67 : Everything is thin

 A man's uniquely cold aura enveloped Yin Luo, and soon his pale skin turned pink.

Yin Luo's head was spinning, and when he came to, he was already sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The place was not much different from when he left three years ago.

Shang Chengning was right next to him, staring at him without moving.

Yin Luo's breath was sweet, and the sweetness was even stronger after being kissed. At this moment, he recalled what Shang Chengning had said to him earlier, and hesitantly called out to him, "...Shang Chengning?"

The man slightly raised his eyes, his gaze deep and affectionate, like a lover reunited after a long separation: "Wife."

"..."

Shang Chengning was always reserved and modest. Even though the two had been engaged for a while, he had only called him by his nickname and had never used such a flamboyant term.

Yin Luo's ears felt a little hot from being called that, after all, the man's voice had always been very magnetic.

He stared at Shang Chengnin, sensitive enough to detect the other's memory faltering, and tentatively asked, "When did we get married?"

Shang Chengnin hugged him: "We got married three years ago, have you forgotten?"

"I'll never make you angry again, please don't leave me again, okay?"

Yin Luo: "..."

He was certain of his thoughts.

In Shang Chengnin's eyes, they were newlyweds, and he had been waiting for his little wife who would run away from home after an argument.

Yin Luo had a headache, but felt that saying it outright wasn't a good thing.

Perhaps, by going along with Shang Chengnin's wishes, he could find the reason for his personality formation.

The system promptly said: [I checked Shang Chengnin's brainwaves, and indeed, a part of them is abnormal. Host, what should we do next?]

Yin Luo: [Let's... do it this way.]

System: [Are you going to be his wife?!]

Yin Luo's cheeks flushed: [Then what should we do? He's a patient now, he can't be stimulated.]

The system said "Oh" earnestly: [But don't husband and wife sleep together at night?]

Yin Luo sighed: [Let's take it one step at a time.]

The system nodded silently. Yinluo

was right. Ever since losing Yinluo in the fire three years ago, Shang Chengnin had been consumed by guilt, so much so that he couldn't continue operating the company, so much so that he occasionally saw Yinluo's phantom in his room.

Gradually, he began to see the young man in his phantom as his wife, waiting for him to come home every day.

Day after day, he was like a walking corpse.

Now, he had finally waited.

Shang Chengnin vowed that he would never argue with Yinluo again, nor would he let her be in danger.

He would take good care of his beautiful little wife.

Shang Chengnin gently and tenderly kissed Yinluo's forehead: "Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry..." Yinluo's gaze fell on Shang Chengnin's deep, gaunt face. The man had really lost a lot of weight, looking like a pale, melancholic vampire at first glance.

He had tormented himself like this, and Yinluo felt particularly bad. She decided to go along with him and temporarily be his wife in his heart, so she asked with concern: "Are you hungry?"

Eating every day was a task for Shang Chengnin, something to sustain him as he waited for Yinluo. So he didn't care whether the food was delicious or not, but now that Yinluo was back, he had an obligation to feed his little wife.

"A little bit."

Yinluo got up: "Do you want anything to eat? I can—"

Before he could finish, Shang Chengnin pressed him down on the sofa: "You rest, I'll make it."

Seeing his resolute attitude, Yinluo didn't insist. He sat on the sofa, and soon Shang Chengnin brought out a light blanket, comic books, and cut fruit.

The TV was also on.

It was indeed the treatment a wife deserved... Yinluo enjoyed it while feeling ashamed.

Shang Chengnin was busy in the kitchen, the setting sun casting a long shadow of him. Thinking about it, the day he first transmigrated seemed like yesterday.

System reminder: [Host, you've only been here for a few days, it really isn't long.]

Yinluo: "..."

Yes.

But three years have passed in this world.

He thought that after transmigrating, these people either didn't know him or knew him but didn't want to talk to him. He never thought he would receive such good treatment.

In reality, Duan Muze seemed to really like him.

Thinking about this, Yinluo's curiosity about Duan Muze grew stronger and stronger.

Yin Luo had received countless confessions since childhood, but she had never been secretly admired for so long. Although she hadn't yet reciprocated his feelings, it would be a lie to say she was indifferent.

She needed to hurry up and complete the task.

The reasons for Shang Chengning's personality formation were quite easy to analyze—mature, stable, successful, and wealthy, living

the life many men dream of.

But Duan Muze in reality didn't lack these things either.

Yin Luo looked at Shang Chengning again. Or perhaps, Duan Muze hoped to become someone who would take good care of his partner?

While cooking, Shang Chengning would occasionally come out to glance outside. His little wife sat quietly and obediently on the sofa, constantly looking in his direction.

So adorable.

Shang Chengning wanted nothing more than to rush over and kiss him.

The maid, with great tact, withdrew, leaving the newlyweds alone. Shang Chengning placed his little wife's favorite dishes on the table, and she came over quite readily.

"Why are you eating so much?"

Shang Chengnin: "Not much. You're so thin, you should eat more."

After saying that, he leaned closer, his tone suddenly becoming ambiguous: "Except for that part, you're all very thin."

Yin Luo: "..."

His hot breath brushed against his earlobe, staining a patch of skin red. Yin Luo lowered his eyes, pretending not to hear, and quietly picked up his chopsticks.

Fortunately, Shang Chengnin didn't continue the topic.

Although he had already eaten once, in order not to disappoint the man, Yin Luo had no choice but to eat another meal.

He was so full...

After finishing, the system's voice suddenly sounded: [Host, the task bar has moved forward!]

Yin Luo: "?"

He hadn't done anything yet.

The progress of the task confused Yin Luo. Before he could even start thinking, his phone vibrated again—

Lu Ran: [Not home yet?]

Yin Luo scrolled up the message list and found that there were still more than a dozen unread messages. He got up, glanced at the man cleaning up in the kitchen, and then ran to the bathroom to call Lu Ran back.

The other end answered the phone immediately: "Yinyin? Is that you? Where did you go? Why didn't you answer my calls or come home?"

A barrage of questions made Yinlu feel like she was being checked up on again.

He stammered for a long time, unable to think of how to start, until finally Lu Ran spoke first: "Went to another man's place?"

Yin Luo: "...Yeah."

Lu Ran was silent for a few seconds: "Was it Duan Muze or Shang Chengnin? I'll come pick you up."

"I probably won't go back tonight." Yin Luo knew the seriousness of saying that, so she immediately added, "Lu Ran, believe me, nothing will happen."

"Isn't tomorrow the opening ceremony? Wait for me at the company entrance, I'll be there on time."

There was still no response from the other end. Yin Luo thought he was angry, so she softened her voice: "Lu Ran?"

After a moment, the man on the other end finally reluctantly hummed: "I know."

"You and he won't do anything, will you?"

"Yin Yin, I believe you."

Yin Luo hummed in agreement, coaxed him a couple more times, and then hung up the phone.

He suddenly realized that his patience was much better the second time he transmigrated here than the first time. It wasn't because of the mission, but because he seemed to be able to feel the emotions that occasionally surged within him.

Attachment, sympathy, reluctance.

Just now, for example, if it were before, he definitely wouldn't have coaxed Lu Ran like that. Aside from taking advantage of him, he never wasted time on him.

Thinking about it now felt incredibly cruel.

But Lu Ran never said anything, obediently attending class and saving him a seat.

After delving into Duan Muze's mental world, Yin Luo felt that he had different feelings for this person than for others.

Putting away his phone, he opened the bathroom door to leave, but as soon as the door opened, Shang Chengning was standing outside.

Yin Luo was stunned.

"Were you talking to someone just now?" Shang Chengning didn't try to fool him.

Although they were pretending to be a couple, Yin Luo suddenly felt like he'd been caught in the act, and he awkwardly looked away.

What should he do in this situation… If he directly mentioned Lu Ran, it would definitely hurt Shang Chengning.

System's comment: [You've already hurt them many times.]

Yin Luo: [...]

Yin Luo: [But his mental state is unstable; I have to go along with him this time.] "

Hey, Shang Chengning persisted, 'I heard you coaxing him. Who is it?'

Yin Luo went over and took his hand. 'I... my boss. I have to go to work tomorrow.'

Shang Chengning was taken aback. He

probably hadn't expected that someone as wealthy as him would have his wife working so hard outside. He was silent for a moment. 'Going to work tomorrow?'

Yin Luo affectionately rubbed her palm against his, which he held tightly in return.

Shang Chengning's palm was dry and warm, and holding it made her feel especially safe, which made Yin Luo feel a little dependent. 'Yes. I want to earn my own money so I can buy you gifts.'

System: [Hello.]

These words undoubtedly made Shang Chengning's heart flutter, and he no longer doubted

the possibility of his beautiful little wife cheating. Holding Yin Luo's soft hand, Shang Chengning led her downstairs, just like their daily routine three years ago, watching TV, chatting on the sofa, and gazing intently at his wife's profile."

After washing up and changing into the loose pajamas Shang Chengning had left outside the door, Yin Luo, still damp from the water, looked at the man in front of her, somewhat reserved: "Are we sleeping in the same room tonight?"

The man answered calmly, "Yes."

*

After hanging up the phone, Lu Ran absentmindedly listened to the director's discussion meeting.

After it ended, Shen Qing called him over.

The two had worked together on several films; although Lu Ran wasn't formally trained, he was exceptionally dedicated to acting. He lit a cigarette and asked the man, whose brows furrowed in annoyance, "What have you been thinking about all night?"

Lu Ran didn't answer, asked for a cigarette, took a puff, then thought Yin Luo wouldn't like a man who smoked, so he stubbed it out and threw it away.

Shen Qing: "?"

He raised an eyebrow: "Even if you have money, it can't withstand your wastefulness."

Lu Ran frowned, and after thinking for a while, he still asked: "Do you think there might be something if you voluntarily stay overnight at the house of a man who has ulterior motives towards you?"

Shen Qing glanced at him and teased: "How old are you? You still need to ask me this kind of question?"

"But..." Lu Ran didn't finish speaking, "Never mind, I'm leaving."

Shen Qing: "Going to catch them cheating?"

Lu Ran didn't turn around, thinking that he wasn't qualified to use that word.

*

Although he promised Yin Luo on the phone that he would wait for him obediently, Lu Ran couldn't sleep because of the thought of the young man staying overnight at another man's house.

Where would he go?

Wherever he went, the result would definitely be the same.

Those stray dogs would definitely act like they'd never eaten meat before, scrambling to grab it and licking it until it was soft and fragrant before swallowing it bite by bite.

Lu Ran turned the car around and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated house.

After Yinluo disappeared in the fire, the three of them first fought each other, and then, while searching for each other, they also inquired about the whereabouts of the other two.

When they arrived at the place, Lu Ran found that it was extremely dilapidated.

He hadn't expected Duan Muze to have stayed here for three years.

Could Yinluo have been staying in a place like this? Thinking of Yinluo's delicate appearance, Lu Ran quickly knocked on the door. Soon, a man came out, and his face darkened upon seeing him.

Seeing that he was about to go back inside without saying a word, Lu Ran called out to him, "Hey."

Duan Muze turned around, looking at him with a sinister gaze.

The two disliked each other, but Lu Ran still patiently asked, "What were you doing just now?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the window of the room.

Unfortunately, the curtains were tightly drawn.

For the past three years, Duan Muze had almost no contact with the outside world, let alone with a rival like Lu Ran. He instinctively felt there was a reason for this, and after a moment of silence, said, "I was with my friends."

Lu Ran knew he couldn't outmaneuver an old dog like Duan Muze, and he immediately snapped, "He actually came here!"

The jealousy in his voice was particularly obvious: "Let me tell you, you'd better not do anything. We already agreed that if we met him again, we'd let him make his own choice."

"So..." Duan Muze's eyes finally lost their calm, instead concealing a surging storm, "He... came back, didn't he?"

Lu Ran was stunned for a moment before realizing he'd been tricked: "You fucking... I didn't know, I went back?!"

But this also proved that Yin Luo hadn't gone to find Duan Muze.

Lu Ran felt triumphant again. He

was about to leave with his head held high when Duan Muze blocked him at the door. The latter's voice was hoarse and his emotions were agitated: "He came back, didn't he? He came to find you?"

Lu Ran felt particularly relieved looking at him, after all, this stray dog ​​was the only one who got the meat.

"Yeah, I've seen him. I bought his phone and clothes. I told him I didn't need to buy clothes, just say I had them, but I couldn't bear to see him wearing ill-fitting clothes. It's not like I can't afford them."

"Oh, he's still my assistant now. He says he likes watching me act and wants to be with me every day."

"He's very clingy."

Duan Muze's initially surprised and shocked expression slowly darkened as Lu Ran spoke.

Seeing that he had angered the other person enough, Lu Ran decided to stop while he was ahead and planned to go to Shang Chengnin's place to continue looking. But as soon as he got into the car, the passenger door was opened.

Lu Ran: "?"

Does this guy have any shame? He angrily said, "What are you doing? Don't you have a car?"

Duan Muze's face was gloomy, but he kept his tone steady: "You came to find me, which proves that he's not with you right now."

The implication was—there was only one place he could be.

It's always better for two people to make a scene than one person to make a scene, especially since it was a mad dog. Lu Ran sat back down, fastened his seatbelt, and stepped on the gas pedal.

Meanwhile

, Yin Luo, unaware that the other two personalities were already on their way, stared in astonishment at the man who had pinned him against the French windows.

He thought he'd misheard and hesitated before repeating, "...What did you say?"

Shang Chengning stared intently at his wife: "You used to say you liked doing it here the most."

Yin Luo's shoulders trembled.

Memory lapses were understandable, but why would she fantasize about such things?

They...hadn't done anything like that.

System: [Host, should I go into the mosaic hut?]

Yin Luo's cheeks burned: [No!] No.

In

a place like this...although there weren't many people in the villa area, this place was so low that anyone outside would be completely visible.

How could Shang Chengning have such confused memories?

A moment later.

Yin Luo loosened her tightly clenched lower lip, her voice muffled and wet, as if she had water in it: "You're mistaken."

"We only kissed here, nothing...anything else."

Shang Chengning thought his wife was shy and smiled: "Have you forgotten?"

"Back then, I carried you to the window, and you kept saying how much you liked it, while biting me tightly!"

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