LWDC Chapter 58

Chapter 58 – Pauline

Chapter 58 – Pauline

Chapter 58 – Pauline

That night, Duan Yunhong naturally slept at Ning Fei’s place.

On the way home, Ning Fei kicked Duan Yunhong, reminding him, “There’s nothing at my place, are you going empty-handed?”

Duan Yunhong glanced at him and silently opened the back of the middle seat in the back row, revealing the hidden storage space behind.

Ning Fei leaned in to take a look, exclaimed “Wow,” and then collapsed laughing onto Duan Yunhong, “You’re quite the stickler for rules, a bit too obedient, hahaha…”

President Duan let him lie on his lap, and even casually took off his crooked glasses for him. Even though the driver in front kept glancing back through the rearview mirror, his expressions of curiosity, doubt, and shock couldn’t be concealed, Duan Yunhong remained indifferent.

Then, half of the things in that storage space were transferred to Ning Fei’s place that night.

It wasn’t all used up, but it was still a very arrogant “Dubai usage.”

Because the next day was Sunday—mainly because Ning Fei didn’t have to work—the two of them really fooled around quite a bit. In the middle of it, Ning Fei said that the soundproofing in this old house wasn’t great, telling Duan Yunhong to take it easy. Who knows what he said touched some nerve in the man, and he suddenly started bullying him.

It was long and scorching, making Ning Fei immediately start kicking him, but he was pinned down by the man.

The slightly shaking bed creaked and groaned all night, barely stopping the commotion in the early hours of the morning.

Afterward, the two of them naturally slept together, but Ning Fei’s bed wasn’t big, and the only way to cool down was with an electric fan. In the middle of the night, Ning Fei was unbearably hot from the tall “heat source” next to him, waking up in a sweat. He unceremoniously gave Duan Yunhong several kicks.

Kicked awake, Duan Yunhong was in a heavy mood, grumbling with a dark face, “I’ll get air conditioning installed tomorrow,” and then took the initiative to go sleep on the sofa in the living room.

As for whether the double old sofa could accommodate Duan Yunhong’s tall frame, Ning Fei didn’t care. Or rather, he couldn’t even remember to think about it. He turned over and fell asleep again.

It was almost noon when Ning Fei finally woke up.

When he got up, he didn’t see Duan Yunhong at first. He also didn’t remember whether he’d heard him leave or not, and thought that the man had left while he was sound asleep. As a result, after he slipped on a white XXL-sized T-shirt and lazily came out of the room, he immediately saw the tall figure still sound asleep on the living room sofa.

Saying “sound asleep” was a bit of a stretch. Duan Yunhong was much taller than the sofa, with one long leg resting on the armrest and the other dangling off the sofa. He was still sleeping in a long-sleeved shirt and black suit pants, but the buttons weren’t fastened properly, and the fabric was all wrinkled from sleeping. Combined with his slightly furrowed brows and uneasy expression, it made Ning Fei laugh.

–This guy, when he went to sleep, I remember he was naked, just like me.

Did he have to put on clothes to sleep after being kicked out of the room? It can’t be… otherwise, this person would be too delicate.

Ning Fei was still propped up against the back of the sofa, admiring Duan Yunhong’s sleeping posture, regretting not having a phone to take a picture. Suddenly, the door was knocked. He was too lazy to change clothes, so he just reached out and pulled Duan Yunhong’s open shirt collar up a bit, then went around the sofa and opened the door.

Standing at the door was Luo Chenghong: “I called you to come over for lunch…”

His words disappeared, his gaze wandering around the neckline of the too-wide T-shirt, his eyes narrowing slightly: “It was quite intense last night, Teacher Ning.”

“…” Ning Fei realized that the neckline of this T-shirt, which he used as pajamas, was also large, and should have revealed quite a few marks. But he didn’t feel uncomfortable. He casually tugged at the neckline and leaned against the door, lazily saying, “Is it any of your business? I don’t need to come over for lunch today. Thank your sister for me, and thank you for letting me know. That’s all.”

As he spoke, Ning Fei grabbed the doorknob, preparing to close the door. But Luo Chenghong held the door panel, stopping him.

“You haven’t been in this city for long, you go out early and come back late every day, and you have to tutor my nephew on weekends. You can still find playmates in the cracks?” Luo Chenghong said teasingly, “Is this a bad habit you picked up ‘abroad,’ or were you always this carefree? It seems I’ve been on the wrong track. If I’m more direct, would it suit your taste better?”

Ning Fei: “It’s not a matter of taste.”

Luo Chenghong: “Then what is it?”

Ning Fei: “Ugly rejection.”

Luo Chenghong: “…”

It wasn’t strange that he was silent for a moment. Just looking at his appearance, his score wasn’t low either. He really rarely heard such an evaluation.

But he could guess that this was Ning Fei’s excuse. The real reason must be something else. And Luo Chenghong wasn’t really that concerned about Ning Fei. He was just very unhappy with Ning Fei’s attitude, or rather, he was a little annoyed by his own “hot face sticking to a cold ass” and “being one-upped by someone else.” So he sneered and tried to look inside to see the situation: “I’m quite curious, in a place like this, what kind of person could you possibly like…”

Ning Fei’s face turned cold, and he was about to give this guy a lesson when a hand reached around from behind and wrapped around his waist.

“It’s none of your business.” Duan Yunhong stood close behind Ning Fei, staring at Luo Chenghong and saying, “If you know what’s good for you, get lost. Xie…”

Luo Chenghong: “Shut up!”

Duan Yunhong: “…Pauline.”

“Pfft…!” Ning Fei chuckled amid Luo Chenghong’s dark face, and immediately turned his head to ask Duan Yunhong, “Is his real name ‘Xie Pauline’?!”

“His original name was ‘Xie Er-Pauline’, but translated into this context, it’s ‘Xie Pauline’. Someone called him that first.” Duan Yunhong was expressionless, and even used his finger to write in Ning Fei’s palm, “This ‘Bao’, this ‘Lin’…”

Ning Fei cooperated, pretending to be surprised: “Like a girl’s name!”

“It is a girl’s name.” Duan Yunhong’s tone was obviously mocking, clearly making a mockery to his face, very arrogant, “He was once forcibly required to be called ‘Xie Pauline’ in three worlds. Everyone who knows him knows this name.”

Ning Fei asked: “Then why is he called ‘Luo Chenghong’?”

Duan Yunhong: “Who knows? Hong, maybe he’s learning from me.”

“Bullshit!” Luo Chenghong finally couldn’t help but yell, “Who’s learning from you, it was random!”

After a pause, he sneered: “So this was your toy, Duan Yunhong. You should have said you were playing with the Bureau. This guy is usually so stiff and stupid, how kinky is he in bed to hook you?”

He said the words so aggressively, just wanting to provoke both people opposite him. However, Ning Fei only raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression unchanged, while Duan Yunhong directly laughed out loud: “‘Stiff’ and ‘stupid’?” He looked at Ning Fei, “What did you do to give him this impression?”

“Doing my job. What else? You?” Ning Fei glanced at him, then pulled away the other’s hand from his waist, “If you want to reminisce about the old days, go out and reminisce. Don’t stand at my door.”

“I don’t have any old times to reminisce about with him.” Duan Yunhong replied, then turned his gaze to Luo Chenghong, mocking, “If you don’t let go, I can try to see if I can break it right now…”

Crack!

The door diagonally opposite suddenly opened, and Lin Shengjia stuck his head out: “Uncle, Teacher Ning hasn’t come yet?… Ah.”

He saw a strange man standing at Ning Fei’s door, and was a little confused: “Teacher Ning has a guest?”

When Duan Yunhong heard his address to Luo Chenghong, he knew that this must be the current transmigrator—Lin Shengjia.

“‘Guest’?” Luo Chenghong glanced at Duan Yunhong, “Who knows? Maybe you should ask your teacher.”

“Ah?” Lin Shengjia looked blank. Of course, he couldn’t understand these words with hidden meanings, so he could only ask according to his original purpose, “Then is Teacher still coming for lunch?”

Luo Chenghong turned back to look at Duan Yunhong, both of them vaguely carrying swords and shadows. Then Luo Chenghong finally let go of the door, turned and returned to the Lin family, walking and replying, “Probably not coming. He has a new friend, busy.”

Lin Shengjia asked again: “Then the tutoring in the afternoon…”

Duan Yunhong originally wanted to close the door, but when he heard this, he turned back and asked Ning Fei inside: “Someone asked if you’re still tutoring in the afternoon.”

“Tutoring, why not tutor.” Ning Fei yawned, “On time, don’t even think about escaping once.”

So Duan Yunhong said to the boy diagonally opposite: “Tell you to come to tutoring on time this afternoon.”

“Oh oh, okay.” Lin Shengjia had just responded when he was pushed back into the house by Luo Chenghong. Before entering the door, Luo Chenghong looked back at Duan Yunhong, gave a cold smile, opened his mouth but silently and slowly said: “Don’t even think about taking it.”

Duan Yunhong knew he was talking about the luck of this transmigrator, and was too lazy to give him another look, directly closing the door.

Turning around, he saw Ning Fei leaning on the sofa, looking at him, and Duan Yunhong couldn’t help but say: “If you have something to say, say it.”

“It’s nothing.” Ning Fei smiled, “That Xie Pauline, is he an acquaintance of yours?”

“So-so. I know him, met him a few times.” Duan Yunhong replied, “So it was him who was harassing you.”

Ning Fei chuckled: “That’s right, President Duan, do you feel a sense of crisis?”

“Just him? If you were messing around with him, I could only think that your taste had plummeted.” Duan Yunhong stopped in front of the sofa, looking down at Ning Fei, “And he’s still foul-mouthed, it seems he hasn’t learned enough lessons from it.”

Ning Fei stepped on his knee with his foot: “Is there any gossip? Tell me about it?”

“There’s nothing to say.” Duan Yunhong turned away, found his phone, and pressed it several times, “Your motorcycle has already been taken to be repaired, it’ll be delivered to you at the latest tomorrow, sooner if it’s fast today. I’ll have someone bring a set of clothes over, change and then leave. You… how should we solve lunch?”

“There are frozen dumplings in the refrigerator, just solve it casually.” Ning Fei found it funny to see his clothes and pants all wrinkled, and couldn’t help but say, “Why are you so neatly dressed when you sleep, is my sofa so dirty that you have to wear clothes to isolate yourself? Aren’t you hot sleeping at night?”

“You have the nerve to say that?” Duan Yunhong heard this and was a little annoyed, “There are mosquitoes in this house, I couldn’t sleep soundly. I got up and couldn’t find the mosquitoes, and couldn’t find where your mosquito repellent incense was, so I could only put on my clothes. Weren’t you bitten?”

“No. Hahahaha…” Ning Fei collapsed laughing on the sofa, “Who told you to be so horny last night, I forgot to plug in the electric mosquito repellent, it’s under my bed. If I remembered to plug it in, you would at least know where it is as soon as you smelled it. Now you’ve become my ‘mosquito repellent’, hahaha…”

Duan Yunhong clicked his tongue, walked back, grabbed his hand, and pulled him up: “You go wash up and change clothes too, I’ll take you out to eat, and then go look at air conditioners and phones.”

“…Ah?”

“Ah what, try kicking me off the bed again next time.” Speaking of this, Duan Yunhong remembered something else.

“–The bed has to be changed too!”