Perhaps sensing someone's strong concern, Yi Heye sneezed quietly.
He shook his head, focused, and continued to carry the speaker, slowly walking forward with the group.
More than ten hours had passed since he and Jian Yunxian parted ways. With one less person around to occasionally act silly, Yi Heye actually felt a little bored.
As Chen Sang's band slowly entered the residential area amidst their rousing songs, this familiar scene made Yi Heye feel a little uneasy.
The loud music blasted through the quiet street, like a hand crumpling a neat piece of paper into a ball and then unfolding it, only making people irritable and disgusted.
Yi Heye recalled that he lived in a high-rise building with more than 20 floors, and was occasionally woken up by the loud music of this group of people.
In fact, Chen Sang's singing voice is not bad, but this group of people never go to formal occasions or choose the right time. Thinking the worst, it even seems like they are deliberately retaliating.
Such reckless and crazy street-clashing behavior, even if you invited a superstar to sing a song, would probably still result in eggs being thrown at you by the irritable citizens.
The moment Yi Heye had this thought, a mechanical dog rushed out of the courtyard next to him, barking wildly as it charged into the group, attempting to wreak havoc.
Then, with another "whoosh," it was sent flying by the burly man's guitar.
In modern times, live pets are becoming increasingly rare, and most people choose to buy robotic pets as companions or for guarding their homes. After all, they are clean, obedient, and easy to care for, making them an excellent choice.
Just like many wealthy people who are afraid of marriage, they choose to customize their own AI lover to spend their lives with.
As long as you don't mind that the other person isn't human, they will always be your invaluable soulmate.
Yi Heye inexplicably thought of Jian Yunxian again, but quickly stopped himself—
Seeing a dog makes him think of Jian Yunxian; it seems he's truly terrified of being bitten by this guy.
Soon, the farce started by a dog quickly ignited a war.
Things started being thrown at the ground again, shattering everywhere with a clattering sound. People on the ground were laughing shrilly, giving the middle finger, and cursing. One person, like a stray dog claiming its territory, unbuckled his belt, whistled, and urinated in someone else's corner...
Yi Heye's older brother, who was playing bass to his left, was hit on the head by a flying brick, but the next second, he picked up a rock from the ground and smashed the other party's window through.
Yi Heye, who was not good at dealing with crowds, could only cower under the speakers, not daring to breathe.
He could only let the screams, cheers, curses, wails, and shattering sounds brush past him.
Chen Sang's singing voice has long been drowned out; it's always the same—starting earnestly and ending in a complete mess.
Yi Heye glanced at her discreetly. He couldn't see her expression from the back row, but it was clear that she had already given up on singing. She tucked the microphone behind her waist and joined the group in howling and fighting.
A bunch of hopeless lunatics.
After completing this round, half the night was almost gone. Through a combination of deception and robbery, the money bag was about half full.
Chen Sang also looked exhausted at this moment, and she was walking with a limp. In the light, Yi Heye could see that her eyes were quite unfocused.
When the group stopped, Chen Sang wearily raised his hand and snapped his fingers in the air. The band, which had already fallen apart, scattered with a bang—it was free time, and everyone would leave each other alone.
Liu Zhi and Chen Sang went in two different directions. Yi Heye stood in the middle of the road, hesitated for a moment, and finally followed Chen Sang, following his intuition.
After all, Liu Zhi had just had an accident last night, and judging from his condition today, it's unlikely he'll have to go through that again.
But Yi Heye was still somewhat unwilling. At this moment, he had completely forgotten that he was a lone wolf who never needed a partner, and just thought that it would be good if Jian Yun was free, at least they could split up and act separately.
Then he quickly restrained himself—his daily quota of thinking about scumbags was still seriously over the limit, and as long as he kept a close eye on Chen Sang, there wouldn't be any problems.
At this moment, Chen Sang, who was strolling into the alley, turned around and saw Yi Heye. His tired face immediately lit up with a smile: "Xiao Ye? Why aren't you playing with them?"
Yi Heye shook his head and walked to her side: "I'm not familiar with them."
"Hey!" Chen Sang grabbed his shoulder, trying to push him back. "Play with boys more often. You've never been sociable since you were little, no wonder you can't make friends!"
Yi Heye had no idea that he was unsociable and unable to make friends when he was a child. He made a brief excuse in his mind, and then continued his act: "Forget it, they look so scary. Of all these people, you're the only one I know. I'll stick with you tonight."
Chen Sang seemed determined to remove him from her side, and without listening to his explanation, she shoved him into the crowd.
Once Yi Heye stood still, his body seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move an inch no matter how much Chen Sang pushed him.
Seeing that the situation was at a stalemate, Yi Heye could only grit his teeth and say, "I had a fight with my boyfriend and I wanted to confide in you."
Sure enough, Chen Sang fell for it.
The slender girl glanced at him absentmindedly, seemed to ponder for a moment, and finally softened, letting go of the hand that was pushing him away.
"Alright, go ahead," Chen Sang said casually, pulling him back. "I can give you some bad ideas."
After keeping the person behind and the conversation fell silent, Yi Heye belatedly realized that he needed to say something.
In that instant, seeing Chen Mu's blank yet earnestly waiting gaze, his mind went blank with nervousness—
He had to make something up, something about his "romantic setbacks" with Jian Yunxian, on the spot, without even having a chance to draft it.
Yi Heye stammered, his mind blank: "I...uh...with him..."
Chen Sang couldn't concentrate and seemed not to hear what he was saying, so she interrupted, "I'm so curious, how did you two meet? Logically speaking, you shouldn't have any connection..."
Yi Heye felt a chill run down his spine, unsure how to answer—he couldn't very well tell him that the guy was his prey, and then, while he was hunting, he ended up…
Seeing Yi Heye's troubled expression, Chen Sang seemed to realize something, or rather, misunderstand something. She widened her eyes and said thoughtfully, "Oh dear, I knew it! Those upper-class people, besides doing *that* kind of thing, who would go to District D for no reason!"
Before Yi Heye could react to what Chen Sang was saying, he said, "But now that you've both found partners, you should try to avoid hooking up outside as much as possible. It's really not clean, and messing around can easily lead to illness."
Yi Heye then realized that this guy was convinced that he and Jian Yunxian had met through a hookup, and hurriedly explained, "I didn't..."
"Oh? First time trying something new? And you just happened to meet your true love? You can only say you're lucky to have met such a decent, rich man who's willing to take responsibility for you." Chen Sang began to justify himself again. "However, men who specifically come to District D to meet up and go shopping are generally not good people. You're such an innocent and naive girl who hasn't seen the world. You'd better be careful when you meet this kind of old fox."
Seeing that this guy had already laid out his and Jian Yunxian's script and character settings without him saying a word, he felt a little relieved on the one hand, but not quite satisfied with the content on the other.
But he couldn't make up the story himself, so he could only make do and follow the plot.
"So what's troubling you?" Chen Sang finally handed the screenwriter's pen back to Yi Heye.
Looking at the semi-open-ended essay in front of him, Yi Heye carefully gave a universal answer: "I don't think he loves me enough."
Before he could finish speaking, he thought of Jian Yunxian himself and was so ashamed he wanted to dig three feet into the ground.
Chen Sang: "What specific manifestations are there?"
Yi Heye quickly focused his mind and fabricated a story based on the clues: "I think he's hiding a lot of things from me..."
Jian Yunxian was indeed hiding many things from him—such as his true identity, his purpose in deliberately approaching him, the limits of his abilities, and the significance of everything he did…
Yi Heye suddenly realized that during this period, this guy had practically exposed his underwear, yet he didn't even know if he had anything hidden under his buttons.
So I got really angry.
Chen Sang nodded, signaling him to continue.
Yi Heye got the hang of it and quickly gave his second reason: "He sometimes acts without any sense of propriety, and it seems like he particularly likes to make me angry."
Speaking of this, Yi Heye had endless grievances to share, but were too inconvenient to express.
How many times has this guy deliberately scared me at crucial moments, and why does he always do things that have no boundaries, like stealing my first kiss or forcing me to get aroused...?
Yi Heye embellished his words with a few trivial remarks, but the more he talked, the angrier he became—this person is really too wicked!
"That's really going too far," Chen Sang said. "Is there anything else?"
In a fit of anger, Yi Heye blurted out, "What angers me the most is that he actually... doesn't remember!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Yi Heye realized he had made a mistake, but Chen Sang had obviously already heard him, and it was too late to take them back.
"Don't remember what?" Chen Sang's eyes widened slowly. "You don't mean... about sleeping in the bed with me, do you?"
Damn it. Yi Heye realized he had spoken out of turn, but he couldn't explain himself, so he could only blush and grit his teeth to accept the false information.
"He's definitely faking it!" Chen Sang exclaimed indignantly. "He told me he loved sleeping with you! If he's faking amnesia the first time, he's just trying to avoid taking responsibility for you!! Damn, what a scumbag!!"
Yi Heye could only hear the last two words, and nodded in agreement: "Scumbag!"
Chen Sang grumbled and cursed for a long time, but then seemed to think of Jian Yunxian's usual behavior and straightened the scales slightly: "Xiao Ye, before I met you, this guy was definitely a scumbag. So what is he like now?"
Yi Heye was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
Chen Sang: "For example, has he gradually corrected his habit of bullying you?"
Yi Heye thought for a moment and remembered that when they first met, this guy even tried to pin the blame for murder on him. Now, although he still likes to touch him from time to time, he has committed fewer serious crimes. Most of the time, when he realizes something is wrong, he is very proactive in admitting his guilt. During the time the sanatorium was burned down, he even took the blame for him.
It is still making visible progress.
So Yi Heye nodded, still somewhat bewildered.
Chen Sang: "So how does he usually treat you? I saw him peel shrimp for you when he ate. At home, can he cook? Does he usually take care of people?"
Yi Heye was focused on his work and didn't notice the man peeling shrimp for him. However, he remembered that the man had made delicious fried eggs that morning, and he would also make milk for him. When he was seriously ill before, the man even rode a little robot to bring him tea and water.
Without judging him with any prejudice, he is indeed very caring.
“I think he really loves you. He understands your feelings, corrects your mistakes, and is so considerate and caring…” Chen Sang pondered for a moment, “I feel that your lack of security is mainly due to your relationship on your first meeting. I think you need to open your eyes wider, ask yourself if you like him, and carefully observe whether this person is worth entrusting your life to…”
Yi Heye was still immersed in the script and hadn't come to his senses. For a moment, he even felt that what Chen Sang said made sense.
At this point, Chen Sang's face, which he was trying to maintain, looked quite pale.
Yi Heye focused his mind, remembering his mission for tonight: to drag Chen Sang along and see if she was hiding any secrets.
At this moment, Chen Sang's breathing became rapid, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. Yi Heye knew that he was probably about to be seen.
Chen Sang glanced around in a panic, clutched her stomach, and pointed to a dark public toilet, saying, "Hey, my stomach hurts, I need to use the restroom."
Yi Heye knew this was an excuse and asked, "Are you not feeling well? Do you need me to...?"
"Get out of my way," Chen Sang said, forcing a playful smile as she pushed Yi Heye away. "You even come with me to the bathroom? Are you interested in me?"
Yi Heye blushed at the question, but in order to buy time, he could only swallow his pride and say, "I like men, haven't you known that since we were little?"
Chen Sang slapped him with a laugh, then turned around and grinned as she crawled into the toilet. Yi Heye could feel that her fingers were already ice-cold, and even her breathing was trembling.
Even under these circumstances, he still endured the pain and said to Yi Heye, "Since you're not coming home tonight, if he cares about you and asks if you're going home, it means he still loves you!"
Yi Heye was only focused on her unusual behavior and didn't take her words to heart at all.
As a result, less than half a minute after the girl went inside, Yi Heye's phone received several messages from unknown numbers.
"Sir? Why did you block me?"
Where are you? Are you coming back tonight? Do you want me to come pick you up?
"Is everything alright? Did you run into any trouble?"
"Wait a moment, I'm coming to find you."
Author's Note:
Look how anxious he is.