Adventure

I patted Bu Yao and said—

Although he was no stranger to Aunt Ming's cooking skills, Xing Yue wasn't in the mood to enjoy the food right now.

She escorted He Zhiwen downstairs, then made an excuse to decline. "My stomach hasn't been feeling well these past few days, let's talk about it later. Please thank Aunt Ming for me, I'll definitely make time to visit her when I have some free time."

Xing Yue had given He Zhiwen plenty of face and even promised to take a vacation to visit the old man. With things already said to this extent, it would be a bit annoying if He Zhiwen still insisted.

Contact is inevitable in these back-and-forth interactions, and Xing Yue's entire life is in chaos right now, leaving him with no extra energy to deal with these things.

Fortunately He Zhiwen wasn't one to force things. A little disappointed, she shrugged and replied easily, "Okay, then I'll come over for the Dragon Boat Festival and cook you something nice. You can't be alone during a holiday. I'll leave after dinner."

Xing Yue's expression tightened slightly, but he wasn't too opposed to it. "Mm."

After seeing He Zhiwen downstairs and watching him get into the car, Xing Yue returned to her room. She took a quick shower, then nestled in bed. She couldn't sleep yet; she had to sleep during the day, otherwise she'd be sleepy again in the middle of the night.

She turned off the light, her laptop casually playing a popular TV series. The soft blue light from the screen shone on her face, and the room was filled with the sounds of characters talking on TV and various background sound effects.

Xing Yue took out from under the pillow the "" character she tore off from Bu Mansion, and the gilded paper-cut, even though it was made of fine materials, has faded slightly after a long period of time.

I guess all snakes in the world are the same except for Fire Snake; they have no concept of fidelity in love.

That rainy night, He Zhiwen, who was already married at the time, even begged her for help so that his wife could come back. Even though He Zhiwen seemed to love his wife very much, he didn't refuse her gesture of wanting to kiss him, did he?

This is human nature; the rate of infidelity is terrifying.

Perhaps before Bu Yao, Xing Yue could have been like everyone else, marrying the right person, divorcing his partner when they cheated, and finding another.

Anyway, everyone lives like this, infidelity and divorce are commonplace, but she met Bu Yao, this woman who spent ten years proving that in addition to snakes driven by their nature, there are also devoted lovers in the world.

Such loyalty is rare and precious, and Xing Yue could hardly resist being moved. However, she couldn't bring herself to serve Bu Yao like a slave, so she had no choice but to leave.

I deleted thousands of photos from my album and changed the screensaver to the one that comes with the phone's operating system. It looks much better this way.

She put the paper cutting back in its place, lay on the bed tossing and turning, and secretly began to shamefully stalk her ex-boyfriend.

Bu Yao remained silent on WeChat; her signature was still the same lyric, and she hadn't changed her profile picture or nickname. She then checked Bu Yao's Weibo, which consisted mostly of daily reading notes and case analyses, and hadn't been updated recently.

Xing Yue was a little angry; her life had undergone a complete upheaval, while Bu Yao was enjoying a peaceful and quiet life.

She stared at the chat window, intending to Bu Yao, but accidentally double-tap her WeChat profile picture twice. A message immediately popped up. "[I tapped Bu Yao and said, 'Your girlfriend is really pretty.']"

Xing Yue's heart nearly stopped when he saw this line of small print. Was this girlfriend referring to her? Bu Yao didn't have any other girlfriends. Did the young lady think she was pretty...?

She pursed her lips, feeling the tension of someone who had been secretly spying on their ex and had been discovered.

Xing Yue stroked the "Tap" button with his thumb, feeling both amused and exasperated. What kind of new WeChat feature was this? He tried long-pressing it and found that he could undo the action, so he immediately did so.

You probably didn't see it.

These behaviors were quite ridiculous, so she simply turned off her phone and tossed it to one side of the bed. She didn't even know what she wanted to see.

However, the fact that Bu Yao's social media accounts were completely calm, as if nothing had happened, made her feel very uneasy...

She found the bottle of clear eye drops, put them in, crawled back into bed, curled up in a comfortable position, and listened to TV dramas, drifting off to sleep.

In the dead of night, under the dark moonlight, her legs, dry and itchy, writhed and rubbed together under the covers.

Xing Yue was in so much pain that she had to get up and turn on the light. When she pulled back the covers, she saw that her legs were dry and red, as if she had an allergic reaction, with a layer of skin peeling off. She frowned, got up and went to the bathroom to turn on the shower and rinse with cold water.

With the water's moisture, her legs finally stopped itching, but they were still red, and transparent, Snake Shed kept falling off. Was she about to shed her skin? Xing Yue chuckled to himself, a silent, mocking laugh.

Healthy snakes shed their skin every year. Because she didn't have a tail, she stopped shedting at the age of seven. She attributed her current reaction to an allergic reaction from moving to a new environment.

Xing Yue ordered a box of allergy medicine from a delivery rider online, changed the bedding, took the medicine, and planned to watch some TV until dawn before going to sleep.

But as soon as she lay down, the skin that had only been raised began to wrinkle in patches. When she rubbed the blanket, it peeled off with a whoosh, causing her to break out in a cold sweat and tremble uncontrollably from the pain. She stumbled back to the bathroom and poured cold water over her legs. Only soaking in the water could make her legs feel a little better.

There was no bathtub in the bathroom. Xing Yue curled up on the cold tiles, his pajamas and hair wet, like a puppy that had just been pulled from the river.

This symptom is very similar to when Snake Shed. Xing Yue couldn't help but think that other people's baby snakes have their parents help them shed their skin until they become adults, while her Maternal Grandmother helped her when she was a child.

The old lady's back was so bent that it couldn't bend any further. Every time I tried to pick her up, I was too weak and ended up dropping her several times. Although I felt guilty and heartbroken, there was nothing I could do.

If even her Maternal Grandmother doesn't take her to a damp place to shed her skin, then she can only lie paralyzed in the vegetable garden, unable to walk or stand up, writhing in pain.

Thankfully, her tail was crippled by the age of seven; otherwise, how could her Maternal Grandmother have carried her at ten, fourteen, and eighteen...?

Xing Yue fell asleep in the bathroom with cold water poured over him, without even realizing when he fell asleep.

*

"Sister Yue!"

"Sister Yue!"

Xing Yue's head was dizzy and felt like it was about to explode. She opened her sleepy eyes and saw Bai Yulun appear beside her bed at some point.

Her forehead felt icy cold, and she instinctively raised her hand to touch it, finding a bag of ice.

Seeing that the person was awake, Bai Yulun breathed a sigh of relief, "I wanted to ask you to order work clothes, but you didn't answer my phone, and no one answered when I knocked on the door. I got the key from the landlord. How are you? Why are you sleeping in the bathroom?"

She pushed open the door and saw Xing Yue lying in the bathroom. She thought he had fainted from the fall, but when she picked him up, she found that his body temperature was very warm and there were no other external injuries, which reassured her a little.

Xing Yue sat up in bed. The setting sun cast a dim glow outside the window; it must be afternoon. She removed the ice cubes. Aside from a slightly heavy head, she was fine. "Thank you, I..."

Looking down at her dry clothes, she stopped speaking abruptly, her face turning pale.

Bai Yulun could tell what Xing Yue was thinking from his expression, so she explained, "Little Snowflake changed it. She was just here, but something came up at the factory and she had to go back. I didn't see it at all."

The proportion of homosexuals in the world is very high. People who are not very close to each other are very reluctant to see the bodies of the same or opposite sex.

Bai Yulun didn't have a penchant for offending others, but he still made a special call to have Bo Wuxue rush over at an urgent speed.

Xing Yue had just woken up, her mind a little dazed. She nodded slowly without saying anything. She didn't even need to question the truth of those words, because her phone had already been bombarded with messages from that girl.

Wow! So hot! So big! So white!

[I'll take responsibility for you, A Yue. My fiancée will be the concubine, and you'll be the main wife!!! A box of lingerie and other erotic items as a dowry—are you satisfied? I have all the styles you like!]

[Sobbing, tears of jealousy stream down my face. Why can't I develop properly? Who stole my hot, mature woman's life?]

[I'm such a bad kid, I fall in love with every girl I meet. jpg]

Xing Yue replied with an emoji: [Okay, you can shut up now. jpg]

"Would you like something to eat, Sister Yue?" The woman leaned closer, her hands resting on the edge of the bed, her pinkish-white ponytail swaying, giving her a youthful and vibrant look.

Xing Yue sighed once again, "Youth is wonderful. Even if you do nothing, your energy and vitality are truly enviable."

Every year has its own beauty, and Xing Yue used to accept growing up naturally like that. But ever since her mother started nagging her on the phone every few days, constantly saying things like "You're already this old," "You're thirty-six," and "You're not a little girl anymore," things have changed.

The Xing Yue, the more anxious he became about his age.

They ate at a nearby small restaurant, and Xing Yue followed Bai Yulun, saying he wanted to order custom-made work clothes, but instead, he was taken to a large shopping mall.

Judging from the storefront's decor, it was clearly expensive. Xing Yue hesitated the whole way, his eyes filled with resistance.

Bai Yulun picked up a black and white ink-wash style skirt and compared it to Xing Yue's waist. "How about this one? Paired with a linen shirt, it creates a beautiful image, a gentle and submissive wife look, not bad, not bad."

This kind of clothing can easily make someone look dowdy, but Xing Yue has a very elegant appearance, fair skin, and a slim but not skinny figure. Wearing it gives her a kind of melancholic beauty and a broken beauty.

Moreover, long, straight black hair really goes well with a white linen shirt.

Xing Yue hadn't expected that Bai Yulun's talk of custom-made work clothes meant buying her clothes. What kind of custom-made work clothes were these?

"President Bai..."

"Go back and ask those people in the work group. I bought their outfits for singing at work. They didn't wear their own clothes. Are you trying to make an exception for them, Sister Yue?" Bai Yulun preemptively struck, blinking her innocent big eyes at Xing Yue.

If what Bai Yulun said is true, then Xing Yue should be more cautious.

Besides buying elegant clothes, there was also a strapless black dress with silver tassels on the hem, which was quite suitable for the Bar atmosphere. Bai Yulun was initially worried that this kind of dress would be tacky, but when Xing Yue tried it on, it not only didn't look vulgar, but was actually sexy and alluring.

The moment the fitting room curtain was pulled back, even the air felt hot.

Bai Yulun's gaze lingered on her for a few seconds before he shook his head. "No, no, I don't want this one."

She refused to put the dress into Xing Yue's wardrobe.

After shopping for clothes and shoes, Xing Yue was exhausted, but Bai Yulun was still full of energy.

"There are still two hours until eight o'clock. Shall we go to the amusement park? There seem to be a lot of flowers blooming there. Luckily, I brought my camera. Shall I take a couple of pictures of Sister Xiaoyue?"

She put all the clothes in the car and the trunk, then grabbed Xing Yue and rushed to the amusement park.

Upon hearing Xing Yue opened his mouth with a hint of helplessness. "I'm already this old, why would I still want to go to an amusement park?"

"Wow!" Bai Yulun suddenly looked serious, straightened Xing Yue's shoulder, and said, "Even an eighty-year-old grandma can wear a floral dress and wear flowers. Thirty-six years old, that's too young! Forget amusement parks, you can go on adventures, skydive, bungee jump, go skiing!"