He Had to Admit He Was Jealous

Jiang Keyan, who had only heard half the story, agreed.

Jiang Wanrou looked Lu Mingxu over. "Xiao Lu, if you're tired, go inside and sleep. I'll watch these kids. Once they're done playing, we'll head back to bed."

Lu Mingxu paused. After a moment's thought, he walked slowly over to Wen Yanyu and coaxed softly, "Little Fish, I just remembered some things from when we were children. I'd like to talk about them. Can we?"

At the mention of their childhood, Wen Yanyu looked up blankly, meeting the man's slightly apprehensive eyes.

He remembered that he hadn't had a proper conversation with him since that day.

"Okay."

Lu Mingxu smiled at Jiang Wanrou. "I'll take Yanyu inside to rest. You should all get some rest soon too, Aunt Jiang."

Jiang Wanrou nodded with a frown.

"Huh?" A vein in Duan Mufeng's temple twitched hard as he voiced his question. "Couldn't you talk any other time? Did you have to interrupt us right now?"

Lu Mingxu gave him a cold sidelong glance, then bent down and pulled up the person half-reclining in the chair, who clearly couldn't stand on his own anymore, drawing him toward his chest.

Already dizzy, Wen Yanyu stumbled when he was yanked up and crashed straight into his arms.

Lu Mingxu's eyes were gentle, holding a darkness he couldn't understand.

Wen Yanyu froze, then pushed him away. "You don't need to help me."

Lu Mingxu's eyes dimmed slightly, and he smiled. "Let's go. I'll tell you what happened afterward."

"Okay."

Jiang Keyan frowned and scratched her head. She looked at their retreating backs, then turned to Sang Yu, who was still in a daze.

What was going on?

Jiang Keyan scratched her head, baffled.

...(´ﾟωﾟ)?

Wait!!

That wasn't right!!!

Her Bunny!!!

Aaaaaah!! That damned Lu Mingxu!!!

[?? Dude, you're just leaving Xiao Yu behind like that?]

[Hiss... why is Lu Mingxu acting so weird?]

[He hurt our Bunny, yanking him like that!]

[The way Bro Lu looked just now, hahaha. It was like he was saying, "Little one, shall I take you to get some candy?"]

[Lu Mingxu! Bad! How could you yank Bunny around! Even stealing a little bunny calls for picking your moment, aaaah! Our Bunny Baby was having fun! Bad!]

After the earlier commotion, the bedroom camera was switched off.

Wen Yanyu nestled under the covers, his pale gray eyes slowly narrowing with sleepiness.

Lu Mingxu lay on the left, and Wen Yanyu lay on the right, with a soft pillow between them for Wen Yanyu to hug.

Having shaken off his earlier state, Lu Mingxu returned to his usual gentleness, rambling on about the interesting things that had happened to him over the years.

A faint peach scent and a trace of alcohol spread beneath the covers, alluring and intimate.

Lu Mingxu narrowed his smiling eyes and reached out to rub the little bunny's fluffy head. "Next time, don't give other people food you've already half eaten."

"Mm, I'm sleepy." Wen Yanyu nodded drowsily and tilted his head away.

"Then sleep." The man's voice was low and clear. Looking at the little bunny curled up not far from his side, his voice unconsciously took on a faint note of pleasure. "Why do you smell so nice? I can't smell it unless I get close."

"I don't know." Wen Yanyu was so sleepy his eyelids kept drooping, and he slowly curled into a ball. "Everyone says I smell nice."

Lu Mingxu's hand stilled. His lips pressed into a thin line, and his eyes darkened considerably.

"Who's everyone?"

"Mm..." His awareness blurred with the alcohol. Sensing that he had come closer again, Wen Yanyu pulled up the covers and shifted away, mumbling through the list, "...m... friends from before, Bad Dog, Bro Duan, Ke Yan, and..."

Seemingly too sleepy, his voice gradually faded before he could finish.

Lu Mingxu lowered his eyes, his fingers slowly tightening, and pressed on. "Who else?"

Wen Yanyu made a small noise and burrowed half his head out from under the covers so he could breathe. "And Fu Hanchuan."

The smile faded from Lu Mingxu's eyes, and his heartbeat grew louder in the silence.

"Does he like you?"

His consciousness was hazy.

"Hmm?" Wen Yanyu murmured drowsily in question.

Lu Mingxu smiled again. "Is Fu Hanchuan your lover?"

Wen Yanyu's breathing slowed, and he shook his head in denial. "He really hates me."

"Hates you." Lu Mingxu rolled those words around on his tongue, then smiled with narrowed eyes. "Then do you still like him?"

"I remember you used to like him a lot."

With half his head covered by the quilt, Wen Yanyu's voice sounded a little muffled as he denied it. "Not anymore..."

"He hates me, he can't stand me, I, can't li... like him..."

"I see." Lu Mingxu's eyes were dark as he gently drew out the words, his leading question like a lingering whisper, clinging and low.

"Then is there anyone you like now?"

There was no answer for a long time.

Wen Yanyu's breathing was even and his eyes were closed. He looked to be asleep, his gray-black hair scattered across his face, quiet and docile.

Lu Mingxu sat up to straighten the covers for the person beside him. His palm accidentally brushed the young man's rosy cheek, and that fleeting touch of soft, delicate skin sent his heart racing uncontrollably.

Amid the sound of rain in the night, Lu Mingxu turned and met Duan Mufeng's gaze. There was no telling how long he had been watching. At the instant their eyes met,

he saw countless emotions in those eyes: scorn, hostility, mockery, and even inexplicable pity.

Neither spoke, nor did they discuss the sleeping arrangements. They simply left the middle spot to the sleeping young man in tacit agreement.

The lights went out, leaving only the moonlight outside the window spilling into the room.

In the darkness, the three men's breathing mingled.

Lu Mingxu closed his eyes. He had to admit he was jealous.