Xiao Ci, You Don't Want To Be (08)

As soon as Fu Zhouxuan entered the bathroom, he heard an angry curse coming from the soundproof booth.

His upbringing made him accustomed to swearing, and he calmly turned on the tap.

The water flowed gently as the cubicle door opened from the inside. Fu Zhouxuan looked up expressionlessly and saw Fu Yang emerge from within.

The other person also saw him, their face full of annoyance.

The two stood at the same row of sinks, several seats apart.

Fu Zhouxuan didn't want to pay attention to Fu Yang, but the other man's handwashing movements were too frantic, as if his hands were dirty. Or perhaps he was just a short-tempered and impatient person.

Fu Zhouxuan recalled the disgusted look on Fu Yang's face when he came to pick him up; Fu Yang seemed to be someone who loved to cause trouble. Having just Fu Family, he didn't want to provoke him, so he turned off the tap and immediately left.

The next moment, however, he was called back.

"Hey." Fu Yang washed his hands and then his face.

Water droplets rolled down his deep-set face, his expression and tone as if someone owed him eight million. "Do you have your phone?"

Fu Zhouxuan remained silent for a few seconds before unlocking his phone from his pocket and handing it to him.

Fu Yang dialed a number fluently.

"Hey, Xiao Ci."

There was an accident on the way, but nothing serious.

"I only have a few scratches, everything else is fine. Fu Qingxiao's injury is more serious, he broke his hand."

"Yes, he went too."

"Thanks to the talisman you gave me. Don't rush, don't worry, just stay in your dorm. I'll have someone come pick you up from school in a bit, don't worry..."

The man's eyes were gentle and patient, and he spoke in the tone of someone talking to their wife on the phone.

He was completely different from his previous aggressive demeanor.

Fu Zhouxuan stood at a distance that wasn't too far, and he heard Fu Yang first say, "He seems fine." Then, after the person on the other end of the phone said something, Fu Yang, despite his displeasure, still glanced in his direction and asked, "What did the doctor tell you?"

Was the person named "Xiao Ci" asking about his situation?

Fu Zhouxuan was momentarily stunned, but quickly came to his senses.

His voice was a little dry, deeper than that of a boy his age. "The doctor said it's nothing serious."

Fu Yang immediately looked away. "I asked, he's fine, I'm actually in worse shape than him."

After ending the call with the other person, Fu Yang called his assistant, quickly arranged everything, and then returned the phone to Fu Zhouxuan.

The bathroom became quiet.

Fu Zhouxuan stood there, opened the call log, glanced at the most recently called number, and then put his phone away and returned to his ward after a moment.

*

At 2 PM, Xue Ci was finally picked up by her assistant and taken to the hospital.

Fu Yang stood in the ward with his arms crossed, seemingly waiting for him.

Xue Ci rushed over, asking worriedly, "How is it?"

Feeling the soft warmth in his palm, Fu Yang paused, realizing something, and frowned slightly, but quickly regained his composure.

He rolled up the sleeve of his hospital gown, exposing the only superficial wound on his arm.

The tall, muscular man complained to Xue Ci about his injury, saying, "It didn't hurt before, but it hurts now."

Xue Ci immediately showed a guilty expression, lowered her head, and gently blew on Fu Yang's wound twice.

It felt like a feather brushing against my skin, sending a tingling sensation through me.

Fu Yang's breathing became erratic, and a surge of heat rose up his back.

However, unlike before when he would react immediately just by smelling Xue Ci's scent, he remained completely unfazed by this intimate gesture.

"Is my uncle inside? Is he awake?" Xue Ci's voice interrupted the man's thoughts.

Fu Yang pulled himself together. "She's receiving an IV drip inside, and hasn't woken up yet."

Xue Ci lowered her eyes.

He hadn't expected Fu Qingxiao to go too.

According to the original plot, Fu Yang went to pick up Fu Zhouxuan alone. Fu Zhouxuan had the protagonist's halo, and Fu Yang also had the talisman given to him by Fu Zhouxuan.

Perhaps it was because he changed the original plot on his own that a chain reaction occurred, causing the originally innocent Fu Qingxiao to be seriously injured.

"Don't worry," Fu Yang said, his voice filled with concern as he saw Xue Ci's pale lips, making her look even more like a patient than the other injured ones. "The doctor said she wasn't hit in any vital areas and will wake up soon."

Xue Ci felt a lump in her throat, overwhelmed with guilt.

Upon entering, he saw Fu Qingxiao lying on the hospital bed.

The fractured hand was immobilized, and the bruises and abrasions on his face were properly treated.

Xue Ci's attention was entirely on Fu Qingxiao until Fu Yang pushed her shoulder forward a couple of steps from behind, at which point she noticed the other person in the room.

Is this the protagonist, Fu Zhouxuan?

Perhaps it was because the men around Xue Ci were all physically strong, but at first glance, Fu Zhouxuan, although tall, appeared thin and bony, looking malnourished and sickly.

At this moment, the other person was quietly sitting in the corner of the ward, barely noticeable.

From the outside, Fu Zhouxuan didn't seem to be injured at all. Xue Ci was still worried and asked in his direction, "Are you alright? Does your body hurt?"

The boy was tense all over, his cold, stern eyes filled with stubbornness.

His gaze lingered on Xue Ci for two seconds before quickly shifting away.

My cheeks started burning uncontrollably.

"... without."

After waiting for a long time, Xue Ci finally heard Fu Zhouxuan reply in a stiff tone.

Fu Zhouxuan seemed very wary of him.

That's normal. The protagonist grew up in an environment lacking love, and his childhood was filled with humiliation and deception, so it's understandable that he would be wary of people.

"It's good that you're alright." Xue Ci didn't say anything more.

Fu Yang looked displeased, wanting Xue Ci to focus her attention on him. "My arm still hurts, it hurts so much."

Xue Ci indeed began to show concern for him. "Did you put medicine on your wound?"

Fu Yang told him to sit down, while he carried another chair and sat opposite him, his legs slightly apart, encircling Xue Ci's legs within his own territory.

Like a stray dog guarding its food.

Fu Zhouxuan looked away.

If a man has money, he can find a wife no matter what kind of person he is.

*

Fu Yang's men arrived at the hospital quickly, and the three of them were transferred to a VIP ward.

Originally, they planned to each have their own room, but Xue Ci was worried about the other two, especially Fu Qingxiao was still unconscious, so she persuaded Fu Yang and the other two to stay in the same room.

"Anyway, the room is big, and there are two bathrooms, so it won't feel cramped."

His voice was sweet and watery, with a high-pitched tone at the end, making him sound very charming and coquettish.

Fu Yang couldn't stand this. But he didn't easily give in. "Do I really have to share a room with the two of them?"

Xue Ci grabbed his clothes. "You can stay alone after Uncle wakes up, okay?"

Fu Yang's eyelids twitched slightly at his subtle attempt to be friendly. "What's in it for me?"

Xue Ci pursed her lips and whispered, "I'm not going back to school tonight."

Since Fu Yang is already incapacitated, nothing will happen even if he squeezes into a bed with Fu Yang.

But... after all this, why does Fu Yang look so indifferent? Has he not yet realized it?

11: [I think he might be faking it.]

?

Xue Ci unaware of the situation. After hesitating for a few seconds, he feigned ignorance and probed, "Have you checked your whole body? Is it only your arm that's injured? Should we check again, just in case we missed any injuries?"

Fu Yang paused, but quickly masked his reaction, his face remaining completely expressionless. "Don't worry."

"The doctor said I'm fine and just need a few days of rest."

Suspicious, Xue Ci didn't have the energy to deal with the matter at the moment.

He was worried about Fu Qingxiao and sat by his bedside the whole time.

This excessive concern quickly drew Fu Yang's displeasure.

Xue Ci was hugged from behind, very close, and she could feel his explosive body, every muscle smooth and firm.

The man's voice was hoarse as he rubbed his firm nose against the soft flesh of the boy's neck. Then, he took a deep breath, as if addicted, and questioned, "Why are you always concerned about other men?"

Thinking about how she would have to get involved with Fu Qingxiao in the future, Xue Ci felt guilty. "He's your uncle, that's why I care about him."

Fu Yang held on tightly, seemingly unconvinced. "I'm so thirsty."

Xue Ci couldn't stand hearing the word "thirsty" right now, so she immediately broke free from the other person's embrace.

There was fruit on the table brought by his assistant. He reached for an orange, peeled it, and handed it over.

Fu Yang took it and found that there was only half of it.

And the remaining half-

"Do you want to rest? We can talk about homework when you're better."

Fu Yang frowned when he saw Xue Ci walk up to Fu Zhouxuan.

What are you storing?

What kind of homework do you do in a hospital ward?

It's just a few points on the test, isn't it?

The Fu Family had planned to bring Fu Zhouxuan back years ago, but Fu Zhouxuan was stubborn and hostile to everyone, so bringing him back would only result in an ungrateful wolf.

Fu Yang wanted Xue Ci ignore him, but then he saw Fu Zhouxuan put away his homework and take the oranges Xue Ci gave him.

His heart skipped a beat.

He behaved as obediently as a dog in front of Xue Ci.

Fu Yang stared at the half-eaten orange.

Now we can only get half an orange. If something goes wrong, won't we lose even the orange peel?

Thinking of Fu Qingxiao, Fu Zhouxuan who was about to come of age, and Xue Ci's ex-boyfriend in his early twenties who kept pestering her, Fu Yang couldn't help but clench his fists.

If anything even slightly happens to him, the pack of wolves will definitely pounce and snatch Xue Ci away.

No... he's perfectly fine.

He's only temporarily shaken by the car accident; he'll be back to his old self in a few days.

Fu Qingxiao remained unconscious, Xue Ci, worried about him, did not return to school.

Fu Yang asked his men to prepare an extra bed, but Xue Ci stopped him, saying, "No need, I'll sleep with you."

Their tone was intimate, like that of a newlywed couple already living together.

Normally, Fu Yang would have been strutting around like a madman, wishing he could lick Xue Ci's entire body and devour her whole, bones and all.

Xue Ci: "Will this disturb your rest?"

"I won't disturb you." Fu Yang pulled her into his arms, his large hands encircling Xue Ci's slender fingers, weaving them together, his voice filled with infatuation, "So bold?"

Xue Ci struggled slightly on his lap, then whispered in his ear, "You said you wouldn't touch me."

"I won't touch it... I don't have a penchant for having others watch."

The two stayed in a corner, but their intimate posture was constantly observed by Fu Zhouxuan.

He saw a handsome boy being held in someone's arms like a porcelain doll, small and delicate, with pink and rosy skin, and speaking in a coquettish manner.

It makes people tense up uncontrollably.

Perhaps it was because he was ignorant; having grown up in that small town, he had never seen a man who looked like Song Xueci.

At 10 p. m., Fu Qingxiao still hadn't woken up, Xue Ci decided to rest.

Fu Yang was standing on the balcony talking to his subordinate on the phone, handling work. He casually pulled a shirt from the man's luggage and went to the bathroom.

After washing up, Fu Yang was still on the phone. Meanwhile, Fu Zhouxuan was doing his homework under the bedside lamp.

As expected of the protagonist, he doesn't even try to fight back at a time like this.

The soft, low-powered light cast a pale yellow glow on Fu Zhouxuan's face, making him appear less aloof and prickly than during the day, and more like a small animal unable to adapt to its new environment.

Xue Ci on the headlights and took out fruit and bottled water from the table.

He felt like a parent taking care of a student preparing for the college entrance exam, and started to nag. "Don't turn on such a dim light when you're studying, and eat something if you get tired."

After saying that, he placed the item he was holding next to the other person.

My finger accidentally brushed against Fu Zhouxuan's pen, and he reacted strongly by pulling his arm away.

"..."

Xue Ci asked 11: [Am I some kind of monster or monstrous flood?]

Eleven, who had been fast asleep, woke up to find his host standing next to a male high school student with red ears, wearing only a shirt. The host screamed for his host to leave! This guy is no good, he's a little wolf!

Xue Ci did not understand.

Fu Zhouxuan doesn't resemble Little Wolf at all.

Instead, it resembles an introverted, thin, and pitiful little dog.

11 is going crazy: [I'm the host's only puppy!!]

Seeing the 11 wings flapping incessantly, Xue Ci patted the little system's round belly.

Okay, I won't bother him tonight.

Xue Ci stopped trying to be friendly with Fu Zhouxuan, lifted Fu Yang's blanket, and crawled inside like a sweet glutinous rice ball.

He became sleepy as soon as his head hit the pillow, curling up under the covers with only half his face showing.

Soft, light-colored hair fell casually over her fair skin.

It's like, really like, a little wife waiting for her husband to come back to the bedroom to sleep.

When Fu Yang entered the room, he saw Xue Ci like this. He leaned down, brought his face very close, and pressed his lips to her cheek, making a crisp "pop" sound.

Xue Ci was woken up and uttered two slurred, sleepy words. "Go back to sleep..."

Such an invitation made the man involuntarily swallow hard.

One side of the bed quickly sank, Xue Ci's body tilted in that direction. He reached out and hugged the man's waist as if he were hugging a doll.

Fu Yang's breathing was heavy, and it was so loud that it kept him awake.

Xue Ci suddenly thought of something, propped herself up, and covered Fu Yang with her whole body.

He was soft everywhere, and when pressed against the man's taut body, he seemed even more boneless and weak.

As if verifying something, his beautiful, glass-bead-like eyes rolled around, and he struggled and rubbed against the man slightly.

It fits perfectly and tightly.

Until a pair of large hands tightly gripped her waist.

Her lips were pried open, and Fu Yang's hot, rough tongue probed inside. The sucking sounds gradually grew louder, and saliva was swallowed away.

Xue Ci was dizzy from the kisses, her smooth cheeks were wet and red from the impact of her nose.

Her whole little face was covered in kisses, revealing a pitiful look as if she had been bullied too much.

He was breathing heavily, feeling his cheeks sticky with hot, damp sweat, and his chin wet with saliva, feeling sticky and uncomfortable.

"Go to sleep..."

Fu Yang gave a low, hoarse "hmm," and then pecked his earlobe again.

Xue Ci held him, and after realizing that nothing was pressing against him, she finally felt at ease and fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Yang, however, kept his eyes open until dawn.

He slept holding Xue Ci all night long.

I am experiencing shortness of breath and numbness in my back.

My heart rate is also rising rapidly.

As before, he was attracted to Xue Ci and wanted her very much.

But there was still no movement from there.

It seems... there really was a problem.

Fu Yang was extremely agitated.

How did a car accident cause that problem?

Half of his face was blended into the darkness.

He nervously pulled Xue Ci into his arms, his arms tightening around her.

Xue Ci would never leave him because of something like this; Xue Ci likes him so much.

Such things couldn't overcome their feelings.

Fu Yang kept telling himself this in his mind, and that's how he got through the night until dawn.

By the dim light, he stared at Xue Ci's face, tracing her beautiful eyebrows and features with his eyes again and again.

In short... this matter should be kept secret for now.

*

Knowing that Fu Yang's health was failing, Xue Ci felt much more at ease and slept in the same bed with him for several days in a row.

Fu Qingxiao was unconscious for three days before finally waking up.

Xue Ci felt it was her fault and took extra care of Fu Qingxiao.

Even the doctor praised him, saying, "There aren't many thoughtful little brothers like this these days."

Fu Qingxiao raised the corners of his lips and corrected, "He's not my brother."

After the doctor left, Fu Qingxiao's body echoed in her mind: [Why did you only explain the first half of the sentence, "He's your nephew's boyfriend"? Why didn't you say that?]

Fu Qingxiao remained silent, slowly and methodically organizing the Sudoku puzzles and comic books that Xue Ci had brought to amuse him.

The sound rang out again.

Will he come to see us again this afternoon?

Fu Qingxiao's bangs almost covered his eyes, and he paused slightly. "[You've come to see me.]"

Fu Qingxiao scoffed lightly.

[Isn't it supposed to be immoral? He accidentally touched you and you're already aroused.]

[You must have had a blast.]

[When he came over in the afternoon, he asked me to come out for a while.]

Fu Qingxiao's alarm bells rang loudly: [What do you want to do?]

Fu Qingxiao chuckled teasingly: [You really think you're the main wife? Don't worry, I am you, and you are me.]

[I just want to spend some time with him; the way he looks makes my heart flutter.]

Fu Qingxiao ignored him.

He spent several days in the hospital, accumulating a lot of work. Just as he was focusing on his work, his college friend and family doctor, Zheng Yan, called, "What's wrong with Fu Yang? He suddenly asked me about urology."

Fu Qingxiao frowned. "In what aspect?"

"It's about male erectile dysfunction." Zheng Yan was woken up in the middle of the night by Fu Yang's phone call. He immediately forgot Fu Yang's warning not to tell anyone. "I told him I majored in surgery, I don't have any problems in that area, and I don't know much about it."

"I prescribed him medicine, and he actually yelled at me."

Seeing that Fu Qingxiao remained silent, Zheng Yan continued, "Has something been on his mind lately? Didn't he say he was dating a handsome guy? But it turns out he's impotent?"

"Otherwise, you could try to persuade him that if it's too early, he should take the medication. If that doesn't work, he should stay single and not cause trouble for others."

Zheng Yan's mouth seemed to be coated with venom as he complained to Fu Qingxiao.

After Fu Qingxiao hung up the phone, his alternate personality appeared: [Is Fu Yang unwell?]

Fu Qingxiao remained calm: [This is just speculation.]

Fu Qingxiao pondered for a moment: [Could it be caused by a car accident?]

Fu Qingxiao: [Perhaps.]

"Why don't we just ask the doctor?" Fu Qingxiao's voice trembled with excitement. "It seems even God is on our side. Who would stay with a useless piece of trash?"

*

Xue Ci has been focusing her energy on accompanying Fu Qingxiao to the hospital lately. Fortunately, the man is physically strong, and apart from his fractured arm, his other injuries have healed quickly.

Several people were discharged from the hospital one after another.

The plot continued smoothly as originally planned.

Fu Zhouxuan was arranged to stay at Fu Yang's villa, waiting to start school next month.

Unexpectedly, Fu Qingxiao started calling occasionally to ask Xue Ci what she needed, and he came to deliver gifts more and more often.

Xue Ci felt that the other person was thanking her for taking care of them in the hospital.

Fu Yang was very dissatisfied with this and asked Fu Qingxiao if he had come to the school to see him, and what the other party wanted to see him for and what they had said.

They asked about every single detail in great detail, as if they were catching someone cheating.

Fu Yang has been very busy with work lately, and he went on a business trip abroad, but that doesn't stop the other party from sending more spies around him to keep an eye on his every move.

Any boy who gets close will quickly receive a warning.

Fu Yang seemed to have set up a domain around him, a domain that no other male was allowed to enter except for the man himself.

Xue Ci disliked the feeling of being restricted in her freedom, but when she thought of the time Fu Yang helped her pay off his gambling debts, she swallowed her resentment.

The progress bar has reached 50%.

The next part of the story involves her being taken to a villa and kept as a caged bird.

While Xue Ci and Fu Yang were returning from abroad, they were also busy participating in club activities to earn credits, and they also had to catch up on their studies.

With so many things piling up, Xue Ci overwhelmed and stumped by a calculus problem that she couldn't solve no matter what she tried.

Is this made for a human?

Why should we learn these things?

I'm not learning anymore!

Xue Ci, with a sullen face, angrily threw the pen onto the book, then buried her face in her arms, her nose stinging, tears welling up in her eyes as she sulked at herself.

"Xue Ci?"

Hearing someone call his name, Xue Ci raised his face.

Her small, palm-sized face was still wet with tears, her eyelashes sticky and damp.

No matter how she sees it, she feels wronged.

Jiang Shu had never seen Xue Ci with this expression before. After a couple of seconds of stunned silence, he quickly moved closer to Xue Ci and asked, "What's wrong? Did someone bully you?"

Xue Ci was initially hesitant to speak, but Jiang Shu's gentle tone was like a godsend, so he disregarded his pride, sniffed, and laid the notebook out in front of him. "It."

With just one word, Jiang Shu's heart felt like it had been scratched by a cat.

He suppressed the urge to see Xue Ci cry even harder and to help her lick away her tears, and instead solved the problem with a serious expression.

After Xue Ci read it carefully, her little face scrunched up in a frown.

Tears just started falling.

"I never thought of something this simple..."

He felt even more aggrieved than before, and picked up his pen without saying a word.

Her little face was stubborn yet pitiful.

I want to cry.

Jiang Shu's breathing became disordered, and after being glanced at by Xue Ci, a surge of heat rose throughout his body.

Are you trying to mock me?

Seeing that Jiang Shu was staring at her, Xue Ci said listlessly, "Just laugh if you want to."

"Why would I laugh at you?" Jiang Shu was also secretly observing Xue Ci's every move. "Are you going to participate in student council activities recently? I know the current president, and they said they're short of an illustrator, which is worth 0.6 credits. Would you like to participate?"

A regular activity only earns 0.2 points, but if you can get 0.6 points, you won't need to participate in any other activities this semester.

Xue Ci immediately replied, "I'm quite good at drawing."

"Yes, I know you're very capable." Jiang Shu said earnestly, taking a wet wipe from his bag and handing it to him. "Wipe your face first, little kitten."

Xue Ci was unaware of how intimate and ambiguous such a form of address was. After finishing his homework, he went with Jiang Shu to register for the student council.

The illustration is simple; it requires drawing a promotional poster.

Xue Ci accepted the task.

Jiang Shu: "This will probably take several hours, I'll go with you."

Xue Ci had just nodded when her phone rang.

It's obvious who it is without even guessing.

It must have been one of the bodyguards Fu Yang had placed around him who saw him with Jiang Shu.

Xue Ci felt dissatisfied and directed all her grievances at Fu Yang. She silenced her phone and followed the student in charge of the activity to the activity room to get her paintbrushes.

Jiang Shu walked beside him. "Is it alright not to answer the phone? It was... your boyfriend calling, wasn't it?"

Xue Ci looked unhappy. "It's nothing."

He grabbed his paintbrush and spent the whole night in the activity room with Jiang Shu, finally finishing around 10 p. m.

Xue Ci wearily and slung her backpack over her shoulder as she returned to her dormitory.

The dormitory lights are on; my roommates should all be back by now.

Xue Ci opened the door, but instead of her three roommates, there was only a man in a black suit sitting in his seat waiting for her.

She was looking in his direction at that moment, her eyes deep and unreadable.

Xue Ci's hand, which was on the doorknob, involuntarily clenched slightly.

After getting to know Fu Yang better, he realized that the other party was just a paper tiger, and relying on being pampered, he gradually became less afraid of him.

But now, it seems he's back to the time when he first met the man.

He exuded an aura of indifference, his eyes were deep and unfathomable, like a ferocious wild beast.

The dormitory is very quiet.

Fu Yang suddenly stood up, walked towards him, stared straight at him, and closed the dormitory door behind him.

The sound of the door locking made Xue Ci's legs go weak.

He pretended to be nonchalant and calmly asked, "You... what brings you to the dorm?"

"Haven't seen me for half a month, and this is the first thing you say to me?" Fu Yang's tone was gloomy. "You haven't contacted me for five days."

I called you more than a dozen times.

"Song Xueci, you're really something."

Like a small animal sensing danger, Xue Ci stared at his toes, but the stare still made his scalp tingle. He was forced to look up. "My roommates... where are they?"

Fu Yang: "We booked a suite and sent them away."

No one will bother us tonight.

Wh-what...

Xue Ci's shoulders trembled slightly.

"I just saw your call and was about to call you back."

I've been spending a lot of time alone lately.

I miss you so much.

He's good at playing the victim.

However, this tactic suddenly stopped working.

Her rosy cheeks were gently pinched, forcing her lips to open.

Fu Yang leaned closer, as if trying to smell if any man's scent had been left there.

Xue Ci couldn't swallow; she was already drooling uncontrollably.

Wet your chin along the crease of your lips.

His cheeks burned with embarrassment, his expression a mixture of annoyance and shame.

Fu Yang finally let go of him.

Xue Ci very unhappy and was about to say something.

The next moment, she heard the man whisper in her ear, "If you relieve yourself every day, other men won't be able to seduce you, right?"

Author's Note:

Baby... I'm going to get played with a few times first (not really), sob sob sob, I'll be so pitiful from all the playing, sob sob sob [poor][poor][poor]

The next update will be around midnight.