Chapter 239: Extra 6 … Duan Zege?
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As the number of nightmares increased, Li Sanxin and Lu Haoxiu were also affected more and more deeply. Lou Yan could clearly see that these two individuals were gradually becoming more familiar to him, just like in his memories.
Sometimes, Li Sanxin would suddenly become distracted while looking at Lou Yan, and then ask inexplicable questions. Questions like, “Did we win?” “Did the anomaly disappear?” “Lou Yan, why can’t I see my talent?”
After asking each time, Li Sanxin would quickly come back to his senses, his face full of doubt as to why he asked such strange questions.
Lou Yan knew that they were about to regain their memories.
In addition to Li Sanxin and Lu Haoxiu, Little Yu also experienced similar situations. Several times after waking up from nightmares, Little Yu would secretly video call Lou Yan with her smartwatch. She would tear up with red eyes, silently shedding tears, her mouth pouting in a helpless manner, looking at Lou Yan with eyes full of dependence and affection. Only the Little Yu saved by Lou Yan would have such eyes.
Wen Yian’s concert had ended, and Little Yu’s parents had finally not been in a car accident this time. Lou Yan took the opportunity to arrange Little Yu’s parents into his company privately, and then had Qin Feng contact Wen Yian’s agent, preparing to invite Wen Yian to perform at the company next month.
Wen Yian’s agent initially declined due to lack of time, but after Lou Yan invited her to perform, she inexplicably agreed to the invitation very easily.
Lou Yan couldn’t help but suspect that Wen Yian was also starting to regain his memories.
On this day, Sunday, everyone rarely had anything to do, even Fu Xuezhou was given a day off. So everyone laid lazily in bed, unwilling to get up.
Lou Yan had promised Fu Xuezhou that he would accompany him on a date today, but when it came time, he didn’t feel like moving. He laid on the bed lazily playing with his phone, seemingly actively planning for the date, but actually secretly browsing the news and playing games.
After playing around for a while, even Fu Xuezhou lying beside him didn’t urge him. Lou Yan turned his head in surprise and saw Fu Xuezhou leaning against the head of the bed, also playing with his phone.
This guy had his pale, muscular upper body exposed, ambiguous deep red hickeys and scratches scattered all over his skin, especially the most hickeys on his abs. A gray silk quilt was draped loosely over his hips, revealing his slender and beautiful abdomen and the two deep lines of his mermaid line. His appearance was lazy yet sexy, exuding a strong sense of satisfaction and sensuality.
The screen cast a faint light on Fu Xuezhou’s face and chest, his fingers constantly sliding down, his expression indifferent but very focused.
Lou Yan felt annoyed, so he lifted his foot and kicked Fu Xuezhou, “What are you looking at?”
Fu Xuezhou put away his phone, raised his head to look at Lou Yan without changing his expression, “Nothing. Ready to go out with me?”
Lou Yan looked at his phone for two more seconds, then moved his foot up and sneered as he stepped on Fu Xuezhou’s abdomen, feeling unjust and emboldened, “Is it that I don’t want to go out? Obviously, you got lost in your phone.”
Fu Xuezhou grabbed his ankle with his hand, “I called you three times just now, and you didn’t respond.”
Lou Yan squinted suspiciously, “Did you really call me?”
Fu Xuezhou coldly smirked, “Liars are puppies.”
Lou Yan believed him only then, knowing that Fu Xuezhou didn’t like puppies. Lou Yan blinked guiltily, his expression suddenly softening, as he slowly slid his toes on Fu Xuezhou’s abdomen, causing a tingling sensation of ambiguity.
His feet were very beautiful, with distinct bones, even flesh, clean and fair skin, and nails with a healthy pinkish-white color. Just a few movements caused Fu Xuezhou’s breathing to become erratic.
“I’m looking at date ideas,” Lou Yan’s voice was pleasing and deep, teasingly causing the ears to redden, “It’s our first date, how can I not prepare? Fu Xuezhou, do you have any places you want to go or things you want to do?”
Fu Xuezhou pressed on the ankle bone of Lou Yan, his slightly cool palm sliding up the smooth and slender calf of Lou Yan’s leg, quickly slipping into the leg of his pants with a clear aggressiveness, “Eating, watching a movie, booking a room for sleep.”
Although Lou Yan was wearing loose pajama pants, they only allowed this foreign hand to reach the middle of his thigh. Lou Yan felt uncomfortable being touched, furrowing his brows, he reached out and pressed Fu Xuezhou’s misbehaving hand through his pants, “Don’t move, let’s talk about something serious. Is this your idea of a date plan? It’s too perfunctory.”
Fu Xuezhou didn’t insist, instead he wrapped his arms around Lou Yan’s waist, pulling him close, his fingers absentmindedly caressing the skin under his hand, “Then what’s your plan?”
“…” Lou Yan was silent for a few seconds, “Watching a movie, eating, booking a room for sleep.”
Fu Xuezhou looked at him with a smirk, his face clearly saying, “What’s the difference with what I said?”
The two of them looked at each other.
With no dating experience and a typical straight guy personality, they couldn’t think of any other date activities besides the three mentioned above.
“Or,” Lou Yan said with a headache, “go to the arcade to play games?”
“Childish.”
“Hiking?”
“Boring.”
“….Swimming?”
“Not interested.”
Lou Yan kicked Fu Xuezhou away, his face dark, “I guess we don’t need to plan this date anymore, it’s a hassle.”
Fu Xuezhou chuckled, then got up and walked to his bag, unzipping it and taking out two tickets, handing them to Lou Yan.
Lou Yan took a look and was full of question marks, “Comic Convention?”
“Yeah,” Fu Xuezhou said with his hands in his pockets, his figure slightly slanted, “You like it, don’t you?”
Lou Yan: “??? When did I ever like comic conventions?”
Fu Xuezhou glanced at Lou Yan lightly, as if saying “You don’t have to pretend,” subtly strange, “There are many people wearing maid costumes inside.”
After a pause, Fu Xuezhou said slowly, “It’s not limited to gender.”
Lou Yan: “…”
Lou Yan: “………….So?”
Fu Xuezhou seemed to be lost in thought for a moment, his ears even turning slightly red. He cleared his throat softly, then turned and took out a neatly packaged gift box from the wardrobe, tossing it in front of Lou Yan.
The gift box bounced a few times on the soft bed, Lou Yan stared at it, feeling a sense of foreboding. His right eyelid twitched twice, cautiously raising his head to ask, “What’s this?”
“Gift.” Fu Xuezhou glanced quickly at Lou Yan, then promptly averted his gaze. His demeanor became somewhat restless, as if restraining excitement yet also hinting at anticipation. His eyes glanced up and down, seeming to avoid looking directly at Lou Yan. “Something you like.”
Something I like?
Lou Yan stared straight at the gift box, his eyelid twitching violently again.
Is this thing really something normal?
Lou Yan’s sense of foreboding grew stronger, but curiosity also rose. He rubbed his chin, unable to control his curiosity, and reached out to open the gift box.
After half a minute, Lou Yan looked at the black and white maid costume in the gift box and fell into contemplation.
He looked at the maid costume, then raised his head to look at Fu Xuezhou, and then lowered his head to look at the maid costume again, raising his head to look at Fu Xuezhou once more, veins popping on his forehead, “This… a maid costume??? Why did you give me this!”
“I already know,” Fu Xuezhou’s tone was calm, even with a hint of subtle reassurance, “You don’t have to hide it from me.”
Lou Yan: “What do you know?!”
Fu Xuezhou glanced at Lou Yan. “I know you like maid outfits, so I had one custom made for you. You can wear it for me to see, or wear it to the convention. Don’t worry, there are many people wearing maid outfits there, you won’t stand out.”
Lou Yan: “…”
Ah, so I like maid outfits, huh? And I even like wearing maid outfits, huh? So going to the convention is for me to freely wear maid outfits, huh?
Lou Yan’s pretty face twisted slightly. He took the maid outfit out of the box, scrutinized it with a gloomy look, then looked at Fu Xuezhou, his fingers creasing the fabric of the maid outfit, gritting his teeth, “Is that so? Well, aren’t you considerate.”
Fu Xuezhou didn’t sense the danger in Lou Yan’s words. He really thought Lou Yan was complimenting him and added, “There are socks, shoes, underwear, and leggings inside too.”
Lou Yan sarcastically tossed the maid outfit to the side and rudely grabbed the remaining items from the gift box. “You’re so thoughtful, huh? Everything’s prepared for me.”
Fu Xuezhou smirked. “Well, I am your boyfriend.”
Boyfriend, what a boyfriend!
Lou Yan really looked at him differently.
But, truth be told, Fu Xuezhou did prepare everything perfectly. Over-the-knee white socks, black leather shoes, white thong, and black leggings, everything was there, so d*mn complete.
Lou Yan felt the fire in his heart burning even more fiercely. He took a deep breath and hooked his finger on the thong’s thin fabric, his smile carrying a murderous intent and danger, “A thong?”
“Wearing this with leggings would be more comfortable,” Fu Xuezhou explained, “I read it online.”
At this moment, Fu Xuezhou felt the malice and anger in Lou Yan’s smile. He frowned displeasedly, “Since we’re boyfriends, can’t I buy you underwear?”
He recalled the time long ago when Lou Yan went berserk when he changed the underwear Lou Yan had chosen for him.
Thinking of this, Fu Xuezhou’s expression turned a bit ugly.
“Huh?” Lou Yan chuckled angrily, “So should I thank you? Fu Xuezhou, is it your place to buy me underwear? Who told you I like maids—”
Suddenly, there was a strange noise from the living room outside the bedroom.
Lou Yan and Fu Xuezhou exchanged glances and stopped all conversation. The superb reflexes they had trained in the anomaly world immediately made them alert. They quickly walked out of the bedroom to see where the noise came from.
On the sofa in the living room, there was a person lying there, whose legs and shoes resting on the armrest of the sofa could be seen from Lou Yan and Fu Xuezhou’s angle.
The shoes were dusty and it was impossible to tell their original color. The soles were coming apart, with several thumb-sized holes on the surface, stained with grease and blood, resembling the shoes only a homeless person would wear.
Lou Yan’s pupils dilated, and in an instant, a figure of a certain person flashed through his mind. Lou Yan couldn’t help but take a few big steps to the edge of the sofa. After seeing the person lying on the sofa clearly, Lou Yan’s breath stagnated, almost unable to make a sound:
“…Duan Zege?”
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