That day, Yang Yan and the others did not drink at the small gathering. He also drove the car and after the meal, he sent Qin Lang and Lu Yuan home.
"Fuck! Qin Lang, you live in Fang's courtyard!" Zhang Ping looked at Qin Lang with admiration as soon as he arrived at the place. It was one of the top ten haunted houses in Y City closest to their school.
Qin Lang thought he was afraid, and explained: "Don't worry, come in, there are no more ghosts here."
"..." Does that mean there were ghosts before? Suddenly he didn't want to go in.
Yang Yan parked the car and entered the yard with Zhang Ping. There was an empty flower bed in the middle of the yard, and depending on the size, a tree should have been planted there.
Seeing Yang Yan's gaze, Qin Lang pointed at the flower bed: "There used to be a banyan tree there, but because the feng shui in this yard was full of extreme yin, the banyan tree gradually became a ghost banyan. It was the picture I painted, you've all seen it..."
"I'm leaving!" Zhang Ping felt his scalp tingling, "I thought you imagined it, no wonder it feels so real..."
There was a lot of uproar about the ghost painting, and Yang Yan was a little curious about the fact of the matter when he entered the room, "Is it true that Qin Yang said that there were ghosts in your paintings?"
Qin Lang nodded, looking at the two new friends who were not easy to get, and didn't hide it: "That ghost followed them from Yinyang Road, and even if it was not in the studio, it would have killed them elsewhere..."
Qin Lang told Yang Yan everything that happened that night. As for how he summoned Lu Yuan and escaped that night, he didn't know, so he explained that his senior brother saved him.
"Senior Brother Lu is amazing!" Zhang Ping's small eyes did not hide his admiration and awe.
Yang Yan did not speak, his face as deep as if he was contemplating the distortion of human nature. He was lamenting the routine of the heroes that Lang and his senior brother used to save Meijiazhumazhumazhuma.
[Wtf is this word supposed to mean?]
Seeing that the two of them did not show any fear or disgust towards him after hearing this, Qin Lang was greatly relieved, and his smile came back. His mind was also sensitive, and he could see that the two want to treat him sincerely as friends, so he naturally wanted to treat them sincerely too. Fortunately, they accepted his specialness and didn't look at him with weird eyes.
It was nice to have friends.
The few people chatted for a while, and when they left, Qin Lang gave Yang Yan two peace talismans.
Qin Lang bought a mobile phone for Lu Yuan. One person and one ghost were in a good mood. On the boring long winter night, they formed a team to play games.
Qin Lang has been bending the corners of his mouth that night, and the intoxicating dimples on his white cheeks were always looming. Lu Yuan glanced at him from the corner of his eye, with a pure and bright smile, different from the eyes that were always sad when he first saw him, but now there were stars hidden in those eyes, the most beautiful light in the dark, they looked very beautiful.
[Ding, Lu Yuan's favourability score increased by 5, current favourability score is 25. ]
"Ah...you're dead..." Qin Lang suddenly cried out, moving his fingers quickly, and said, "Wait, I'll avenge you."
Lu Yuan smiled silently, and the little white sheep became less and less afraid in front of him. Qin Lang's laughter of killing the enemy was still in his ears, but Lu Yuan's thoughts drifted farther away, he was not afraid of him, could he be a little closer to the other person? He had slept for too long, and the scent of the little white sheep was tempting him day by day.
His eyes greedily swept across Qin Lang's pure white neck exposed from the cotton pajamas, his back curved into a beautiful arc, and the pink toes exposed by his crossed legs. Lu Yuan licked his lips and retracted his gaze. His character just came back to life.
Qin Lang, who was raped by his hot eyes, pretended to be unaware. After playing games obediently, he lay in bed and waited for his old attacker to attack again in the middle of the night. However, this time Qin Lang didn't wait for Lu Yuan's sneak attack, but Lu Yuan didn't let him down, and even fell into his dream.
Qin Lang opened his eyes, the smoke was thick, and there was a clear spring. There was white smoke on the spring water, Qin Lang squatted down and felt the heat of the water, it was a hot spring.
With this understanding, the surrounding scenery had changed slightly. White tulle fluttered around the hot spring, and through the tulle, one could vaguely see emerald green trees and strange rocks. Qin Lang stood up and found that Mingming was standing by the hot spring just now, but now he was standing under the eaves. He couldn't recognize the eaves, but it looked like a corridor.
There was the sound of water rolling, and there was a figure in the middle of the smoke. The long black hair could not hide the smooth muscle lines on the man's back. Qin Lang was stunned for a while and was suddenly pushed from behind, and a shrill voice said behind him: "Little Qinzi, what are you doing? Why don't you give your majesty the beauty and send it in?"
Little Qinzi? Why does it sound like a little eunuch? Qin Lang thought about it this way, and then looked down and found that he was wearing a dark purple robe. Tsk, the color of this damned purple garment was a little disgusting.
The shrill voice behind him was still urging: "Why don't you go quickly? Do you want to be blamed by His Majesty? Do you still want your head?"
Qin Lang shrank his head subconsciously, bowed his body, and walked slowly towards the hot spring with the wine. Kneeling, pouring wine, he bowed his head and offered the jade cup with both hands. It was only after Qin Lang was done that he realized that he raised his head inexplicably and met a pair of dark eyes.
"Huh?" Qin Lang finally reacted, hey, his old attacker had entered his dream. You scheming man! There was also a hot spring, which was very fun! Qin Lang concealed the expression of wanting to snicker, tilted his head blankly, and blinked in confusion, "Lu Yuan?"
The man raised his eyebrows and looked at him with smiling eyes. His calm tone was full of danger: "Which room are you from... a mere eunuch, how dare you call me by my name?"
Qin Lang was startled and hurriedly knelt e ground, saying with sincerity, "Slave...Slave little Qinzi..."
The wine in the glass was brought out by his actions, and half of it was spilled on the back of his hand. The man grabbed his wrist with hot hands and licked the wine from the back of his hand with his red tongue. The other hand raised his chin, "Bold slave, do you know your sin?"
"I...I..." Qin Lang's eyes were filled with water mist, and he looked at the man's face, which was still half-smiling.
"Little Qinzi, how do you think I should punish you? Huh?"
"Crash—" The wrist was slammed, Qin Lang fell from the spring into the man's hot arms, he wanted to struggle, but the man pinched his chin. The bottle of wine was presented in front of him again and, he drank it, and the face that made people forget to breathe got closer and closer.
The sweet liquid poured into his mouth. Qin Lang didn't have time to swallow, and a little overflowed from his mouth, slipped over his delicate chin, and flowed down his neck. Seeing that it was about to merge with the spring water, it was intercepted halfway by the man's lips.
"Lu Yuan?" Feeling the man's gentle and slightly eager licking, Qin Lang couldn't help but exclaim at the strange feeling.
It sounded like a switch that had been turned on. The man's movements paused, and he suddenly and roughly pushed him against the wall of the spring. He couldn't help but react and kiss him, pinning his waist with one hand, and reaching into his robe with the other to set fire on the clothes he had worn. After a while, Qin Lang was completely naked. He wrapped his arms around the man's neck, one foot was above the water and the other was hanging from the man's arms. He didn't know what the scenery was or what posture he was in underwater.
After a while, through the white gauze, two fiery figures intertwined in the warm spring water could be seen, and each small moan swayed across the water, shattering the beautiful picture on the water.
[Ding, Lu Yuan - Favourability increased by 5, current Favourability is 30. ]
Qin Lang got up in the morning with a suspicious blush on his face, he sneaked into the toilet and washed his underwear.
Alas, it was not that he wanted to be so shy, but Xiao Lang was such a pure-hearted child. He just thought he had a spring dream about his roommate. Who would have thought that the roommate next door can enter dreams, and played with him in his dream? What about a hot spring play?
But he didn't dare to look directly in front of Lu Yuan, he blushed shyly, and had a faint heartbeat in front of Lu Yuan for a while. Before Lu Yuan's teasing was teasing him and now nothing had happened, his bad dad had called.
Oh, it was time to come. Qin Lang had to put away all the sunshine and turned into that gloomy boy again. He held the phone and listened to the scolding on the phone that he would go back immediately, but he could not say anything to refute and protest. He clenched his fist, released it again, and murmured, "Okay."
Qin Lang, who didn't have time for breakfast, called a car on the APP with a somewhat empty expression. When the door was closed, he found that Lu Yuan also followed him into the car, with a bottle of milk in his hand.
"It's not good to have an empty stomach." Lu Yuan's tone was light, and there was no special emotion in his eyes.
The milk bottle was handed to Qin Lang by the man with a warm temperature. Qin Lang stared at him blankly, feeling the warmth of the glass bottle in his hand, and his heart seemed to be scalded by the temperature of the bottle. The cold that always haunted his heart also seemed to be frightened, like mist floating on the water, and suddenly a beam of light was cast from nowhere, causing them to dissipate. Only the rippling waves on the water were left.
"Thank you." Qin Lang thanked in a low voice and unconsciously held the bottle tighter.
It was nearly an hour from Fang's courtyard to Qin Lang's villa. Qin Lang drank the milk and licked his lips. He saw Lu Yuan looking at him, "What's wrong?"
Lu Yuan raised his hand and twisted Qin Lang's lips with his thumb, "You didn't lick it clean."
Qin Lang took out the tissue and wiped it again, he put the used tissue back in his pocket and caught a glimpse of Lu Yuan licking the thumb that had just wiped the milk on his lips.
Qin Lang: "…"
Qin Lang silently leaned on the seat and tilted his head to look at the scenery outside the window, pretending that he didn't see anything, but his reddish ears still exposed himself.
Lu Yuan chuckled softly, took the man into his arms generously, pressed Qin Lang's head on his shoulder domineeringly, and said softly, "Go to sleep."
Qin Lang moved uncomfortably, but did not resist in the end, he gradually relaxed his body and leaned against Lu Yuan's arms, closing his eyes.
Now Lu Yuan's body was not as cold as in the cold days. Qin Lang's soul-raising jade with special runes had given Lu Yuan a good warmth. His body already had a temperature, but it was not hot but was as gentle as jade.
Specter ghosts fall into a dream, no matter what they do in the dream, that person would be affected to some extent. The light ones would only feel a lack of sleep, and the heavy ones would be in a trance for several days in a row. The more powerful the Specter was, the heavier the impact would be.
Qin Lang was not an ordinary person, so he would be fine after asleep.
He rubbed his eyes, got up from Lu Yuan's arms, paid the fare, and got off the bus, standing in front of the carved iron gate, still, a little bit lost.
This home was indifferent to what a home needed to be like.
Soon someone came to open the door, and the servant led Qin Lang and Lu Yuan into the house. Qin Lang did not miss the servant's gloating eyes. This middle-aged aunt, who used to take advantage of her stepmother, always treated Qin Lang harshly without Qin's father knowing.
Qin Lang clenched his hands tightly, his face turned ugly. Lu Yuan looked at his tense profile and didn't speak.
The servant didn't help them get their shoes. Qin Lang gritted his teeth and didn't intend to bend over to take it himself. Instead, he took Lu Yuan directly onto the floor and entered the house.
Father Qin was sitting on the sofa. He was dissatisfied with Qin Lang who had brought an outsider back and then landed on the shoes of the two of them, frowning even more deeply.
And the stepmother was even ruder, walked to Qin Lang in a few steps, and raised her hand to slap Qin Lang without saying a word.
Her slap failed to fall smoothly but was stuck directly in the air. The woman's originally angry face suddenly became terrified, because she found that her hand could not be taken down, and she pulled herself hard and started screaming: "Qin Lang, you monster! You are a monster! What have you done to me?"
Qin Lang looked at her weird and comical actions, and joy flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't bear the abuse from a woman, and his thin body couldn't help but flinch until he leaned against Lu Yuan's body. After pulling Lu Yuan's sleeve, Lu Yuan released the woman.
As soon as the woman fell and sat on the floor, she looked embarrassed and ridiculous. Qin Yang looked at Qin Lang with resentment and fear and hurriedly helped his mother get up. He turned to look at Father Qin, "Dad, you see it! It's him who brought me dirty things, look. He also made Mom unable to move."
Father Qin looked at Qin Lang with a bad expression, and said coldly, "Qin Lang, tell me honestly, did you hurt your brother with the evil things you learned with your grandfather when you were young?"
"I didn't!" Qin Lang looked at his father in pain. "He insisted on taking me there, and he provoked it. He also pushed me in, if not..."
"You? You have those things that your grandfather taught you, what would have happened? Your brother was entangled with things, and you didn't tell me, and you didn't plan to save him?" Father Qin interrupted him roughly, "Sure enough, you are like your grandpa, something that only hurts people."
"I..." Tears rolled in Qin Lang's eyes. He had always known that his father didn't love him, but when this fact was brutally placed in front of him, he felt as if a bullet hole had been torn open in his heart, very painful.
Lu Yuan embraced Qin Lang's trembling shoulders, his dark eyes were turning red little by little, he coldly swept across the few people across from him, as if he was looking at something dead. Shengsheng made what Father Qin wanted to say stuck in his throat.
Being plotted by his brother, being abused by his stepmother, and being treated like a filthy object in the mud by his biological father, this scene was similar to Lu Yuan.