Chapter 111
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As soon as Li Sanxin saw Duan Zege, he felt that this guy was extremely annoying and very irritating. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes at Duan Zege, squatted down and opened his arms towards Little Yu, smiling gently, “Little Yu, come here for a hug.”
Little Yu let go of Duan Zege’s hand, ran towards Li Sanxin, and threw herself into Li Sanxin’s arms.
The child was young, with a soft face and a soft body, carrying a fragrance that melted people’s hearts. For someone who had just come out of a terrifying battlefield, this healing power was better than any medicine.
The smile on Li Sanxin’s face turned into an anomaly smirk, and he hugged Little Yu tightly. Nearby, Lu Haoxiu also climbed onto Lou Yan’s legs and hugged Lou Yan tightly.
Lou Yan: “…”
This big dog still had a strong instant noodle smell on him, his clothes were wrinkled, and he didn’t know how long he had been here. He faintly smelled of gasoline from squatting on the roadside.
“Brother Lou, are you and Brother Li okay? Are you injured? Are you uncomfortable? Are you sleepy, hungry, or thirsty? Shall we go to the hospital first for a check-up? You guys are back so late! We thought you would come out the same day, but we didn’t expect it to be two days later. We came to the library every day to wait for you, but Brother Duan wouldn’t let us get too close to the library. He said it was too dangerous inside the library and he was afraid it would affect us… Brother Lou, what happened to you and Brother Li inside? Is the amusement park really that dangerous? Fortunately, you both survived. Oh, right, did you get a reward?”
He kept talking non-stop, bombarding Lou Yan with long sentences. Lou Yan was at a loss for words and was about to pull Lu Haoxiu off when Duan Zege came over and grabbed Lu Haoxiu by the back of his neck, pulling him down.
“Hey hey hey!” Lu Haoxiu flailed his arms and legs. “What are you doing, Brother Duan, let me go!”
Duan Zege smiled and put him down on the ground. “Lou Yan just came out. Don’t tire him out.”
Lu Haoxiu stopped trying to force his way over, and the worried look in his puppy eyes turned to Lou Yan and then to Li Sanxin. “Brother Lou, do you and Brother Li want to go back and rest first?”
Police sirens were approaching the library.
Li Sanxin stood up, holding Little Yu, and smiled. “Let’s go eat first, then go back to the villa to sleep. How have you two been these past two days? Let’s talk on the way.”
On the way, with Lu Haoxiu chattering away and occasionally supplemented by Duan Zege and Little Yu’s sign language, Lou Yan and Li Sanxin learned that they had been playing outside like street kids for the past two days. This trio spent every day outside the villa, except for sleeping, waiting for them to come out of the library.
Li Sanxin, accompanied by Lu Haoxiu and Little Yu, walked ahead and briefly told them about what happened in the amusement park, eliciting shocked and admiring expressions from the two children.
Lu Haoxiu said earnestly, “Brother Li, although you and Brother Lou only went in for two days, you seem different from before. I don’t know how to describe that change, but when I see you, I feel that both your spirit and your aura are stronger than before, like you’ve evolved.”
Although it was somewhat disheartening, Lu Haoxiu was more happy for his two big brothers. “I can feel that the gap between me and you guys has grown even wider.”
Li Sanxin chuckled, ruffled his hair, and said, “Then you have to work hard too.”
Lu Haoxiu firmly said, “Absolutely!”
Lou Yan and Duan Zege walked side by side behind them, watching the backs of the three of them. A faint smile appeared in Lou Yan’s eyes. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed one to Duan Zege, lighting one for himself.
Taking a slow drag, the taste of tobacco entered his lungs and was exhaled, taking away some of the heaviness in his body. Along with the cool evening air and the dim lights, a sense of tranquility enveloped them.
But the overpowering smell of smoke made Lou Yan couldn’t help but cough a few times.
Duan Zege, biting the cigarette, chuckled at his appearance and reached out to pat Lou Yan on the back. “Be careful.”
His fingers, covered in scars but slender, slid slowly over Lou Yan’s spine, carrying a subtle tenderness that couldn’t be clearly defined. Duan Zege said nonchalantly, “The stronger you are, the more sensitive your senses become. Your tongue and sense of smell, which could originally tolerate the smell of smoke, will begin to find it irritating. If you don’t have a nicotine addiction, consider quitting.”
Lou Yan stopped coughing and stood up straight, glancing at the cigarette between his fingers. “Is that so? But I’ve seen Fu Xuezhou smoke in the amusement park. He can kill Anomalies with one blow. His physical strength is much stronger than mine, and his senses are much sharper, but he can tolerate the smell of smoke.”
“With his level of strength, smoking is a self-torture for his senses, but perhaps he’s already used to it,” Duan Zege shrugged. “As for me…”
His words stopped, and his hand on Lou Yan’s back also paused. Following that sense of danger, Duan Zege looked towards the top of a tall building in the distance.
The cold night wind blew Duan Zege’s grass-like messy hair away from his face, revealing one of his eyes.
Brown pupils, a calm and sharp gaze, a handsome eye shape marred by a scar. He squinted his eyes, and in the darkness, he saw a darker figure at the edge of the top of the tall building.
That figure wore a hood, hands in pockets, tall and mysterious, as if ready to blend into the darkness behind.
Duan Zege thoughtfully raised his hand. When his hand lifted, the dangerous gaze disappeared from him.
He didn’t feel being watched when he first patted Lou Yan’s back, nor did he feel anything strange when Lu Haoxiu climbed onto Lou Yan’s body. This person and this gaze seemed to appear after Lou Yan mentioned “Fu Xuezhou.”
Fu Xuezhou…
Duan Zege glanced at Lou Yan, then looked back at the tall building in the distance. But the mysterious figure had already disappeared.
Huh, gone?
Duan Zege raised an eyebrow and tentatively placed his hand on Lou Yan’s shoulder. Lou Yan looked at him strangely. “What are you doing?”
Duan Zege smiled and shook his head apologetically, turning to look at the tall building. The figure didn’t appear a second time, and he didn’t feel the dangerous gaze again.
Really strange person.
Just came to take a look and left?
Saying he doesn’t care about Lou Yan, yet he looked over once. But if he cared about Lou Yan, it didn’t seem like he cared to that extent.
Lou Yan frowned and took two more puffs of his cigarette. Only when his tongue got used to the choking smoke did he flick the ash off casually and asked, “Duan Zege, why do you look completely unsurprised when I told you Fu Xuezhou killed the Anomaly Lord?”
Duan Zege sighed. “You’re testing me again. You say you trust me, but you don’t let go of any doubts in your heart. Lou Yan, my heart is broken by you.”
Lou Yan glanced at him, snorted, “So you know it’s your suspicion?”
“Alright, alright,” Duan Zege sighed helplessly. “I divined it. Do you not believe it?”
Lou Yan remained silent for a long time. The cigarette, burning on its own and occasionally sucked by him, had burned to the middle. He felt a slight warmth from the tiny sparks on his fingers before he spoke again, “Your divination is really amazing. You can predict everything. Can you believe it? My instinct doesn’t want me to doubt you, but this instinct only makes my reason doubt you even more. So I remind myself to pay attention to every word and action of yours, to keep vigilant against you at all times.”
Lou Yan continued, “I don’t easily accept outsiders, nor do I easily soften my heart for anyone. But when I first saw you, I softened for you, which is unbelievable. I don’t know about your past, but because of your disfigured face, I’ve been able to hold back from asking about your past until now, which is really incredible. The feeling you give me…”
He turned to look at Duan Zege, his gaze substantive, as if seeing through all of Duan Zege’s disguises and into Duan Zege’s soul. “The feeling you give me isn’t just divination. Can tarot cards really achieve this level? Can your awakened ability, which is still new, really predict the death of the Anomaly Lord? Rather than calling it divination, you seem more like someone who has seen such a future with your own eyes.”
Duan Zege stared at him for more than ten seconds, then smiled slowly. “Then that’s too scary. You’re making me doubt my own abilities.”
Lou Yan wasn’t joking, he wanted to see something through Duan Zege’s expression, tone, and actions, but unfortunately, Duan Zege behaved very well, and he couldn’t see anything.
Lou Yan furrowed his brows, stepped forward, and reached out to lift Duan Zege’s messy hair covering his face, revealing Duan Zege’s face full of various ugly scars, completely unrecognizable from his original appearance.
He carefully examined Duan Zege’s face, but Duan Zege’s disfigurement was too severe. Apart from a pair of eyes that could reveal emotions, there was no expression on his face.
Lou Yan had no choice but to stare into Duan Zege’s uncovered eyes, lowering his voice and speaking his speculation word by word, “Duan Zege, tell me, are you a person who has been reborn from the future?”
Duan Zege: “…”
Duan Zege: “…………”
His mouth twitched as he pulled Lou Yan’s hand away from lifting his hair, feeling at a loss. “Lou, my wise and courageous Lou, you’ve been thinking about such a fantastical reason for so long?”
Duan Zege sighed deeply, looking at Lou Yan with an expression of inexplicable tenderness and suppressed amusement. “Boss, you should really watch fewer novels and TV dramas in the future. Is it because you’re too tired from the amusement park, and your brain is exhausted?”
Lou Yan: “…You dare not give me a direct answer?”
Lou Yan always felt like he was acting foolishly, but he refused to admit it. He looked at Duan Zege with utmost seriousness, trying to overpower him with his momentum, to prove that his guess was correct.
In this world, there’s Fu Xuezhou constantly reincarnating, and there’s also him being reborn with memories. Why couldn’t Duan Zege be one more of those?
Where was the fantasy in his speculation, d*mn it!
Duan Zege couldn’t help but chuckle this time. He laughed so hard that he bent over, patting Lou Yan’s arm hard, his face turning red as he tried to answer seriously, “I’m not hahaha… I’m not reborn hahaha, I’m not time-traveling either… I really, I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it hahaha, Lou Yan, why are you so cute?”
Lou Yan: “…”
His fist clenched.
Author’s note:
Boss Lou (irritated) (arms crossed) (looking down): D*mn it, how is my speculation unreliable?
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