Xiao Ci, You Don't Want to Be (12)

What are you saying...?

Xue Ci suppressed the embarrassment on her face and glanced at Fu Yang.

If he weren't afraid of Fu Yang misunderstanding, he really wanted to grab the other person's face and see just how thick their skin was.

The man seemed to have been working out lately, as he had become quite muscular. Xue Ci accidentally bumped into him and felt a sharp pain. He sullenly said, "I won't try it, and I don't need you to keep it a secret. Get out of my way."

Fu Yang obediently stepped aside, but followed behind.

Xue Ci quickened her pace, intending to lock the dormitory door from the inside, but she was still a step too late.

Fu Yang's hand, with its bulging veins, reached in through the crack in the door.

Xue Ci dared not press his hand down, and simply let him enter the house.

Luckily it was the weekend, and my roommates had all gone home.

Otherwise, Xue Ci didn't dare to imagine how embarrassing it would be for Fu Yang to make such a bold statement.

He pursed his lips, put the basin aside, put on his headphones, and started reading, completely ignoring the other person.

But Fu Yang was such a big guy, it was really hard to ignore him.

Suppressing her temper, Xue Ci took off her headphones, her tone less than friendly. "What do you want from me?"

"I sent you photos, but you didn't reply. I was afraid you wouldn't know I'm better." Fu Yang crossed his arms and stared at his face. "Isn't this the reason you broke up with me?"

Xue Ci so angry that her head was spinning, and she turned her face away, ignoring him.

"Don't look at me like that."

"?"

"I'm getting an erection."

"..."

Xue Ci gritted her teeth, her expression fierce. "You're so annoying."

In Fu Yang's eyes, Xue Ci's behavior was clearly a form of coquetry. He had no shame and wished that his words would provoke Xue Ci to say a few more harsh words to him and show more different expressions.

Who is your boyfriend now? Fu Qingxiao or Jiang Shu?

"He kissed you on the lips? What about the rest? Did he eat with you too?"

Why not give it a try?

Xue Ci, thoroughly annoyed, couldn't help but interrupt, "Then take it off."

Fu Yang, who had been relentlessly harassing Xue Ci, was stunned. "... What?"

Xue Ci got up from her chair, walked over to Fu Yang, and looked up at him.

Fu Yang's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably. It had been a while since he'd seen Xue Ci; she had gained some weight, her cheeks were plump and pink, and her little face had a touch of baby fat.

It looks great no matter how you look at it.

The heating is on very strong, and her lips are red.

He saw those lips move up and down, their breath as sweet and fragrant as orchids wafting over him.

"Didn't you say you were going to give it to me?" Xue Ci's eyes were moist, and it was hard to tell if he was telling the truth or joking. When he looked up at people, the corners of his eyes seemed to have hooks, flamboyant and beautiful, and his misty light-colored eyes were so beautiful that they could captivate the soul.

Fu Yang's throat was hot and dry. He opened his mouth, his whole body tense, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Something suddenly touched my lower abdomen.

Fu Yang froze, a layer of hot sweat breaking out on his back. He looked down and saw Xue Ci's fingers hooking the edge of his pants.

"How am I supposed to use you if you don't take your clothes off?"

"Fool."

The last sentence was absolutely irresistible to Fu Yang.

His throat felt hot, and his other parts were throbbing.

Especially the places Song Xueci touched, they seemed to catch fire.

"You really—" Fu Yang said in a dry voice, then felt Xue Ci gently tug at the elastic edge of his pants before letting go.

--A "snap" sound.

The string in his mind snapped, and his breath became scalding hot.

He almost surrendered without Xue Ci touching that area at all.

"Are you serious?"

Hearing the man's breathing become heavy, Xue Ci didn't dare continue the conversation. He wanted the other person to leave quickly, but then an OOC warning appeared.

The system probably still considers Fu Yang his sugar daddy, and according to his character setting, he shouldn't treat his sugar daddy this badly.

Xue Ci casually made up an excuse. "I think you might not be fully recovered yet, and we need to observe you further."

He had barely finished speaking when he was startled by Fu Yang's suddenly enlarged face.

"How long will the evaluation last? A month? Several months? If you find it useful, can you consider me your boyfriend?"

Fu Yang's barrage of questions left Xue Ci bewildered. Instead of answering directly, he asked, "Have you been quite free lately?"

Fu Yang hummed in agreement.

Xue Ci glanced at the washbasin. "I have clothes here that need washing."

He had intended to make a scene to discourage the other party. But to his surprise, Fu Yang picked up the basin and left without saying a word.

Xue Ci immediately locked the door.

However, less than ten minutes of peace and quiet followed when Fu Yang knocked on the door from the outside. "I'm done washing up."

Xue Ci trailed off an "Oh," and said, "You can just leave it by the door; I'll come out and get it in a bit."

There was no sound outside. After half a minute, he heard Fu Yang's voice. "Then I'll take your underwear home."

"You know what I'll use it for, right?"

"I'll think of your face and put lots of things on it."

"Pretend it's yours--"

Xue Ci opened the door angrily, her beautiful brows furrowed as she looked at him.

He felt that Fu Yang had come today just to spite him.

His lips drooped, and his nose stung with a sob of grievance; he simply couldn't be happy.

Seeing that he was really pushing his luck, Fu Yang dared not act shamelessly anymore. "I didn't actually do those things."

Xue Ci sniffed, her eyes red, and ignored everyone.

Fu Yang felt incredibly pathetic, making someone angry and then shamelessly trying to appease them, he didn't know why. Yet he couldn't help but provoke Xue Ci.

Finally, he ordered a bunch of takeout in his dorm room to make his pretty face look less haggard before he dared to leave.

*

The next day, to avoid Fu Yang, Xue Ci didn't stay in the dormitory and ran away to participate in club activities.

In the afternoon, he received a message from Fu Yang saying that he was going on a business trip.

[The old man sent me away as soon as he saw I was feeling better; he can't even compete fairly.]

"..."

Xue Ci did not reply.

In the following days, I frequently received messages from Fu Yang.

To fit his persona, he didn't completely ignore them, frequently replying randomly after they were read.

Even so, Fu Yang was still able to continue the conversation.

Xue Ci didn't waste her time on him; she focused all her energy on the protagonist.

Fu Zhouxuan attended a boarding high school, which was very stressful, and he often left his phone in his apartment.

With the college entrance exam just six months away, Xue Ci messages, only occasionally sending one or two, mostly urging the other person to study hard and take care of their health.

Unbeknownst to him, Fu Zhouxuan would stare at those few messages almost every night, as if they were some kind of source of emotional support.

On a Friday afternoon near the end of December, Xue Ci unexpectedly received WeChat from Fu Zhouxuan.

The other party said that their last monthly exam results were not ideal, and they were afraid to give the document to the Fu Family for signature, so they wanted him to sign it for them.

Xue Ci comforted him, telling him not to worry too much about his grades and not to put too much pressure on himself.

Fu Zhouxuan: [Can I come see you on Saturday?]

Fu Qingxiao has already taken up all my time this weekend, but the main character is more important. Xue Ci: [Should I come to your school tonight?]

Fu Zhouxuan quickly replied: [It's already dark outside. It's not safe for you to be out alone, Brother Xue Ci.]

Xue Ci: [I'm a boy, there's nothing unsafe about me.]

However, Fu Zhouxuan still advised him not to go out so late, saying that he had already mentioned it to his uncle and would go to the villa to find him on Saturday.

On Saturday, the three arrived at the villa right on time.

But soon an uninvited guest arrived.

As soon as Fu Yang entered the room, his gaze fell on her, Xue Ci pretended not to see him.

Fortunately, Fu Yang didn't say anything strange in front of so many people.

Xue Ci sat on the sofa, next to Fu Zhouxuan.

The high school boy, who was about to turn eighteen, was rapidly developing bones, and his face was becoming mature and handsome, with deep-set eyes that gave him a particularly aloof look.

His body is already showing signs of the genetic advantages of the Fu Family.

He had broad shoulders and long legs; when he sat next to Xue Ci, he looked more like an adult.

With outstretched limbs and a slender appearance, he possesses smooth, explosive muscle lines.

However, her tone was obedient and docile.

"Brother Xue Ci."

His voice sounded a little nervous, and seeing Xue Ci looking at his test paper for so long, he couldn't help but clench his fingers.

Upon hearing the praise, he lowered his eyes and brought his head close to Xue Ci's palm.

It looks like a dog.

Xue Ci's eyes lit up, and she smoothly smoothed his hair.

He didn't notice the two adult men on the other side glancing at him out of the corner of their eyes, their faces darkening as they scrutinized Fu Zhouxuan with jealous eyes.

During the break between signing documents, Fu Zhouxuan mentioned that he would be going back to his hometown next weekend to visit his mother's grave.

The tasks refreshed quickly.

Xue Ci wanted to go along. He made sure Fu Qingxiao and Fu Yang didn't know, and whispered in Fu Zhouxuan's ear, "I'm free next week, so I can come with you."

Warm air sprayed against his ears, and half of Fu Zhouxuan's body went numb as the heat gathered.

His breath caught in his throat, a barely perceptible sense of shame lingering on his face, as he nodded and hummed in agreement.

But his gaze involuntarily fell on Xue Ci.

Xue Ci's fingers were slender and clean, with pink knuckles and nails.

Looking down, the loose shorts couldn't hide the soft flesh of her thighs, and her calves were dangling precariously on the ground, thin and delicate, with the bluish-purple veins on her ankles clearly visible.

Fu Zhouxuan suddenly regretted that he should have gotten a lower score.

Xue Ci might show dissatisfaction or even scold him.

Xue Ci... scolded him...

Fu Zhouxuan took a deep breath, a strange and indescribable feeling of exhilaration welling up inside him.

He was very close to Xue Ci and could clearly feel the warm heat emanating from her.

Xue Ci was all hot and pink.

Fu Zhouxuan almost stopped breathing. When Xue Ci leaned over and asked him why his face was so red, he was so startled that he looked away.

"... It's a bit hot."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Fu Yang forced his way between the two of them, his tone gloomy. "If you're hot, go outside and cool off."

"To avoid getting confused and thinking nonsense."

Fu Zhouxuan's lip line was tight.

Xue Ci, standing to the side, looked puzzled. "What are you talking about? He's in his final year of high school, a crucial time. How can he go out and freeze?"

The next second, Fu Zhouxuan saw a peeled jelly orange in front of him.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly.

The illegitimate child, unloved by both parents, now has someone to care for him.

*

To avoid any unforeseen circumstances, Xue Ci deliberately prevented Fu Zhouxuan from telling the uncle and nephew that they were going back to their hometown for the weekend. However, he underestimated the abilities of these two.

Fu Qingxiao waited at the school gate early Saturday morning, and caught him in the car like he was waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump.

He was practically carried into the car by the man, and even after they got in, he wasn't let go. The heat made his cheeks burn, and his voice trembled as he said, "I promised Zhouxuan I'd go with him..."

The affectionate way he addressed Zhouxuan made Fu Qingxiao pause for a moment. He tightened his grip on his arm, his fingers digging deep into the soft flesh.

So soft...

Xue Ci gasped for breath from the pressure.

"I'm sorry." Fu Qingxiao concealed the emotions in his eyes, released the person, and carried them to a seat next to him. "I didn't ask you not to go. I'll go with you."

This outcome isn't the worst.

Xue Ci and Fu Zhouxuan agreed to meet at a coffee shop near the school. After the car arrived at the agreed location, the boy got into the car expressionlessly. His cheeks were red from the cold wind, and he was carrying a hot milk tea he had bought for Xue Ci. His backpack contained a scarf, a thermos, and snacks.

After all, it would take two hours by bus to get back to his hometown, and he wanted to make Xue Ci as comfortable as possible.

But... compared to the warm luxury car and the abundant snacks and drinks inside, what he prepared paled in comparison; there was no comparison at all.

Fu Zhouxuan looked embarrassed, trying for the first time to gain a foothold in the Fu Family.

He wanted to climb higher, to reach greater power and status.

*

The car drove into a desolate mountain village.

The area is overgrown with weeds, and every few dozen meters you can find an abandoned, dilapidated bungalow.

Xue Ci thought of the Chinese horror story she had watched with 11, and her body trembled involuntarily as she pressed herself close to Fu Qingxiao looked very yang.

The car finally stopped.

The nearby house is Fu Zhouxuan's mother's old home. She last came back a month ago. The house wasn't very dusty, but it still had a musty smell.

Fortunately, the water and electricity are still working.

"Do you need it cleaned?" Xue Ci asked.

Fu Zhouxuan pulled out two chairs. "You guys rest, I can handle this myself."

He has always been a loner and rarely accepts help from others.

But when Xue Ci asked him for a rag with a smile, he... couldn't refuse.

Perhaps it was because he had returned to his homeland, but Fu Zhouxuan felt a lump in his throat and his heart was completely open.

Seeing that Fu Zhouxuan and Xue Ci were both working, Fu Qingxiao, as an elder, had no reason to enjoy the work alone. He picked up a broom and gave the house a general cleaning.

Including the time spent visiting the graves, they will be staying here tonight.

There's only one bed in the house.

Fu Qingxiao didn't know how to divide the space, but no matter how you looked at it, the youngest one should find a place to sleep, while he would sleep with Xue Ci.

Xue Ci was wiping the table diligently when she got a speck of dust on her cheek. Fu Zhouxuan pointed it out, and she wiped it off with her finger, only to make her face dirtier.

"You've turned into a little kitten," Fu Qingxiao remarked cheerfully from the side.

Xue Ci ran outside to the house and turned on the tap.

I had just finished wiping my face when I heard the newly released task from 11.

[Fu Yang has arrived and is arguing with Fu Zhouxuan. Please immediately speak up for the protagonist, but Fu Yang, as the sugar daddy, will be hostile towards you.]

Fu Yang?

When did you arrive?

It's cold in the village, and the kitchen door is closed, so it's normal not to hear any outside noise.

Sure enough, as soon as Xue Ci opened the door, she heard Fu Yang's nonchalant yet irritating tone.

It was called a dispute, but in reality, it was Fu Yang making accusations on his behalf.

Only when she got closer could Xue Ci understand what he was arguing about—the reason was actually herself.

Why did Gu Zhouxuan bring me to this desolate place without saying a word? What if some pervert takes me home, marries me, and has children with me?

Upon hearing about childbirth, Xue Ci couldn't hold back and shielded Fu Zhouxuan behind her.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" he said in a low voice, feeling ashamed. "Since you're here, come with us to clean the house."

Fu Yang almost laughed in anger. He pulled Xue Ci close to him and whispered, his tone laced with resentment, "How long have you known him? And you're already siding with him?"

"I was just trying to help." Xue Ci pursed her lips. "You were the one who started talking nonsense."

Looking at the way he protected another man, Fu Yang said, "Sometimes I really want to kiss you to death."

"..."

The voice that said "Mission accomplished" echoed in my head.

This counts as being mean to him...

Xue Ci didn't waste any more words. He was afraid that Fu Yang would really kiss him in front of Fu Zhouxuan, so he dragged Fu Zhouxuan back to the house.

It was noon by the time the house was cleaned. Fu Qingxiao had brought some food, which was quite plentiful. After heating it up, the group sat together, enjoying a rare moment of harmony.

After finishing the meal, Fu Zhouxuan tidied up the table and prepared to go to sweep the tombs.

The weather wasn't good, Xue Ci couldn't help but worry, so she decided to go along.

"I'll go too." Fu Qingxiao stood next to Xue Ci. "The mountain path is difficult to walk."

Before Fu Yang could say anything, Xue Ci interrupted, "Then stay home and take good care of the house, we'll be back soon."

"..."

Fu Yang sneered inwardly.

Guarding the house? Do you think he's a dog?

The man watched the receding figure, then after a moment, he grabbed a chair and sat down by the door.

*

The mountain road was indeed difficult to walk on, especially since it started snowing as soon as we reached the foot of the mountain.

Xue Ci's stamina was limited; by the end, her cheeks were flushed, her chest heaved, and she was panting heavily.

Fortunately, it only took half an hour to get there.

Fu Zhouxuan didn't show much expression or say anything. After arriving at the location, he began cleaning.

After cleaning up, he said calmly, "Brother Xue Ci, let's go."

His mood suddenly turned somber; perhaps it was the weather, or perhaps it was the fact that he had someone he wanted to protect but was powerless to do so, unable even to protect himself.

After walking for two minutes, Fu Zhouxuan suddenly felt something being stuffed into his hand.

He froze, then opened his palm.

It's a few candies.

He looked in Xue Ci's direction, and the other person winked at him.

strangeness.

He could already taste the sweetness before he even tasted the candy.

The snow was falling heavily as they descended the mountain, and the sky darkened instantly. The group was forced to stop and rest in a dilapidated temple.

There was a pile of firewood in the corner of the dilapidated temple. Fu Qingxiao lit the fire, and the three of them huddled around it to keep warm.

Outside, snow was falling heavily, but the fire was warm and cozy. Xue Ci was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, so Fu Qingxiao quickly helped him onto his shoulder.

Fu Zhouxuan glanced at her, then stared blankly at Xue Ci's face.

The group waited, and after what seemed like an eternity, someone called their names from a distance.

Xue Ci was woken up and went outside to find that Fu Yang had brought a rescue team.

His eyes lit up instantly, and he excitedly ran over and hugged Fu Yang: "You've come to save us!"

Fu Yang felt as if he had been hit by a small snowflake, his mind in turmoil, and he awkwardly said, "... Yes, I'll come find you no matter where you are."

The snow outside has stopped.

The snow was too thick, so cars couldn't drive onto the side roads.

"I'll carry you." Fu Qingxiao said to Xue Ci, who was staring awkwardly at the snow, and was about to slightly lower his back when he keenly sensed something and quickly pushed Xue Ci away.

Several falling tiles hit Fu Qingxiao squarely.

Xue Ci so frightened that her legs went weak, and she immediately ran over to check on the situation.

There was no bleeding, but the situation was still serious; Fu Qingxiao had been knocked unconscious.

Fortunately, the rescue team was large, and they took several people directly down the mountain to a nearby hospital.

The hospital conducted an examination and said there was no immediate danger to his health, but he suffered a mild concussion and needed to stay in the hospital for observation.

Xue Ci stood by the bedside, her face filled with remorse.

Fu Qingxiao was hospitalized twice because of him.

"Do you want some hot water?" Fu Yang felt a pang of jealousy seeing Xue Ci's concern, but he still reassured her, "The doctor said he's fine."

Why do you look like you've lost your husband?

Xue Ci knew that Fu Qingxiao was not seriously injured, but she was still in low spirits. When she heard Fu Yang's words, she raised her face and glanced at him, which made her regain some of her spirits.

Fu Zhouxuan bought dinner and fruit from outside. Fu Yang took out an orange, peeled it, and then fed it segment by segment to Xue Ci.

They treat it like serving ancestors, yet they never tire of it.

Seeing that Xue Ci had eaten everything and her lips were no longer so dry, Fu Yang finally felt relieved.

The ward was quiet. Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, the man asked, "Why... why did you hug me today?"

Xue Ci glanced at him, wondering when they had hugged, but then felt Fu Qingxiao's fingers curl slightly, and her attention was immediately diverted.

Why are you pretending to be asleep? Are you just going to watch him get taken away?

Fu Qingxiao's breathing was heavy, and he was fully conscious.

I don't know how to steal it.

Fu Qingxiao chuckled sarcastically, "[You think you can get a wife without fighting for her?]"

Listen to me, let me take over this body first.

Fu Qingxiao remained silent.

Inside the ward.

"When you hugged me, my heart was racing." Fu Yang's expression was serious. He thought, as long as Xue Ci had even the slightest bit of affection for him... just a little bit.

"Xue Ci, I am delighted--"

"You... you're awake!"

Xue Ci didn't listen to him at all.

The long-awaited confession was interrupted, and Fu Yang's face gradually darkened.

Fu Qingxiao opened his eyes and propped himself up.

Xue Ci with delight, "How are you feeling?"

Fu Zhouxuan, who had been sitting in the corner of the ward, also got up and went over.

Fu Qingxiao didn't look at anyone; his gaze was fixed on Xue Ci.

"I'll go get the doctor..." Xue Ci had just finished speaking when she felt herself being pulled away.

He gasped softly, then felt his waist being pulled tighter.

Fu Qingxiao gently nuzzled his neck, her voice filled with affection.

"I'm so glad you're alright, honey."

Fu Yang: "?"

Was he hallucinating? What did Fu Qingxiao just shout?

Author's Note:

Fu Da: "After Losing My Amnesia, I Gained a Wife"

Fu Yang: "Damn it! I'm all better now and about to confess my feelings, but this old man is pretending to have amnesia and stealing my wife!"

Fu Zhouxuan: "Don't Bully a Poor Young Man"

My uncle and the male high school student still need to take IV drips, hehe [doge][doge]