Chapter 21

Wang Xiao Mie’s head was emptied as he reached for a leather notebook under his pillow with shaking hands.

This was a notebook he found in a backpack left behind by the tomb robbers in the side hall. Because he was alone in childhood with no friends or close relatives, he had a habit of writing diaries to ward off his loneliness. From time to time, he would look through it to past time and have a good laugh.

The two books were completely different. One was obviously ancient, while the other was modern.

The only similarity between them was the big letters spread across the cover: 

Wang Xiao Mie’s diary

“…..”

The childish doodles were similar to that of a kindergarten kid and the handwriting that was too ugly as if it came out of a drunken beetle crawling on the page……

…..yup, no doubt, that’s my writing.

Wang Xiao Mie, with a wooden expression, flipped open the two booklets.

The first sentence on his left: Wang Xiao Mie’s diary: Today is my second day of being a newly wedded wife in an underground palace, I’m hungry….

The first sentence on his right: Wang Xiao Mie’s diary: Today is my second day of wearing as someone else’s shixiong, I’m hungry….. Ai~

Wang Xiao Mie closed the diary with a snap and shook like a Parkinson’s patient. That’s not possible, how could I write something like? Something that at first glance seemed like the writing of an idiot. I’m such a cool and handsome guy, how can I let my image be stained with this?

I definitely have never traveled to ancient times or met with Wen Feng Jin before this, much less have these memories….

Calm down, Wang Xiao Mie, you have to calm down!

And so he flipped to the next entry of his diary.

Wang Xiao Mie’s diary: in order to prevent others from reading my diary, I decided to use pinyin! Why not English? That’s because I don’t know English hahaha! Ain’t I super smart? Wink~

“……”

“……”

Calm down, you have to calm down…. The hell I can calm down #%￥#@%& Wink my ass!

Not minding the secret that was revealed by the diary, Wang Xiao Mie was instead painfully affected by the girlish teenage accent that was written on the page. He covered his face in embarrassment.

Wen Feng Jin was next to him. He blinked and said: “This is your penmanship. I do not know most of the words on it and there are some weird symbols as well. At that time, I gathered every professor and expert, even those from foreign nations who excel at languages to decipher this. Over the years, countless people have studied this book for a long time but none could tell what was written on it. Now that you’re here, why don’t you read it to me?”

Wang Xiao Mie: “…..”

……that many people + open discussion = public humiliation. 

I want to burn myself with this. I’ve died for so long, but today I want to die again.

Wen Feng Jin: “Shixiong, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you reciting?”

Wang Xiao Mie lowered his head to read another entry: Wang Xiao Mie’s diary: the food in the academy is just too wonderful! I want to write a poem about it: 

厨房师傅厨艺高 (chu fang shi fu chu yi gao) The kitchen chef has great skill

桂花糖饼和打糕 (gui hoa tang bing he da gao) Sweet osmanthus cakes and rice cakes

要问还有哪能挑 (yao wen hai you na neng tiao) I wanted to ask what else is there to pick

来盘荤菜好不好 (lai pan hun cai hao bu hao?) How about a non-vegetarian dish?

Tut tut, I’m so talented. Miee hahaha! Farewell!

Wang Xiao Mie: “……” Stop reading! Close your eyes! This fool is not me! Not me!

On the other end, Wen Feng Jin was still urging: “Since Shixiong refused to read it out loud, did you actually discover something?”

“I did discover something.” Wang Xiao Mie said.

“Oh?” Wen Feng Jin smiled sweetly and asked: “What is it?”

Wang Xiao Mie smiled and shed two rows of tears: “That I’m indeed an idiot.”

Wen Feng Jin: “…..”

“Shixiong is again saying things that Feng Jin does not understand. But after you’ve read this, you should have a grasp of what happened, don’t you?”

Wang Xiao Mie nodded solemnly. He flipped over to the next few pages and extracted information from the paragraphs: 

I saw the child today. How can this be the future world-destroying villain?

Ai, I realized that I’m unable to reveal that thing’s existence, whether through writing or speech. But I’ll carry out my mission well. Failure will lead to memory deletion and death, do you have to be so serious…..”

And also: the little shota is too kawaii! I have to raise him to excel in the art of morality, intelligence and physique, an all-around development! And what’s with this scenario: raise the big villain from young to become his white moonlight?! Oh how stupid is this …… Stupid XX!

Wang Xiao Mie read till half of his diary before putting it down and cowering his head for several hours. Wen Feng Jin was by his side the whole time.

Wang Xiao Mie shook his head. Although this was confusing and unthinkable, after combining the texts in his diary and all the transmigration and rebirth literature he had read, he could deduce that for some reason, his previous self was bound to a system. The ‘thing’ and ‘stupid XX’ mentioned in his diary should be referring to that system.

And his task was to cater love and care to the villain when he was miserable and educate him to become a kind person.

……

At this point, Wang Xiao Mie raised his head and glared at Wen Feng Jin.

Cloaked in red and black, with dark eyes and a scarlet mark between his brows, Wen Feng Jin revealed a smile after sensing his gaze. He gave off a ‘this lord wants your life’ look.

Wang Xiao Mie: ….. The art of morality, intelligence and physique huh. Boss, which of these do you think you can pass? 

Sigh… needless to question, the system was not blind. Once it saw what the big guy had turned into, with a wave of its hand, his memories were gone and he was sent back to the present.

Maybe the reason he died was also because of the system.

And Wen Feng Jin said that after he died, the silly thing began to construct this underground palace, collected rare treasures, planted the sacred tree, and waited for him in this palace for over a thousand years.

For Wang Xiao Mie, going to the past and back was just a snap of the finger. Therefore, there was also a possibility that he was killed in this life right after failing the mission and then was summoned here by Wen Feng Jin who had been waiting for a long time….

The more he thought about it, the more he felt like they were in the BL version of the movie ‘The Myth’.

And if things were as he had guessed, then he had it easy, having the system done all that to him….

But what about Wen Feng Jin? How did he get through the thousand years living with his corpse?

And with his understanding of himself, he most likely approached Wen Feng Jin carelessly to complete his mission and become his white moonlight, thus resulting in this ambiguous relationship…. And also Wen Feng Jin’s paranoid infatuation. 

If their places were switched and he was left alone underground with a corpse….

Wang Xiao Mie rubbed his arms. Let alone a year or two, he might not even last ten days! He would probably even pay a grave robber to stay and chat with him.

It’s no wonder Wen Feng Jin has a different expression every day and acted almost like a schizophrenic.

How life forces one to adapt~~

He flipped to the end and saw that the last entry was about Wen Feng Jin’s coming of age ceremony. The pages seemed to have been ripped off by someone.

Wen Feng Jin by his side narrowed his eyes. He reached out and took back the diary from Wang Xiao Mie’s hand.

He said: “The booklet was already this way when I got it. Now that Shixiong has seen it, I’ll continue to preserve it back in the box.”

Wang Xiao Mie scratched his head: “But isn’t this my diary? And there seems to be another one in the box, isn’t it? Can I read that too?”

But who knew that after he asked that, Wen Feng Jin’s expression changed drastically. The smile that he glued on his face was withdrawn squeaky clean and the dark pupils were suppressing something sinister. He wanted to stay gentle but the chill in his voice was all the more terrifying.

“Does Shixiong have to divide things this clear-cut with me? And you’re mistaken, that book is not yours, it’s mine.”

“But I clearly saw a ‘Wang’ on the cover…..”

“Shixiong.”

“Hm?”

“Do not make me angry alright~”

“……”

I’ve lived for so long and this is the first time I’ve heard someone say ‘alright’ with such a murderous aura…..

“Shixiong, back then when you came to replace the real Mian Deng in this body, I’ve already noticed the changes. So from the time I was seven, the one I wanted to be intimate with, the one I desired, was a soul of unknown origins. But I did not care. I prayed that you would stay forever. I was worried that you were just a ghost borrowing this body so every day I had to help you cover up your exposed tail and kept your secret hidden.”

And when the dean discovered your abnormality, he requested the dark guards sent by the emperor to kill me to take care of you as well. On the day I came of age, the guards that my father left for me had taken them out, including the dean.

What went wrong was that that day, you happened to witness the onslaught….

That was probably when you began to distance yourself from me……

Wen Feng Jin placed his hand on Wang Xiao Mie’s face and fixed his gaze on him. In Wang Xiao Mie’s hair raising state, his straightened lips bent upwards.

“Now that you’ve known this secret, Shixiong, do you still reject me? Do you still think that the one I loved is this body’s owner?”

Wang Xiao Mie shook his head vigorously. He was worried that if he took too long to respond, the boss would be tempted to perish them together.

Furthermore, nothing was worse than finding out that your current boyfriend was actually your ex-boyfriend. And also an outsider would probably think that he was scum for cleanly forgetting someone who had painfully waited for him for so long. He even gave him a slap and told him not to treat him as a substitute!

Wang Xiao Mie swallowed hard: Wen Feng Jin’s temper is actually quite good.

Just as he thought so, he heard Wen Feng Jin said: “Shixiong, it’s been hard on me these past years….”

Wang Xiao Mie: “…..I was wrong! Plus I did not have my past memories. I, I couldn’t have possibly known. Oh that’s right, why didn’t you tell me this earlier?!”

Wen Feng Jin’s expression shifted for a bit before he eased up and said: “Those days you have just finally woke up. The memories of your death were too painful, I did not want you to remember them.”

“Is that so.” Wang Xiao Mie remembered what Wen Feng Jin recounted for him before. Near his end when they were hunted for the elixir, he seemed to have been tortured. And his death to both of them was a huge blow.

No wonder he did not want me to remember. 

Wang Xiao Mie’s tiny brain was muddled with the series of events. He sat in the coffin with a headache, trying to straighten out the logic.

Seeing Wang Xiao Mie swiftly trusted his words, Wen Feng Jin deepened his smile. 

Back then, the blood ritual was incomplete and he did not have the full control brought by it. If Shixiong remembered the things I did, what would I do if he leaves again?

And also…..a Shixiong with a sense of guilt towards me and wholeheartedly dependent on me…..

I quite like it.

But I have to be restrained, or else I would probably hurt him.

Chapter 20

Maybe because of the bundle of hair that Wen Feng Jin dreamt of the past. 

Cloaked in red with a beautiful yet icy appearance, Wen Feng Jin hovered above and looked at the little boy watching his father being paraded through the street to the beheading ground. Once the prince regent of the Northern Empire, assisting the king to his throne and regarded as the incarnation of a god amongst the people, now was charged with the crime of colluding with an enemy state….

“His Majesty decreed, the son of the guilty minister will be sent to Xuan Feng Academy. However, the next three generations shall not be given any status…”

A groundless yet ironclad proof of the regent’s crimes was pinned on the several hundred people residing in the regent estate. The storytellers spread the words with indignation and the public who wanted to carve his father’s name on a monument now swore at him as a traitorous dog.

They praised the emperor for his benevolence in leaving the dog a descendant to light his incense stick.

But was that mercy or malice…

Leaving a four-year-old boy to watch his family beheaded one by one?

And what kind of mercy was it to send the boy to Xuan Feng Academy where one could learn all the knowledge but would never be able to excel for three generations.

Wen Feng Jin looked at the four-year-old boy that could only cry when watching his parents being cut under the rise and fall of the blade as the crowd cheered and threw dirty things at him.

Later, the despised child was sent to Xuan Feng Academy deep in the mountains.

A place for academics achievement? The four-year-old was called a traitor the very first day. Someone pressed him down and tried to push his head into the latrine. A group of students not much older than him was clapping and laughing.

“Make him drink! Hahaha make him drink! Look at his eyes. How can humans have such eyes?!”

“That’s why he’s the traitorous dog’s son hahaha….”

And that was how the young child lived for half a year. His bed was always splashed with dirty water or something else. His food was always knocked over and the teachers would always punish him to stand outside the classroom during lectures. But the skinny and dirty child still attached his ears to the wall to secretly learn….

And when he was caught, it was punishment with a bamboo stick….

Black hair drifting like a waterfall, Wen Feng Jin watched the scene without any emotion, not even a trace of anger. The child lived a stumbling life until the age of seven. When he went to the back mountain secretly to collect wild fruits to fill his stomach, he saw the dean and their Da Shixiong.

This Shixiong the child had only seen once because he did not study in the same group.

But their Shixiong was gentle as jade and even at such a young age, he had the reputation of being an unrivaled gentleman. The person was always carrying a smile and wearing robes of sky blue like a cloud floating along the mountainside.

When they first met, Little Feng Jin was blushing for a long time.

He heard the dean said: “How is the plan coming?”

Da Shixiong smirked: “It’s already been three years. That child is quite lucky. But I’ve already instructed the other children and teachers. Mentor, you can rest assured. He will never be better nor will he ever rise above.”

“…..”

Watching this scene, the adult Feng Jin gazed at the smiling Mian Deng with a look of disgust. An unexplainable sneer appeared in his face.

Since then, the small little Feng Jin turned cruel and isolated. He was no longer tolerant and would retaliate even if it would cost him an arm and a leg!

And then a year later, he once again met the ‘jade-like gentleman’ Da Shixiong.

It was under the newly planted ginkgo tree that he saw Da Shixiong sitting on the stone stool, smiling as he admired the tree. And when he turned around and saw him, there was a dumbfounded look on his face….

The wind rose and the long black hair and light blue clothes fluttered gently. There was a radiant smile on the handsome face and an untainted sparkle in the pair of clear eyes. This time, he was not like the clouds on the mountainside but like the wind after the rain.

Witnessing the whole scene, the red mark between Wen Feng Jin’s brows glowed brilliantly and the indifference in his eyes and face was swept away. He raised his hand and nostalgically wanted to touch the lighthearted youth….

Shixiong said: “Little one, who are you….”

The child clenched his fist and glared at him with the eyes of a wolf cub: “Don’t you already know who I am?”

He was stumped and there was a little embarrassment on his face: “Ah….ha, there are so many children in this place, er, isn’t it normal for me not to remember? Let’s get to know each other one more time. I’m Mian Deng. What about you? What’s your name…..”

After asking, he then stood up and under the child’s guarded look, bent forward. The smell of pinewood engulfed the surrounding air as he put his hand on the child’s head and rubbed with a bright smile.

“I did hear they were saying that there’s a child in the outer court who has very peculiar eyes.”

Little Feng Jin slapped his hand away heatedly. He covered his eyes in shame and abasement but in the next second, his hand was pulled back. In front of him was the person who had been the root of his nightmares for three years. But now he seemed to have changed into someone else. He said: “What a pair of unusual pupils….”

“Throughout history, many outstanding figures had things that were different from ordinary people.”

“You will definitely be an exceptional person in the future….”

Maybe the sun was too dazzling that day, maybe the air was too fresh, or maybe that person’s smile was overly gentle….

“Come on~ tell me your name one more time. This time I will never forget.”

Little Feng Jin was stunned for a long time. The red-robed adult Feng Jin stood behind him and smiled.

In unison they said: “Mian Deng Shixiong, you remember well, my name is Wen Fen Jin…..”

And with that, a special person fell into a dark abyss and at the bottom, he found a child named Wen Feng Jin and became the eternal light in his heart.

There is a person who resides my heart.

He likes people who can smile, so I often smiled.

He likes people who are kind, so I mastered my disguise to become one.

He likes people who are strong, so I put on my armor.

He likes people who are righteous, so I stripped off my wolf skin and replaced it with that of a pure lamb.

But I was born to drink blood and eat meat, so I could only cover his eyes with lies, time and time again, to experience the warmth of being loved by him.

I’ve never pitied myself. I’m very blissful. I love him, but the lies will one day be torn down.

So I did everything, regardless of means, even if the light will be stained with dirt, I will still want to firmly imprison it in my heart.

Wen Feng Jin woke and turned to look at the person beside him. His white skin was firm and a radiant line could be drawn from the smooth forehead to the tip of his nose, giving his face a soft delicate look. His closed eyes were covered with thick and curly eyelashes.

A pair of tender lips whispered: “Mian Deng, it’s already a new day on earth.”

From the moment you opened your eyes and disconcertingly said that your name was Wang Xiao Mie with pristine eyes; when you called me Feng Jin as I requested, it was then that I knew.

You have returned….

Wen Feng Jin lowered his head and held on to the person’s lips with extreme care as if it was a melting treasure until the act woke the sleeping person.

Wang Xiao Mie agitatedly opened his eyelids with some difficulty.

“Uhm…. what are you doing! Trying to seduce me into a dream!?”

“Mian Deng.”

“Ah?”

“I want it.”

“…..”

Wang Xiao Mie with a wooden face: Want what? Do you want to die?

What the hell is an undead like you thinking?!

But Wen Feng Jin glued to him tightly. There was a new expression on his face. It was neither psychotic nor gentle but like a cat putting aside its ego and trying to please its master for the first time. Other than rubbing his body close, he was also silently grabbing at his clothes.

Can’t you at least meow.

Furthermore, I don’t think you’re a cat, more like a big wolf!

Why does it seem like the boss has gained another personality?! Could it be that I’ve slept for another year?!

And can’t you read the mood? I was giving you the cold shoulder before I slept!

Wang Xiao Mie’s hand and feet struggled to press down his clothes that were being messed up by Wen Feng Jin.

“Did I miss an episode or you had deliberately fast forward?! Stop pulling damn it! I know you’re a beast that loves your shixiong Mian Deng! I’m Wang Xiao Mie! This geek refuses to be oppressed— if you keep this up I will scream!”

“I refuse to be a stand-in!” Wang Xiao Dumpling was having his leaves stripped off as he made one last roar for his integrity!

But it was of no use…

The undead big dumpling remained uncooperative and continued with his birds and bees thoughts. There was no expression on his face but his eyes were filled with sparkling stars as he devoted himself to removing the dumpling’s wrapping.

And at the moment he was bitten, Wang Xiao Mie raised his hand and with a pa hit him hard in the face.

His clothes were disarray, his face showed anger, and his fist clenched tightly. 

“You’re a big liar! You said you can accept us starting from the beginning but the one you miss when looking at me is your Shixiong!”

“Wen Feng Jin, you clear your head and decide who I am!”

Wang Xiao Mie did not want to be unreasonable but he was firm about this. If Wen Feng Jin could accept this entirely new him, then he was willing to start afresh with him. But if the other party was only looking for the Mian Deng from his past using his body, then he could not allow that!

We men have dignities too you know!

I would rather starve to death than pick up what others have eaten!

“Ha, ha ha ha…..” Wen Feng Jin tilted his head and started laughing. There was a twinkle of excitement in his eyes, “It’s the same. This slap was the same as back then!”

“……”

Oh no, I’ve broken him with my fist.

Wang Xiao Mie swallowed his saliva. The person on top of him suddenly turned gentle again. His lips were bent and the strange pupils were densely filled with affection.

Just as Wang Xiao Mie’s hair was standing on end, Wen Feng Jin lowered his eyes and they both looked straight at each other. He said: “This outer form, I have never liked it. But ever since you entered this body, everything was different.”

“Since this is bothering you so much and even affected our relationship, then let me tell you this, there was never a past or present life, the one I love has always been you….”

The unruly devil vigorously reeled in their line of sight.

Wang Xiao Mie looked at his reflection in the man’s eyes. A finger was placed on his chest.

His lips moved as he said: “More than a thousand years ago the man I loved was called Wang Xiao Mie.”

“You said I’m a liar, but you’re the biggest liar!”

“…..”

“You…. what do you mean?”

“Ah?”

Wen Feng Jin pulled him up and opened the coffin. He reached for the box by the pillow. It was unknown what he did but the box opened with a click. Still in a daze, Wang Xiao Mie saw their hair along with several other little things and also two old and tattered books.

Wen Feng Jin removed the top book and quickly closed the box. He then handed the booklet to him.

“Have a look.”

“This… this is….”

Wang Xiao Mie blankly took the book that could easily be ripped apart with little force.

He turned to the first page and after reading the words on top, he was immediately taken aback!

“This… how is this possible?!!!”

Chapter 19

Back underground, Wang Xiao Mie was leaning against the tree with a dampened spirit. There was a conflict in his mind.

And a strange sense of unease.

His rationality and sensibility were like two little people arguing in his head.

Little White said: Does he like me as I am or that I’m Mian Deng’s reincarnation?

Little Black said: That’s a stupid question. Isn’t the answer obvious? What are you? His painstaking pursuit that eventually turned into an obsession was all for his shixiong Mian Deng, not you Wang Xiao Mie!

Little White said pitifully: But Mian Deng is me, and I’m also Mian Deng…. This is making me feel like I’m a substitute.

Little Black rolled its eyes: Heh! How is that the same? Even if you are him, have you experienced the intense feelings they have for each other? Can you replace that?

What Wen Feng Jin sees in you are past memories, not the present …

The sentence was like a knife piercing his heart. The knife was attached with barbs and when pulled out, his broken heart was bleeding profusely.

The unwilling Little White said: But Feng Jin always smiles at us tenderly, so are his eyes when looking at us.

Little Black sneered: Feng Jin? Why are using such an intimate way to address him?! Wang Xiao Mie, you have seen the fickleness of human nature. Are you used to acting dumb that you can’t see that he’s cruel and dark? Smile? It’s all fake, ok?

Don’t say that you can’t see it! His smile was even faker than those of your pretentious relatives. Who knows he might be hiding his dislike of you behind your back. Idiot!

Little White was admonished till he cried. Little Black dominated and was arrogant.

Wang Xiao Mie with his back against the tree dropped his head and smiled bitterly.

Whoever said that people who often smiled will not feel pain when they were hurt. Whoever said that cheerful people will stay strong even after a loss.

Nonsense. I’m so sad I could die….

“Mian Deng, what’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?” The overly beautiful face came into view and the glowing red mark on his forehead sobered up Wang Xiao Mie.

Seeing Wen Feng Jin frowned in concern, Wang Xiao Mie answered habitually: “Oh, it’s nothing.”

Wang Xiao Mie said hypocritically in his heart: I’m only heartbroken and want to hang myself and die. You don’t have to worry about me. Smiling ironically.

“How can it be nothing? Mian Deng, what’s the matter? You look like you’re about to cry….” Wen Feng Jin took his hand. He moved closer and placed a loving kiss on Wang Xiao Mie’s forehead.

“Is it something that I shouldn’t know?” He paused momentarily, then lowered his voice and asked: “Mian Deng, did you remember something else?”

Looking at the overflowing love in his eyes and the caring touch of his hand, Wang Xiao Mie shook his head: “I don’t remember anything.”

“Is that so? It’s alright, don’t be impatient. Even if it’s a memory, it could still be false. If you remember anything else, you have to tell me ok?” Wen Feng Jin said with a faint smile.

“Got it…”

Wang Xiao Mie felt that Wen Feng Jin’s attitude towards him recovering his memories was somewhat queer and contradicting. Sometimes he was happy, sometimes he was on alert.

Seeing his smiling face, Wang Xiao Mie felt irritated for some reason. It was like that face was a cast that he put on. He had a feeling the real Wen Feng Jin was not like this person who was gentle, caring, and never angered…

His feelings took over and Wang Xiao Mie said: “Don’t smile anymore. Your smile is so fake…”

As soon as he said the sentence, he regretted it right after. And Wen Feng Jin’s widened eyes and frozen smile further made him shudder!

The two were silent for a moment, turning the atmosphere heavy and hard to breathe. Wen Feng Jin lowered his head and Wang Xiao Mie could not see his expression….

He seemed to be quite upset….

It’s over, it’s over! Which brain circuit of mine went haywire?!

Wang Xiao Mie quickly said: “Sorry … that was….my brain was offline. Don’t take it to heart….” He frantically shifted the topic and said loudly, “Oh that’s right! Where’s our hair braid? You didn’t lose it, did you?”

Wen Feng Jin lifted his head and showed a fading smile. His eyes were deep and cold, so cold that Wang Xiao Mie was in jitters. 

Then suddenly, he laughed heartily: “Shixiong don’t have to be afraid, today is our happy day, how could I be angry with you?”

“……” Then can your highness retract your fangs when you say that?

Not angry? You always call me ‘Shixiong’ when you’re angry. Wang Xiao Mie complained internally.

“I stored it in the box inside the coffin. That box contains my most precious items.” At the mention of the box, the boss’s flare simmered down. 

The most precious items…..Wang Xiao Mie’s eyes sparkled.

Wen Feng Jin said: “Shixiong, do you want to see it?”

Wang Xiao Mie: “Uhm, I do want to see it….”

He smiled and nodded: “Alright then, I won’t show it to you.”

Wang Xiao Mie: “……”

Boss, are you that vengeful?! Or are you keeping a private safe from your spouse! I’ll make you kneel on the washboard if it’s true!

Don’t you know that money is only safe in the hands of the wife?! You just exchanged solemn vows with me and now you’re hiding a secret stash. Weep, I’m so miserable. Big dumpling is heartless, hmph!

When Wen Feng Jin had laughed enough, he reverted back to being a good man. He went to fetch water to wipe Wang Xiao Mie’s face and hands, then to his feet. The big hands rubbed his sole with a cloth and when Wang Xiao Mie was ticklish, Wen Feng Jin let go.

“Go to sleep. I’ll always be by your side.”

Wen Feng Jin tidied himself up and laid in the coffin with Wang Xiao Mie. The precious box was on Wen Feng Jin’s side of the coffin. 

Because there was no entertainment in the underground palace and also Wang Xiao Mie’s frequent lethargic state, they mostly spent their time in the coffin sleeping.

When he was enveloped by the waft of bitter fragrance, Wang Xiao Mie positively thought: Who is this embrace for? It might actually be for me.

After Wang Xiao Mie gradually dozed off in the pearl-lit coffin, Wen Feng Jin slowly opened his eyes. Using the faint light, Wen Feng Jin propped up and positioned himself on top of Wang Xiao Mie. He supported himself with one arm and raised the other to his mouth and bit down on his wrist. He then gently placed it on the mouth of the person below him.

The body that was used to receiving blood as its lifeforce began swallowing.

After a while, Wen Feng Jin took back his hand and dotingly brushed his beloved’s face. His infatuated eyes depicted the yearn to kiss his nose and forehead. He lovingly rubbed his lips using his thumb.

The mask that carried the fake smile was pulled off and revealed a cold expression, making the pretty face all the more cruel and tough. But the pair of strange pupils retained its gentleness without any pretense or hypocrisy. He was like a fallen devil who had switched to the good side.

Cold, ruthless, and forever obsessed with the only one person who could give him warmth, this was the real Wen Feng Jin.

“Shixiong, did you remember something else today?”

When he was with Wang Xiao Mie, he would raise his voice, trying to make it sound cheerful. But due to the influence of his personality, this became contradicting and made him somewhat of a perverted clown whose laughter was scalp-numbing.

Wen Feng Jin’s voice when alone was hoarse and deep. His speech was neither fast nor slow, capable of making one feel enticed. 

After he stopped talking, the sleeping Wang Xiao Mie instantly opened his eyes which had turned blood red. His pupils stared motionlessly at the ceiling. He answered slowly, word by word: “No.” 

“Then why wasn’t Shixiong happy today? What are you hiding from me?”

“I was… worried… the person… you like… is Mian Deng.”

“I want…the person…you like…to be Wang… Xiao Mie….”

Wen Feng Jin shook his head, “You’re wrong. The person I like has always been you. Shixiong you don’t understand. It wasn’t because there was a Mian Deng that you’re here, but because of you that there was the Mian Deng that I loved.”

“The one I love is you, it has always been you….”

But I’ve said too many lies and did too many things that I don’t dare to tell you. So now I’m trying my best to be the kind of person you like, so you won’t be able to leave me first…

“Oh one more thing,” Wen Feng Jin touched his face and said with a strange expression: “Is my smile really that fake?”

“Yes.”

“But didn’t Shixiong say you like people who are always smiling? ….you liar…” 

Wen Feng Jin slightly hooked his lips. He put his hand over Wang Xiao Mie’s face to close those scarlet red eyes.

“Shixiong, go back to sleep. I’m truly happy today.” 

Wen Feng Jin laid down on his side. He put his hand on top of his heart and calmly closed his eyes.

Chapter 18

The round moon was hanging in the dark blue sky with the sparkling stars of the Milky Way sprinkling across, and unlike the sunbeam, these lights gently existed with the coolness in the air…

Thick mists and clouds surrounded the mountains and a black building was covered with dew droplets from the deep night. They wore flaming red clothes embedded with gold thread that reflected in the moonlight. Tiny dew droplets formed on the glittering fabric and slid off.

Wang Xiao Mie stared in a daze at the overgrown stone path that led to a structure made of rotten wood which could still be recognized as an age-old building.

“Mian Deng, what’s wrong?” Someone enveloped him from behind and tightly embraced him in his arms.

It was Wen Feng Jin. He was also looking at the abandoned ancient ruins. His eyes were at peace with a smile.

“Nothing. I just feel a sense of familiarity with this scene…I didn’t expect there was such a historical building on top of our tomb.” Wang Xiao Mie looked at the burned marks left on it and felt an unexplainable sadness.

A stream of emotions was stuck in his throat, it wouldn’t come out or go down. It was a sense of hurt.

“This place is similar to the one in my dream….”

“You’re overthinking. Shixiong, have you forgotten? When we were killed, our sect was still fine. How could they be in any trouble?” He faced Wang Xiao Mie and said: “This place is surrounded by powerful auras and situated on a dragon vein. Pity, it was originally occupied by a group of scums. Later, I took care of them and built the underground palace here.”

“Shixiong, do you think I did a good thing? Well?”

Wang Xiao Mie glanced at the dilapidated building and nodded absentmindedly: “….it’s indeed a good thing.”

Wen Feng Jin slowly widened the corner of his lips. A ferocious and morbid smile appeared on the pretty face. His eyes fixated on Wang Xiao Mie’s frown. He could see his sadness but Wen Feng Jin could only feel a sense of satisfaction when looking at the ruins!

Shixiong, look. Those scums who went against us are dead. I burned those filthy things to ashes. I built the underground palace here so they will have to witness our happy-ever-after even in their deaths…

“Mian Deng, don’t look anymore.” The dark night hid the devil’s proud expression. Using an evil look to express the most gentle words, he said: “There’s nothing to see here, it’s dirty and messy. Shall we wait for the sunrise over there?”

“Hm? Ok.” Wang Xiao Mie rubbed his chest and was beckoned towards a big tree by Wen Feng Jin. Under the tree were several stone benches and a broken stone table.

Wen Feng Jin took out his handkerchief and wiped the dust. They both then sat side by side.

The big tree at one point was flourishing but now it was left in a withering state. The branches were widespread and thick, most likely able to withstand the weight of someone climbing it.

The wind from the mountains drifted over. Wang Xiao Mie breathed in the fresh scent of vegetation and the depression gradually vanished, returning him to his uplifted spirit.

For some reason, sitting under this tree was very cooling, as if air-conditioning was pouring out from it.

“Feng Jin, what kind of tree is this? It’s giving off a cool and refreshing aroma like a mint tree!”

Wen Feng Jin thought for a while and a flickering smile flashed by as he swept a glance at Wang Xiao Mie. He raised his finger to his chin and the wide sleeves fell to reveal the pale bony wrist.

He replied in a soft tone: “This is just an ordinary tree. The cold sensation that Shixiong is feeling is probably because…”

Wang Xiao Mie: “Because?” 

“Because this tree was where I hanged the group of scums……all one hundred and seventy-three of them were hanging here, drifting in the wind. There was another gigantic branch but it broke due to the weight. Oh yes, at that time, after their necks were broken, their head would droop and look down at the people below the tree. Umm, it was quite an interesting sight. Hah~”

Wang Xiao Mie: “……”

I, I…… Damn!

A cold breeze blew from behind and he felt a gaze on his back.

Wang Xiao Mie screamed and gave a jump. He was already in a sprinting position when Wen Feng Jin stretched out to grab his waist into his arms. Wang Xiao Mie wanted to break free when he heard Wen Feng Jin laughing out loud.

“That was a lie.” He said.

The large black pupils were focused on the man in his embrace acting like a panicking fawn. A strong sense of sympathy and love surged inside.

“Ha ha, you’re so cute.”

Cute my ass! Wang Xiao Mie rubbed down the goosebumps popping up all over his body.

“You know that people can be scared to their deaths!”

“But Shixiong, you’re already dead.”

“…..believe it or not I’m gonna bite you to death.” What the hell is wrong with that mouth of yours?!

Woof Woof Woof!

Wang Xiao Mie bared his fangs and grinned at him, waving his fist which was caught by Wen Feng Jin. Wen Feng Jin kissed the jade green and cold fingertips with interest and blinked at him.

“That’s fine. Where do you want to bite?”

Why are you looking forward to it?!

He could not break free from Wen Feng Jin’s arm. He laid in his embrace and heard his voice rang through his head: “Mian Deng, there’s another reason why I brought you here. Look at this.”

A pair of scissors and a red hairband was placed on Wang Xiao Mie’s hand.

“Have you heard of jia fa?” (TN: hair binding to signify marriage)

“An endless life was not what I wanted. What I want has always been to be your one and only spouse….”

“….to be inseparable from you. No matter what we become, we will not abandon each other. We’ll always have the other person in our hearts. Shixiong I told you to wait for me, I will certainly come back to marry you.”

“I made it. Now, are you willing to fulfill your promise and marry me?”

The thick mountain fog was dancing like the turbulent seawater. The stars in the night sky began to fade with the moon.

A few rays of orange light dispelled the coldness and illuminated their red wedding clothes.

The Wen Feng Jin at this moment was showing a face filled with warmth and the cruelty in his eyes was replaced with a beauty that could bedazzle anyone.

Wang Xiao Mie was in a trance. It was as if he saw in him the child in the classroom insisting on marrying his Shixiong. At this moment, he had an illusion that he had loved this man for a long time….

“You must’ve planned this from the start.” Wang Xiao Mie sighed and received the pair of scissors.

“It’s my obsession to openly marry you under the sun. Everything I did was for the day that you will wake up and fulfill our promises.”

Wen Feng Jin lowered his eyes and for the first time, Wang Xiao Mie saw him showing a genuine smile that was almost filled with sadness. He looked at Wang Xiao Mie like he was about to cry.

In fact, Wen Feng Jin may not even be aware that his expressions, even when they were hugging or kissing, always carried a tint of aggression. This was also true when he smiled.

It was as if he was preparing for the next second should the illusion disappear and ready to plunge himself into despair again.

Wang Xiao Mie knew from the start that this was not a gentle person but he was helplessly addicted to the crazy infatuation in his eyes when Wen Feng Jin looked at him.

I’m just a face fanatic longing for love.

Wang Xiao Mie had a bitter smile. He gathered a few of their long hair and tied them with the hairband, intertwining the crow black strands.

Wang Xiao Mie’s hair was soft and thin and Wen Feng Jin’s was harder to the touch.

There’s a common belief that people with soft hair have good temperament while those with stiff hair are more domineering.

The sun finally rose and revitalized the earth. The leaves and grass shone jade green as dewdrops were like pearls slipping, off the surface. The clean fresh air carried across the clear chirping of the birds…

Golden orange light lit up the sky….

A man was hugging the person sitting on his lap, burying his head deep in the nook of his neck. He swayed his body slowly and sang an old tune in a low hoarse voice. His eyes stayed on the person in his embrace who was using his thin fingers to twirl around the locks of hair, braiding them together.

Golden scissors snipped off the hair and the thin fingers tied it with the red ribbon.

The singing stopped. Wen Feng Jin wrapped one hand around his body and the other grasped the braid tightly.

“Mian Deng, call me Feng Jin…”

Wang Xiao Mie was a little shy but he still complied: “Feng Jin….”

“Mian Deng, say you love me….” the hoarse voice seemed to have changed its tune.

Wang Xiao Mie swallowed his words for a long time before spitting out the sentence: “I, hmm, that hmm……I love you.”

The last two words were not audible. The other person did not respond for quite some time. When Wang Xiao Mie thought that Wen Feng Jin couldn’t hear him, a droplet and another fell on his face and shoulder.

Hm? Rain?

Wang Xiao Mie opened his palm to test the rain and said: “Feng jin, it’s rai——ning.”

“Don’t look!”

A cold hand covered Wang Xiao Mie’s eyes.

Wang Xiao Mie bowed his head. The visage just now replayed in his head over and over. The face that no matter the circumstance, would show an indifference had lost its usual camouflage. Instead, there was a look of grief and despair of being pushed into a cliff. And those dark black eyes were filled with transparent liquid…

Wen Feng Jin cried.

But those weren’t tears of joy.

Why? 

He had clearly said it, didn’t he? Why?

After a good while, the man finally let him go and stood up. He placed the braid carefully into his clothes. He once again put on the look of tenderness and said: “Shixiong, let’s go. We should be heading back now….”

After being led back for a while, Wang Xiao Mie bit his lips and asked softly: “Do you want Mian Deng’s feelings…… or mine…..”

The person in front stopped and strengthened his grip on Wang Xiao Mie’s hand.

“What are you saying. You are you, Mian Deng. We’re home.”

Looking at the broad shoulders in front, Wang Xiao Mie sighed.

His heart had turned completely cold.

Chapter 17

Wang Xiao Mie sat up and took the cold outstretched hand. He stepped out of the coffin and started stretching his back, following behind Wen Feng Jin. He was then carried across the metal chain into one of the side halls.

Standing in front of the bronze mirror, Wang Xiao Mie stood still and let Wen Feng Jin tie his waistband and groom his clothes. He smacked his lips and sighed with satisfaction: “What a good man!”

Next, he was seated on a stool. The man’s robe was loose as he stood behind him to skillfully comb his hair. After a few strokes, his hair was perfectly styled. Wang Xiao Mie rubbed his thumb and forefinger to show the figure behind him.

“Honey, let’s make a heart shape.”

Wen Feng Jin spread his lips and chuckled with the mesmerizing pale blue face. He then returned his focus to tying Wang Xiao Mie’s hair. The slender fingers wound around his hair with meticulous care for fear that it would hurt him.

Heh, heh~~

What luck to have met such a handsome and considerate husband in this life. This was definitely unobtainable when he was alive, he did not even dare to dream. Unexpectedly after his death, he could live in a big house loaded with gold and silver and someone to care for him….

Weep I can die a happy death…. Oh wait, I’m already dead….

Wang Xiao Mie sat happily on the round stool and said: “Oh that’s right. If it wasn’t for the man named Zhen Bei, I wouldn’t know that the beads on this hairband are so precious. It’s better to put them away lest I lose them.”

He then asked: “Did you not know about their value?”

Wen Feng Jin: “Of course I know what they are.”

Wang Xiao Mie: “Then why do you use it as an ornament for a hairband?”

Wen Feng Jin: “Fish pearls are usually worn to bless the wearer with clear sight.”

Wang Xiao Mie: “….. you’re wasting away precious treasure.” Boss, I have perfect eyesight, I don’t need this thing.

“Shixiong deserves the best.” As Feng Wen Jin said this with no second thought. He was done tying the red hairband inlaid with gold dust and proceeded to put a jade crown on him.

“…..”

Wang Xiao Mie sat on the stool with a straight face. 

Awww…. I think I’m in love.

Wang Xiao Mie stood up after his hair was done. Wen Feng Jin did not go on to dress himself but hugged him from the back with his chest bared.

From the bronze mirror, he could see the man sentimentally latched himself to him and buried his head on his shoulder.

“By the way, do you remember what happened that day with the tomb robber?”

Wang Xiao Mie was feeling itchy on his shoulder and was tempted to touch the hair on the other person’s head. He responded in surprise: “Why are you asking about this? Of course I remember. I was using the latrine and suddenly a man dropped down. Umm… he did not look like a bad person. In order to restore his brother’s eyesight, he came to look for the fish pearls which I gave to him in the end. But I know outsiders are not allowed in the tomb palace so I wanted Muyi to send him away….”

“Something wrong?”

“No. It’s nothing” 

“To tell you the truth, I was quite touched …. That day when we ate hotpot, although I said I’ll stay with you, I did not expect you to trust me unconditionally. I know the tomb palace is our house, they may have their difficulties but it is still stealing after all. And yet you weren’t even mad at me when I let him off….”

“Thank you Feng Jin.”

“It’s nothing. Whatever it is that you want, I will never refuse.”

Wen Feng Jin’s gentle face that was hidden behind Wang Xiao Mie’s shoulder showed a sinister smile. The black ominous pupils were filled with delight….

And I thought he was a big dumpling with a gloomy disposition, turns out he’s unexpectedly kind….Wang Xiao Mie thought with a tinge of guilt.

Because Wang Xiao Mie felt that he had wronged Wen Feng Jin by siding with outsiders, and also giving away the treasure Wen Feng Jin gave him, he was very accepting of Wen Feng Jin’s advances for the following days.

And the face fanatic Wang Xiao Mie was never shy to begin with. He couldn’t wait to get intimate with Wen Feng Jin on a daily basis. Before the day even ended, he would heh heh heh and hid in the coffin, waiting for Wen Feng Jin to ‘tackle’ him. 

A good husband with a good face, understanding, compliant, and super indulgence. I’m an idiot if I let him go!

After all, we’re both grown men, what’s there to be shy about?

Wang Xiao Mie thought in his heart: So we are at the dating stage now?

Wen Feng Jin: In my heart, we’re already at the stage of having babies (smirk).

“By the way, Mian Deng, what did you dream about today?” Wen Feng Jin asked out of the blue.

Wang Xiao Mie recounted the entire dream for him, then asked with uncertainty: “Say… will I really turn into someone else?”

“You won’t turn into someone else, you’ve always been you.” Wen Feng Jin said with unshakeable faith. “You’re only remembering the little parts. Later, more memories of our past will come back.”

“…”

Wang Xiao Mie nodded but was still carrying a frown. The dream was too realistic. He was conflicted whether it was his past memories or the memories of this body.

Wen Feng Jin: “But today is indeed my birthday….”

Wang Xiao Mie: “Ha?!!! Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!! A birthday …. Ai, we can’t get a cake now and there’s nothing to eat in the tomb palace….” let alone do something romantic.

Want to blow a candle and make a wish? Haha, sorry but the lights in our tomb are all mermaid lamps that have not been burned out even after more than a thousand years!

Seeing Wang Xiao Mie’s disappointed look, Wen Feng Jin said: “Since today is my birthday and you’ve also been cooped up in here for too long, I planned to take you outside to have a look.”

“Go out!?” Wang Xiao Mie widened his eyes. “Boss we’re zombies now! Big dumplings! The kind that bites and kills people in movies. What if we’re caught and experimented on?!”

Even if they weren’t caught, both of them have been living on a mountain of treasures, what if someone came and took away their home when they were out….

But he did want to go…

“Above our tomb is an expanse of mountain ranges with dangerous terrains. Also, the surroundings should now be covered with dense desolated forests. We’ll only go for a couple of hours…” Wen Feng Jin slowly combed his fingers through the hair of the person in front of him.

“Besides, I really want to watch the sunrise with you again…. Is that ok?” he smiled gently at Wang Xiao Mie.

Wang Xiao Mie: yes yes yes!

Gasp~ this dumpling is just too beautiful!

Chapter 16

Mists and clouds hovered over a mountain ridge, passing through a black pagoda covered in fog. A handsome and bright youth in light blue clothes was holding a rolled-up book. His gentle eyes looked at the radish heads spinning in their seats as they recited from their textbooks.

As he swept his gaze across and paused on one of them, the child’s evasive eyes and face turning blue caused him to smile helplessly.

“That’s it for today.” He put down his book and the short radish heads became rambunctious and started to gather around his feet, calling: “Da Shixiong, Da Shixiong.”

After he coaxed the mischievous children away, the light blue sleeves scented with pine wood, drifted towards the remaining boy who was older than the rest of the other children.

The expressionless boy was packing his books. Because of his soft features and special pupils that gave off a gloomy feel, he was particularly unsociable. His eyes would carry a demonic vibe as he looked at anyone, making them feel queasy. At such a young age, he was isolated even in this secluded mountain school. 

But the Da Shixiong who was approaching adolescence was not at all repulsed by the boy. He looked at the scrawny boy with his head down and once again smiled uncontrollably.

The boy continued to act indifferent but his cheeks were gradually turning red. He blinked twice and murmured in low voice: “I won in that fight….”

“Right, right, right, but you didn’t even gain anything.”

“Mian Deng Shixiong!”

The child finally raised his head and yelled angrily, revealing his one black eye like a panda.

“…”

“…”

“Ha haha haa!”

“Shixiong!”

The little boy was angry with embarrassment. He clenched his fist and lunged right into the embrace of the youth with the warm and gentle smile, clutching his slender waist. The lighthearted youth was tightly hugged by the small arms.

“I hate Shixiong the most!”

Although these were the words of the little brat who buried his head into Mian Deng’s chest, the way he rubbed his cheeks against Mian Deng and the reddening ears said otherwise. 

“It’s almost your eleventh birthday, what do you want? Hm?” 

Mian Deng lowered his eyes on the kid. His jade white face was filled with tenderness as he dotingly combed through the back of the boy’s head, picking out the bits of leaves sticking on it.

No doubt, he must’ve been rolling on the ground during the fight….

“I can ask for anything?” the boy in his arms raised his head and asked. His narrow and long eyes with the large black pupils were bright and full of hope. “I can really have anything I want?!”

“Of course.” He said.

The little boy was instantly jubilant as if he had just received everything in the world. He said: “Then I want Shixiong to be my wife! I must marry Shixiong when I grow up. Mian Deng Shixiong, is that ok?”

The stunned Shixiong started laughing again.

“There has to be Yin and Yang in everything. Little fool, two men cannot get married. Do not speak such unorthodox things again, got it? Don’t make Shifu angry and punish you again.”

The furious boy yelled: “Shixiong is a liar. Shixiong said I can wish for anything! If the world doesn’t allow it, I will change the rules to my liking in the future.”

The smiling Shixiong turned pale, “Quiet! Anyone can say that in private but you can’t. Do you hear me? You absolutely cannot say such things!”

Tears began to swell up in the boy’s eyes. Mian Deng only saw those evil looking eyes as those of a deer, he couldn’t help but feel tender towards it.

“Shixiong lied…” The boy did not cry when he was bullied for his weak appearance and background. He did not cry when pressed on the ground and hit till he bled. Every time that he was humiliated or punished, he would only stare obstinately. 

And yet at this moment, he silently let the golden droplets fall.

Mian Deng’s heart melted into a pool, he held him close and said helplessly: “Fine, fine, I agree. Happy now?” When you grow up, see if I don’t use this to make fun of you.

The boy was happy again. He rubbed his tears with his sleeve and said with a serious face: “Mian Deng you have to wait for me! I will definitely marry you in the future!”

Shixiong knocked on his head: “Little rascal, address me as Shixiong!”

“I don’t care! Mian Deng, promise me quickly!” 

“Fine fine fine, I promise you…”

“I will wait for you, Feng Jin…”

I will always wait for you. Until you grow up, until you have the power to protect the ones important to you…

Until then, I will continue to open my arms for you. 

You have to live on…

Feng Jin.

In the coffin, Wang Xiao Mie’s two-tone wedding clothes were loosened and pulled down to his elbow. Red love marks were imprinted on his skin from behind the ears to the chest and even lower…

The bare shoulder was covered with kisses from the beautiful lips. The long hair scattered and intertwined with each other.

Wang Xiao Mie woke up in a daze from the pain of being bitten. For a moment, he was confused as to where he was.

“Feng Jin… I think I just had a dream.”

The person on top of him paused and spoke in a low hoarse voice that tickled his ears: “I also had a dream. And it was a good dream….”

Wang Xiao Mie could not stand the man’s smile and shrugged his shoulders to gently push him away.

“Stop doing that….”

Wen Feng Jin responded with an ambiguous ‘uhm’. Every time the flat abdomen was pressed, this person would make minute trembles, arousing his interest to continue. 

The view below the neckline was even more beautiful but Wen Feng Jin did not continue. For today, this was the limit that Wang Xiao Mie could accept him.

He neatly closed the loosened collar.

“This will be the last one….”

Any other sound from Wang Xiao Mie was muffled as Wen Feng Jin raised his head and used his lips to gently pinch Wang Xiao Mie’s lower lip. The act was filled with an unwillingness to let go.

The shuffling sounds from the clothes eventually died down. The man pressing on him turned the mechanism inside the coffin and the huge lid slid open. The tree with the bright burning blossoms loomed into view and its charming fragrance wafted in. 

Wang Xiao Mie raised his hand to cover his mouth. He was most alike a living person the closer he was to the tree. His eyes were spirited and his face was blushing red from the afterglow of the intimacy.

The beautiful man who had undressed him before was getting unruly by the minute. He stepped out of the coffin and turned back to Wang Xiao Mie with a full-bloomed smile, reaching out to him inside the coffin.

“Come, Mian Deng, I’ll help you tie your hair.”

Chapter 15

In the tomb passageway, several cylindrical light beams were shining on the ground. A group of people who had just chased away a long-haired monster was leaning against the tomb wall to rest. All of them were wounded to some degree and the one with the heaviest injuries had already blacked out, lying on the ground and breathing heavily.

The man who had accompanied them knelt down on one knee. His hand gripped the handle of an ancient bronze sword, plunging it into the ground to support his weight. If it wasn’t for the ancient sword that was normally used to repel evil spirits, he wouldn’t be able to chase away the terrible monster that attacked them just now. But when the monster was pushed back, his brother Zhen Bei had also fallen into a trap door!

His fingers groped the ground and an anxious look took over the cold face.

“Second brother, Xiao Ju Zi’s treatment cannot be delayed any longer…” Another wounded man said impatiently: “This is only the tomb palace’s entrance and already we’ve met with such danger. It’s already not a job for only a few men like us. If we stay here any longer, I don’t know what else will come out!”

The second brother, namely Zhen Mu, frowned and said: “So we’ll just let Zhen Bei wait here for his death?”

“…..of course that’s not what I meant. But …” but this place is so dangerous, can you even survive after falling into a trap door?!

But he could not be so blunt with his words. The strong-looking man sighed as a hint. He then squatted down next to the seriously injured Xiao Ju Zi to feed him some water.

Looking at the youngest guy of the group, Zhen Mu clenched his fist and punched the ground. He mulled over the matter for a while before standing up with his sword in hand, he said to his underlings: “….alright, let’s go. We’ll send Xiao Ju Zi out for treatment. Then I’ll come back here with the people above the ground. No matter what, even if he’s dead I still have to see his corpse.”

The group was a little relieved. They packed in a hurry, carrying their injured ones and prepared to leave. Zhen Mu carried his backpack and followed behind with a sullen look.

Suddenly, a succession of clicking sounds like someone was being choked encroached from the tomb pathway!

“Something is coming!” Zhen Mu shouted, his sword was already drawn. When the group was frozen in panic, a red lizard-like monster hurled a humanoid object towards them!

Before Zhen Mu could react, the monster had turned and left.

“Ow my waist—!” the thing on the ground cried out in pain and tried to stand up with some difficulty. He hugged his waist and spat. “Pei pei! I swallowed a mouthful of dirt! Oh? Second brother! I finally get to see you!”

“Zhen Bei?! Why are you here!?”

Zhen Mu helped his brother up with a surprised look. Before he could say anything else, Zhen Bei became excited like a child and took out a small bead from his bag, “Brother! I found the fish pearl!”

“What?!”

…

“This is the punishment you were talking about?”

Wang Xiao Mie was wearing a white unlined garment and his pants were removed and left to one side. He squatted and dipped his butt in the basin. All he needed now was a bottle of feminine wash and he could finish his hygiene care in the span of a song. 

Wang Xiao Mie who had thought that he was going to be beaten or hanged was washing his buttocks with an expression he would use to attend a funeral.

Damn it! What the hell?!

“Why? Shixiong feels this is not enough? Do I have to do something to you so you will feel satisfied?” Wen Feng Jin laughed with ridicule and assumed a posture like he was going to grab his clothes, “since it’s Shixiong who wanted this, I will comply…”

“…”

The moment he put down his hand, Wang Xiao Mie’s whole body gave a slight startle. Because he was scared silly by Wen Feng Jin before, even when he smiled now, the fear still lingered in his heart, preventing Wang Xiao Mie from acting mischievously in front of him like always.

The peaceful interactions between the two disappeared in a flash. In fact, Wang Xiao Mie was now much more fearful towards Wen Feng Jin than when they first met.

Seeing Wang Xiao Mie’s listless look as he dropped his head. Wen Feng Jin took back his smile and the hand that was lowered clenched into a fist…..

The Wang Xiao Dumpling who was squatting and scrubbing was suddenly embraced by the other person. He kneeled close and held the back of his head with one hand and the other slid into the water basin and pressed on the cold and soft place where the water was bubbling.

Uhm???

Uhm!!!

“There’s no need. No need! I’ll do it myself—damn it, don’t touch me! I’ll do it myself— Aaah!” Wang Xiao Dumpling gave out a pathetic cry. My god, the big dumpling is acting up!

He flopped like a mud fish in the arms of the big dumpling but he could not slide away from the iron-like shoulders. In the end, he gave up and laid like a salted fish, obediently letting the paws of the big dumpling gently scrub him clean.

After washing for a long time, every part of him was scrubbed over by the big dumpling. He pulled the little dumpling up like a child and gently wiped the water droplets on him with a cloth. 

“I don’t want Mian Deng to be touched by anyone. I also do not allow anyone to see your body. If Mian Deng was seen, then his body will be stained….”

“The dirty parts have to be cleaned up.”

“If the stain is on the skin, then we’ll wash it off. If it’s in the flesh and bones, then we’ll tear it down, if it’s in the heart …..then we’ll pull it out and throw it away…”

“Alright, you’re clean now Mian Deng….”

Wen Feng Jin threw aside the cloth and hugged the pantless Wang Xiao Mie. He loosened his outer garment and lunged forward to paste his chest close. Through the thin white fabric, they could feel the cool temperatures transmitting where their skin touched.

“Mian Deng, you smell so good, I want to eat you up. Can I have a bite?”

“…..”

“Ha~ I’m just kidding….”

Wang Xiao Mie’s chest was a degree colder. Wen Feng Jin’s chest was also cold but there was a weak series of heartbeat underneath.

Wang Xiao Mie looked at the crazy infatuation and stubbornness in Wen Feng Jin’s eyes and swallowed hard.

Whoever tells me that this guy ain’t’ sick I’ll have a bone to pick with him! How is this normal? This is clearly the last stage of an incurable mental disease!

“Shixiong, are you hungry?”

“I…. I’m not hungry. I just ate….”

“No, you’re hungry. You need me.” Wen Feng Jin shifted his head and looked at him with a smile. The black pupils dilated and the blood-red symbol in between his brows dazzled, inducing a sense of dizziness.

Wang Xiao Mie’s head swayed back and forth, feeling incredibly sleepy. He couldn’t help dropping his eyelids. In his daze, he vaguely saw Wen Feng Jin pulled down his collar and revealed his neck. The long fingernails cut deep into the skin…..

Isn’t that painful…..

“Mian Deng, go ahead and eat. Look at you, you never speak your mind. You keep saying things to provoke my anger. Ha~ but I can never be mad at you. When you wake up, you will once again accept me like before….”

Wang Xiao Mie’s lips touched the soft skin and he gave it a lick.

Hmm, it’s bitter….