TLSOTMTKOGAYWHTDI Chapter 33
by VolareQi Yanwang grabbed the car keys from the table and rushed directly to the site.
The site had already been cordoned off due to the landslide. With the rain lashing down like a roaring beast, the ground was still covered in mud, and the rescue team dared not act rashly.
The director grabbed the walkie-talkie and roared, “There are still three people missing!”
“Where’s Zhuo Huaimo? Where’s Zhuo Huaimo? Has anyone seen Zhuo Huaimo?”
Qi Yanwang was like a madman, grabbing everyone and asking about Zhuo Huaimo’s whereabouts!
Until the director’s assistant with glasses spoke timidly,
“Mr. Zhuo… we haven’t been able to contact Mr. Zhuo!”
Qi Yanwang, like a madman, snatched a rescue pack and rushed toward the landslide area without blinking an eye.
“It’s too dangerous, you absolutely can’t go in!” All the crew members tried to stop him!
“Get out of my way!”
Qi Yanwang pushed everyone away and crossed the warning line.
The rain was pouring down, and gravel mixed with mud filled his shoes with every step, like walking on the edge of a knife.
“Zhuo Huaimo!”
Qi Yanwang roared, his voice mixed with the rolling thunder.
The rain lashed against his face, making it impossible to tell if it was tears or water.
“Zhuo Huaimo! I beg you… Damn it, just answer me!”
The desperate cry was like an echo falling into the abyss, with no response.
He touched the wet, slippery rock wall, his entire hand almost numb with cold, his teeth chattering loudly.
It wasn’t just cold, but fear—he was afraid he would never see him again, afraid that if he did see him again, he would see his cold…
No, absolutely not!
He cut off the absurd and terrible thought in time.
As long as he took another step into this rainy night, he would find him, and then tell him—so many words, he hadn’t had time to say.
He hadn’t yet stood in the most conspicuous position to make Zhuo Huaimo retract that “regret signing him” nonsense. He hadn’t seen his reddened eyes when he was moved again…
A thunderclap exploded, and his roar followed, raging,
“Zhuo Huaimo!! You listen to me, if you fucking die, I’ll haunt you as a ghost!!”
In the cave behind the vines, Zhuo Huaimo, who had just dried his clothes, paused as he was putting them on.
His brow twitched slightly. The thunder seemed to have given him a hallucination. He thought he heard someone calling him—no, to be exact, it sounded like someone was cursing him!
The fire in the cave crackled and sparked. He went to the entrance of the cave and peeked outside.
The rain was torrential. The next second, a bolt of lightning tore through the night, and he saw a figure in the low-lying area below. To be exact, the person looked like a refugee who had just crawled out of the mud.
Out of humanitarianism, he shouted down,
“Hey, there’s a cave here, you can take shelter for a while!”
The person froze, then suddenly looked up. The blurry rain cut off their line of sight, and Zhuo Huaimo couldn’t see the other person’s face at all.
The next second, the person seemed to be instantly resurrected, rushing toward him like a wild man.
Actually, at that moment, Zhuo Huaimo was a little scared. What if it was a bad guy? This was the middle of nowhere!
He grabbed a wooden stick as a weapon. When the person appeared at the entrance of the cave, he hadn’t even had time to raise the stick before he was pulled into an embrace—a wet, cold, and wretched body, more overwhelming than the rain.
“That’s great, you’re okay! Thank God! I finally found you!”
The person clinging to him shouted incoherently, with a strength that was astonishing, squeezing him until he could barely breathe.
If it weren’t for the familiar voice and the burning temperature on his body, Zhuo Huaimo wouldn’t have recognized the mud-covered figure in front of him as Qi Yanwang.
“Qi Yanwang?!”
Zhuo Huaimo called him!
Qi Yanwang was completely immersed in the joy of being reunited, with no reaction, and no intention of letting go.
“Qi Yanwang?!”
Zhuo Huaimo called him, still no reaction, but he hugged him even tighter!
“Qi Yanwang!!!”
Zhuo Huaimo mustered all his strength and kicked him.
“Ah—!”
Qi Yanwang cried out in pain, clutching his leg and hopping around.
“Zhuo Huaimo!!”
Zhuo Huaimo looked at him calmly, thinking that he seemed more normal now.
“Zhuo Huaimo, I came to find you in this terrible weather, and the first thing you do is kick me. Did a dog eat your conscience?” Qi Yanwang shouted aggrievedly.
Zhuo Huaimo’s years of expression management weren’t for nothing. For example, at this moment, he controlled the corners of his mouth that were about to turn upwards.
Zhuo Huaimo leisurely sized up the dirty little wolf dog in front of him, glanced at his own clothes, and pretended to be disgusted,
“I just dried my clothes, and now they’re wet again!”
Saying that, he turned to walk toward the fire.
Qi Yanwang grabbed his wrist and pushed him against the stone wall, burying his face in the hollow of his neck,
“It’s not novelty, it’s not reluctance, it’s love, I really like you!”
Zhuo Huaimo’s heart suddenly tightened, as if grasped firmly by a large hand.
Even with the loud thunder outside, he could clearly hear his own heartbeat.
Qi Yanwang’s hot breath swept across his ear,
“I thought something happened to you, I was going crazy! I hate myself… hate myself for arguing with you, for being stubborn in front of you… I’ve clearly been moved for a long time… Why didn’t I admit it… Zhuo Huaimo, I fucking love you! I really, really love you… I love you to the bone! You provoked me first… In this life, the next life, the life after that… you can only be mine!”
“Qi Yanwang…”
He murmured softly, his voice quickly swallowed by the rain.
The sounds outside were urgent and harsh, like the roar of a wild animal, trying its best to penetrate the rain. Zhuo Huaimo stood there, suddenly feeling his heartbeat was faster than the storm…
The firelight flickered in the cave. Zhuo Huaimo stood there blankly, his ears burning hot.
He looked at Qi Yanwang’s sincere eyes, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly, and he didn’t know what to say for a moment.
“Zhuo Huaimo?”
Qi Yanwang let go of him slightly, with a stubborn look,
“Say something, I said I love you!”
Zhuo Huaimo said a faint “Mhm.”
“Mhm?”
Obviously, Qi Yanwang was very dissatisfied with this answer. “Mhm is it?”
Zhuo Huaimo, wearing a “it’s only natural” arrogant little expression, asked lightly,
“Otherwise?”
Qi Yanwang was so angry that he exploded, “Otherwise? Give me some reaction, say you like me too, or, or…”
“I was thinking…”
Zhuo Huaimo suddenly interrupted him, “You seem…”
“Seem what?”
Qi Yanwang’s heart was in his throat, quietly looking at the person in front of him, afraid that his next words would push him away. He carefully opened his mouth and tentatively asked,
“Seem like what?”
Zhuo Huaimo chuckled softly, “You seem like the little mud dog at my grandma’s house who likes to roll around in the mud.”
Qi Yanwang hugged his neck, “Zhuo Huaimo, you’re done for, you actually said I’m a dog!”
He bit his earlobe and whispered, “Then it’s also a little wolf dog that… only belongs to you.”
Flames licked at the damp firewood, and white mist rose in the cave.
Qi Yanwang took off his soaked shirt, his toned waist and abdomen glistening with honey-colored water in the firelight, and undried water droplets slid down his mermaid line into his waistband…
Zhuo Huaimo’s eyes unconsciously followed the streak of water.
Noticing his gaze, Qi Yanwang threw his clothes aside, leaned closer to him, and said in a low, hoarse voice,
“What? Do you think you have good taste?”