Lin Mu stared blankly at Yan Xuanjing.
A warm and soft feeling still remained on his lips. The palms that slowly left his cheeks were large and warm, and the feeling of the gentle graze across his lips was exceptionally clear and delicate.
His mind seemed to have been stirred into a ball by those hands, and it was like a butterfly and flapped its wings and landed gently on his heart that was dripping with honey.
Slightly itchy and sore.
It took some time for Lin Mu to return to his senses, and he instinctively bit his lips. With his mind still muddled, his gaze fell on Yan Xuanjing’s perfectly shaped thin lips, and at the next moment, he turned to see the five heads that were stretching out of the yard to look at them.
The sense of shame was suddenly surged onto him.
Lin Mu flushed, and the tips of his ears were so red it looked as if blood was going to drip out at any moment. Like a gust of wind, he rushed into the house and ‘clicked’ the door shut, then hurriedly closed the window after entering his room, and immediately rolled into his blanket after pulling the blankets closed. He pressed against his thumping chest, and as soon as he looked up, he met eyes with Qin Chuan’s golden round dragon eyes.
Lin Mu jumped up in shock, lifted the quilt and turned on the bedside lamp.
Lin Mu pressed against his chest, and couldn’t tell if it was thumping because of embarrassment or fear.
He didn’t even have the time to think about and reflect upon Yan Xuanjing’s kiss!
Lin Mu was angry.
He picked Qin Chuan up from the bed and shook this lazy dragon, “why are you in my bed!”
Qin Chuan was grabbed by his tail, looked at Lin Mu from upside down, and after a while, quietly said, “I’m jealous.”
Lin Mu: “……”
“I want a kiss too.” Qin Chuan said, jealously, “nobody kisses me.”
Lin Mu: “……”
Qin Chuan sighed.
Lin Mu grabbed the Dragon Vein that was doused in jealously, looked left and right, and used the little felt fox on the bedside table to give Qin Chuan a ‘chu’.
Qin Chuan was shocked: “……”
Lin Mu’s face was expressionless, “satisfied?”
Qin Chuan struggled out of Lin Mu’s hand with a flick of his tail, threw the little felt fox on the bed and said, “at this sort of time, shouldn’t you call Di Wu?”
Lin Mu picked up the little fox and placed it on the bedside table, “if you want to call him, call him yourself.”
“I don’t have his number!”
“Then it means he doesn’t want to give it to you.” Lin Mu was ruthless.
Di Wu reminded him thousands of times not to let Qin Chuan know his mobile number, because if Qin Chuan knew it, he would never be able to have any peace.
In a day of twenty-four hours, he’s afraid that he would have to spend twenty-five of them dealing with Qin Chuan’s calls.
“Want to play Frisbee?”
“I want Di Wu!”
Qin Chuan rolled around shamelessly on the bed.
Lin Mu watched expressionlessly as Qin Chuan shrunk into a thin strip, then rolled from one side of the bed to the other. Calmly, he took out a deck of playing cards from the drawer and sat down on the bed.
His heart was very calm, and even wanted to hang Qin Chuan up to beat him.
“Come and play Old Maid.” Lin Mu said, “if you win, I’ll call Di Wu for you.”
The half-dying Qin Chuan instantly jumped up, and hurriedly changed into his human form, sat cross-legged on the bed and rolled up his sleeves, “go go go!”
Lin Mu looked at Qin Chuan, and thought as he shuffled the cards that that this silly little fool was really worthy of that name.
Really didn’t know about his own luck at all.
Was a game like Old Maid someone as unlucky as you could play?
Lin Mu shuffled his cards, placed them in the middle of the bed, and snorted, “come on!”
Yan Xuanjing was abandoned by Lin Mu in the courtyard, and after spending some time in a daze, he turned and followed along Lin Mu’s gaze to see the monsters outside the yard.
There was a book floating in front of Di Xiu, and in front of him were four heads sitting in a row, and the furthest away was Nie Shen sitting upright on a small stool.
Except for Nie Shen, Di Xiu and the four little monsters had all stuck their heads out and were staring at him unblinkingly.
It’s just that the faces of Lin Ginseng and the rest had some traces of shock, but Di Xiu was frowning slightly, and had a little confusion on his face.
Di Xiu was really confused, because he realised that these two young ones didn’t have any scent of lust on them — they’d clearly been out for the entire night, and it’s been several hours since Yan Gui explained the situation to him.
Kissing in the yard was obviously a very intimate behaviour, but why……
Di Xiu’s sceptical gaze wandered around on Yan Xuanjing.
This little fox…… couldn’t be unable to, right?
Yan Xuanjing vaguely felt that Di Xiu’s gaze wasn’t that right. He looked down at himself, but didn’t understand what was wrong.
He turned his head and looked at the closed door of the house, and didn’t intend to enter the house immediately and cause Lin Mu to feel extremely shy, but instead, he walked towards Di Xiu.
Yan Xuanjing wasn’t that surprised that Yan Gui would throw Nie Shen here.
He could even guess that the reason Yan Gui had left Nie Shen here was to arrange a place for him.
In all likelihood, he was going to be placed in the sub-district office that Lin Mu was currently in, and was to work with Lin Mu — Yan Xuanjing wasn’t stupid. Yan Gui had left Nie Shen beside Di Xiu, which clearly meant that Nie Shen could only be more aware of everything around a Relaxed Emperor.
The little Ginseng, as a person who loved Lin Mu, strongly condemned Milky, “Milky you…… how can you take advantage of Lin Mu again!”
Yan Xuanjing’s footsteps paused, looked at the little baby, and said, “this is not taking advantage.”
“How is kissing not taking advantage of him!” The little Ginseng stomped his feet, “the last time you made Lin Mu cry, and you took advantage of him again!”
Yan Xuanjing, who had his black history brought up, went silent for two seconds and said, “this time, he didn’t cry.”
The little Ginseng was stunted.
This time, Lin Mu didn’t cry.
Although he had still rushed into the yard, it seemed to be because of shyness instead.
“Then…… then the two of you are……” The little Ginseng raised his chubby hand, and mysteriously hooked his little finger, “this?”
Yan Xuanjing pressed his little finger back, “vulgar act.”
“I learned it from a TV drama.” The little ginseng pursed his lips and muttered, then asked, “so are the two of you this?”
Yan Xuanjing wasn’t embarrassed, and simply nodded.
The little Ginseng instructed in a childish tone, “you have to treat Lin Mu well, you can’t make him cry, can’t get angry. Lin Mu’s so good, you can’t be bad to him.”
With that, he pulled the edge of Yan Xuanjing’s clothes and asked carefully, “then when will the two of you have a baby? Would you still want me if you have a baby?”
He nervously grabbed at his little dudou nervously and whispered, “I am very useful. I can take care of the baby and I can cook for the baby. Can I continue to stay with you guys from now on?”
Yan Xuanjing looked that the little monster who didn’t even reach his waist, yet had a strong awareness about crisis, and agreed by giving him a pat on the head.
“We won’t have.” He said.
The little Ginseng paused, gave a little chuckle, then happily sat back down on the small bench again.
Di Xiu looked at them with a smile on his face.
Yan Xuanjing glanced at the book in Di Xiu’s hand.
A primary one school textbook, the people’s version of <Moral Character>.
Di Xiu followed his line of sight, raised the book up and said, “I found this in Mumu’s bookcase, and just nice, I can use it to teach Nie Shen.”
The book looked a little old, but it was very well preserved, and even the corners didn’t have creases.
Yan Xuanjing looked at the cover that was raised in front of him, and with this glance, saw the two crooked words that spelled ‘Lin Mu’ at the top.
It looked like it had been written when he had just started to learn how to write, and had a sense of over-cautiousness and reservedness, which made it look a quite cute.
“Cute, right?” Di Xiu caressed the book in hand, and his expression was very soft, “inside, there’s some little stories written by his mother.”
Di Xiu had nothing to do at home recently, so he was flipping through the bookcase, and actually managed to flip something out.
These old books that were used by Lin Mu when he was in elementary school were one of them.
Di Xiu caught sight of a few elegant words on it, which showed a totally different maturity level compared to Lin Mu’s young and crooked writings.
That, Di Xiu recognised. It was Lin Xueji’s words.
Lin Xueji was quite nostalgic, and liked to take pictures, and always said that these things and photos were the relics of time, and couldn’t bear to throw everything away. Eventually, they all piled up at home, which made such a big house seem crowded.
Lin Mu used to talk about throwing some things away to make more room, but after Lin Xueji left, he didn’t throw anything away. Instead, like his mother, he kept everything and started to accumulate new things.
It was for this reason that Di Xiu had the chance to find these surprises that were left behind by time.
Before his accident, Lin Xueji had the habit of writing a dairy, but Di Xiu didn’t find one even after going through the whole house. Thinking about it, it was probably because Lin Xueji was afraid she would accidentally divulge the secret, which in turn would lead to something happening to Lin Mu, so she destroyed it.
But even so, being able to find these little things was enough to make Di Xiu happy.
From these little things, he could get a glimpse into the times he had failed to participate in.
Di Xiu was very satisfied.
Yan Xuanjing looked at Di Xiu’s expression, and didn’t know what he should say at a time like this to lighten the atmosphere.
While he was still thinking, Di Xiu took the lead and drove him away, “go in and find Mumu, we still have a class to complete outside.”
“Class?” Yan Xuanjing paused, then looked at the four little monsters sitting in a row, then looked at Nie Shen who was sitting beside them, and reminded, “the rules of the Central Plains are unsuitable for the Great Wilderness.”
“But he’s currently in the Central Plains.” Di Xiu said, and made a ‘shoo’ gesture, “I know what I’m doing.”
Yan Xuanjing heard him say that, and didn’t say anything more, then turned into the yard.
The main door was locked by Lin Mu, although this kind of lock couldn’t stop Yan Xuanjing at all, he didn’t forcibly unlock it, but instead, walked around to the side door.
This side door used to be kept locked, but ever since he arrived as Milky, it had been kept unlocked.
Yan Xuanjing pushed open the side door and entered the house. The house was quiet, and no lights were turned on. Only the morning sun shone through the window in a beam of light, illuminating some dust particles and the rising sun essence, making it look quiet and peaceful.
Yan Xuanjing walked up to the second floor and gently knocked on Lin Mu’s door.
There was a response from inside the room, and following that was a series of footsteps.
Yan Xuanjing paused.
The footsteps didn’t belong to Lin Mu.
He was just thinking so, and the door opened. The one who opened it was a short Qin Chuan, who looked as if he had nothing to live for, and had been mercilessly bullied.
Yan Xuanjing looked up into the room, and found that Lin Mu had propped a small table up on the bed, and on the table was the game Monopoly, which looked like it was still being played. There was a large pile of playing cards scattered under the table, and there was an airplane chess board on them.
Lin Mu turned and met eyes with Yan Xuanjing, paused for two seconds, looked at the messy bed, shoved the Monopoly board in the box, stretched his legs to block the playing cards and airplane chess board under the table, and tried to pretend nothing had happened.
Yan Xuanjing: “?”
I thought you were shy.
As a result, you’re hiding in the room and playing cards, chess, and Monopoly with Qin Chuan?
Yan Xuanjing stood at the door and watched as Lin Mu packed things up in a panic, and for a moment, doubted his own looks.
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The translator has this to add:
Di Xiu, my dear tree, is that the only thing on your mind?