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    Chapter 61

    Chapter 61

    I didn’t sleep soundly, constantly being woken up by strange noises.

    The clearest time was hearing someone knock on the door, knocking for a long time. But Ye Xing felt like he was paralyzed by a ghost, unable to move, only hearing the sounds enter his ears, but unable to respond.

    Finally, the knocking stopped, and he heard the greasy-haired man’s voice from outside the door, seemingly on a phone call. Maybe it was because the hotel was too quiet, or maybe the call was on speaker, he could even hear the roaring from the other end of the phone.

    “You bastard!”

    “Release Ye Xing immediately!”

    “I’m at the airport right now! Release him, and come find me!”

    “You said a week, and you meant a week? Life is full of variables; you’ve lived most of your life, don’t you understand this? I’m going to raise money, not rob it!! You bastard!!”

    It was Fang Rong’s voice.

    He woke up with a start, his mind a mess, feeling like it was glued together.

    He felt uncomfortable and extremely dizzy.

    He had never heard Fang Rong speak with such anger and ferocity, to the point that he couldn’t tell if it was real. Then, he heard the greasy-haired man talking at the door, probably to the bodyguard, “I’m going to the airport, you stay here and watch him.”

    This wasn’t a dream.

    Fang Rong was back, she probably switched back to her domestic SIM card at the airport and saw the greasy-haired man’s message.

    He knew he hadn’t been abandoned!

    Maybe because he hadn’t slept all night and was constantly disturbed during his sleep, Ye Xing felt so dizzy that he couldn’t even muster any excitement. He then realized he was covered in sweat, his back completely wet. He simply took off his clothes and threw them on the floor.

    He dazedly took a deep breath and lay facing outwards, his limbs curled together for a sense of security, maintaining this position for a while to wait for himself to calm down. Just then, Qi Guang reached out and hugged him.

    Ye Xing was startled, this guy was such a restless sleeper. Although he was used to sleeping alone and had bad sleeping habits, often sprawled out, he never moved around when there was someone next to him.

    Then, Qi Guang gently patted him like he had patted the back of his head before, except now he was lying on his side, so he could only pat his stomach.

    He then realized that he wasn’t wearing a shirt, and the cold touch made him a lot more awake.

    He immediately became nervous.

    He didn’t know why Qi Guang was reacting like this, or even if Qi Guang was dreaming right now.

    Ye Xing slowly turned around, facing Qi Guang, saw that his eyes were closed, his breathing even, and after a while, the movements of his hand also stopped.

    Not knowing where the courage came from, he didn’t care about being covered in sweat, he moved closer and directly snuggled into Qi Guang’s arms.

    At this moment, Qi Guang’s hand reflexively tightened a bit, covering his back, and Ye Xing, who had felt cooler after taking off his clothes, started to feel hot again.

    The breath he exhaled hit Qi Guang’s collarbone, feeling a bit stuffy, but he didn’t dare move.

    Just as his brain was tied in a knot by remorse and excitement, he clearly heard Qi Guang’s voice above his head, “Don’t be afraid.”

    He wasn’t dreaming, and it wasn’t a conditioned reflex!

    He was awake, and he had heard everything said at the door just now!

    Ye Xing’s tears immediately flowed out.

    When he woke up again, he heard Qi Guang talking on the phone, or rather, he was woken up by Qi Guang’s phone call, but in his half-awake state, he didn’t know what he was saying.

    By the time Ye Xing broke through the layers of dreams, Qi Guang had already hung up the phone.

    He slightly opened his eyes, blinded by the bright light, and muttered, “The sun is up.”

    As he became more awake, the phone call he had half-heard from the greasy-haired man suddenly became clear in his mind.

    Fang Rong was back.

    And now she was probably meeting the greasy-haired man!

    He was suddenly thankful that he didn’t have his phone, so it wasn’t that he wasn’t contacting Fang Rong, but rather, the objective circumstances made it impossible for them to contact each other.

    Without contact, the time for an honest conversation could be delayed a little longer. He also had enough time to think about how he should cry his heart out with her in a less foolish way.

    “Yeah, it’s dawn.” Qi Guang glanced at him and reached over to shield his eyes.

    “It’s okay,” Ye Xing shook his head, lightly sighing, “It’s good, even though I have nothing, I can still see the sun.”

    Qi Guang withdrew his hand, looking at him in his artsy old man pose and smiled, “Thoreau said something similar, ‘Though I am not rich, I have countless sunny days and summer days.'”

    “Who’s Thoreau?” Ye Xing asked, “This guy talks kind of interestingly.”

    “You forgot? Walden Pond.” Qi Guang sighed.

    “Oh, ‘The sun is but a morning star,’ I remember that quote.” Ye Xing also smiled, “Why does he like the sun so much? Everything he says is about the sun… but I like it too, who doesn’t like things with light.”

    Qi Guang lay next to him, staring at the ceiling without a word.

    After a while, his tone suddenly became more serious than before, “You also shine, look at your WeChat name, it’s a sun.”

    “It’s not.” Ye Xing said.

    “It’s not what?” Qi Guang glanced at him.

    “I’m not the sun, I’m Ye Xing, the star in the night, all my light is stolen from the sun.” Ye Xing’s expression was very serious.

    Qi Guang knew he was arguing with himself, so he went along with him, “A night star? Okay, no big deal, the sun isn’t that great, it just shines, I have light too, I’ll share it with you.”

    Ye Xing sat up, looking at the clothes he had thrown on the carpet, the carpet looked relatively clean. After hesitating for a while, he picked them up, shook them, and put them on, “Do you think I’m a pitiful wreck? Are you a kid?”

    Qi Guang looked at him, “Damn, you’re not even grateful, and you’re still…”

    “Qi Guang, thank you.” Ye Xing interrupted him.

    He was stunned for a moment, “Forget it, you’d better not say those two words.”

    “Thank you.” Ye Xing repeated.

    “Say ‘thank you’ again and see if I don’t fight you?” Qi Guang also sat up, “Besides, you came to save me too, we’re even.”

    “We’re not even, it’s impossible to be even.” Ye Xing said.

    “Huh?”

    “I thought you would never come to this city again…” As he said it, he felt like he was putting on an act. Ye Xing didn’t want to talk about such serious topics at this time, after all, the current situation was already giving him enough of a headache, so he smiled and changed his words, “Didn’t you fail to rescue me? You even got yourself caught!”

    “You still say that? I hadn’t even shown off my skills when you dragged me in here,” Qi Guang was laughing and crying, “This is definitely a Waterloo in my rescue history!”

    Then, the two of them inexplicably laughed.

    Except, others laugh because they’re happy, while they were laughing like they had drunk fake alcohol, finding joy in suffering.

    Qi Guang went into the bathroom, the bathroom tiles had a marble pattern, looking grand and bright. As he was taking off his shirt, he wondered why it was so bright without the lights on, then he realized that there was no wall between the bathroom and the room, only a glass partition…

    What kind of anti-human design was this, made to let your partner admire your body??

    “Don’t turn around!” Qi Guang yelled.

    “Why?” Ye Xing, as if he hadn’t heard him, directly looked over at the sound.

    Qi Guang was standing in the bathroom, glaring at him, shirtless.

    He shrugged, got up, and went to the window, pulling up the blackout curtain outside the sheer curtains, plunging the room into darkness. Then he slipped behind the curtains, completely isolating himself from the room.

    A moment later, he heard the sound of running water from the bathroom.

    At this time, Ye Xing’s mind was in a mess, filled with thoughts of when Fang Rong would come to find him and how he should face her… He had no energy to think about other random things.

    So he opened the window, and as the fresh air flowed in, he instantly felt much better. The clamor from downstairs also completely covered up the sound of the water.

    Without a phone, he could only lean against the windowsill and space out, feeling bored after a while.

    After what felt like a long time, he finally heard some noises, like someone knocking on the door.

    Did that idiot Qi Guang lock himself in the bathroom?

    He paused, listened carefully for a while, and after confirming that the sound was coming from the room, he turned around and slipped out through the gap in the curtains.

    The bathroom was directly facing the window, and as soon as he came out, he was greeted by the blood-pumping sight of Qi Guang showering under the showerhead.

    The two of them froze on the spot.

    Damn! He looked like a total pervert right now.

    Qi Guang quickly turned off the water, ripped off a bath towel, and wrapped it around his waist.

    Shit, he had been discovered, the old pervert was done for.

    Although he didn’t look closely, just imagining the flow of water and the way it dripped onto the floor, Ye Xing’s face turned red instantly.

    At this moment, the knocking sounded again.

    Knock knock knock…

    Knock knock knock…

    It was then that Ye Xing realized the sound was coming from the front door.

    “Sir, your meal has arrived, would you like us to bring it in for you?” It was a female waitress.

    “P… Put it at the door!” Ye Xing stuttered, not knowing what he was saying, and moved towards the door. After seeing the waitress’s surprised look, he added, “I… I’ll get it myself…”

    He only felt his face turn an unbelievable shade of red, even his ears felt hot. He took the food and quickly closed the door.

    Qi Guang was standing at the bathroom door, watching him.

    Or rather, he was watching him, standing at the bathroom door with a towel around his waist, with his hair and upper body still dripping wet.

    Just now, he thought he looked like a pervert, but now, Qi Guang looked more like he was being a pervert.

    “Let’s eat.” Ye Xing looked down at the food in his hands.

    A mix of meat and vegetables, and fruits, two servings of each.

    He had to praise the greasy-haired man again for being such a thoughtful and meticulous creditor, even taking care of the debtor’s son and his son’s friend, he deserved a five-star rating.

    By the time he put the food on the table, Qi Guang still hadn’t moved from his spot.

    Ye Xing looked up and quickly looked down, “Aren’t you hungry?”

    “Hungry.” Qi Guang walked over, still not intending to put on any clothes.

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