Chapter 36
The autumn morning sunshine was very nice, but Lu Bai felt like the sky was spinning for a while as if he was in a fantasy world.
Pah!
The remote control in his hand fell to the ground.
The interview had ended, and a commercial began to play. However, Lu Bai was still staring blankly at the screen.
He blinked; Just now, what did Qu Xueyu say…
He picked up the remote control and pressed the playback button like he had been revived. He wanted to replay from the very beginning, but accidentally adjusted the progress to the middle.
Then the handsome and affectionate face of the young man reappeared on the screen, where he seemed to be looking at someone through the screen.
A thousand years at a glance.1‘One glance for ten thousand years means that one glance with affection can make you love ten thousand years . It means that 10,000 years have passed at a glance or 10,000 years have been remembered at a glance, which means that things are memorable and are generally used in love’ – baidu
“I like the Bailu Festival the most.”
“Because of the poem, ‘The dew is white tonight’.”
The man’s voice seemed to carry some kind of magic. Listening to it, Lu Bai’s cheeks began to burn, and even the tips of his ears were completely red.
The interview slot was short and quickly passed. However, the young man’s voice echoed in his ears like a soul-soothing song, and felt his heart beating fiercely.
Lu Bai did not know how many times he replayed it, but only when he could finally force his way away from the youth’s voice, could he finally think about what had happened.
But how is it possible?
Suddenly, a flash of thought crossed his mind. Lu Bai turned and walked quickly toward his bedroom. He stood in front of the bedside table and looked at the album which Ruan Jiangjiu had never hidden from him.
Lu Bai’s brow was slightly wrinkled; his toes unconsciously curled—his current mood was unspeakably complicated, which reminded him of that night when he learned that Qu Xueyu was the young teenager who pulled him out of the darkness, and for a moment, it had been like he was having a bright and colorful fever dream.
And now, he fell into another even bigger, more gorgeous, more noisy dream. One where Qu Xueyu was the undisputed king of this dream world and everything was dominated by him—including “Lu Bai”.
After a moment of silence, Lu Bai reached out and picked up the album off the table. The album was bound with soft genuine leather, and one could easily tell that its owner took care of it. Lu Bai closed his eyes, then quickly opened it. His eyes immediately saw a familiar fairy-like young man, who seemed to be bathed in moonlight, and his face wasn’t visible to anyone outside the painting.
This was not a high-quality piece as the watercolor was too old, and the colors were peeling off.
Lu Bai reached out and gently touched the face of the boy in the painting—this was the original reason he learned to draw from his mother. In the beginning, he learned to draw just to be able to paint the boy and then took it seriously and had to stumble around for a few months before he created this imperfect painting.
After the painting was finished, he wanted to share his joy with others for the first time but suddenly realized that he had no friends in this world, so he could only tell his mother how wonderful the boy he didn’t know was.
This painting, given to Qu Xueyu by his mother, was now in Xiao Ruan’s hands…it couldn’t be clearer what this meant…
Lu Bai clutched the album to his chest and fell on the soft bed, staring at the ceiling. The smell of the young man’s body still remained on the bed, which was undeniably soothing. Suddenly, he sat up and found a sketching pencil in the bedside drawer. He opened to the page with the painting and held the album in his lap. The youth’s true face immediately appeared in his mind.
The pencil rustled, and in a short while, Lu Bai was able to add the features of the young man to the painting, but as he looked at it, he felt dissatisfied—unlike his mother, he was not good at drawing, and the young man was so good-looking, but he could not draw even one-tenth of it.
But the painting with the features of the young man was so vivid and so bright that Lu Bai could not bear to erase it.
He touched the young boy’s new face, his eyes bright and gentle, and whispered, “Thank you.” Thank you for pulling me out of the infinite darkness back then, and thank you for meeting me again later.”
Then, it suddenly dawned on Lu Bai; he had been fooled by the other person for so long that it seemed right to be very angry.
So then, he closed the book and put it on the bed, found his backpack, which he hadn’t used in a long time—and without any shame, stuffed it with two of the other man’s clean shirts. With that done, he simply left the house.
He should go home for a few days, in addition to expressing his anger about this matter, there was another more important thing—the original story had now collapsed, even “Ruan Jiangjiu” this important role was only a role Qu Xueyu would play in a movie. He had to calm down and think about what the heck was going on!
Lu Bai opened his car door, threw his backpack neatly into the back seat, and then without hesitation started the car.
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Qu Xueyu came home and saw from the entrance that the living room lights were not on, so he knew that the teenager had learned the truth.
He moved inside, then dropped his eyes; He did it on purpose. From the beginning, he had never pretended in front of the teenager—he had always been “Qu Xueyu”, and he couldn’t let his relationship with Xiao Bai be tainted with such a dangerous deception.
“He must be very angry with me.”
He so naturally imagined the mood of the teenager and then missed him like crazy—clearly, it had only been a day.
Qu Xueyu went into the bedroom to change clothes and go out, but then saw that the album was placed on the bed—he smiled helplessly, this album was indeed the best-supporting evidence to confirm his identity. He had always placed it by the bed and never hid it from Lu Bai, but his boy had just opened it today.
He opened the album, as he has done countless other times. But he stopped moving, looking at the painting, his pupils shrank and then laughed low and hoarse.
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The main residence of the Lu family.
Lu Bai hugged Qu Xueyu’s two shirts and rolled around on his bed, he grimaced in resentment; It was true that empty clothes were no match for a man to cuddle.
“Young master,” the housekeeper knocked on his door and entered Lu Bai’s room. Bowing to Lu Bai, he stated, “Young Master Qu is waiting for you in the garden.”
Lu Bai half-sat up, opening his eyes wide to look at the butler, and asked incredulously, “Uncle Liu, you- you actually let him in!” Was this still the same housekeeper who was so stubborn and dutiful that he didn’t listen to anyone?2OG was “Didn’t care about Oil and Salt.” Which caused me great confusion until IO asked in the discord server and got help from my fellow translator Raine. Thank you Raine!
The housekeeper smiled dotingly and said, “Young Master Qu has helped you twice, and Mr. and Mrs. Lu said that he is a friend of the Lu family, so there is no need to announce when he comes here in the future. I was going to invite him in to sit in the living room, but he insisted on waiting for you in the garden.”
Lu Bai was stunned, however, he had noticed something else: “Twice?”
The housekeeper replied, “The first time you were drunk. It’s normal that you can’t remember. It was that garden reception not too long ago, where you were so drunk that Young Master Qu looked after you until the young Miss and I arrived.”
Lu Bai’s eyes widened, and a warmth welled up in his heart. He hurriedly got out of bed and went to the window, and indeed, he saw the figure of that young man under that osmanthus tree outside his window. Now that it was an autumn night, it was very cool outside, but the youth was only wearing a thin windbreaker.
Lu Bai frowned before saying, “Uncle Liu, I’ll go see him.”
“Yes.” The butler bowed.
When the butler stepped out, Lu Bai opened his closet, fished out a thick and soft scarf from it, and carried it out the door.
Beneath the fragrant osmanthus flowers that filled the night, Lu Bai stared straight into the young man’s beautiful eyes, and irritation seemed to pass across his face.
Half a minute later, he said, “Follow me.” This guy was really underdressed, and would definitely get sick if he stood there any minutes longer.
Qu Xueyu raised his eyebrows, “Xiao Bai, you don’t understand. Your heart is too soft. It’s only in times like this that selling misery3Selling misery, or selling meng/cuteness. It is when you act a certain way in front of someone. It’s something done to get the person’s way with minor fuss. Like a dog giving you puppy eyes (selling meng/cuteness) for a treat, or sadly, when a homeless person makes a sign with a sad story on it in hopes someone will give them food or money (selling misery) works most effectively.”
Lu Bai: “…”
Lu Bai tsked, then he simply stepped forward and grabbed the youth’s wrist. He led him in the direction of the garden—there was a glass greenhouse next to the garden, where all kinds of delicate flowers were planted, so it was very warm.
There was a resting area near the rose bed in the greenhouse, where the sweet aroma of roses permeated the area with soft sofas and matching wooden tables.
Lu Bai used force to push the man down onto the sofa, then conveniently dropped to straddle the other’s lap. He was still carrying the scarf in his hand, but he stared straight at the youth’s eyes. And after a lingering silence, he said, “Take it off.”
Qu Xueyu’s pupils shrank, momentarily stunned—he had envisioned countless reactions of the young man, but he had not anticipated this.
Seeing that the man hadn’t moved, Lu Bai took it upon himself to sharply strip off the other man’s windbreaker.
Then, he seriously wrapped up the thick soft scarf for the youth—this kind of scarf was always warmer to wear close to the body.
“I am still very angry.” Lu Bai said emphatically. He was still straddling the youth’s lap, and his distance from the other was ambiguously close.
“I know.” Qu Xueyu, with his scarf on, earnestly faced Lu Bai. He reached out to touch the youth’s face, and the latter did not avoid his touch and even pressed his cheek against his palm.
Lu Bai: “You’ve lied to me for so long, so you should be very guilty in your heart, right?”
Qu Xueyu’s hand paused and nodded.
Lu Bai’s eyes rolled and muttered ‘As you should be’, and then, he said: “It’s not too much to promise me a few things, right?”
Qu Xueyu: “Of course.” If this teenager wanted his life, he was willing to die—he had long known that he had gone crazy for him.
Lu Bai: “Let me bite you first.”
Qu Xueyu: “Okay-“
Unconsciously agreeing before he actually registered what was said. Qu Xueyu slowly reacted, his face blank: “??”
Lu Bai tilted his head, his face again appeared with that curious naivety: “You didn’t think that I stripped you of your coat just to give you a scarf, ah?” When you were very angry, of course, you had to bite each other hard to relieve the anger.
Qu Xueyu: “…”
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