“Shen Yuanzhou…” Instinctively Yan Yu’an got up and called his name. The man’s steps paused, then he immediately left anyway.
“An’an, can we kiss now?” Xie Ji gazed eagerly at the blush rising on Yan Yu’an’s face and said cautiously, scratching his head.
Ning Bingque: “…” Someone please save this idiot.
Ning Bingque glanced at Yan Yu’an, saw the worry in his eyes was almost impossible to hide, but Xie Ji seemed not to have noticed at all and was still looking at him happily.
“How about going to take a look?” After thinking for a moment, Ning Bingque spoke. Ignoring Xie Ji’s murderous look, he said quietly to Yan Yu’an.
Yan Yu’an nodded slightly. He looked at Xie Ji, whose face was written all over with disappointment, then suddenly leaned in close to him.
“Huh?” Xie Ji was baffled by his sudden movement. His thin lips couldn’t help parting slightly, and he stared at Yan Yu’an’s face, suddenly magnified several times over, at a loss.
The next second, something even more surprising came—Yan Yu’an gently pressed his lips to Xie Ji’s forehead, then immediately got up and pressed them to Ning Bingque’s forehead too.
Then, under both their astonished gazes, he strode out.
Xie Ji stared blankly in the direction Yan Yu’an had left. He touched his forehead, which was still a little damp. “An’an—kissed me just now?” He blinked, seeming not yet back to his senses.
Ning Bingque was much more proper. He nodded calmly—but those ears, red enough to frighten, revealed that his heart was anything but calm.
“Shen Yuanzhou!” Yan Yu’an strode out after him, but could only see Shen Yuanzhou’s back.
His muscles weren’t as burly as Xie Ji’s, nor as beautiful as Ning Bingque’s, but his back was very tall and broad—quite different from his cold nature.
Shen Yuanzhou pretended not to hear him calling and kept striding forward. He was a little resentful—Yan Yu’an was clearly his Snake Queen, yet that little monster had just told Yan Yu’an to do the things partners do with Xie Ji and Ning Bingque.
And him…
For the first time, Shen Yuanzhou felt what a pity it was to be a complete, flawless mutant!
Seeing the man refuse to face him the whole time, Yan Yu’an felt miserable inside—but at the same time, a guess vaguely surfaced in his heart, though he was still uncertain.
“Shen Yuanzhou, wait for me.” He noticed the man had stopped not far away, but still wouldn’t turn around to look at him.
Shen Yuanzhou hung his head. The usually strong-willed him felt this miserable for the second time—the first being when Yan Yu’an hadn’t remembered him.
Yan Yu’an patted his shoulder, a little hesitant. “Are—are you okay?” He thought for a moment and asked hesitantly.
Shen Yuanzhou turned around and just stared at him fixedly, not blinking.
“Shen Yuanzhou, you…” Yan Yu’an grew anxious. When had he ever seen Shen Yuanzhou look like he was about to cry but not crying? “Don’t cry…”
He’d never comforted anyone and could only say this dryly. He stepped forward, wanting to wipe away his tears—but Shen Yuanzhou’s eyes were only red-rimmed, leaving Yan Yu’an at a loss.
Shen Yuanzhou pressed his lips together. He didn’t know what crying was—in his memory he’d never cried. He only knew his eyes felt awful, and his heart felt awful too.
Seeing Yan Yu’an want to raise his hand to wipe his eyes but not daring to, Shen Yuanzhou simply raised his own hand and wiped his eyes.
Mm… wet.
He looked uncomprehendingly at the water droplets on his fingers, then blandly lowered his eyes to hide his misery.
He wanted to answer Yan Yu’an, but found that the moment he opened his throat it hurt terribly, so he simply didn’t speak.
For a moment the two fell silent. Yan Yu’an looked at Shen Yuanzhou a little nervously, as if afraid he might do something.
“Shen Yuanzhou, you…” Yan Yu’an moved his lips, seeming to want to say something, but in the end gave up.
He didn’t know how much time had passed before Shen Yuanzhou said quietly: “Let’s go back.” As he spoke, he strode away from this place, leaving Yan Yu’an hanging his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Shen Yuanzhou, Xie Ji, Ning Bingque—these three people spun ceaselessly in his mind, even bickering with each other noisily.
Headache… Yan Yu’an patted his head, and when he came back to his senses, the sky was actually about to darken.
Shen Yuanzhou’s figure was already gone from his side. Yan Yu’an felt as if he couldn’t hold onto anything.
He raised his head. He’d been following Shen Yuanzhou this whole way, and only now did he realize he seemed never to have been to this place. After a moment of silence, he decided to try going back the way he came.
He didn’t have the keen sense of smell Xie Ji and the others had, so he could only rely on his own observation to get home.
After thinking for a moment, he used a stone to leave a mark on a tree beside him.
But after circling many times and ending up back where he started, he fell completely silent.
Fortunately there were no large beasts in this place, but the forest at night was dangerous everywhere. Yan Yu’an looked around, then decided to first start a fire.
That way he could not only keep large beasts away, but once Xie Ji and the others noticed he was missing, they could follow the light to find him.
He sighed and poked at the fire with a branch, only feeling his head aching terribly.
What kind of mess was this… He rubbed his forehead and kneaded his temples.
Meanwhile, the three of them, who had waited left and right for Yan Yu’an to come back but couldn’t, finally realized that Yan Yu’an seemed to have gotten lost.
“Where did you take An’an?!” Xie Ji glared at Shen Yuanzhou unhappily, baring his vicious fangs.
At this moment Ning Bingque’s expression wasn’t good either. He gave Shen Yuanzhou a gloomy look, then raised his eyes to the now completely dark sky. “Let’s go out and look first.” He paused, then continued, “It’ll probably get colder tonight. If we go too late, I’m afraid his body will catch a chill.”
Xie Ji withdrew his displeased gaze resentfully and left first.
Ning Bingque walked out after him, leaving Shen Yuanzhou alone in the house dazed for a moment. Then his brows knitted and he strode toward the place where they’d talked.
Yan Yu’an leaned against the edge of a large tree and rubbed his hands. The temperature difference between day and night here was huge—though it was summer, the nights were still very cold.
He didn’t know where they were. Yan Yu’an thought glumly. He looked up at the sky, and the stars all over seemed to be mocking his misfortune.
Though it seemed he had somewhat unusual feelings toward all three of them, that was… immoral.
Never mind the rest—he was a man…
He lowered his eyes, not knowing what was on his mind.
“An’an!” Xie Ji was the first to find him. He hurried over and pulled that small figure leaning against the tree into his arms. “Scared me to death.” He said with a muffled, nasal voice.
Yan Yu’an raised his hand and patted Xie Ji’s back, telling him quietly that he was fine.
Xie Ji’s ears twitched, as if catching some sound, and he held Yan Yu’an a little tighter.
His eyes darted to the side and saw Shen Yuanzhou standing in the distance with an expressionless face. The corners of his mouth curved into a provocative smile at him.
Seeing Shen Yuanzhou’s figure leave without hesitation, he grew even happier.
“How’s Shen Yuanzhou?” The moment Xie Ji released Yan Yu’an, he heard him ask this, and for a moment the expression on his face couldn’t hold up.
Xie Ji grumbled discontentedly for a bit, then said: “Him? He doesn’t care about you at all! All he knows is eat, eat, eat…”
“Xie Ji.” Yan Yu’an cut him off and left his embrace, his expression a little speechless. “Tell the truth.”
Xie Ji: “…” His An’an had exposed him without mercy.
Ning Bingque arrived late. On the way he’d run into Shen Yuanzhou. He asked: “Isn’t he over there?”
Shen Yuanzhou’s steps paused. He gave him a deep look, his expression a little odd. “He is. Go see for yourself.”
“Oh…” Ning Bingque watched his hurriedly departing figure and felt a trace of curiosity.
Only when he saw Yan Yu’an and Xie Ji come back together did he understand why Shen Yuanzhou had been so unhappy just now.
“Shen Yuanzhou came by just now.” Ning Bingque raised an eyebrow and said to Yan Yu’an, who stood beside Xie Ji—successfully seeing Xie Ji’s expression darken at once, he smiled smugly.
“What?”
Yan Yu’an wanted to go after Shen Yuanzhou, but Ning Bingque stopped him again. “But he’s already gone now. Let’s head back first—he should be at home.”
He paused, revealed a friendly smile, and said teasingly: “What if you get lost again?”
“Alright.” Yan Yu’an pressed his lips together, a little embarrassed. “Then let’s head back first.”
While the three were talking, Shen Yuanzhou had already returned to the house. He looked glumly at this house, not knowing what was on his mind.
Give up? Impossible. Yan Yu’an was his Snake Queen—on what grounds should he give up?
Just kill those two, then. Forget it… he’d be sad.
The black giant python, who never hesitated, now huddled glumly in the corner of the room, coiling himself into a big circle, a pair of snake eyes staring carefully at the door.
Want to bite them to death…
When Yan Yu’an opened the door, he saw at a glance the big snake coiled in the corner. His steps paused, and he wanted to step forward and say something—but then he saw the snake head, which had been staring at the door, suddenly turn away and coil into another spot.
Yan Yu’an: “…”
“Master, master!” A Xuan, having finished escorting the little monster, bustled into the house. It didn’t notice the strange atmosphere and happily waved its claws, telling Yan Yu’an about the interesting things it had come across on the way to send the little monster home.
After it finished chattering on and on, its eyes darted over and saw the big snake in the corner, written all over with the word “resentment,” as well as the other two with expressionless faces.
A Xuan’s brain couldn’t grasp so much. It liked Shen Yuanzhou—liked him more than Xie Ji and Ning Bingque. Perhaps because only Shen Yuanzhou, like itself, was pitch-black all over.
“Big snake!” It immediately jumped to Shen Yuanzhou’s side. “Why are you unhappy?”
After it said this, even if it wasn’t very smart, it sensed the air around them seemed to freeze because of this sentence—especially Shen Yuanzhou in front of it, whose expression looked like he was about to eat it.
A Xuan didn’t understand. It looked at its master, and inexplicably saw satisfaction in Yan Yu’an’s eyes.
A Xuan: “???”
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