“Be serious, I am talking about proper business. You said you are sealed here, so I will help you undo the seal and restore your freedom.”
However, Gu Rong shook his head. He lowered his head and looked at the young man before him. His pitch-black pupils reflected Lin Shuhuai’s image.
He gazed intently at his beloved, the tenderness and possessiveness in his eyes intertwining with each other like a blob of black ink, sinking continuously.
Yet his eyelashes covered the emotion within his eyes, preventing anyone from seeing through his mind. Only he himself knew how agonizingly difficult it was to endure.
“How could it be so easy? With this body of yours, you would die before you even got close to the magic array.”
Gu Rong let out a sigh, his tone filled with utter helplessness.
“Then what should be done? You cannot possibly stay trapped here for the rest of your life.”
Lin Shuhuai furrowed his brow, speaking dissatisfiedly, “What wrong did you commit to get yourself sealed away?”
Gu Rong did not speak. Crossing his arms, he chose to diverge from this topic.
“It is getting late. You should hurry back and rest. With me keeping watch here, you are absolutely safe.”
Gu Rong urged Lin Shuhuai, wanting him to go to sleep.
Lin Shuhuai knew that the person before him did not wish to answer this question. He sighed, asking no further questions. This was someone else’s private affair, so if Gu Rong did not take the initiative to speak of it, he would not ask further either.
“Then you… forget it, suit yourself.” Lin Shuhuai let out a sigh and let him be. His guard against Gu Rong lowered slightly.
Otherwise, what else could he do? He was merely a frail, ordinary human with no strength to strangle a chicken, who would pant after running a few hundred meters.
Lin Shuhuai turned around and walked upstairs, leaving Gu Rong with only a thin, slender back.
Gu Rong kept his gaze on him, withdrawing his sight only after Lin Shuhuai’s figure vanished at the corner.
He came to the window, pulled back the curtain, and stared at the black mist, an irritated aura emanating from between his brows.
“Tsk, truly persistent like an unsoured ghost.”
Seeming to hear Gu Rong’s words, the black mist began to churn, as if possessing a life of its own. It retreated backward, gradually fading from Gu Rong’s field of vision.
As the black mist dispersed, it revealed the original appearance of the village. It remained just as deathly silent, like a deserted city, exuding an unusual aura all over.
“You ran pretty fast,” Gu Rong let out an displeased tsk. “I will let you off this time, but if you appear before me again, I will definitely give you a lesson.”
Gu Rong withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look toward the second floor, his face restoring its usual gentleness. His eyes were so brimming with affection that it nearly overflowed.
“Teacher…” Gu Rong raised his right hand to his lips, his mouth lightly touching the emerald thumb ring on his thumb. A few moans escaped from the corner of his mouth, carrying a thick sense of lust that made one fall deeply into it.
“Teacher, I have finally waited for you. This time, I will not let you escape from my side,” he uttered another sentence. His deep voice dissipated into the air.
As his words fell, the surrounding temperature grew even colder.
He inhaled the air, which held the residual scent left behind by Lin Shuhuai. It was not much, yet it was enough to satisfy his heart completely.
His eyes were filled with possessiveness. Looking closely, there were also dark red blood vessels, like a intricate spider web occupying the whites of his eyes, making one shudder to behold.
Gu Rong strode forward, walking upstairs without the slightest hesitation. He had completely forgotten that he had promised Lin Shuhuai he would guard the house downstairs.
Gu Rong’s footsteps were very light, devoid of any sound, because he was afraid his noise would disturb Lin Shuhuai. Gu Rong did not want him to know that he had come upstairs.
Following the faint scent lingering in the air, he arrived at Lin Shuhuai’s room.
Gu Rong stood at the door, making no movement, simply staring blankly at the bedroom door in front of him.
Through the door, Gu Rong could see the scene inside. In his vision, Lin Shuhuai took off his jacket and went into the bathroom carrying clothes to change into.
Once he went inside, Gu Rong could not wait to follow him in.
The bathroom was filled with swirling steam and moisture, making even the mirror completely fogged up and impossible to see clearly.
“Achoo!” Lin Shuhuai sneezed. “Why am I sneezing? Could it be that I caught a cold? But it is only the peak of summer, so someone must be talking bad about me behind my back.”
Lin Shuhuai thought, taking off his shirt and tossing it aside casually. He wiped the mirror with his hand, clearing away a bit of the water mist on it.
His face revealed itself in the mirror. Continuous shocks had turned his complexion even paler, his lips carrying an unnatural hint of purple. The short sleep in the afternoon had failed to relax his spirit, leaving him even more exhausted instead, with dark circles hanging below his eyes.
Lin Shuhuai turned on the faucet and washed his hands carefully, rubbing his fingers until they were bright red and skin was rubbed off.
That sticky sensation could not be dispelled from his mind, making Lin Shuhuai feel nauseous in his stomach.
After washing for several minutes, he finally stopped.
Lin Shuhuai looked at himself in the mirror once more. While washing his hands just now, water droplets had splashed onto his body. Long black hair clung to his skin, sticking to his neck. The black color set off his white skin, making it look like a piece of fine jade.
Water droplets fell from his face, sliding from his neck down to his collarbone, then further down, and finally vanishing onto his skin.
Lin Shuhuai possessed a thin frame, with faint blue veins clearly visible beneath his white skin, which was the result of long-term illness.
He was half-naked, his eyelashes drooping, contemplating the events of the daytime.
He had attempted to use his phone to contact the outside world earlier, but under the effect of the black mist, the phone had no signal, unable to make even emergency calls. Lin Shuhuai gave up directly, thinking that since a powerful ghost was sitting downstairs, he had nothing to worry about.
I should rest first, maybe the fog will disperse tomorrow, Lin Shuhuai comforted himself.
At this time, the hot water in the bathtub was completely prepared.
Lin Shuhuai lay into the bathtub, warm water enveloping his body, wetting his long hair and flowing over every inch of his skin.
He felt as though he was being held in someone’s arms, his tense heart gradually relaxing. Perhaps because his spirit relaxed, Lin Shuhuai felt a wave of sleepiness hit him, and his eyes closed once again.
This time, he fell into a dream once more. Lin Shuhuai knew clearly that he was dreaming, yet he had no way out. Like a bystander, he quietly observed everything happening before him.
The scene was inside an ancient imperial palace, exceptionally grand, presumably the inner palace of an ancient emperor.
“Mm… you bastard!”
A weak voice sounded from within, mixed with panting sounds, broken and intermittent, making it clear that the owner was in great distress.
“Teacher, do you dislike it when I do this?”
A deep male voice sounded immediately after, following right behind the first person. He laughed, appearing to have done something to that person, whereupon Lin Shuhuai heard that person exhale loudly.
“Ha! You… you bastard… Gu Rong! Stop it!”
“Teacher, keep your voice down. Do you want everyone else to hear the noise and know that we are engaging in an illicit affair?”
The moment these words sounded, that person immediately shut his mouth, leaving only soft whimpers behind, pitiable like a kitten.
“Teacher is truly strange.” After saying this, continuous splashing sounds emerged from the room.
Suddenly hearing a familiar name, Lin Shuhuai shuddered.
Gu Rong? Why would he be in my dream? Could he have done something to me?
Lin Shuhuai thought in confusion, but in the next second, he cast this thought to the back of his mind.
Who would do this kind of thing inside someone’s dream for no reason?
Following that, he felt curious. Curious as to who the teacher in Gu Rong’s mouth was.
Lin Shuhuai could not hold back and walked forward.
He crossed a long corridor and arrived at the source of the sound.
It was on a bed, where red bed curtains all around were drawn shut, faintly revealing the scene inside.
As an adult, Lin Shuhuai naturally understood what was going on inside. His face flushed bright red, his earlobes turning so red that blood seemed ready to drip out.
“Damn it, why would I have this kind of dream!”
Lin Shuhuai clenched his fists, an enraged expression appearing on his face. Right now, he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into so he would not have to face this strange scene.
However, ever since he walked in front of the bed, his feet seemed rooted in place, unable to move at all.
Movements still sounded from the bed, the pitch rising and falling. The bright red bed curtains swayed continuously with their movements. Lin Shuhuai could even see exposed skin leaking out.
After an unknown amount of time passed, the movements on the bed gradually diminished and finally vanished.
Lin Shuhuai was thoroughly flushed red by now, his face burning with embarrassment. If I knew earlier, I would not have come here, he thought angrily.
Suddenly, a pillow was thrown out from inside, flying toward Lin Shuhuai’s direction. Lin Shuhuai closed his eyes instinctively, but the imagined pain did not occur, as the pillow passed right through his body.
Then, a large hand lifted the bed curtain, revealing the scene inside.
On the thumb of that hand was a thumb ring, clearly belonging to Gu Rong.
The scene on the bed presented itself at this moment, and Lin Shuhuai’s eyes gradually widened, filled with complete disbelief.
He could not believe his own eyes and even rubbed them a few times, yet the sight before him was genuinely real.
One person on the bed was Gu Rong, which Lin Shuhuai knew, but the person who truly shocked him was the other person, who was actually himself!
“It seems Teacher still has energy left. How about we go another round?”
Gu Rong chuckled softly, the corners of his mouth curving up as he contemplated the feasibility of the idea.
“Bastard!”
The version of himself in the dream was covered by a bright red blanket embroidered with gold dragons and phoenixes soaring together. Large patches of snow-white skin were exposed outside, covered in kiss marks that looked like brand marks stamped upon his body.
His head was tilted back, his bright red lips swollen and glistening with moisture. The corners of his eyes were slightly red, looking clearly as if he had just cried.
“Get lost, do not let me see you!” His face carried anger, his chest rising and falling continuously, furious to the absolute extreme.
Saying so, he kicked toward Gu Rong.
However, the battle that had just occurred was far too intense, and Lin Shuhuai had long since lost all strength. His foot was caught by Gu Rong, who rubbed it carefully.
“This is my palace,” Gu Rong said. Leaning forward once more, he kissed the corner of Lin Shuhuai’s eye, swallowing the falling teardrop into his embrace.
Lin Shuhuai watched with goosebumps breaking out all over his body. He clearly saw that a golden chain was wrapped around that foot, making sounds as it swayed.
Ah, ah, ah! Lin Shuhuai screamed in his heart. He could not continue having this dream for another second. Right now, he only wanted to wake up and escape this nightmare.
Just as Gu Rong prepared his next move, Lin Shuhuai woke up.