Chapter 090 Extra 6
6. Thick fog
After knowing that his partner was the fog covering the town, Sang Luo felt that there was no weather that made him feel more fond and comfortable than rainy days.
Occasionally, when he wanted to go out alone to buy something, he would tell Mr. Hart, "Just wait for me at home."
Then, Sang Luo walked to the ground floor of the apartment, and the moment his feet stepped on the wet bluestone pavement, he would close his eyes.
Close your eyes completely, but walk at a normal speed on the road.
No falling, no losing your sense of direction.
Because his partner will turn into invisible mist, stand by his side, hold his hand, and take him to his destination.
——This is Sang Luo’s favorite game in recent days.
7. Couple Outfits
Sang Luo bought a lot of clothes of different styles for Mr. Hart.
He felt that it would be a waste for a clothes hanger like Mr. Hart not to dress up properly - the main purpose of dressing up was to please himself, so why not?
They often dress similarly, appear in public places, or just take a walk in the oxygen-rich forest town.
Over time, the guests of the Dream Tavern all knew that the man who always sat in the first row, closest to the stage, and was generous with his money, was in a relationship with their favorite stand-up comedian, the athlete.
8. Used clothes
One time, when Mr. Hart finished his housework and returned to the bedroom, he found that Sang Luo, who he thought was still sleeping, had actually woken up.
He knelt in front of the wardrobe, lifted the hem of the waxed windbreaker he used to wear, and smelled the scent on it.
"Sang Luo." Mr. Hart called gently.
But Sang Luo, who was immersed in private time, was still startled by him.
"What are you doing?" Sang Luo felt a little embarrassed.
He took his face off the windbreaker, leaned his head lightly against the open wardrobe door, and looked sheepishly at the man in the apron and holding a feather duster in his hand.
Mr. Hart asked him, "Would you like me to wear this more often?"
In order to cater to Sang Luo's desire to dress up, he rarely wears the clothes he had been wearing from the time they met to the time they established their relationship.
Who would have thought that after a brief thought, Sang Luo actually shook his head.
Sang Luo explained: "I'm not suggesting that you should wear this dress again. In fact, you have absolute freedom in dressing. You can choose something that you think can show your charm."
"Then why do you want to..." Mr. Hart was puzzled.
"It's because of the smell." Sang Luo's cheeks flushed and she spoke in a low voice. "You know what? Smell is the most magical time machine. When I woke up today, I suddenly remembered that rainy afternoon when I accidentally bumped into your arms. When I smelled the beeswax on your windbreaker, I seemed to be back in that wonderful day again."
The man understood what he meant.
A faint smile appeared on Mr. Hart's face, dispelling the melancholy temperament around him.
He casually put down the things in his hand, walked forward, took out the well-maintained oil-wax windbreaker from the closet, and wrapped himself tightly with the clothes in front of Sang Luo's surprised gaze.
Then he squatted down and hugged his lovely partner on the ground in his arms.
"What... um."
It was the man who kissed the young man’s soft, fluffy black hair and told him, “I loved the scent of your hair that day, too.”
Even if it was just the ordinary shampoo provided in the hotel.
9. Chestnut Cake
Mr. Hart has progressed from being a housework expert to a cooking expert.
He is a nightmare who does not need real sleep. When his partner is sleeping (most of the time, he will not actively let Sang Luo dream a lot. After all, for adults, too many dreams are stressful. Unless Sang Luo actively asks to watch cartoons, or they have interesting story scenes and plan to role-play, Mr. Hart will not let Sang Luo dream. He will let him have a good rest), he will mostly choose to just quietly watch his partner's sleeping face.
If Sang Luo stayed in bed, the bored Mr. Hart would do some housework and tidy up their apartment.
——There is only one place he will not touch, and that is Sang Luo’s desk.
It must be messy, and only Sang Luo himself knows where the order lies in his so-called "order in chaos".
Sang Luo's explanation was: "They just look messy, but I know where I put what I want. You must not touch them!"
So Mr. Hart never cleaned up the place for him once.
But occasionally, when Sang Luo himself lost his composure and couldn't find something, he would lose his temper and take his anger out on the innocent Mr. Hart.
The honest man got scolded for no reason.
The good-tempered nightmare demon will always tolerate his partner's little willfulness.
Anyway, he will get it back in his impure dream.
Sang Luo stayed in bed for an especially long time today.
Mr. Hart tucked the quilt for him considerately, then went to the kitchen and made Sang Luo's favorite chestnut cake using his newly learned skills.
I hope that when Sang Luo wakes up, he will be more tolerant of me for the sake of the chestnut cake. This is what the nightmare demon who did something bad last night thought.
10. Water vapor
Sang Luo likes taking baths very much recently.
Until one day, he, who always liked to blow bubbles in the water with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, which was uncharacteristic.
Then he saw that the water vapor lingering around him did not seem like real water vapor.
If I had to describe them, they were a little too rich, too much like the outline of one's own human body.
Wow, are you looking at your own body art here?
"I'll count to three." Sang Luo said coldly, "If you don't go out..."
Before he could finish his words, a large cloud of white mist could be seen rushing out from the crack of the bathroom door.
Sang Luo: “…”
Okay, the thief is quite timid.
11. Life after becoming rich
In fact, it is not much different from before.
But now, when Sang Luo occasionally goes to the Dream Tavern for a date in the afternoon, he no longer orders the cheapest black tea.
He would order some freshly squeezed juice or milk with various flavors.
The dessert was still chestnut cake. I ordered a whole one and enjoyed it with Mr. Hart. Mr. Hart no longer had to pretend to be mysterious or mute, as he had already adapted very well to his human body.
He doesn't have much personal preference when it comes to food.
He ate whatever Sang Luo gave him.
Very easy to raise.
12. Explore the Pomegranate Town
The first thing is to check in at all the restaurants with Mr. Hart.
The second is dating in all public buildings.
Finally, we walked on the street at night.
After everyone fell asleep, they secretly removed the fog from a certain area in the sky, and together with Mr. Hart, they watched the stars that belonged only to the two of them.
13. Library
One day, Sang Luo finally found time to go to the town library.
He spent the entire afternoon there, reading various travelogues about local customs and culture.
Boeing Town in the capital, Gold Town with gold everywhere, Sailing Town by the sea...
Each town is very interesting and has many mysterious and fantastical races that can only be seen locally.
Sang Luo borrowed a few books.
He planned to discuss with Mr. Hart and make a detailed travel plan. He would not be limited to the surrounding towns, but would travel across the entire continent.
Be a true bard who tells stories wherever he goes.
14. Horse-drawn carriage
After receiving the royalties, the second big thing Sang Luo bought was a luxury carriage - the first was their apartment.
The carriage was a European-style carriage, and in the eyes of Sang Luo, who had watched countless costume dramas, it seemed a bit effeminate.
He couldn't stand its appearance that looked like the pumpkin carriage that the fairy godmother transformed Cinderella into in "Cinderella", so he spent a lot of effort and time, and together with Mr. Hart, personally changed the car they would be riding in for the next period of time into a cool black paint job.
He also modified the interior of the carriage into a compact one-bedroom, one-living room design like a modern RV.
Having prepared for this trip for a long time, Sang Luo became more and more excited day by day.
15. Preparation before departure
Work items: five feather pens, two bundles of ordinary draft paper, a stack of fine letterheads, and a handmade notebook.
Life: There are too many things to do. Sang Luo said he had no idea what to do and decided to hand this task over to Mr. Hart, who was very good at taking care of him.
Emotional category: partner Mr. Hart, and his complete set of painting supplies (in order to successfully produce works during the journey and get free illustrations).
16. A pleasant surprise
The day before departure, Sang Luo met an old friend whom he had been missing for a long time at the checkpoint of the Red Pomegranate Town - he was doing the pre-registration to leave the city the next day.
His little foreign roommate Garcia.
Sang Luo hugged Garcia, who was already outstanding in appearance but now seemed to have regained some youth and was unspeakably young, into his arms.
The two looked at each other and smiled. The joy of reunion made them almost unable to stop laughing.
Sang Luo took Garcia and the man next to him, who seemed to be his girlfriend, back to his apartment.
At that time, the chestnut cake baked by Mr. Hart had just come out of the oven.
Amidst the sweet aroma, four people sat around a round table.
Sang Luo was just planning to start a conversation by himself as the host, and everyone would introduce themselves to each other.
Garcia, who was next to him, poked him with his elbow.
"Look," Garcia whispered.
Sang Luo looked up.
Mr. Hart was making eye contact with Garcia's partner, a handsome man named Jophiel.
Mr. Hart: “…”
Yophiel: “…”
Mr. Hart: “Hello.”
Jophiel: “It’s been a while.”
Sang Luo:?
Garcia: ?
Sang Luo: "Are they saying some coded language about 'everything is implied'?"
Garcia: “It seems so.”
Sang Luo found it a little funny, so he actually laughed out loud.
Laughter broke the strange atmosphere and everyone started talking.
An hour later.
Garcia was furious: "What? Why are you wearing it too? I hate it! I hate it! While you were sleeping at home, my body parts must have been collected by Foboler and sent for autopsy, you know!"
Two hours later.
Sang Luo was overjoyed: "What? A fellow villager is planting rice? Hahahaha! Talent, it's talent! I'm about to throw up eating Western food. Tell me more about him!"
Three hours later.
Mr. Hart: “Well, it’s been a long time.”
Four hours later.
Jophiel: "Congratulations, you have successfully transformed into a nightmare."
——It is a pleasant communication between two fast-talkers and their slower-talking partners who can't get a word in.
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