Chapter 39
Su Xuan followed Gu Shuo back home feeling dizzy...
When he entered Gu Shuo's apartment and received a call from his father, he suddenly woke up and remembered that he had not yet reported his safety.
So Gu Shuo went to prepare food, while Su Xuan sneaked to the balcony and answered the phone.
It was obvious that there was more than just Dad on the other end of the phone. Su Xuan also heard Qi Hanyu's noisy voice.
"So you, Bifang and Xiaoyu are all back?" Lu Tao asked with concern.
"Wen Yu will of course continue to stay in the training camp. As for Bifang and I - I've already arrived at the apartment. Bifang should be leaving with the actor. Speaking of which, those two seem to be together." Su Xuan lowered his voice and gossiped slyly.
Lu Tao and Qi Hanyu: “???”
The two were caught off guard and were both confused.
What? We just went to see a performance, and we ended up in love?
What's going on? What's going on?
The two of them asked hurriedly, but Su Xuan didn't know the details.
He only realized this later when he suddenly discovered Bifang and Fu Huanyu kissing each other. Su Xuan was also shocked at the time - it's not that he didn't notice the ambiguity between Bifang and the movie emperor, but the speed was too fast!
Lu Tao and Qi Hanyu felt a little disappointed that they couldn't hear the complete gossip, but it didn't matter. They could just ask Bifang when he came back.
They then talked about Qiongqi and leeches.
Lu Tao's voice was quite serious. "I called the Monster Bureau again and asked about this. The case in City B is quite involved and is also related to City A. Everyone should be careful recently."
Su Xuan changed his mind and said, "It's true that gourmet monsters are hard to guard against. After all, many monsters are quite good at concealing their auras. But it shouldn't be difficult for a human gourmet to identify them."
Humans who often eat monsters will have a very special spiritual aura on their bodies. They themselves do not have the ability to control spiritual power like monsters and wizards, so that special spiritual aura is easy to distinguish.
As long as these people appear in front of them, this group of human gourmets will become a group of moving targets, and they can be shot at any time.
Su Xuan counted on his fingers, "Wen Yu is in training camp now, so it shouldn't be a problem. Lu Hui is in the Monster School, where all the teachers and students are monsters. No matter how presumptuous a gourmet is, he wouldn't dare to break in there. Zong Ning... Zong Ning isn't sociable, but he's pretty capable, so there's no need to worry too much. And then there's you, Dad, Qi Hanyu, Bi Fang, Xia Yan... By the way, where is Xia Yan now?"
He seemed not to hear Xia Yan's voice on the phone?
Upon hearing this question, Qi Hanyu immediately complained, "Brother, you know Xia Yan is always wandering around to write lyrics, claiming he's looking for inspiration. I haven't seen him since today. Furthermore, for convenience, he transforms into a demon when he goes out, and I can't even reach him on his phone!"
The corner of Su Xuan's mouth twitched, and then he remembered this.
The "Rap You Are the Best" program team has not responded yet, but Xia Yan always feels that he needs to prepare in advance - once he is really selected, the competition will begin, and as a rapper, of course he has to sing his own original works.
But writing lyrics and composing music is not that easy, so in order to find inspiration, Xia Yan has been hanging out every day for the past half month.
Thinking of this, Su Xuan wiped his face and sighed deeply: "...Okay, then when Xia Yan returns, you remind him to be careful recently."
The call was almost over here. Qi Hanyu on the other end hurriedly said that he was going to call Bifang to hear gossip. At this time, Gu Shuo was almost ready. He walked to Su Xuan, leaned on the balcony railing, supported his chin with one hand, and looked at him with a smile.
Su Xuan's face turned red, and his heart started beating again.
He quickly hung up the phone, thinking guiltily, while he was going to see a performance, Bifang started a relationship, and he seemed to be in love too... cough cough cough, in fact, he was really embarrassed to say that Bifang and the movie emperor were fast.
Su Xuan immediately became hesitant.
Seeing him like this, Gu Shuo smiled even more. He said gently, "I prepared some snacks. Would you like to have some first?"
Before Su Xuan could answer, he asked very naturally, "Are we going out to eat tonight or staying at home?"
Su Xuan: “!”
He was so happy that he almost fainted!
Being able to spend the entire night with Gu Shuo? Even having dinner with Gu Shuo, not just as a treat between friends?
Su Xuan blushed and whispered excitedly, "I, I want to eat at home!"
Su Xuan is a very honest person. He doesn't want to go to crowded places. Isn't it good to just stay here with Gu Shuo and have some time for himself?
Come to think of it, even though they had kissed at the training camp just now, their conversation in the car on the way back was very serious.
Of course, Gu Shuo was driving at that time, so they really couldn't do anything.
But, but, now they were already at Gu Shuo's house! There were only the two of them!
All kinds of fantasies immediately started running through the mind of the innocent little virgin Su Xuan. His face turned red and his eyes rolled around. In order to prevent Gu Shuo from seeing his evil intentions and audacity, Su Xuan avoided his gaze.
But this lively appearance, in Gu Shuo's eyes, was a completely different scene.
So cute.
He smiled and pinched the tip of Su Xuan's nose: "Okay, then I'll make it for you."
Su Xuan's neck even turned red.
He couldn't hold back any longer, so he took a step forward and threw himself into Gu Shuo's arms, hugging him tightly.
Gu Shuo chuckled and hugged him gently. Then, in this position, he took him into the living room and closed the balcony door.
*
At the other end, the entrance of the villa.
The middle-aged man was stunned and unnatural for a moment after seeing Fu Huanyu, but he quickly returned to his usual self.
Without waiting for Fu Huanyu to answer, he whispered to the person on the other end of the phone, "That's it for now," then hung up. He walked over and said to Fu Huanyu gently, "You should have told me you were coming back. We didn't have anything to eat at home. Speaking of which... weren't you supposed to be participating in the recording of a show today? Why are you back now?"
He was somewhat doubtful and cautious in his attempts.
Fu Huanyu looked at him for a while.
His gaze was ambiguous, and after watching the middle-aged man slowly stiffen, he changed his shoes and walked in, saying, "Something happened at the recording location, and we were all evacuated temporarily. We plan to postpone the recording."
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and immediately frowned.
He stepped forward to check on Fu Huanyu and asked with concern, "What happened at the recording location? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Dad, don't worry." Fu Huanyu put on slippers and asked, "Are you going out?"
The middle-aged man was stunned: "No, I... don't plan to go out."
"Isn't that perfect?" Fu Huanyu said calmly, "Let's have dinner together."
The middle-aged man, Fu Yan, Fu Huanyu's father, froze, opened his mouth, and was speechless.
Fu Huanyu didn't seem to see it. The moment he lowered his head, his eyes were dark.
He carried his suit jacket into the living room. Fu Yan turned and followed him, saying again, "...Dad has some friends coming over tonight. You should have told me beforehand that you were coming home for dinner."
Since his debut, Fu Huanyu has rarely returned to the villa where he grew up, and most of the time he lives in an apartment outside.
Fu Huanyu didn't even turn his head and said indifferently, "So I have to report back when I return home in the future?"
Fu Yan trembled and said, "Dad didn't mean that, it's just..."
Fu Huanyu stopped, turned sideways, and stared at him: "Or is there something inconvenient for you?"
Fu Yan became even stiffer: "No, no, how can it be inconvenient for me..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden "bang" sound from upstairs, as if something had hit the floor.
Fu Yan paused. Fu Huanyu raised his head, looked at the ceiling, squinted his eyes and asked, "What is that?"
The corners of Fu Yan's mouth twitched unnaturally. "It's rats... You know, they've been here for three years. I've lived alone in this house all year round. I don't know if it's because there aren't enough people around, but the rats are always around."
"Didn't I tell you to find someone from a professional company for help?" Fu Huanyu asked calmly.
"Well...mainly because I don't have time," Fu Yan hesitated. After a moment's silence, he asked in a gentle voice, "Well, Dad's friends coming later are more important. If you must stay home, you can stay in the study on the first floor where you used to stay for a while. After Dad sends the guests away, I'll keep you company. Is that okay?"
The study room where Fu Huanyu studied when he was a child was at the end of the corridor on the right side of the first floor. It was a certain distance away from the living room. As long as the door was not opened, they would not disturb each other.
Fu Huanyu glanced at the room in the corner and then looked at Fu Yan.
Fu Yan's smile was stiff.
Fu Huanyu curled the corners of his lips, said nothing, turned around and walked over there.
Behind him, Fu Yan looked at his back, wanting to say something but stopping himself, feeling a little dazed and a little lost.
Fu Yan turned his head and looked at the photo of a family of three on the alcove with a complicated look.
…
Fu Huanyu entered the study.
This study room seemed to have not changed in more than ten years. Even the awards he won in elementary school were still displayed in the window intact.
Fu Huanyu didn't look at it much. After entering, he received a call from his agent.
After his agent confirmed that he was not injured, he asked him what happened at the recording site. Although the announcement on the official Weibo of the program team said that the ceiling of the studio collapsed, as a veteran in the industry, his intuition told him that things must not be that simple, otherwise A-Force would not be so tight-lipped. Apart from the content of the announcement, no other information could be found out.
However, Fu Huanyu simply dealt with his agent's probing in a calm tone.
Hearing that Fu Huanyu didn't want to talk any more, the agent had no choice but to give up: "Okay, so where are you now? Back to the apartment?"
"No, I went home."
"Go home?" The agent was stunned. "Why did you suddenly think of going home? Then...is your dad here too?"
"Well," Fu Huanyu suddenly said without waiting for his agent to ask more, "Tomorrow's work will be postponed. I have some things to take care of, and tonight may not be enough time."
The agent was even more confused. "What's going on? Can't you tell me a little bit so I can understand? Tomorrow isn't your mother's death anniversary, is it?"
Fu Huanyu only said: "I'll contact you when it's over."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
On the other end, the agent was furious.
Outsiders only think that Fu Huanyu is a gentleman with elegant manners and is easy to get along with, but only those who are familiar with him know that this guy is not easy to get along with at all!
Something tomorrow? What could he possibly be doing tomorrow? With his dad?
This father and son have only spoken a few words to each other over the years. What could have happened?
The agent was puzzled.
On the other side, after Fu Huanyu hung up the phone, he looked at the yard outside the window.
This room was soundproofed when it was first renovated.
His mother hopes that he can study here quietly and without being disturbed.
At this moment, being in the room, Fu Huanyu naturally could not hear any sound coming from outside.
He waited quietly for only ten minutes before turning around, gently opening the door of the room, and his dark eyes swept towards the living room.
In the distance, Fu Yan was talking on the phone in the corner of the living room with his back to this direction.
Fu Huanyu carried his suit jacket, walked out of the room, closed the door, walked forward five meters, and came to the stairs leading to the second floor.
With a "bang".
It came from upstairs again.
Fu Huanyu's eyes dimmed slightly.
He climbed the stairs.
One step, two steps, three steps...
There are two flights of stairs with a corner in the middle.
It wasn't completely dark yet, so there were no lights on in the stairs. However, the light coming in from the windows was limited, so the deep part of the stairs was already covered in shadows, making it seem a little dark and eerie.
There is a painting hanging on the wall at the corner. It is a watercolor painting painted by his mother when she was alive. The father in the painting is holding the child high in his hands. The father has a proud look on his face, and the child is smiling with his mouth wide open.
My mother also wrote a name in the lower right corner of the painting, which was "Father and Son".
Fu Huanyu stared at the painting, and his feet touched the stairs, making only a very slight sound.
He moved forward silently, and the watercolor painting became clearer and clearer.
Just as I remembered, there was a woman in the background of the watercolor painting. She was wearing a dress, with her hands behind her back, smiling as she looked at the backs of the father and son.
Fu Yan once asked her why she didn't draw herself next to them?
She replied with a smile that she just wanted to paint a watercolor painting with the theme of father and son. As for the family of three, she would paint it again when she had the chance.
Sadly, she passed away not long after she said this.
The painting of the family of three has no chance of appearing in this world.
However, this painting of "Father and Son" has always been hanging on the wall at the corner of the stairs, like a curse, as if reflecting the reality that the hostess of the family has passed away, leaving only a father and son.
This father and son are not smiling as they appear in the painting.
At this moment, one of them was in the corner of the living room, talking on the phone in a low voice, while the other was walking silently on the stairs in the dark.
Fu Huanyu held the wall with one hand, stared at the painting, and walked up step by step.
He didn't know whether he was trying to see something more from this painting that had been hanging there for more than ten years, or whether he simply didn't want to think about what was on the second floor.
His thoughts seemed to be immersed in the darkness, gradually becoming quiet and numb.
Then, there was a "bang".
The third time came.
In Fu Huanyu's field of vision, something quietly appeared, blocking his view of the watercolor painting.
Is a man.
Wearing a black T-shirt and ripped jeans, he was so thin that he looked like a ghost.
The man had messy hair, piercings on his ears, nose, and lips, and his face was as pale as wall plaster.
He came down from the second floor and turned around the corner. He saw Fu Huanyu and raised his eyebrows.
Fu Huanyu stopped and looked at him calmly.
The man laughed with interest. "Hey, why did you come back so suddenly? Didn't your dad tell you about it? Why, do you want to go to the second floor?"
He walked down step by step and said slowly, "Didn't your father tell you that there are a lot of rats upstairs now, so it's inconvenient to go up?"
Fu Huanyu didn't say anything, his eyes were dark and unclear.
The man didn't seem to mind, probably because he was used to his indifferent look.
After standing in front of Fu Huanyu, he said with a half-smile, "We've known each other for so long, and you're just like your dad, but you won't even call me Teacher Liu?"
He bent down and moved closer, his eyes scanning every part of Fu Huanyu's face. He licked his lips and said in an ambiguous tone, "Or, you can just call me Brother Liu."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly moved his nose, as if he smelled something, and squinted his eyes: "Hmm? What's the smell on you?"
Fu Huanyu lowered his eyes.
The man swallowed and said, "It smells delicious—"
Before he could finish his words, there was a "puff" sound as something pierced his flesh. He suddenly froze all over, unable to move. His mouth opened wide, but no sound came out.
His eyes were wide open, his face looked painful and hideous.
He looked at Fu Huanyu in disbelief, then slowly lowered his head to look at the thing that pierced his abdomen.
*
A few hours ago, in the ruins of the studio.
An employee of the Monster Bureau in City B is complaining.
"...Why is there a horn missing? If it was any other part, it would be fine, but it has to be Qiongqi's horn. I don't want to write a problem report!"
Another employee, probably new, asked in confusion, "Is Qiongqi's horn something special?"
The employee explained, "Things like a monster's horns, teeth, and nails are where spiritual energy gathers the most, making them quite lethal. Furthermore, this Qiongqi is a first-generation monster. If stabbed by its horns, even an ordinary second-generation monster would be unable to move, let alone a human."
"Hmm, so that's it..." The new employee looked at the ruins. "To be stuck with a monster like this, what kind of people are these gourmets? The thought that such a human might be right next to me gives me chills."
"A human gourmet... Honestly, if it were a familiar relative, they would have easily noticed something was wrong, because once a human eats monster meat, they become abnormal. It's not that they mutate physically, but after experiencing spiritual power firsthand, a person is completely changed... Mentally, spiritually, they become very different from ordinary humans..."
They gradually walked away, and a man stood behind them, not moving for a long time.
He stared at their backs, and many images emerged in his mind.
After today's incident, when he saw the two monsters that broke into the studio with his own eyes, he was shocked, and at the same time, a strange sense of familiarity quietly emerged in his chest.
He didn't know where that feeling came from, and he was interrupted by his lover's affairs. Until this moment, when he accidentally heard the conversation between the two employees of the Monster Bureau, and recalled the relative at home, and the strange man who had been following that relative from time to time in the past three years, he suddenly realized something.
He stood there for a long time before moving, and a thick shadow had already formed in his eyes.
He turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly his foot seemed to kick something.
He looked down, squatted down, and brushed aside a pile of messy dust and debris, and saw a white, sharp horn...
He stared at the horn.
Two seconds later, I heard my lover's call from behind: "Huan Yu?"
He moved slightly, and when he stood up again, he hooked his suit jacket over his arm.
The lover walked up to him and said, "Shall we go? Yan Yue is here to see us."
He paused, smiled and said, "Okay."
As the car drove onto the road, the people inside started talking about the Gourmet case, and he suddenly asked, "What exactly does 'Gourmet' mean?"
His friend sitting in the passenger seat began to introduce the story in a chattering manner, and he listened quietly. All the clues matched his memory bit by bit.
I see.
All the doubts that had arisen over the past three years regarding his father's strange behavior seemed to have been answered.
——Right now.
The young man surnamed Liu looked at the horn that pierced his abdomen in disbelief, unable to move his whole body.
This isn't an ordinary horn, which monster did it come from?!
He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Fu Huanyu, his face twitching: "You, you really have come into contact with monsters. The smell on you - uh!"
A groan of pain was heard as the horn in his abdomen was pulled out and then fiercely thrust in!
The man surnamed Liu looked at the man in front of him in disbelief as he performed this action with an expressionless face, his heart breaking.
He slowly knelt down tremblingly, and began to lose control of his original form. Half of his human head turned into the shape of a snake head, covered with scales, and his vertical pupils trembled slightly.
Fu Huanyu lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Snake demon?"
"You...you...who gave you this thing?!" The snake demon gasped and choked on blood. "What kind of monster have you come into contact with?!"
"Your current situation has nothing to do with the owner of the aura I carry," Fu Huanyu said calmly. He pulled out Qiongqi's horn, crossed over the snake demon, hooked the back of the snake demon's collar with one hand, and began to drag him upstairs. "If you hurt him, I will make your death even more miserable."
"But you don't have a chance."
"You... cough cough cough..." The snake demon's entire body was paralyzed by the residual spiritual power on the Qiongqi horn and could not move.
As he was dragged, the T-shirt got stuck on his chest, squeezing his throat and chest, causing him even more pain.
He tried to struggle, but it was no use. He roared, but ended up spitting out more blood.
Fu Huanyu dragged him up to the second floor with an expressionless face: "So, where did my dad hide those monsters you captured? His bedroom? The guest room? The study? The warehouse?"
He walked slowly along the corridor, passing one room after another.
The snake demon was no longer able to struggle. He gasped for breath, his face even paler than before: "You, cough cough cough, how on earth did you find out--"
It would have been fine if he had just discovered his identity, but Fu Huanyu had apparently also discovered their "gourmet" identities!
But as always, he didn't get any answer from Fu Huanyu.
He gritted his teeth, veins popped out on his forehead and neck, and he felt like all the blood in his body was about to drain out.
Wherever they passed, they left a wide, scarlet trail of blood.
Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound coming from a room on the right.
Fu Huanyu paused, turned around, and said coldly, "Is it here? His bedroom?"
The snake demon was gasping for breath, as if on the verge of death.
His eyes rolled around, he looked at the room, and suddenly pulled up the corners of his lips, revealing a weird smile.
Fu Huanyu didn't see it.
A sinister look finally appeared in his eyes.
Grab the door handle and turn it.
——Push it open hard.
——I thought I would see innocent and terrified monsters being tied up or locked in cages, but when everything in the room came into view, Fu Huanyu froze there, a look of astonishment on his face.
There was no furniture in the empty room.
There are no cages and no monsters.
…There was only one, fleshy thing, huddled in the corner.
The huge lump of flesh seemed to have consciousness, rolling back and forth on the ground. As it rolled, it bounced and made a "bang" sound.
The snake demon suddenly burst into laughter.
Fu Huanyu lowered his eyes, and the darkness in his eyes became even darker.
He asked coldly, "What is this?"
"Hehe...haha, guess? What exactly is that thing that your father hides in his room like a treasure and sleeps with it day and night? Hahahaha!" The snake demon laughed wildly.
At this moment, a burst of hurried, heavy footsteps came from behind them.
The footsteps went up to the second floor, paused for a second, and then rushed over frantically, pushed Fu Huanyu away, and crawled into the house.
Fu Yan rushed to the meat ball and hugged it tightly, as if protecting a treasure. His face was pale and he said, "Huan Yu, Huan Yu, listen to my explanation..."
The snake demon was about to laugh, but Fu Huanyu threw him to the ground, raised his foot, stepped on the Qiongqi horn, and directly stepped through the snake demon's body and nailed it into the wooden floor under him.
"Hmm!" The snake demon stopped laughing immediately, and bent his body twitching, with a scowl on his face.
Fu Huanyu walked up to Fu Yan step by step.
Fu Yan was trembling all over. He heard the grown-up child slowly ask, "Dad, what is this?"
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