Chapter 57 My Baby
Fu Yanle rose up from the ground.
"Yu Jingchen, you unfilial beast! You dare hit my big brother? I'll beat you to death, or I'm not a man! I—"
After taking several punches, Yu Jingchen suddenly reached out and blocked Fu Yanle's fist. Then, he used his legs to bend sharply. Fu Yanle, who was already sitting on him, was now passively moved forward and sat right on Yu Jingchen's lower abdomen.
Fu Yanle froze for a second before Yu Jingchen quickly grabbed both of his wrists with one hand and pressed them behind his back.
Although he had taken the initiative to step forward not long ago, the feeling of taking the initiative and being forced to do so is completely different. Moreover, his current situation is like that of a pig that is tied up and waiting to be slaughtered!
Fu Yanle struggled angrily for a few moments, then said fiercely, "You bastard, let me go right now, or I'll really get rough with you!"
"Look here." Yu Jingchen turned his head, where there was probably a tender red handprint. He rubbed his cheek, feeling it hot and numb. "You beat me up like this, so I should be the one not letting you off the hook."
"Me!" Fu Yanle felt a little guilty, because the moment he swung the large slingshot, he realized he had used too much force, especially since Yu Jingchen's small slingshot was really weak. But since the fight had already started, if he didn't argue his case and seize the moral high ground, who knew how Yu Jingchen would retaliate against him.
He raised his chin and said, "You hit me first!"
“I just patted it lightly,” Yu Jingchen retorted. “You pat your moisturizer on your face with more force than I do.”
Fu Yanle choked for a moment and said, "How can that be the same? Are you applying lotion to my face? Besides, my face is very precious. What if you ruin it?"
“Your face is now smooth and white, like a peeled egg.” Yu Jingchen said expressionlessly. “My face is red and white, obviously you messed up my face.”
"If someone wrongs me, I will repay them tenfold." Fu Yanle said righteously, "The one who starts it is despicable! If you don't hit me, why would I hit you? Since you chose to hit me, you should bear the corresponding consequences. People must be responsible for their actions!"
“That’s right, people have to be responsible for their own actions.” Yu Jingchen raised his hand, pretending to hit him.
"Hey!" Fu Yanle turned his head away, his head and neck hunched together, his eyes tightly closed, but his mouth resolutely launched its best attack—
"You were so careful around me before, treating me like a little darling. And now, after only a few days, you're already trying to hit me! People's hearts are fickle, faster than a three-second man! Before you get them, they're treasures; after you get them, they're worthless weeds! I don't blame you; that's just the cold-hearted nature of humanity. I know you're not an exception, but... Waaah, why is my life so miserable! I'm just a pitiful little thing that nobody cares about; even a passing ant dares to spit on me, waaaaah!"
He had initially just been acting out of sheer passion, but the more he acted, the more engrossed he became, and eventually, Fu Yanle actually started to feel genuine emotion. He opened his eyes, glared fiercely at Yu Jingchen, his wide eyes quickly turning red with tears.
Yu Jingchen, who had been enjoying the performance of "The Soul Stealer," panicked upon seeing this and quickly let go of Fu Yanle's hand, saying, "Why did you make yourself cry?"
Fu Yanle remained silent, his eyelids drooping listlessly, not even glancing at Yu Jingchen.
"Okay, okay, I apologize to you. I'm sorry, okay?" Yu Jingchen hugged Fu Yanle and gently patted his back. "I shouldn't have patted you, shouldn't have argued with you, shouldn't have scared you. It's all my fault, Yanle, look at me?"
Fu Yanle raised his eyelids and gave him a perfunctory look.
Seeing this, Yu Jingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to coax, "I know Yanle is the most magnanimous person, and he will definitely give me a chance to make amends, right?"
"...Don't try to morally blackmail me." Fu Yanle sniffed, her voice weak. "You yelled at me twice tonight."
Yu Jingchen was silent for a moment, then said, "I need to explain my behavior. The first time I yelled at you was when you said you might suddenly disappear. I was terrified, but I couldn't think of any solutions, so I was anxious and scared, and I lost control of my emotions. Later, I patted you because you mentioned rebirth, which surprised me. But in that instant, I understood the doubt that had been bothering me for so long, and I became certain of my previous guess. But it does sound a bit far-fetched. I was afraid you were bluffing me, or that I was even just dreaming, so I wanted to see if you really existed, or if it was just my imagination and a dream."
What surprise, what speculation?
Fu Yanle paused for a few seconds, recalling what he had said not long ago, and couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
Could it be that Yu Jingchen had long suspected that he was reborn, and had just heard his subtle, unintentional hint, and was certain that he was reborn?
Yu Jingchen said, "This is my explanation. I didn't really mean to be mean to you. My attitude towards you remains the same, and I even cherish you more than before. It's all my fault for making you feel wronged."
Fu Yanle held the hem of Yu Jingchen's pajamas, remaining silent for a long time under Yu Jingchen's focused and cautious gaze before saying, "I completely understand your emotions and reactions. I originally wanted to comfort you and tell you not to worry so much, but I didn't expect to get so carried away. As for the big dagger, I actually just acted impulsively for a moment. After all, when you patted me before, the force was like touching me, so I didn't control my emotions and strength. But... I regretted it after I hit you."
He sighed and said awkwardly, "I wasn't really angry, and the soul-calling was just an act, but I suddenly took it seriously. I read a dating post before, and it said that your partner is different before and after dating, and before and after marriage, so I... I'm just afraid that you'll be like that too."
Upon hearing this, Fu Yanle became genuinely emotional again. He sniffled, his voice trembling with emotion, "I'm not a dating guru, I'm not adept at it, I get anxious and insecure, and I'm more dramatic than others. Fu Sheng has never cared about me, and Lao Lu and Xiao Lu have always treated me the same way since we were kids. Su Fengyao and the others have always been consistent in their methods of deceiving me, never changing their tactics along the way, so I really don't like or enjoy feeling anxious and insecure."
After Fu Yanle finished speaking, he took a deep breath. His throat felt sticky, and he choked a few times before finally managing to squeeze out a perfectly round snot bubble.
"Wow!" Fu Yanle was instantly filled with shame and anger, and exclaimed in fury, "Yu Jingchen, you bastard!"
Yu Jingchen tried his best to suppress his laughter, reached out and grabbed a tissue, clumsily wiped Yan Le's nose, and coaxed, "Yes, I'm a bastard, I've made Yan Le so wronged that he's practically bubbling with grievance."
"You're still laughing at me." Fu Yanle snatched the tissue, quickly wiped her snotty nose, then suddenly lowered her head and bit Yu Jingchen's collarbone, venting her anger.
Yu Jingchen hissed and put the crumpled paper in his hand into the trash can.
Fu Yanle bit for about ten seconds, then opened her mouth and, unwilling to give up, moved to the other side of her collarbone and bit it twice more. Then, like a spoiled puppy, she rubbed and bumped against Yu Jingchen's shoulder, as if she had a bellyful of complaints.
Yu Jingchen felt a little ticklish from his teasing, so he reached out and pressed down on the side of his neck, gently scraping the soft flesh of his neck with his thumb, occasionally scratching his Adam's apple, and said in a warning tone, "If you keep teasing me, I won't be able to control myself."
"I'm not afraid of you at all." Fu Yanle said, then rubbed against her twice as a provocation.
Yu Jingchen lowered his eyes, using his thumb and forefinger to hold Fu Yanle's chin, forcing him to lift it. Their eyes met, and the melancholy in Yu Jingchen's eyes made Fu Yanle tremble involuntarily, but he did not back down, only staring blankly at him.
Yu Jingchen lowered his head and kissed Fu Yanle.
Fu Yanle paused for a second, then obediently relaxed.
"Good boy." Yu Jingchen gave Fu Yanle a peck on the lips as a reward.
After leaving the haunted house, they received the first-place prize, which was a couple's item: a pair of cute Q-version ceramic dolls, two little ghosts, one black and one white, representing a couple.
The shopkeeper also gave them a bag of candies, the wrappers of which were various cream colors. Yu Jingchen tore open a cream-purple candy and fed it to Fu Yanle.
So they exchanged a grape-flavored, milk candy-like kiss.
(2,000 words as a bonus)
Yu Jingchen rejected his proposal, his tone heavy, "Lele, think it over again. After this lust has passed, think about whether you're willing to go all the way with me, whether you're willing to show me your most embarrassing and shameful side."
Fu Yanle was stunned, watching as Yu Jingchen buried his head and gently kissed his heart.
"Lele, I'm only giving you one chance."
"Think about it again."
*
When Fu Yanle came out of the inner shower room, the glass wall of the outer bathroom was already covered with water vapor. He glanced at it quickly and only saw Yu Jingchen's rapidly twitching wrist and the back of his neck tilted back.
"..." Fu Yanle blushed and felt hot, quickly darted out of the bathroom and hid under the covers.
His heart pounded erratically. Fu Yanle reached out and turned off the wall lamp on his side. He lay on his side on the pillow, wrapping himself tightly in the blanket, leaving only a small gap. He closed his eyes tightly, but Yu Jingchen's image kept appearing before him.
Such a high and mighty person was willing to kneel at his waist, his handsome, godlike face covered in dirt, his sharp, cold lips a deep, almost demonic red, his Adam's apple bobbing... Fu Yanle dared not think any further, and reached out to pat his head, forcing himself to calm down.
But desire.
This was the first time he had ever seen what desire looked like.
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Fu Yanle pricked up his ears, carefully listening to the sounds inside. As soon as Yu Jingchen came out of the bathroom and knelt on the edge of the bed, Fu Yanle immediately closed his eyes and deliberately adjusted his breathing, lying like a corpse.
Yu Jingchen said, "Lele, move your head out of the blanket, don't bury it under the covers."
"..." Fu Yanle obediently put his head out of the blanket.
Yu Jingchen turned off the main light, leaving only a wall lamp on, and then pulled back the covers and lay down. The bed was large, but he moved next to Fu Yanle, wanting to sleep side by side.
Fu Yanle froze, but did not dodge.
“…Don’t be afraid of me, Lele.” Yu Jingchen stepped back a little. “I’ll stay here and not move any further.”
Fu Yanle closed his eyes, used his elbows and buttocks to push himself backward, and silently moved himself to Yu Jingchen's side, whispering, "I'm sleepwalking."
"..."
Yu Jingchen smiled, reached out and turned him over, holding him in his arms. Fu Yanle, seemingly lost in thought, immediately and naturally found a comfortable position in his embrace. Yu Jingchen lowered his head and kissed his forehead, saying, "I know."
“I really was sleepwalking.” Fu Yanle paused, then drew a small heart on Yu Jingchen’s chest with his finger. To make sure Yu Jingchen could feel it clearly, he drew it a second time. “You see, when I’m sleepwalking, I subconsciously move closer to you.”
Yu Jingchen's breath hitched.
Fu Yanle felt Yu Jingchen's heartbeat and said, "I'm not afraid of you, I like you."
“…Thank you.” Yu Jingchen and he touched heads. “I like you too.”
Fu Yanle gently nuzzled his head and whispered, "Bonne nuit, my snow mountain."
“Bonne nuit.”
Yu Jingchen was satisfied.
"my darling."
Author's Note:
It means goodnight.
I definitely can't get up at 6 o'clock (kneeling). In order to add extra words, I've moved today's first update to midnight.
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