When Bai Lixin awoke the next afternoon, angel Qu Yasong had occupied the body and gone to the studio early in the morning.
The two had tossed Bai Lixin until the middle of the night, and demon Qu Yasong had wrapped Bai Lixin in his own shirt and carried him to the bathroom to clean him up before carrying him to his room to rest.
In the darkness of the house, in the still night sky, the sound of the boy’s even breathing was all around him as he took Bai Lixin, whose body was covered in hickeys, into his arms. Demon Qu Yasong was unusually calm as he lay beside Bai Lixin, embracing this warm, healthy, lean body.
It was as if they had been together for a long, long time, so in tune and familiar.
The violent emotions in his heart gradually subsided, and demon Qu Yasong yawned and fell into a deep sleep.
After he had fallen into a deep sleep, angel Qu Yasong opened his warm, jade-like eyes.
It was hard to describe the emotion in his heart as he glanced at the beautiful, naked body at his side.
This boy could stir up the demon, and yet also soothe it.
This boy could make his heart beat faster, yet he could also make his heart feel warm and peaceful. This teenager was so amazing.
A million images flew through his mind, from the youth’s quirky spirit when they first met, to the biy’s smugness when he kissed him, to the youth’s passion when he responded fiercely beneath him, and the youth’s shyness and blush when he was done.
In his mind, the youth was actually gradually rendered in colour, like the most beautiful painting, deeply engraved in his heart. He had never known that a person’s personality could be so varied and attractive.
To him, everyone was a monotonous colour, either black, white, blue, yellow, or simply devoid of colour. When he looks outside, too, all the scenery is a void of white, like a black and white sketch. So he could not feel anything; his expression was indifferent; his mind was calm and collected, like a pool of stagnant water.
It was from that dream he had at the age of sixteen, when he first felt the warmth of colour, so he painted that beautiful moment, and from then on, he fell in love with painting.
And now, years later, he meets a boy who is full of colour.
From this moment on, angel Qu Yasong even felt that the black and white sketched landscapes around him were rendered with colour, no longer empty and cold, and that the scenery around the boy was slowly haloed with warm colours.
A dazzling light erupted in his unruffled eyes, and he gave a light smile, bowing his head and reverently kissing the boy’s hair. “Thank you, Venus of my heart.”
The boy’s forehead was perhaps tickled a little by the strands of hair, and he let out a muffled groan. His voice was hoarse from shouting all night. It was sexy and cute, like a small black panther snoring.
Qu Yasong could not help but enlarge his smile and look indulgently at the boy.
Angel Qu Yasong had always been indifferent and isolated from the world, at best as ethereal as an immortal, at worst, as a painting of great beauty. When he smiled, even the tips of his eyebrows had a charming glow.
He was so moving that one could hardly find the words to describe him, and heaven and earth were eclipsed, as if no word to describe his beauty could be half as moving as the one he displayed.
Qu Yasong smiled, pulled on a white shirt and black trousers, and headed for the studio.
Inspiration was jumping around in his head, and he could not wait to bring the scene to life on paper.
As soon as he started working on his painting, he forgot about the world, and it took him more than ten hours to stop. When he pulled himself out of the painting, he realised that it was nearly sunset.
Only then did he remember Bai Lixin, who had been tired all day yesterday. He wondered if the young man had gotten up, if he had eaten, and if he was angry and resentful about yesterday’s events.
At the end of his thought, he gave a sudden lurch. Su Qing must be resentful of him, right? He had even said that he had a boyfriend.
Qu Yasong was anxious. He rubbed his hair, threw the brush away, and paced out of the studio.
Outside the studio, the old butler was standing upright with his back straight.
The old butler’s face was not very good, and he was holding a stack of things in his hand. When he saw that Qu Yasong finally came out of the studio, he greeted him and handed them over, “Young master, this is from a gentleman who calls himself Joey and says it’s for you.”
The old butler was an old member of the Sticino family’s assassination squad, who was usually secretive and little known. After the young master broke away from the mafia, the old man was not at ease, so he sent himself over and installed himself in the Qu mansion.
As he watched the young master grow up day by day, still clean and alone, he, the eunuch, almost went bald with anxiety. Yesterday, the young master was finally enlightened and brought one back, but he didn’t expect it to be the kind of person who had his feet in two boats.
The old butler’s face was sullen, and in his heart he was calculating how to torment that young master Su to take out his anger for the young master.
Angel Qu Yasong froze, just about to frown. He heard a voice in his mind say: “Take it, that’s what I asked Joey to check, it’s about your boyfriend and Zhao Yunhai.”
Demon Qu Yasong conveyed the message, and when he said the word “boyfriend,” his tone was even more enunciated.
He had awakened a few hours ago, but angel Qu Yasong’s mental energy was so concentrated on painting that he could not suppress it, so he stayed silent, but aware of everything in the outside world.
So when the old butler handed over the things, it was the first time that demon Qu Yasong had communicated with angel Qu Yasong in such a friendly and peaceful way.
Angel Quyasong paused before reaching out to take the items, saying “thank you” in return and leaving.
As he watched the young master leave, the old butler’s face turned even darker. The young master had never been so distracted before, and it must have been because of that young man called Su Qing.
“Young master Su, don’t wrong our young master otherwise, don’t blame the old man for being rude. Although this old man is old, he is still the patriarch of the mafia’s assassination team. ”
Angel Qu Yasong was flipping through the papers as he walked. Joey was very efficient. He had just been given the task last night, but he was done that very night, and everything was clear and precise. With photos and texts, everything!
In other words, the images of the two of them having sex were clearly shown in the photos.
Looking at the two in the photos, demon Qu Yasong sneered: “I can’t believe that the pure college student you were optimistic about is so open-minded. But it seems that one of them is your boyfriend and the other is Su Qing’s boyfriend, right? Doesn’t this count as cheating? ”
Angel Qu Yasong lowered his eyebrows and said indifferently: “Who are we to accuse these two? What we did was even more excessive and beastly than them. Do you think we are any good people ourselves? Of the four, three of us are guilty; Su Qing is the most innocent. ”
For a moment, demon Qu Yasong was rendered speechless by the angel Qu Yasong.
After a while, angel Qu Yasong added: “One is his elder brother, the one he depends on, and the other is his close lover. How desperate would the young man be if he knew that he had been betrayed by his two closest people? How would he accept this? Besides, his leg was still injured, so we must not let him know about what had happened between them for now. ”
Demon Qu Yasong retorted: “Bullshit, you plan to let Su Qing continue to be with that scumbag? Heh, if I occupy the body, I will immediately let Joey get him killed. I am bound to get this boy for myself. ”
Angel Qu Yasong paused at Bai Lixin’s doorway, and he sneered, thinking: “Do you think you are acting in an idol drama? Do you know how beastly we were last night? We brutally fucked him! I’m afraid we’re the ones he hates the most, compared to his brother and boyfriend. ”
“And you’re still trying to get your hands on him? We’ll be lucky to get his forgiveness now. Don’t even think about the rest. What’s the point of killing Zhao Yunhai? If you kill him, you will only make the boy miss him even more, and Zhao Yunhai will become a cinnabar mole in the teenager’s heart, someone who no one can surpass. If you really want him to leave Zhao Yunhai, you might as well find someone to discredit him and let the teenager see his true colors. ”
When angel Qu Yasong finished saying this in his heart, he suddenly gave a lurch, and he was stunned and dumbfounded for a few moments. And so was demon Qu Yasong. The two souls were silent for a long time before they said, in unison, “No way….”
Angel Qu Yasong covered his heart. He was greatly shocked. The words that he said just now clearly should not be in line with his character, but seem to be words the demon Qu Yasong would say.
What is this?
Angel Qu Yasong’s mind was in turmoil, and a suspicion appeared in his mind.
He shook his head and denied the conjecture. It couldn’t be that; how could it be possible for them to merge at this time when these two souls had been fighting with each other for over a decade without ever coexisting in harmony?
He was still shocked by this thought when he suddenly heard a low moan of pain from Bai Lixin’s room, and with a shock in his heart, he hurriedly opened the door.
In the room, Bai Lixin was painfully banging his head against the wall, as if he had to break his head before he was reconciled.
When he saw this, angel Qu Yasong’s heart jumped, and he took two steps forward and took the young man into his arms, “What are you doing? Why don’t you think talk it? ”
Bai Lixin was in agony from the pain caused by the strengthening of his body. He had been using the wall to relieve the pain, but now without it, he used whatever he could catch.
When Qu Yasong took him in his arms, he didn’t say a word and wrapped his arms around Qu Yasong’s neck and bit him hard on the shoulder.
At once, two bloodstains ran down Qu Yasong’s shoulder.
Qu Yasong let out a stifled grunt, and hugged the teenager tighter. He held the teenager’s waist with one hand and patted the teenager’s back soothingly with the other.
After a long time, Bai Lixin was freed from the pain, and only then did he release his mouth.
His mouth was already filled with a fishy sweet taste, and only then did Bai Lixin come back to his senses. Tasting the taste in his mouth and then looking at the bloody wound, he fumbled to stop the bleeding with his sleeve and said, “Ah, sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.”
Seeing the teenager’s flustered expression, the angel Qu Yasong smiled dotingly and rested his head against his shoulder. In a voice full of apology, he said, “It’s me who should say sorry. I’m sorry baby, I’m sorry for hurting you last night. ”
That voice was full of affection in its gentleness, and Bai Lixin’s hand that was rubbing the wound gave a pause. A sourness welled up in his nose, and his eyes burned.
After coming to this world, even though he knew that Qu Yasong’s souls belonged to the same family as Luo Qintian’s, he had never experienced the same kind of love and doting from Qu Yasong’s body as Luo Qintian.
Just today, when he woke up, he was still thinking that although Qu Yasong and Luo Qin Tian were both fragments of the Lord God’s soul, they were different. And that perhaps it was only Luo Qin Tian who fell in love with him, and Qu Yasong was different after all. If that was the case, what was the point of his doing so?
But now, Qu Yasong, at a time when he was slightly disappointed, actually spoke in such a loving tone that Bai Lixin instantly felt….
The soul fragments were different, but they were all his beloved. This was the love of his beloved, the tone of his beloved, the soul of his beloved, and the familiarity of his beloved.
In a flash, tears spurted out of Bai Lixin’s eyes, and he clung to Qu Yasong, shrinking his head into the other man’s arms and crying out.
When Bai Lixin awoke the next afternoon, angel Qu Yasong had occupied the body and gone to the studio early in the morning.
The two had tossed Bai Lixin until the middle of the night, and demon Qu Yasong had wrapped Bai Lixin in his own shirt and carried him to the bathroom to clean him up before carrying him to his room to rest.
In the darkness of the house, in the still night sky, the sound of the boy’s even breathing was all around him as he took Bai Lixin, whose body was covered in hickeys, into his arms. Demon Qu Yasong was unusually calm as he lay beside Bai Lixin, embracing this warm, healthy, lean body.
It was as if they had been together for a long, long time, so in tune and familiar.
The violent emotions in his heart gradually subsided, and demon Qu Yasong yawned and fell into a deep sleep.
After he had fallen into a deep sleep, angel Qu Yasong opened his warm, jade-like eyes.
It was hard to describe the emotion in his heart as he glanced at the beautiful, naked body at his side.
This boy could stir up the demon, and yet also soothe it.
This boy could make his heart beat faster, yet he could also make his heart feel warm and peaceful. This teenager was so amazing.
A million images flew through his mind, from the youth’s quirky spirit when they first met, to the biy’s smugness when he kissed him, to the youth’s passion when he responded fiercely beneath him, and the youth’s shyness and blush when he was done.
In his mind, the youth was actually gradually rendered in colour, like the most beautiful painting, deeply engraved in his heart. He had never known that a person’s personality could be so varied and attractive.
To him, everyone was a monotonous colour, either black, white, blue, yellow, or simply devoid of colour. When he looks outside, too, all the scenery is a void of white, like a black and white sketch. So he could not feel anything; his expression was indifferent; his mind was calm and collected, like a pool of stagnant water.
It was from that dream he had at the age of sixteen, when he first felt the warmth of colour, so he painted that beautiful moment, and from then on, he fell in love with painting.
And now, years later, he meets a boy who is full of colour.
From this moment on, angel Qu Yasong even felt that the black and white sketched landscapes around him were rendered with colour, no longer empty and cold, and that the scenery around the boy was slowly haloed with warm colours.
A dazzling light erupted in his unruffled eyes, and he gave a light smile, bowing his head and reverently kissing the boy’s hair. “Thank you, Venus of my heart.”
The boy’s forehead was perhaps tickled a little by the strands of hair, and he let out a muffled groan. His voice was hoarse from shouting all night. It was sexy and cute, like a small black panther snoring.
Qu Yasong could not help but enlarge his smile and look indulgently at the boy.
Angel Qu Yasong had always been indifferent and isolated from the world, at best as ethereal as an immortal, at worst, as a painting of great beauty. When he smiled, even the tips of his eyebrows had a charming glow.
He was so moving that one could hardly find the words to describe him, and heaven and earth were eclipsed, as if no word to describe his beauty could be half as moving as the one he displayed.
Qu Yasong smiled, pulled on a white shirt and black trousers, and headed for the studio.
Inspiration was jumping around in his head, and he could not wait to bring the scene to life on paper.
As soon as he started working on his painting, he forgot about the world, and it took him more than ten hours to stop. When he pulled himself out of the painting, he realised that it was nearly sunset.
Only then did he remember Bai Lixin, who had been tired all day yesterday. He wondered if the young man had gotten up, if he had eaten, and if he was angry and resentful about yesterday’s events.
At the end of his thought, he gave a sudden lurch. Su Qing must be resentful of him, right? He had even said that he had a boyfriend.
Qu Yasong was anxious. He rubbed his hair, threw the brush away, and paced out of the studio.
Outside the studio, the old butler was standing upright with his back straight.
The old butler’s face was not very good, and he was holding a stack of things in his hand. When he saw that Qu Yasong finally came out of the studio, he greeted him and handed them over, “Young master, this is from a gentleman who calls himself Joey and says it’s for you.”
The old butler was an old member of the Sticino family’s assassination squad, who was usually secretive and little known. After the young master broke away from the mafia, the old man was not at ease, so he sent himself over and installed himself in the Qu mansion.
As he watched the young master grow up day by day, still clean and alone, he, the eunuch, almost went bald with anxiety. Yesterday, the young master was finally enlightened and brought one back, but he didn’t expect it to be the kind of person who had his feet in two boats.
The old butler’s face was sullen, and in his heart he was calculating how to torment that young master Su to take out his anger for the young master.
Angel Qu Yasong froze, just about to frown. He heard a voice in his mind say: “Take it, that’s what I asked Joey to check, it’s about your boyfriend and Zhao Yunhai.”
Demon Qu Yasong conveyed the message, and when he said the word “boyfriend,” his tone was even more enunciated.
He had awakened a few hours ago, but angel Qu Yasong’s mental energy was so concentrated on painting that he could not suppress it, so he stayed silent, but aware of everything in the outside world.
So when the old butler handed over the things, it was the first time that demon Qu Yasong had communicated with angel Qu Yasong in such a friendly and peaceful way.
Angel Quyasong paused before reaching out to take the items, saying “thank you” in return and leaving.
As he watched the young master leave, the old butler’s face turned even darker. The young master had never been so distracted before, and it must have been because of that young man called Su Qing.
“Young master Su, don’t wrong our young master otherwise, don’t blame the old man for being rude. Although this old man is old, he is still the patriarch of the mafia’s assassination team. ”
Angel Qu Yasong was flipping through the papers as he walked. Joey was very efficient. He had just been given the task last night, but he was done that very night, and everything was clear and precise. With photos and texts, everything!
In other words, the images of the two of them having sex were clearly shown in the photos.
Looking at the two in the photos, demon Qu Yasong sneered: “I can’t believe that the pure college student you were optimistic about is so open-minded. But it seems that one of them is your boyfriend and the other is Su Qing’s boyfriend, right? Doesn’t this count as cheating? ”
Angel Qu Yasong lowered his eyebrows and said indifferently: “Who are we to accuse these two? What we did was even more excessive and beastly than them. Do you think we are any good people ourselves? Of the four, three of us are guilty; Su Qing is the most innocent. ”
For a moment, demon Qu Yasong was rendered speechless by the angel Qu Yasong.
After a while, angel Qu Yasong added: “One is his elder brother, the one he depends on, and the other is his close lover. How desperate would the young man be if he knew that he had been betrayed by his two closest people? How would he accept this? Besides, his leg was still injured, so we must not let him know about what had happened between them for now. ”
Demon Qu Yasong retorted: “Bullshit, you plan to let Su Qing continue to be with that scumbag? Heh, if I occupy the body, I will immediately let Joey get him killed. I am bound to get this boy for myself. ”
Angel Qu Yasong paused at Bai Lixin’s doorway, and he sneered, thinking: “Do you think you are acting in an idol drama? Do you know how beastly we were last night? We brutally fucked him! I’m afraid we’re the ones he hates the most, compared to his brother and boyfriend. ”
“And you’re still trying to get your hands on him? We’ll be lucky to get his forgiveness now. Don’t even think about the rest. What’s the point of killing Zhao Yunhai? If you kill him, you will only make the boy miss him even more, and Zhao Yunhai will become a cinnabar mole in the teenager’s heart, someone who no one can surpass. If you really want him to leave Zhao Yunhai, you might as well find someone to discredit him and let the teenager see his true colors. ”
When angel Qu Yasong finished saying this in his heart, he suddenly gave a lurch, and he was stunned and dumbfounded for a few moments. And so was demon Qu Yasong. The two souls were silent for a long time before they said, in unison, “No way….”
Angel Qu Yasong covered his heart. He was greatly shocked. The words that he said just now clearly should not be in line with his character, but seem to be words the demon Qu Yasong would say.
What is this?
Angel Qu Yasong’s mind was in turmoil, and a suspicion appeared in his mind.
He shook his head and denied the conjecture. It couldn’t be that; how could it be possible for them to merge at this time when these two souls had been fighting with each other for over a decade without ever coexisting in harmony?
He was still shocked by this thought when he suddenly heard a low moan of pain from Bai Lixin’s room, and with a shock in his heart, he hurriedly opened the door.
In the room, Bai Lixin was painfully banging his head against the wall, as if he had to break his head before he was reconciled.
When he saw this, angel Qu Yasong’s heart jumped, and he took two steps forward and took the young man into his arms, “What are you doing? Why don’t you think talk it? ”
Bai Lixin was in agony from the pain caused by the strengthening of his body. He had been using the wall to relieve the pain, but now without it, he used whatever he could catch.
When Qu Yasong took him in his arms, he didn’t say a word and wrapped his arms around Qu Yasong’s neck and bit him hard on the shoulder.
At once, two bloodstains ran down Qu Yasong’s shoulder.
Qu Yasong let out a stifled grunt, and hugged the teenager tighter. He held the teenager’s waist with one hand and patted the teenager’s back soothingly with the other.
After a long time, Bai Lixin was freed from the pain, and only then did he release his mouth.
His mouth was already filled with a fishy sweet taste, and only then did Bai Lixin come back to his senses. Tasting the taste in his mouth and then looking at the bloody wound, he fumbled to stop the bleeding with his sleeve and said, “Ah, sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.”
Seeing the teenager’s flustered expression, the angel Qu Yasong smiled dotingly and rested his head against his shoulder. In a voice full of apology, he said, “It’s me who should say sorry. I’m sorry baby, I’m sorry for hurting you last night. ”
That voice was full of affection in its gentleness, and Bai Lixin’s hand that was rubbing the wound gave a pause. A sourness welled up in his nose, and his eyes burned.
After coming to this world, even though he knew that Qu Yasong’s souls belonged to the same family as Luo Qintian’s, he had never experienced the same kind of love and doting from Qu Yasong’s body as Luo Qintian.
Just today, when he woke up, he was still thinking that although Qu Yasong and Luo Qin Tian were both fragments of the Lord God’s soul, they were different. And that perhaps it was only Luo Qin Tian who fell in love with him, and Qu Yasong was different after all. If that was the case, what was the point of his doing so?
But now, Qu Yasong, at a time when he was slightly disappointed, actually spoke in such a loving tone that Bai Lixin instantly felt….
The soul fragments were different, but they were all his beloved. This was the love of his beloved, the tone of his beloved, the soul of his beloved, and the familiarity of his beloved.
In a flash, tears spurted out of Bai Lixin’s eyes, and he clung to Qu Yasong, shrinking his head into the other man’s arms and crying out.
