Chapter 159 Come to Me



Chapter 159 Come to Me

People like to chase the excitement of the unknown. Behind a screen, no one knows your identity. The worldly shackles and rules disappear at this moment. Only the desire that keeps expanding in the middle of the night, like bubbles overflowing from a champagne glass, bursting one after another.

Xing Yuan did not turn on the camera on his side, which meant that he could enjoy the scenery on the other side of the screen without restraint, while the people on the other side could not see the black mist surrounding him or the snake-like tail that all wanderers had.

It's really... quite unfair.

Xing Yuan raised the corners of his lips slightly, and the tip of his tail formed by black mist swung twice in joy. However, when he saw the tightly wrapped man on the other side of the screen, his good mood disappeared in an instant.

Xing Yuan sneered: "Are you on guard against thieves?"

Lu Yan said seriously: "No, I'm here to protect myself from hooligans."

He was originally wearing a loose white pajamas, but now he changed directly into a black jacket with the zipper pulled up to the top, even his neck was tightly covered. It was obvious who he was guarding against.

Xing Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this. He had spent a hundred years not just to see Lu Yan walking around in his clothes. He flicked the ash with his fingers and said lightly: "I'll give you two choices. One, pull down the zipper."

Lu Yanrao asked with interest, "What about the second one?"

Xing Yuan never suffers a loss: "Give me back my time."

Lu Yan smiled upon hearing this, thinking how could he return the money he had already received? There was no such logic in the world. His slender and bony fingertips fiddled with the zipper, as if he was thinking about something. His careless action caught Xing Yuan's attention and a dark fire ignited in his eyes.

He was originally obsessed with hands, and now seeing the other person's flawlessly beautiful hands dangling in front of his eyes was like a dog seeing bones.

"……All right."

After a long time, Lu Yan finally compromised and simply zipped down his coat. Xing Yuan then realized that he was not wearing anything underneath. The black coat made his skin look cold and white, and his muscles were neither too weak nor too strong. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and through the screen one could vaguely see some wounds all over his face, adding a bit of bloody beauty.

Abdominal muscles, really eight pack.

Moreover, she has beautiful hands, a pleasant voice, and a young and energetic body.

Xing Yuan was a little dizzy after being hit, and it took him a few seconds to come back to his senses. He held his chin with his hand without saying a word, and after a moment he asked without any emotion, "How did you get hurt?"

Lu Yan made up an excuse: "I went downstairs to buy something this morning and was accidentally rushed by a vagrant. Fortunately, I dodged quickly, so it's no big deal."

The injuries were all superficial and didn't look too serious.

Xing Yuan's eyes moved down to the man's slightly protruding Adam's apple. He suddenly became curious about what he looked like and said for the first time, "Move your face down a bit."

He heard the other party chuckle: "Want to see my face?"

Xing Yuan was somewhat embarrassed and uncomfortable when his thoughts were exposed: "I just wanted to see your chin."

Poor excuse.

Lu Yan zipped up his jacket and said, "No, I'm selling my art but not my body."

Xing Yuan thought, isn't it a bit late to say this now that he has finished watching? No wonder Luoyang likes to look for the handsome boy when he has nothing to do. The young and beautiful body can really heal everything, and even his bad mood today has improved a lot.

Xing Yuan's bony fingertips rubbed the mouse slowly, but his half of the screen was still black. "Aren't you curious about what I look like?"

Lu Yan didn't seem to care: "It doesn't matter what you look like."

Xing Yuan frowned: "Why?"

Shouldn't the other party be curious about what he looks like? Just like he was curious about him, Xing Yuan didn't know that he had met Lu Yan without realizing it. He just felt that the person on the other side of the screen didn't seem to be very interested in him, which made him feel a little bit subtle...

accurate.

Lu Yan said seriously: "People in our line of work cannot be picky about their customers."

Xing Yuan found this even more irritating and sneered, "What are you doing? What are you doing?"

Lu Yan: "Just to chat with you."

Xing Yuan asked a question he had never thought of in a cold tone: "What I mean is, if I don't support you anymore, will you continue to look for other customers?"

That probably won't happen. Xing Yuan is difficult enough to serve, and Lu Yan won't look for a second one. Others probably aren't as generous as Xing Yuan, so why would they suffer that?

Lu Yan must have been trying to hold back his laughter. Xing Yuan saw his shoulders tremble twice. “No more looking for you. You’re the only one.”

Xing Yuan felt that this sentence sounded fake, and his mood was between pleasant and unhappy: "Why?"

Lu Yan: "You made me realize how difficult this industry is. I plan to change my career after this order is completed."

Xing Yuan's forehead veins jumped, and his tone was dangerous: "What do you mean, am I difficult to please?"

Lu Yan shook his slender index finger at the screen to show his disapproval, and said with a smile: "It's not a problem that you are difficult to serve. What's important is to find someone who is willing to serve you."

So what if she's hard to serve? Xing Yuan won't change, so it's more important to find someone who is willing to serve you. His words seemed to hint at something, but if you listen carefully, you can't catch any trace, just like ripples disappearing in the water.

Xing Yuan's mood went up and down, as if he was completely controlled by Lu Yan. He walked into the room with his computer and let himself fall onto the bed. The black tail condensed from mist swung on the light gray silk quilt, reminding people of some kind of cold-blooded reptile that controlled desire and depravity in ancient mythology and was inherently poisonous.

Ah...if the other person saw him like this, would he be scared and scream?

Xing Yuan's eyes flashed with a hint of gloomy excitement. He raised his upper body and looked at the screen. Although Lu Yan had put on his coat, his figure was still quite good-looking: "You live alone now?"

Lu Yan wanted to nod subconsciously, but changed his words: "No, I have a younger brother."

At the same time, he felt something was wrong. He looked around subconsciously, thinking he had forgotten something. However, before Lu Yan could remember, he was startled back to his senses by the voice on the other side of the screen:

"Please take some time to come to Sky City."

Lu Yan raised his head and said, "What???"

Xing Yuan patiently repeated, "I'll ask you to come to Sky City when you have time."

Lu Yan's brain was working rapidly, and he felt that his IQ was not enough at this moment: "Why go to Sky City?"

Xing Yuan didn't say anything, but narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Yan through the screen, wondering what he was thinking. He was silent for a few seconds, then asked meaningfully, "Don't you want to live in Sky City?"

Xing Yuan hated trouble the most in his life, but he could not deny one thing: if these two people wanted to live in Sky City permanently, it would be enough for him to just talk.

The situation in Devil City has been turbulent recently, and Lu Yan has been injured every other day. Maybe next time he dies, no one in his family will even know about it.

Xing Yuan thought for a moment and finally made a decision. He frowned and said, "Please come to Sky City at a certain time. Bring your ID and apply for residence permits for you and your brother."

Lu Yan was really confused. What was going on? He quickly declined politely, "No, the cost of living in Sky City is very high. I may not be suitable to live there."

Xing Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect Lu Yan to refuse. After all, in this extremely subversive situation, even the beggars in Sky City are three points better off than the poor in Devil City. Now the Red Sun has caused wanderers to wreak havoc. The pass to Sky City has been increased from one hundred years to five hundred years, and the government may not distribute it. Is Lu Yan really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?

Xing Yuan asked in an ambiguous tone, "Are you sure?"

OK, OK, OK!

Lu Yan didn't dare to approach Xing Yuan. He would be recognized any minute. "Sure, I'm fine now. The red sun will disappear in a few days anyway."

Xing Yuan: "I'll get you two residence permits."

He was referring to a residence permit, not a pass. A pass has to be exchanged for a hundred years, but a residence permit has no restrictions and allows one to live in Sky City permanently and unconditionally. It is quite difficult to obtain, as only a few hundred are distributed every year. If you have money but no connections, you can't get one.

Lu Yan hesitated: "But..."

Xing Yuan said casually: "Help your brother find an official job."

Xing Yuan did some calculations and found that taking Lu Yan and his brother in was not as troublesome as he had imagined. Money was a small matter. The most important thing was that he didn't have to worry about anything. All he had to do was give them a job and a house.

Lu Yan was a little moved: "But..."

Xing Yuan frowned, his patience completely exhausted. After all, he could count the number of times he had been kind in his life on three fingers: "But what? There is another apartment, which is enough for the two of you to live in Sky City."

Lu Yan sat up straight in an instant, and said in a low and serious voice: "Dad, when is the best time for me to see you?!"

Xing Yuan: “…”

Xing Yuan put out his cigarette and frowned: "What did you call me?"

Lu Yan then realized that he had been too excited and accidentally said something wrong. He said without blushing, "Sponsor daddy, did I call you the wrong name?"

Xing Yuan sneered: "I don't have the hobby of being someone's father."

Lu Yan: "Then what should I call you?"

Xing Yuan didn't want to reveal his real name, so he simply used his social ID to cover it up, and uttered a word meaningfully: "Phantom."

Meaning, ghosts and apparitions.

This name is actually quite suggestive. If Lu Yan had thought about it for a moment longer, he might have realized that something was wrong. But there is no regret medicine in the world. In his eyes, Phantom is no longer a ghost, but a god!!!

Lu Yan and Xing Yuan chatted until late at night before hanging up the video. The first thing he wanted to do was find Lu Xiaozhao to share the good news. However, he searched the entire house but couldn't see Lu Xiaozhao.

"Lu Xiaozhao! Where are you? Get out here! If you don't come out, I'll beat you up..."

Before Lu Yan finished speaking, he suddenly realized something and rushed from the living room to the bedroom. He lay under the bed and saw Lu Xiaozhao tied up by a supernatural electric grid. He was lying on the ground, twisting and turning like a caterpillar, with something stuffed in his mouth, so he couldn't make a sound.

This big bastard!!

Lu Yan quickly pulled the man out from underneath: "You idiot, why didn't you say anything?!"

If you can't speak, you can bang your head against the wall.

"Uoooooooo! Uoooooooooooo!! Uoooooooo!!"

Lu Xiaozhao seemed to have returned to normal at this moment. His originally scarlet pupils turned back to normal black, and his lower body, which looked like black mist, turned back into legs. He stared at Lu Yan with an excited look on his face, as if he wanted to pick a fight with him, but unfortunately his mouth was tangled with something and he couldn't speak, so he couldn't hear what he was cursing.

Lu Yan quickly tore off the tape on Lu Xiaozhao's face and took a towel out of his mouth. He gently patted Lu Xiaozhao's swollen face, frowning and asking with concern: "How are you? Can you still talk?"

"Lu Yan!! I will fight you!!!"

This was the first sentence Lu Xiaozhao said after he finished speaking, and then he rushed over to beat him up.

"You are such a fucking bastard! You tied me up under the bed, took off your clothes and flirted with others on video, and slapped me seven or eight times. I'll [beep] you [beep]!!!"

Lu Xiaozhao was obviously very angry, and his curse words were so foul that they had to be muted. Lu Yan did not dodge, and let the other party hit him a few times with his three-legged cat kung fu. When he felt that he was enough, he flipped the man to the ground.

"Behave yourself!"

Lu Yan pressed Lu Xiaozhao to the ground with one hand. His brows were furrowed, and he spoke like a gangster: "Why do I tie you up? Don't you have any sense? Why did I take off my clothes and make a video call with others? It's to make money to support my family! You are so angry, slapping you in the face is the least of your worries. If others know that you are a vagrant, they will arrest you and send you to the patrol team to be shot. You won't even have time to lie under the bed!"

When the word "wanderer" was mentioned, Lu Xiaozhao's arrogance obviously weakened by three points, and he lowered his head and dared not say a word.

Lu Yan frowned and said, "Let me ask you, how did you become a wanderer?"

Lu Xiaozhao murmured, "I... I don't know. I was like that when I woke up. Except for the first few hours, I was actually conscious afterwards, but I couldn't speak."

Lu Yan thought to himself, what a mess! Other wanderers killed people everywhere, but Lu Xiaozhao couldn't even speak after becoming a wanderer. He asked a crucial question: "You won't suddenly change back?"

Lu Xiaozhao shook his head like a wave drum: "No, brother, this is my first time awakening, and the influence of the red sun caused me to lose control. Now I can control myself."

Everyone in the world has secrets. Lu Xiaozhao's vague explanation may be because he really can't explain it clearly, or maybe it's because of something else, but it can't change the fact that they are brothers.

Lu Yan exhaled slowly, feeling his temples throbbing. After all, it was really annoying to have a wanderer in the house for no reason. "Just control yourself. Stay at home for the next few days. I have something to do in Sky City."

Lu Xiaozhao had just heard everything while hiding under the bed. He was shocked and said, "Brother, you are not really going to meet someone in person, are you? Calm down. In our line of work, you can never show your face. The other party is powerful. What if he is an old man who wants to eat your tender grass? Wouldn't you be at a big loss? Forget about giving him one apartment, even if he gives him ten!"

In fact, it is not just Lu Xiaozhao, Xing Yuan also has the same concern.

He really liked Lu Yan's hands, and he really liked Lu Yan's figure, but after all, he had never seen his face. What if the other party was an ugly freak who would be scared to death in the spotlight? If he gave him both time and a house, wouldn't that be a huge loss?

This is not the most important thing. The most feared thing is that the other person is not to one's liking, and is like Luoyang's little lover Bobo, who is sticky like taffy and can't be shaken off.

So on the day of the agreed meeting time, Xing Yuan stood in front of the dressing mirror and felt a little awkward for the first time. His brows were furrowed, and he always felt that he must have been dazzled by the other party's abdominal muscles that night, otherwise why would he do such a stupid thing as a meeting in person.

He and Lu Yan agreed to meet at a restaurant in Sky City at 3pm. They both wore light-colored clothes and brought a rose.

Xing Yuan pondered for a moment, still feeling unsafe, and finally changed out of his well-tailored casual suit, casually put on a black combat psychic uniform, and went out.

Let's hide in the dark and observe the situation first.

The residents of Yunduan Road had already been evacuated yesterday. The authorities brought in heavy weapons to deal with vagrants, and they were able to hold on. The special power team was divided into two groups and took shifts every other day, so during the afternoon break, Xing Yuan, Luo Yang and the others took a nap in the restaurant.

As luck would have it, it was the place where I had an appointment to meet Lu Yan.

So everyone else was playing cards and chatting, but Xing Yuan was the only one sitting by the window, distracted the entire time. He looked at his watch from time to time, and looked downstairs from time to time, which seemed particularly abnormal.

Yan Feng glanced at him strangely: "What's wrong with you today? You seem so restless."

It's like a nail stuck in the chair.

Before Xing Yuan could even open his mouth, Luo Yang next to him said with a smile, "What else can he do? He was afraid of being exposed to the public. Two days ago, he asked Director Liu of the Political Bureau to make an exception and get two permanent residence permits. He made the other person cry and complain to the General Hospital. Tsk, if this is exposed, you will lose a lot."

Luoyang was always well-informed. I don't know when Xing Yuan and Lu Yan were texting and chatting and he saw it. He immediately guessed the cause and effect. Today he specially arranged a dinner party and invited three or five friends to come and watch. After all, it was rare to see Xing Yuan so lively.

Yan Feng was shocked for a moment: "Meet in person? Is this true?"

Luoyang: "Real than real gold!"

Xing Yuan's eyes were as cold as a sharp sword: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb!"

Sooner or later, sew this guy's mouth shut!

Luo Yang flipped the exquisite gold-patterned poker cards in his hand and said, "Listen to my advice, don't go downstairs later. Just stand upstairs and watch. There are so many online scams these days. Fifty-year-old uncles pretend to be young men, sixty-year-old women pretend to be lolita. Nothing is impossible. If you get caught in the act, you won't even have anywhere to cry."

Xing Yuan was already anxious, and Luo Yang's words made him even more anxious, with his brows furrowed tightly:

A 50-year-old man pretending to be a young man? Impossible? Whose uncle has such a good figure?!

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