Dijia walked over and lowered his head to study the weakened and unconscious God of Misfortune. “Are you saying this is the same black fog we saw in the hotel room?”
Bai Lixin: “Yes, it’s the same.”
Dijia held his chin, scrutinized the God of Misfortune up and down, and asked in confusion, “How did it end up like this? What about the boy?”
Bai Lixin: “The God Of Misfortune should have signed a contract with the person who summoned him at the hotel, so he got locked up. As for the boy…”
The God of Misfortune hid inside Xiao Tou’s shadow at that time and left with him. But how did Xiao Tou turn into a painting?
Was Xiao Tou really in that painting?
Only the parties involved could reveal the answer.
Dijia: “It can’t die, right?”
Bai Lixin hesitated, “I don’t know. He probably can’t die, he’s the God of Misfortune.”
“Oh, speaking of this, I remembered. I didn’t tell you before, thinking you had nothing to do with this. But unexpectedly, there is something connecting that matter to this train journey.” Dijia stood up, walked to the desk, and opened his laptop. “When we went to the hotel, I found something peculiar about the totem on the cloth spread on the bed. It might be a symbol of some underground religious organization, so I had a private detective investigate it.”
“This symbol is quite secretive, and finding this lead took a long time. Fortunately, the private detective was skilled, and in the end, he managed to find something for me.”
“This totem is a pattern from a religious belief during the Western theological period. About two hundred years ago, people had unwavering faith in religion, and some began to use it to control humanity. In this pattern, the outer circle is considered a planet, representing the Earth. The eye inside the circle represents the eye of the gods. The lofty gods would always keep their eyes open, overseeing the Earth and observing all impurities.”
“They gained many followers by using this psychological suppression.”
“Later, scientific theories defeated theological theories, atheism gradually took over, and many religions slowly dissipated.”
“Although they disappeared from the surface, it’s said that some religions have been secretly entangling believers behind the scenes.”
Bai Lixin pulled a chair, leaned over to Dijia, and looked at the information on the laptop. “Is there anything special about this religion?”
“It’s quite interesting.” Dijia moved the mouse, and the text and images on the computer rapidly moved downward. “This religion did experience an unusual event, and it has some resemblance to what we are facing now.”
“In the year 1802, a mass suicide occurred in a small Western town, and this town was devoted to this religion. The survivors were convinced that they saw the gods descend at the moment of their imminent death, and claimed that the gods’ descent would bless them for a lifetime.”
“The missionary disappeared after this suicide event, and a year later, the same thing happened in other towns.”
“A journalist happened to be there during the second suicide event and secretly took pictures of the scene.”
His slender fingers stopped, and the computer displayed a black and white photo.
In the midst of a massive flaming totem, a strange-looking monster floated in mid-air, its body tightly wrapped in chains.
“Kidnapping a ‘god,’ this wasn’t their first action.” Dijia’s finger continued scrolling down, finally stopping at another black and white photo. The man in the photo wore a stiff suit and passionately delivered a speech to tens of thousands of spectators.
Dijia pointed to the man in the photo, “His name is Kelgaman. He was originally an obscure politician. After joining this religion and becoming one of its elites, his political career quickly took root and flourished. If he hadn’t unfortunately died later, he might have become a prominent figure at that time, possibly altering the subsequent history.”
“After his death, this religion quickly fell silent, and gradually, there were no news.”
“If the power of gods truly exists, then his success at that time most likely depended on some kind of power.”
“At that time, he suddenly gained great popularity because he predicted several major events: economic changes, disasters, natural calamities, and so on. It seemed that during that period, he possessed the power to control nature. Humans have a psychology of admiration for the strong, and because of these events, he became the most popular candidate in people’s hearts.”
“Oh, by the way, several candidates who ran against him at the time died in accidents. It was said to be accidental, but it was extremely mysterious. One was struck by lightning while driving, another suddenly died at home from an asthma attack even though the medicine was nearby.”
“His body was covered in mysterious and bizarre symbols, so after his death, people gave him a nickname, ‘Wizard Politician.’”
Bai Lixin: “How did such a powerful person die?”
Dijia raised an eyebrow, smiled, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes. “It’s quite funny. It might have been backlash.”
Bai Lixin turned his head, with big question marks in his beautiful eyes. “???”
Dijia: “Because it involved the country’s prestige, it took this private detective a long time to dig out this secret.”
“At that time, he was found dead at home. His whole body was emitting a greenish-blue color, twisted and contorted on the bed in a bizarre posture. The scene of his death was extremely tragic. Do you want to see it?”
Bai Lixin nodded.
Dijia: “Prepare yourself mentally. If you’re afraid, let me know.”
Bai Lixin nodded vigorously.
As the computer screen moved, a black and white photo appeared on the screen.
A man was lying on the bed in a bizarre posture.
Just as Dijia said, the death scene was terrifying. All four limbs were twisted in the opposite direction, the neck flipped backward and directly pressed against the back. The originally slender body was now contorted into the shape of a turtle on the bed.
Dijia observed Bai Lixin’s expression carefully, only to hear Bai Lixin suddenly exclaim, “Ah, so scary.”
The next moment, a warm body nestled into his arms. “Dijia, it’s so scary.”
The young man’s voice sounded a bit aggrieved, and his head nestled into Dijia’s embrace. His soft and flowing hair felt like a Persian cat cuddling up.
Dijia: “…”
Should he find a horror movie for the young man to watch next time?
S419: [….]
‘You’re not afraid when in an underground basement full of heads, but you’re scared now?
Humph, cunning host!’
Dijia’s anger and worry instantly turned into tender affection. He closed the laptop, held the young man’s head and gently lifted him into his arms. He softly caressed Bai Lixin’s silky hair as if petting a cat. His voice was so gentle water could be squeezed out, “It’s okay, don’t be afraid. It’s just a photo, I’ve already closed the laptop.”
Bai Lixin tightened his arms around Dijia’s waist, seemingly wanting to draw more warmth and security from him.
Seeing the young man rely on him like this, Dijia’s heart melted. There was no intention left to scold the young man. “It’s late, let’s first rest. We can discuss any issues when you wake up.”
The young man’s muffled voice came from his arms, “Sleep with me, I’m scared alone.”
Dijia’s heart skipped a beat, “Alright.”
Worried that Bai Lixin might be afraid of the dark, Dijia left a small night light on.
This was not the first time that the two of them slept in the same bed, but Dijia was still as nervous as ever.
The young man’s slender and fair neck was right in front of him, and beneath the pure white skin, blue veins were clearly visible. With just a slight movement of his head, Dijia could easily bite into the young man’s slender neck, snapping it instantly.
Some of the horrible thoughts that he had suppressed began to surge in his heart again. Dijia closed his eyes in pain, afraid to look directly at the beautiful young man beside him.
He was a monster.
Originally, he hadn’t realized this, but that night when he went back to wash the blood from the wound on his wrist, certain images flashed in his mind.
Images of him pressing the young man against the wall.
The fleeting images didn’t linger in his mind for too long. It wasn’t until after a long period of suppression that he finally remembered many things he deliberately forgot.
His ugly self, his terrifying self, his dominant self, his ruthless self.
He considered himself a gentleman, but he reserved his most brutal side to the young man, and not just once.
When he woke up that time, he saw the young man unconscious at his feet. The pure white tiles in the bathroom made the traces on the young man’s body even more conspicuous. Those marks were evidence of his crimes, proof of his cruelty.
He regretted, he blamed himself.
After taking care of the young man, he even forgot to leave him a word and fled.
He didn’t know how to face the young man.
He couldn’t tell the young man that the person who caused him great pain was the same one providing him shelter and was repeatedly called a “good person” by the young man.
Like a coward, he kept using work to numb himself and even thought about just staying overnight at the company.
But thinking that the young man would be alone at home and fearing he would be scared, he ultimately chose to return home very late.
However, every time facing the young man, deep self-reproach and guilt tortured him like a slow execution.
He wanted to tell the truth to the young man but was afraid to see disappointment and disgust on the young man’s face after knowing the truth.
Until one day, a travel company hoped he could invest in a project. Originally, he had no interest in this project and saw no potential in it. Anyone with clear eyes could see that it was just a reheated project with no profit.
Until the other party said something that touched him.
They mentioned that this route would pass by a cherry blossom forest in the middle. Special seeds were used for this cherry blossom forest, so they bloomed all year round, never withering. In such a romantic environment, many things that couldn’t be said naturally would be spoken, and the other party could agree more naturally and effortlessly.
At that moment, a breakthrough was found for the long-standing trouble. That night, even before leaving the company, he couldn’t wait to call Bai Lixin, asking if he was interested in joining this train trip.
After so many days, he had already understood his feelings for the young man.
But knowing his feelings for the young man, it felt even more unforgivable to deceive him.
All relationships are built based on trust, if deception and concealment were present from the beginning, he was ruining his own happiness. Only by confessing everything to the young man could he start anew.
What he was waiting for on this train was the cherry blossom forest tomorrow.
In the cherry blossom forest tomorrow, he will confess to the young man. No matter what reaction the young man would give him at that time, it would be his own doing.
But unexpectedly, the travel company, thought it was clever and changed the first-class compartment into a honeymoon suite.
Dijia felt like crying. If he told the young man everything tomorrow, would the young man misunderstand that he did it on purpose?
‘Damn it!’
After taking a few deep breaths, he suppressed the surging desires that had just risen within him.
He hardly slept all night.
…
Bai Lixin only slept for four hours, and woke up at seven in the morning.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Dijia sitting up next to him, his eyes clear and devoid of any sign of sleepiness.
Bai Lixin rubbed his eyes. “Morning, didn’t you sleep?”
Dijia avoided Bai Lixin’s gaze, “I slept for a while, but couldn’t really sleep. Rest a bit more, I’ll go get breakfast for you.”
Bai Lixin stretched lazily, the soft pajamas gathering as he moved, revealing his fair collarbone.
Dijia’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stood up and left.
After waking up, Bai Lixin first went to the living room and found the God of Misfortune still there.
After a moment’s thought, he took out the Mermaid Heart from his backpack and tried to heal him.
Unfortunately, the Mermaid Heart had no effect.
Bai Lixin had already expected this outcome and wasn’t too disappointed.
The God of Misfortune had numerous small and large wounds all over his body. They looked ferocious, but these wounds weren’t fatal. Some wounds had long healed, leaving only hideous scars. However, none of these wounds seemed to be the culprit responsible for his unconscious state.
The black fog surrounding him intermittently looked elusive, as if it would dissipate in the next second.
The chains wrapped around him didn’t seem particularly special, but were exceptionally sturdy. Bai Lixin tried cutting them with a dagger and other weapons, but the chains remained unscathed, without a scratch.
How to wake up this half-dead individual?
“Heeheehee.” Just when Bai Lixin was at a loss, a familiar laughter suddenly echoed above him. Before he could react, the little black furry monster had appeared in front of him without warning, speaking in an exaggerated and excited tone, “I never expected that you actually solve the mystery of the princess. Could you be the first lucky one to successfully clear the game? No, there is someone who can actually clear the game?!”
Bai Lixin glanced at the little black furry monster, and gave it a charming smile, “Thanks to you.”
The little monster’s body stiffened for a moment. Then, it shivered and said hesitantly, “Wha, what’s it got to do with me? It’s all because you and your damn luck! Humph, I really wish you could stay on this train forever so I could enjoy your desperate and miserable appearance! “
Bai Lixin wasn’t angry, he simply sat on the sofa and lifted a pastry from the plate, “This pastry is delicious, try it. I’m not lying to you.”
The little monster widened its eyes, “Are you crazy?! I’m a monster, the one who brought you from a comfortable environment to this death place, and you’re offering me a pastry?! Shouldn’t you hate me?!”
Without saying a word, Bai Lixin had already stuffed the pastry into the little monster’s hand and picked up another one to take a bite, “it’s really delicious, the taste is quite good.”
The little monster held the pastry stiffly, hesitating for several seconds before tentatively taking a bite.
After biting, it paused for a moment before continuing to take the first mouthful.
Bai Lixin watched with a smile, “Does it taste good?”
“Humph, so common.” The tail behind the little monster swayed left and right, “there’s nothing special.”
After saying that, it opened its mouth wide, stuffing the pastry in.
Bai Lixin was undeterred, and picked up another piece and handed it over, “Try this one.”
This time, the little monster didn’t hesitate much and held the pastry with its two small hands. It started eating one bite at a time, and its tail swayed faster.
Seeing this, Bai Lixin said, “Take these pastries with you when you leave. If you ever want to eat more, come find me anytime, I’ll prepare them for you.”
The little monster ate the pastry in one gulp and sighed, “Who needs your stuff! No work, no gain. Don’t think you can bribe me with pastries.”
Bai Lixin: “It’s not a bribe, I just want to give them to you. Why did you come this time?”
The little monster cleared its throat, “Oh, I came to tell you, congratulations on finding the princess. Now, you just have to save the princess.”
Bai Lixin: “How can I save the princess?”
The little monster replied casually, “Haven’t you already figured it out? Destroy that painting, and you can kill the bride. Once the bride dies, the contract will be void, and your task will be complete.”
“Simple, right? As long as you complete the final step, you can leave with generous rewards.”
Bai Lixin held his chin and looked at the little black furry monster. Under such focused scrutiny, the little monster felt uneasy, “Why are you staring at me like that? Is there something on my face? Did I get crumbs from the pastry just now?”
Bai Lixin shook his head, “No, I just find it interesting.”
The little monster retorted, “What’s interesting? How dare a mere mortal make fun of me?!”
Bai Lixin: “No, I’m not making fun of you. It’s just that, after connecting these five tasks, I realized the ultimate goal is to save the God of Misfortune.”
The little black furry monster paused, “So what? It’s just a task. You save it, and that’s it. You don’t want to complete the task and instead die here?”
Bai Lixin: “Of course, I don’t want to die here. But I’m also curious about who is so determined to save the God of Misfortune.”
The little monster was puzzled, “So what? It’s just a game, why so many questions?”
Bai Lixin: “Is it Xiao Tou?”
The little monster froze, “Xiao Tou, Xiao Liang, or whatever, I totally don’t understand what you’re saying!”
Bai Lixin continued questioning, “Who are you? What’s your relationship with Xiao Tou and the God of Misfortune? Why are you helping me?”
The little monster widened its eyes, and its entire body’s fur bristled like it was ready to attack, “I’m just a supervisor for the game. What connection could I have with them? And when did I help you?”
“Didn’t you give this to me?” Bai Lixin took out the crumpled note from his pocket, “The princess was in the first carriage, you helped me.”
The little monster was stunned, and stretched out a trembling hand, “H-how did you find out?”
Bai Lixin: “I touched your hand when you gave it to me. Although it was in the dark, I can confidently tell you that my sense of touch is quite sensitive.”
The little monster’s eyes widened, “So you deliberately gave me a pastry just to touch my little hand? You perverted scoundrel!”
S419: [Exactly, perverted scoundrel!]
“…” The corner of Bai Lixin’s mouth twitched, “All’s fair in war. Now, tell me, was it you or not?”
The little monster snorted in response, “Yes, so what? I kindly helped you, you should be grateful.”
“If it’s you, then I’m curious about your relationship with Xiao Tou.” Bai Lixin unfolded the note and pointed at the words on it. “When I first saw the handwriting on this note yesterday, it felt familiar, like I’d seen it before, but I couldn’t remember where. It wasn’t until I took out ‘Rose Boy’ and saw the signature in the bottom right that it clicked”
“It resembles the signature on the painting, but only vaguely. It’s like the handwriting of the student and the calligraphy master—similar but not the same, yet there’s some connection between the two.”
Bai Lixin narrowed his eyes, restrained his initial gentleness, and his sharp eyes pierced the little black furry monster. “You have a connection with Xiao Tou. What exactly is your relationship? If you want to save both of them, you better tell me everything. I don’t like being used as a pawn.”
The once arrogant little monster now seemed deflated. It glanced at Bai Lixin, then at the unconscious God of Misfortune on the floor, drooped its tail, and flew onto the table, sitting down. It tucked its small hands and feet into its fluffy body, forming a ball.
After a moment, it said unhappily, “I’m their child.”
Thump—!
Bai Lixin dropped the pastry he was holding onto the table.
He stared blankly at the fuzzy ball in front of him, then glanced at the God of Misfortune on the floor, and finally, the elegant and delicate face of Xiao Tou flashed in his mind.
Um, no offense, but he was really curious.
A human and a monster, how did they give birth to this furry ball?
Bai Lixin was a bit confused, “Biological?”
The little monster rolled its eyes at Bai Lixin, and its tail swung angrily, “What, I don’t look like it?!”
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘Could you tell me where you look alike?!’
The little monster glared at Bai Lixin, then used its paws to cover itself, “Do you still want to listen? If you look at me like that again, don’t even think about me saying another word!”
Bai Lixin surrendered in a second, “Alright, alright, go ahead and tell.”
The little monster extended a small claw from its fluffy body, picked up a piece of pastry, ate it, and then slowly said, “Let’s start from where Dad, the God of Misfortune, left the hotel.”
“Dad Misfortune is a love brain. He fell in love at first sight with Dad Xiao Tou, so even though he knew that signing the contract would bind him, he still accepted it.”
“He helped Dad Xiao Tou kill all those who mistreated him, took him as his bride, hid in his shadow and followed Dad Xiao Tou back to the Fei residence. Then he began a series of revenge.”
Dijia walked over and lowered his head to study the weakened and unconscious God of Misfortune. “Are you saying this is the same black fog we saw in the hotel room?”
Bai Lixin: “Yes, it’s the same.”
Dijia held his chin, scrutinized the God of Misfortune up and down, and asked in confusion, “How did it end up like this? What about the boy?”
Bai Lixin: “The God Of Misfortune should have signed a contract with the person who summoned him at the hotel, so he got locked up. As for the boy…”
The God of Misfortune hid inside Xiao Tou’s shadow at that time and left with him. But how did Xiao Tou turn into a painting?
Was Xiao Tou really in that painting?
Only the parties involved could reveal the answer.
Dijia: “It can’t die, right?”
Bai Lixin hesitated, “I don’t know. He probably can’t die, he’s the God of Misfortune.”
“Oh, speaking of this, I remembered. I didn’t tell you before, thinking you had nothing to do with this. But unexpectedly, there is something connecting that matter to this train journey.” Dijia stood up, walked to the desk, and opened his laptop. “When we went to the hotel, I found something peculiar about the totem on the cloth spread on the bed. It might be a symbol of some underground religious organization, so I had a private detective investigate it.”
“This symbol is quite secretive, and finding this lead took a long time. Fortunately, the private detective was skilled, and in the end, he managed to find something for me.”
“This totem is a pattern from a religious belief during the Western theological period. About two hundred years ago, people had unwavering faith in religion, and some began to use it to control humanity. In this pattern, the outer circle is considered a planet, representing the Earth. The eye inside the circle represents the eye of the gods. The lofty gods would always keep their eyes open, overseeing the Earth and observing all impurities.”
“They gained many followers by using this psychological suppression.”
“Later, scientific theories defeated theological theories, atheism gradually took over, and many religions slowly dissipated.”
“Although they disappeared from the surface, it’s said that some religions have been secretly entangling believers behind the scenes.”
Bai Lixin pulled a chair, leaned over to Dijia, and looked at the information on the laptop. “Is there anything special about this religion?”
“It’s quite interesting.” Dijia moved the mouse, and the text and images on the computer rapidly moved downward. “This religion did experience an unusual event, and it has some resemblance to what we are facing now.”
“In the year 1802, a mass suicide occurred in a small Western town, and this town was devoted to this religion. The survivors were convinced that they saw the gods descend at the moment of their imminent death, and claimed that the gods’ descent would bless them for a lifetime.”
“The missionary disappeared after this suicide event, and a year later, the same thing happened in other towns.”
“A journalist happened to be there during the second suicide event and secretly took pictures of the scene.”
His slender fingers stopped, and the computer displayed a black and white photo.
In the midst of a massive flaming totem, a strange-looking monster floated in mid-air, its body tightly wrapped in chains.
“Kidnapping a ‘god,’ this wasn’t their first action.” Dijia’s finger continued scrolling down, finally stopping at another black and white photo. The man in the photo wore a stiff suit and passionately delivered a speech to tens of thousands of spectators.
Dijia pointed to the man in the photo, “His name is Kelgaman. He was originally an obscure politician. After joining this religion and becoming one of its elites, his political career quickly took root and flourished. If he hadn’t unfortunately died later, he might have become a prominent figure at that time, possibly altering the subsequent history.”
“After his death, this religion quickly fell silent, and gradually, there were no news.”
“If the power of gods truly exists, then his success at that time most likely depended on some kind of power.”
“At that time, he suddenly gained great popularity because he predicted several major events: economic changes, disasters, natural calamities, and so on. It seemed that during that period, he possessed the power to control nature. Humans have a psychology of admiration for the strong, and because of these events, he became the most popular candidate in people’s hearts.”
“Oh, by the way, several candidates who ran against him at the time died in accidents. It was said to be accidental, but it was extremely mysterious. One was struck by lightning while driving, another suddenly died at home from an asthma attack even though the medicine was nearby.”
“His body was covered in mysterious and bizarre symbols, so after his death, people gave him a nickname, ‘Wizard Politician.’”
Bai Lixin: “How did such a powerful person die?”
Dijia raised an eyebrow, smiled, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes. “It’s quite funny. It might have been backlash.”
Bai Lixin turned his head, with big question marks in his beautiful eyes. “???”
Dijia: “Because it involved the country’s prestige, it took this private detective a long time to dig out this secret.”
“At that time, he was found dead at home. His whole body was emitting a greenish-blue color, twisted and contorted on the bed in a bizarre posture. The scene of his death was extremely tragic. Do you want to see it?”
Bai Lixin nodded.
Dijia: “Prepare yourself mentally. If you’re afraid, let me know.”
Bai Lixin nodded vigorously.
As the computer screen moved, a black and white photo appeared on the screen.
A man was lying on the bed in a bizarre posture.
Just as Dijia said, the death scene was terrifying. All four limbs were twisted in the opposite direction, the neck flipped backward and directly pressed against the back. The originally slender body was now contorted into the shape of a turtle on the bed.
Dijia observed Bai Lixin’s expression carefully, only to hear Bai Lixin suddenly exclaim, “Ah, so scary.”
The next moment, a warm body nestled into his arms. “Dijia, it’s so scary.”
The young man’s voice sounded a bit aggrieved, and his head nestled into Dijia’s embrace. His soft and flowing hair felt like a Persian cat cuddling up.
Dijia: “…”
Should he find a horror movie for the young man to watch next time?
S419: [….]
‘You’re not afraid when in an underground basement full of heads, but you’re scared now?
Humph, cunning host!’
Dijia’s anger and worry instantly turned into tender affection. He closed the laptop, held the young man’s head and gently lifted him into his arms. He softly caressed Bai Lixin’s silky hair as if petting a cat. His voice was so gentle water could be squeezed out, “It’s okay, don’t be afraid. It’s just a photo, I’ve already closed the laptop.”
Bai Lixin tightened his arms around Dijia’s waist, seemingly wanting to draw more warmth and security from him.
Seeing the young man rely on him like this, Dijia’s heart melted. There was no intention left to scold the young man. “It’s late, let’s first rest. We can discuss any issues when you wake up.”
The young man’s muffled voice came from his arms, “Sleep with me, I’m scared alone.”
Dijia’s heart skipped a beat, “Alright.”
Worried that Bai Lixin might be afraid of the dark, Dijia left a small night light on.
This was not the first time that the two of them slept in the same bed, but Dijia was still as nervous as ever.
The young man’s slender and fair neck was right in front of him, and beneath the pure white skin, blue veins were clearly visible. With just a slight movement of his head, Dijia could easily bite into the young man’s slender neck, snapping it instantly.
Some of the horrible thoughts that he had suppressed began to surge in his heart again. Dijia closed his eyes in pain, afraid to look directly at the beautiful young man beside him.
He was a monster.
Originally, he hadn’t realized this, but that night when he went back to wash the blood from the wound on his wrist, certain images flashed in his mind.
Images of him pressing the young man against the wall.
The fleeting images didn’t linger in his mind for too long. It wasn’t until after a long period of suppression that he finally remembered many things he deliberately forgot.
His ugly self, his terrifying self, his dominant self, his ruthless self.
He considered himself a gentleman, but he reserved his most brutal side to the young man, and not just once.
When he woke up that time, he saw the young man unconscious at his feet. The pure white tiles in the bathroom made the traces on the young man’s body even more conspicuous. Those marks were evidence of his crimes, proof of his cruelty.
He regretted, he blamed himself.
After taking care of the young man, he even forgot to leave him a word and fled.
He didn’t know how to face the young man.
He couldn’t tell the young man that the person who caused him great pain was the same one providing him shelter and was repeatedly called a “good person” by the young man.
Like a coward, he kept using work to numb himself and even thought about just staying overnight at the company.
But thinking that the young man would be alone at home and fearing he would be scared, he ultimately chose to return home very late.
However, every time facing the young man, deep self-reproach and guilt tortured him like a slow execution.
He wanted to tell the truth to the young man but was afraid to see disappointment and disgust on the young man’s face after knowing the truth.
Until one day, a travel company hoped he could invest in a project. Originally, he had no interest in this project and saw no potential in it. Anyone with clear eyes could see that it was just a reheated project with no profit.
Until the other party said something that touched him.
They mentioned that this route would pass by a cherry blossom forest in the middle. Special seeds were used for this cherry blossom forest, so they bloomed all year round, never withering. In such a romantic environment, many things that couldn’t be said naturally would be spoken, and the other party could agree more naturally and effortlessly.
At that moment, a breakthrough was found for the long-standing trouble. That night, even before leaving the company, he couldn’t wait to call Bai Lixin, asking if he was interested in joining this train trip.
After so many days, he had already understood his feelings for the young man.
But knowing his feelings for the young man, it felt even more unforgivable to deceive him.
All relationships are built based on trust, if deception and concealment were present from the beginning, he was ruining his own happiness. Only by confessing everything to the young man could he start anew.
What he was waiting for on this train was the cherry blossom forest tomorrow.
In the cherry blossom forest tomorrow, he will confess to the young man. No matter what reaction the young man would give him at that time, it would be his own doing.
But unexpectedly, the travel company, thought it was clever and changed the first-class compartment into a honeymoon suite.
Dijia felt like crying. If he told the young man everything tomorrow, would the young man misunderstand that he did it on purpose?
‘Damn it!’
After taking a few deep breaths, he suppressed the surging desires that had just risen within him.
He hardly slept all night.
…
Bai Lixin only slept for four hours, and woke up at seven in the morning.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Dijia sitting up next to him, his eyes clear and devoid of any sign of sleepiness.
Bai Lixin rubbed his eyes. “Morning, didn’t you sleep?”
Dijia avoided Bai Lixin’s gaze, “I slept for a while, but couldn’t really sleep. Rest a bit more, I’ll go get breakfast for you.”
Bai Lixin stretched lazily, the soft pajamas gathering as he moved, revealing his fair collarbone.
Dijia’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stood up and left.
After waking up, Bai Lixin first went to the living room and found the God of Misfortune still there.
After a moment’s thought, he took out the Mermaid Heart from his backpack and tried to heal him.
Unfortunately, the Mermaid Heart had no effect.
Bai Lixin had already expected this outcome and wasn’t too disappointed.
The God of Misfortune had numerous small and large wounds all over his body. They looked ferocious, but these wounds weren’t fatal. Some wounds had long healed, leaving only hideous scars. However, none of these wounds seemed to be the culprit responsible for his unconscious state.
The black fog surrounding him intermittently looked elusive, as if it would dissipate in the next second.
The chains wrapped around him didn’t seem particularly special, but were exceptionally sturdy. Bai Lixin tried cutting them with a dagger and other weapons, but the chains remained unscathed, without a scratch.
How to wake up this half-dead individual?
“Heeheehee.” Just when Bai Lixin was at a loss, a familiar laughter suddenly echoed above him. Before he could react, the little black furry monster had appeared in front of him without warning, speaking in an exaggerated and excited tone, “I never expected that you actually solve the mystery of the princess. Could you be the first lucky one to successfully clear the game? No, there is someone who can actually clear the game?!”
Bai Lixin glanced at the little black furry monster, and gave it a charming smile, “Thanks to you.”
The little monster’s body stiffened for a moment. Then, it shivered and said hesitantly, “Wha, what’s it got to do with me? It’s all because you and your damn luck! Humph, I really wish you could stay on this train forever so I could enjoy your desperate and miserable appearance! “
Bai Lixin wasn’t angry, he simply sat on the sofa and lifted a pastry from the plate, “This pastry is delicious, try it. I’m not lying to you.”
The little monster widened its eyes, “Are you crazy?! I’m a monster, the one who brought you from a comfortable environment to this death place, and you’re offering me a pastry?! Shouldn’t you hate me?!”
Without saying a word, Bai Lixin had already stuffed the pastry into the little monster’s hand and picked up another one to take a bite, “it’s really delicious, the taste is quite good.”
The little monster held the pastry stiffly, hesitating for several seconds before tentatively taking a bite.
After biting, it paused for a moment before continuing to take the first mouthful.
Bai Lixin watched with a smile, “Does it taste good?”
“Humph, so common.” The tail behind the little monster swayed left and right, “there’s nothing special.”
After saying that, it opened its mouth wide, stuffing the pastry in.
Bai Lixin was undeterred, and picked up another piece and handed it over, “Try this one.”
This time, the little monster didn’t hesitate much and held the pastry with its two small hands. It started eating one bite at a time, and its tail swayed faster.
Seeing this, Bai Lixin said, “Take these pastries with you when you leave. If you ever want to eat more, come find me anytime, I’ll prepare them for you.”
The little monster ate the pastry in one gulp and sighed, “Who needs your stuff! No work, no gain. Don’t think you can bribe me with pastries.”
Bai Lixin: “It’s not a bribe, I just want to give them to you. Why did you come this time?”
The little monster cleared its throat, “Oh, I came to tell you, congratulations on finding the princess. Now, you just have to save the princess.”
Bai Lixin: “How can I save the princess?”
The little monster replied casually, “Haven’t you already figured it out? Destroy that painting, and you can kill the bride. Once the bride dies, the contract will be void, and your task will be complete.”
“Simple, right? As long as you complete the final step, you can leave with generous rewards.”
Bai Lixin held his chin and looked at the little black furry monster. Under such focused scrutiny, the little monster felt uneasy, “Why are you staring at me like that? Is there something on my face? Did I get crumbs from the pastry just now?”
Bai Lixin shook his head, “No, I just find it interesting.”
The little monster retorted, “What’s interesting? How dare a mere mortal make fun of me?!”
Bai Lixin: “No, I’m not making fun of you. It’s just that, after connecting these five tasks, I realized the ultimate goal is to save the God of Misfortune.”
The little black furry monster paused, “So what? It’s just a task. You save it, and that’s it. You don’t want to complete the task and instead die here?”
Bai Lixin: “Of course, I don’t want to die here. But I’m also curious about who is so determined to save the God of Misfortune.”
The little monster was puzzled, “So what? It’s just a game, why so many questions?”
Bai Lixin: “Is it Xiao Tou?”
The little monster froze, “Xiao Tou, Xiao Liang, or whatever, I totally don’t understand what you’re saying!”
Bai Lixin continued questioning, “Who are you? What’s your relationship with Xiao Tou and the God of Misfortune? Why are you helping me?”
The little monster widened its eyes, and its entire body’s fur bristled like it was ready to attack, “I’m just a supervisor for the game. What connection could I have with them? And when did I help you?”
“Didn’t you give this to me?” Bai Lixin took out the crumpled note from his pocket, “The princess was in the first carriage, you helped me.”
The little monster was stunned, and stretched out a trembling hand, “H-how did you find out?”
Bai Lixin: “I touched your hand when you gave it to me. Although it was in the dark, I can confidently tell you that my sense of touch is quite sensitive.”
The little monster’s eyes widened, “So you deliberately gave me a pastry just to touch my little hand? You perverted scoundrel!”
S419: [Exactly, perverted scoundrel!]
“…” The corner of Bai Lixin’s mouth twitched, “All’s fair in war. Now, tell me, was it you or not?”
The little monster snorted in response, “Yes, so what? I kindly helped you, you should be grateful.”
“If it’s you, then I’m curious about your relationship with Xiao Tou.” Bai Lixin unfolded the note and pointed at the words on it. “When I first saw the handwriting on this note yesterday, it felt familiar, like I’d seen it before, but I couldn’t remember where. It wasn’t until I took out ‘Rose Boy’ and saw the signature in the bottom right that it clicked”
“It resembles the signature on the painting, but only vaguely. It’s like the handwriting of the student and the calligraphy master—similar but not the same, yet there’s some connection between the two.”
Bai Lixin narrowed his eyes, restrained his initial gentleness, and his sharp eyes pierced the little black furry monster. “You have a connection with Xiao Tou. What exactly is your relationship? If you want to save both of them, you better tell me everything. I don’t like being used as a pawn.”
The once arrogant little monster now seemed deflated. It glanced at Bai Lixin, then at the unconscious God of Misfortune on the floor, drooped its tail, and flew onto the table, sitting down. It tucked its small hands and feet into its fluffy body, forming a ball.
After a moment, it said unhappily, “I’m their child.”
Thump—!
Bai Lixin dropped the pastry he was holding onto the table.
He stared blankly at the fuzzy ball in front of him, then glanced at the God of Misfortune on the floor, and finally, the elegant and delicate face of Xiao Tou flashed in his mind.
Um, no offense, but he was really curious.
A human and a monster, how did they give birth to this furry ball?
Bai Lixin was a bit confused, “Biological?”
The little monster rolled its eyes at Bai Lixin, and its tail swung angrily, “What, I don’t look like it?!”
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘Could you tell me where you look alike?!’
The little monster glared at Bai Lixin, then used its paws to cover itself, “Do you still want to listen? If you look at me like that again, don’t even think about me saying another word!”
Bai Lixin surrendered in a second, “Alright, alright, go ahead and tell.”
The little monster extended a small claw from its fluffy body, picked up a piece of pastry, ate it, and then slowly said, “Let’s start from where Dad, the God of Misfortune, left the hotel.”
“Dad Misfortune is a love brain. He fell in love at first sight with Dad Xiao Tou, so even though he knew that signing the contract would bind him, he still accepted it.”
“He helped Dad Xiao Tou kill all those who mistreated him, took him as his bride, hid in his shadow and followed Dad Xiao Tou back to the Fei residence. Then he began a series of revenge.”
