinned down by Shen Yu, his entire body hidden in the darkness. Yet he did not feel at a disadvantage at all, instead he exerted force with his arms, moving his palms downwards, with an inexplicable sense of determination to win.

"Do you believe I can teach you a lesson?" Wen Yu's breath was hot and moist, and it was all sprayed into Shen Yu's ear. It was half threatening and half indulgent.

Shen Yu's ears were itchy. He narrowed his eyes and half buried his face in Wen Yu's neck: "What did I do wrong? You still want to teach me a lesson. How are you going to teach me?"

Wen Yu narrowed her eyes: "Do you think I'm joking with you?"

"No, I know you're not kidding." Shen Yu turned his head and said softly, "I know you want to hit me."

He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of a certain word, which was heard by Wen Yu with a charming tone. Wen Yu's heart shuddered, and a flash of panic flashed through his eyes, which he immediately concealed completely.

How could Shen Yu know this? Wen Yu grabbed his clothes tightly, and he frowned secretly, guessing that Shen Yu was just saying it casually.

"What are you talking about? I said I wouldn't let you live a hard life, so how could I bear to hit you?" Wen Yu collected his thoughts and said calmly, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Really?" Shen Yu raised his eyes and looked at him. His tone changed as he spoke, "But you just said you wanted to teach me a lesson."

"Teaching you and beating you are two different things." Wen Yu was being mysterious.

"for example?"

"For example, we swapped identities."

Shen Yu: “?”

The fragrance applied on Wen Yu's neck became stronger and stronger. Shen Yu felt dizzy for a moment, and when he raised his eyes again, the world was spinning. Suddenly, the person under him grabbed his collar and pressed him onto the bed.

Wen Yu sat astride Shen Yu's waist and abdomen. He pinched Shen Yu's chin and asked, "Does it smell good?"

"..." Shen Yu's limbs were weak. He secretly clenched his palms and said in an ambiguous tone, "You drugged me?"

Wen Yu pretended not to hear anything. He lifted Shen Yu's belt with his fingertips, took off his underwear and threw it aside: "This is just a lesson."

Shen Yu's skills are unmatched, and Wen Yu's strength has not yet fully recovered. He will still be at a disadvantage if he goes head-to-head with him.

He had to resort to some safer means.

"Don't worry, I won't let you feel too much pain. I have prepared the ointment." Wen Yu was sure that Shen Yu could not move, so he took out a white porcelain bottle from under his pillow and dipped his fingertips in some ointment.

The pure white ointment with a faint fragrance turned transparent on his fingertips in a short while. Wen Yu deliberately glanced at Shen Yu, as if intending to intimidate him.

Shen Yu pursed his lips tightly, his eyes flickered, and he asked again: "What did I do wrong? Why do you treat me like this?"

"You didn't do anything wrong." Wen Yu wiped his fingertips on the quilt and said calmly, "I just thought about it."

After he finished speaking, he pinched Shen Yu's thigh with one hand and turned him over. Shen Yu felt dizzy, and he said in a deep voice, "Are you serious?"

"What else?" Wen Yu laughed and comforted Shen Yu, "I have been studying books these days and have memorized a lot of techniques. I am different from you. You know, I have learned a lot..."

He smelled another scent at the tip of his nose, a light scent mixed with sandalwood, similar to the one he applied on his neck, but slightly different.

Wen Yu frowned slightly, and he continued: "I have learned a lot of things, which are completely different from what you did before. I know everything you know, and now it's time for me to..."

Shen Yu's eyes were buried in the darkness. He lay speechlessly under Wen Yu, quietly looking at Wen Yu's thin figure outlined in the night.

Wen Yu's voice gradually slowed down. His legs became weak and he grabbed the bedpost beside him.

Shen Yu did not move. He looked at Wen Yu's figure in a trance for two seconds, then bent down, forced himself to press his arms on the side of Shen Yu's face, and kept gasping for breath.

"...Shen Yu, you drugged me?!" Wen Yu realized belatedly that something was wrong. His throat was dry and the sense of control over his body was quickly slipping away from his consciousness.

Shen Yu raised his lips silently. He pulled Wen Yu down and let him rest his head on his chest: "How you treat me, I will treat you the same way. Do you have any opinion?"

"You!" Wen Yu's tone was full of gnashing teeth. He simply couldn't believe it. "You knew it a long time ago?"

"Su Yu, I know everything you're thinking." Shen Yu half-hugged Wen Yu, and he put his hand into his pants. Sure enough, he heard a suppressed groan from Wen Yu.

Wen Yu was particularly unwilling to give up. He had been hiding his thoughts from the time he had been in Kunning Palace until now, and had never revealed even a hint of it.

How did Shen Yu know?

Shen Yu seemed to know what Wen Yu was thinking. He smiled and said, "Shuoyu, how many times have you drugged me in Kunning Palace?"

Wen Yu: “What?”

"How did you get into my bed in the middle of the night?" Shen Yu grasped the soft flesh underneath tightly, but said seriously, "You have no shame."

Wen Yu's body trembled, his mind was full of thoughts, and he said hoarsely: "Shen Yu...don't..."

There was another bout of dizziness, and the two switched positions. Shen Yu only used a little force to press Wen Yu back onto the bed.

He took the small white porcelain bottle tightly held in Wen Yu's hand, smeared some on his fingertips and observed. Just like not long ago, the ointment melted quickly when it came into contact with warmth, and turned into a pool of transparent liquid on Shen Yu's fingertips.

"Not bad." Shen Yu was very satisfied. He turned his gaze to Wen Yu and smiled slowly in the face of the other's trembling pupils. "Let's try it tonight to see how it works. We can't let your efforts during this period of time go to waste."

As Shen Yu was talking, he seemed to remember something. He pinched his chin like Wen Yu did and said, "You said you read a lot of books and learned a lot of useful things. Can you teach me tonight?"

Wen Yu pursed his lips. His expression remained unchanged, but his toes were all curled up, revealing a sense of embarrassment.

Shen Yu didn't give him any chance to struggle. He grabbed Wen Yu's ankle and pulled him down in front of him.

…

It was already early morning when the incident was over. Wen Yu's face was flushed and she hadn't recovered yet.

Shen Yu dried his body as usual, and then sat down next to Wen Yu. Wen Yu closed his eyes slightly in the dark, and only heard the sound of Shen Yu rummaging through clothes at the table.

"Juyu, go to sleep later. I have something to give you." Shen Yu's voice rang in Wen Yu's ear. They always liked to talk close to each other like this at night, as if they wanted to cross all distance and merge everything into one.

Wen Yu was used to it. He felt weak and just turned his head to look at the side: "What is it?"

Shen Yu lit the red candles in the room, and the flickering candle flames illuminated his face, which was almost identical to Wen Yu's. Wen Yu stared at Shen Yu's face with dark eyes. Shen Yu's facial features, which were obviously more stern than his, were always eye-catching, making it difficult for him to look away.

Shen Yu handed the wooden box in his hand to Wen Yu. The wooden box was quite large and felt a little heavy in Wen Yu's hand.

Wen Yu looked at Shen Yu, who raised his eyebrows at him and said, "Open it and have a look."

"You just know how to be mysterious." Wen Yu said a few words, then he lowered his head and fiddled with the wooden box honestly, and used the key to open the golden lock on it.

Inside the wooden box was a half-black mask wrapped in red silk. It was carved from pure black jade hidden in the deep valley. It was thin, cool, and not likely to hurt the skin.

Wen Yu's eyelashes trembled. He put the mask on the right half of his cheek and could already feel the coolness slowly seeping into his scar.

"Shuyu, I will heal these scars for you in the future. It may take a long time, three, five, ten years... but one day they will all be healed."

Shen Yu held Wen Yu's hand and said, "You can wear this mask if you want to, or not if you don't want to. It's up to you. Today... it's just a gift from me to you."

Wen Yu's fingertips were slightly cool, and then they became warm in Shen Yu's palm. He smiled and said, "What day is today? You have to give me a gift."

Shen Yu saw Wen Yu's other hand constantly stroking the mask, and couldn't help but smile: "Today is my birthday."

Wen Yu was surprised: "May 23?"

"Yes." Shen Yu pretended to be unhappy and said, "I remember your birthday, but look at you, you never remember my birthday, and you even want me to come and give you a gift to remind you."

Wen Yu opened his lips slightly, blinked, and asked, "You didn't lie to me?"

Shen Yu: "What did I lie to you about?"

"Is this really your birthday?" Wen Yu asked suspiciously, "It must be fake."

"You don't believe it?" Shen Yu became interested and asked, "Then tell me, when is my birthday?"

Wen Yu stroked the mask in his hand. His eyelashes were thick, and when they drooped, they covered most of the thoughts in his eyes: "You and I were born on the same day."

Shen Yu tilted his head.

After Wen Yu finished speaking, she looked back at Shen Yu, her eyes calm but with an indescribable feeling in them: "Because you are me."

Shen Yu smiled and said, "Are you not afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Wen Yu sneered.

He had already discovered clues from all the previous incidents.

How could one person know him so well? Knowing all the hidden scars on his body, all the pain he had experienced, and all the helplessness in his spirit?

No one can understand him better than himself. Shen Yu and Wen Yu look almost the same, which hints at the potential connection between them.

"Shen Yu, in your last life...what were you like?" Wen Yu touched Shen Yu's facial lines with his fingertips. He kissed Shen Yu's right cheek and asked, "How was your life?"

Shen Yu's pupils trembled. He stood there in a daze, looking at Wen Yu, not knowing what to say. After a long time, he smiled calmly: "He lived well and died peacefully."

Wen Yu did not ask any more questions. He seemed to know the answer in an instant. He just walked forward and hugged Shen Yu, letting him bury his head in his neck.

"You just tell lies."

Shen Yu's eyes were moist for no reason. He frowned and hugged Wen Yu's waist tightly.

"In this lifetime," he said vaguely.

Wen Yu laughed, and he ran his fingers through Shen Yu's long black hair, and closed his eyes: "Of course, in this life."

"I'm here."

Shen Yu's heartbeat was a little off for a moment. He sniffed the faint fragrance from Wen Yu's neck and finally smelled some sweet after bitter taste: "Good."

Those secret words between the beds flowed out slowly and soon dissipated into the air.

I took a nap leaning against the window, and it automatically blurred the two people beside the bed, but I could still hear some dirty words.

Gouqiu Tousheng turned over unhappily, took out the black book that it had given to Shen Yu before, and glanced at the contents of the black book.

The words on the black book slowly disappeared and were gradually replaced by new words.

【I am a madman. May 23rd is my death anniversary.】

Gouqiu Tusheng watched the line of words disappear on the paper, then yawned, closed the black book and threw it aside.

Tomorrow is another new day.