Chapter 7.4 – Retiring the Head
The person entering the room carried a faint smell of tobacco along with the fragrance of familiar cologne. It smelled so good that Zhou Yun Sheng’s anxious nerves immediately relaxed. Unconsciously, his defenses against this man had weakened a lot, but he was unaware of it.
“It’s so late, why aren’t you asleep?” Zhou Yun Sheng turned on the light. At the same time, he blocked the glare from his eyes with his hand.
“What are you hiding there for? Are you afraid of a thief breaking in?” Xue Zi Xuan turned his head and saw the teenager wearing only a thin set of pajamas, standing barefoot on the ground. He hurried over to pick him up and gently put him to bed.
“En. I really thought that a thief had broken in. Do you believe that I would have hit you with the alarm clock if I hadn’t smelled your scent?” Zhou Yun Sheng was so tired. His murmuring voice was a little hoarse as he complained, and it had the flavor of a spoiled child.
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He rolled over; exposing the hand hidden behind his back, and clenched in his fist was an alarm clock. It was made of iron and could be used like a brick.
Zhou Yun Sheng’s adorable manner of speaking caused Xue Zi Xuan to laugh in amusement. When he saw the alarm clock, he laughed even more. He dug into the warm quilt with the boy. He took the alarm clock and placed it on the bedside table, and he put one arm behind his* head like a pillow.
[*T/N: The raws are vague with the pronouns, but I think XZX might be using his arm as a pillow for ZYS]
“Sorry. Scared you.” He kissed the boy’s pink-stained cheeks and said softly, “Go to sleep quickly. Tomorrow, follow me to the orchestra.”
He lay beside the boy. His restless heart was still restless, but not as lonely and gloomy as before. He sighed contentedly, feeling dizzy with great, unbearable happiness.
Was this real? With his other hand, he touched the teenager’s cheek, feeling the delicate skin and warmth beneath his fingertips, he told himself lightly – this was real.
Zhou Yun Sheng felt ticklish from his touch. He shook his head from side to side and mumbled bewildered, “Why go to the orchestra? Why do you have to squeeze into my bed, my bed is too small.”
The one point five meter bed wasn’t big enough for the young master to fully stretch out his legs straight, but he still had to drill into his hot place. It was too much. His heart was full of complaints. He forced open his foggy peach blossom eyes to glare at the other, and unconsciously pouted his lips.
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Xue Zi Xuan was again brought to laughter by him. He never knew that the teenager could not control his temper when he was sleepy. He was like a kitten with puffed up fur and would scratch out at people at any time with his paws. But he liked this youth before his eyes, unrestrainedly venting his dissatisfaction. He had seen the teenager when he was obedient, when he was angry, when he was sad, and when he was heartless, but he had never seen him lying on a soft pillow and slumbering.
This truth and liveliness, arrogance and cuteness melted his heart.
Zhou Yun Sheng originally thought that he would lose sleep, but perhaps it was due to Xue Zi Xuan’s hunger for skinship, it forced Zhou Yun Sheng to quickly become familiar with the other person’s breath and embrace. Instead, he slept deeper than before. When he woke up the next day, the sky was already bright, and the windows were covered with tiny droplets of water. Through the drops of water, one could faintly see a stretch of pure white.
He turned over and sat up. He touched the bedding next to him. It was cold. Xue Zi Xuan got up early. With messy hair on his head, he went into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. Suddenly, he heard a great commotion from downstairs, the sounds of breaking bowls and plates, and a woman screaming out of control.
Ah damn, was Xue Jing Yi having another episode again? It would be nice if she could just directly die, then he would be free. He darkly speculated in Schadenfreude, but he knew that no matter who died, the children of fate would not die.
Just based on such sinister ideas, the system would need to impose punishment. It was a parasite in the host’s soul. It controlled not only the host’s life, but also his thoughts and behaviors. This was what Zhou Yun Sheng could not tolerate.
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But at this moment, the system was motionless, as if it had not detected his infidelity to the world plot. Zhou Yun Sheng was stunned for a moment and immediately whispered, no more energy? Apart from the normal operation, was there no energy left to punish him anymore? Very good. He was one step closer to completely getting rid of the system.
He was preparing to mobilize his mental strength and continue to hack into the system’s defenses, when a new round of smashing things sounded in the living room, as well as a fierce quarrel between Xue Rui and Xue Li Dan Ni.
He pushed his hair back irritably. He had to go see what happened. Xue Jing Yi stood at the corner of the staircase, looking down indifferently. She was wrapped in a thick cotton ankle-length robe. At a glance, she looked like a pearl.
“Jing Yi, what happened?” Zhou Yun Sheng greeted her softly, and looked her up and down once. Then he asked, “Are you a bit better?” She really got a lot better. You could rarely see people who have a heart attack get out of bed and walk around the next day. The children of fate were indeed cockroaches that could not be killed.
“I’m much better. Thank you. Xiao Yi, I only have you, this one blood-related relative. From now on, can you accompany me more? To tell you the truth, my illness is very serious. I don’t which day I will go to sleep and never wake up again.” Xue Jing Yi suddenly stepped forward and pulled on the boy’s clothes with a face full of sadness and pleading.