Chapter 135: Set

Xiao Lan originally thought she would lose sleep.

As a result the excellent quality of sleep cultivated by years of exercise in poverty betrayed him.

Lying in Luo's custom-made bed, feeling the softness of the bedding and the safe surroundings, Xiao Lan not only fell asleep within a short time, he even slept soundly and had a dreamless night.

Waking up from a dark, sweet dream.

When she opens her eyes again, Xiao Lan's bedroom is now bathed in morning sunlight.

The sun pours in with the warmth of spring, dispelling the gloom that had settled overnight, and outside the window the early birds can be heard chirping happily.

Clearly, it is a standard morning scene.

In other words, he had left himself absolutely no time to think about coping with what had happened last night, and as soon as he got up he had to then face the awkward situation he had faced earlier.

Sleeping too well can sometimes be a worry.

For the first time, Xiao Lan spurned her good sleep, which could be achieved by lying on a concrete floor with a brick.

Xiao Lan: "......"

Shit, it's going to be over.

After lying in bed and struggling for a while, Xiao Lan decided to get up and face it.

It is inherent in man to die, either by descending into the world or by the stupidity of ...... his own doing.

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After washing up, Xiao Lan went downstairs with a stiff upper lip.

The silence downstairs and the fact that Luo was nowhere to be seen gave him some peace of mind.

But as if anticipating his wake-up time, Luo had already prepared his breakfast, which was now steaming on the dining room table.

From the look of the food, it's clear that it hasn't been put up for long.

At that moment, Luo is coming out of the kitchen with a small plate.

When he saw Xiao Lan coming downstairs, he smiled, "Good morning, sir."

Luo's face is the same gentle, elegant smile Xiao Lan is used to seeing, seemingly decent and restrained, without the slightest hint of offensiveness.

He placed his plate on the table in a natural manner, and from that face Xiao Lan could not see that he was any different from his usual self.

"Good morning." Xiao Lan greeted him too, still a little apprehensive.

Without saying anything about last night, Luo pointed to the breakfast on the table, "Let's start with breakfast, I've prepared black coffee to go with the birthday cake which tastes on the sweet side."

With that, he turned and went back into the kitchen, thoughtfully leaving room for Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan glanced at Luo's back again and was quietly relieved to see that he hadn't mentioned the kiss last night.

Xiao Lan takes a few steps forward and sits down at the table.

There was indeed a piece of birthday cake on the table, but it had been cut small, basically a token size.

It seems that Luo has agreed to let Xiao Lan eat overnight birthday cakes, but does not want him to consume too much of the stuff that has lost much of its taste and texture.

So I reluctantly prepared a small piece for him, barely fulfilling Xiao Lan's instructions.

Xiao Lan took a bite of the cake and it was still delicious, the fact that it was overnight didn't affect its taste much.

Although for him, there really isn't much in the world that isn't delicious, I guess.

After breakfast.

Xiao Lan and Luo said a few words and went out because they were still feeling a bit squeamish.

He thought it would be better to distance the two of them for the time being and go out for a walk to cool his head down in the breeze .

It would have been nice to blow the water out of my own head along with it.

Just outside, Xiao Lan notices the bustling activity next door.

There were so many people going in and out of there, people cleaning, moving things, arranging something, it looked very orderly.

It is Master Zhang's vegetable patch that has been renovated once again.

A number of people in overalls are cleaning up the mess of leaves in the fields, next to which are placed fresh vegetables of excellent quality with a uniform logo on them, presumably shipped again from one of the cultivation sites and to be replaced in a moment.

I also don't know how many weeks this is for Zhang Daqi's vegetable patch, which is simply the most kryptonite growing player ever.

The more frustrated you are, the braver you are, the more kryptonite you are.

If it weren't for Master Zhang's wealthy family, the average person might not have the financial means to maintain this vegetable patch.

"Oooh ...... oooh oooh ......"

On one side is Tie Hanhan, tied up and wailing miserably, now tied to a post, unable to move at all and looking very helpless.

But the vegetable leaves that hadn't been eaten clean from the corners of the mouth revealed it.

Apparently, the vegetable patch will have another chance to be renovated today, thanks to a certain two-ha.

Tie Hanhan is the eternal nemesis of the Zhang Da family's vegetable patch.

The head of Tie Hanhan is surmounted by Xue Li with his head held high.

He is barking at the top of Tie Hanhan's head, his fluffy tail waving and bouncing, looking very happy.

When he saw Xiao Lan, Xue Li greeted him with a "mee-woo".

Xiao Lan also waved at it.

When Xiao Lan saw Xue Li appear, he naturally thought of Xue Li's owner.

Cheng Wenyi.

As luck would have it, Cheng Wenyi was seen on the other side of the vegetable patch.

Still dressed in his well-tailored and well-designed white suit, with his hair exquisitely styled, he stood at the side of the road like a model on location and discreetly kept a distance from the mud-stained road.

A very reluctant look of supervision.

But with a persona like Cheng Wenyi's, who loves beauty and pretending, it would have been unusual for him to oversee the renovation of the vegetable patch.

Cheng Wenyi also spotted Xiao Lan and, after saying a few words to the female assistant beside him, he walked in Xiao Lan's direction.

Xiao Lan asked, "Is this ......?"

Cheng Wenyi rubbed the corner of his forehead, apparently very headache: "Passing by, then Grandpa Zhang said he suddenly wanted to go to the toilet, asked me to watch him for a while, the result ...... he has been on the toilet for half an hour, asked several times is 'soon ', Tie Hanhan also kept messing up."

Xiao Lan had a hard time holding back her laughter at Cheng Wenyi's expression.

It's understandable that older people are a bit uncomfortable.

Tie Hanhan would be surprised if he could stay in peace.

"It's been hard work." Xiao Lan said with a straight face.

Cheng Wenyi glanced at him, "Don't think I can't see that you want to laugh."

The corners of Xiao Lan's mouth finally curved up with abandon: "Hahahaha, it's really hard for you."

"Let's not talk about that." Cheng Wenyi changed the subject, "What was that [Sparks with Lightning All the Way] about?"

Xiao Lan put away his smile, his eyes confused, "Huh? I gave that to FuGui and Xiao He, didn't I?"

Cheng Wenyi's face looked odd: "What exactly did you say when you gave it to them that was odd?"

Xiao Lan's eyes became even more puzzled.

He recalls the situation: "It didn't seem like anything special ah, just told them they could take it to the kpi, except ...... except Di Yifugui asked me if she could keep it for herself for a few days before turning it in."

"Could it be that ......"

Xiao Lan has a bad feeling in his heart.

Seeing Xiao Lan with panic in her eyes, Cheng Wenyi's tone became heavier: "Recently, I don't know where the news came from, saying that the flowered trousers were an important inheritance you handed over to me, a token representing the close connection between Brother Xiao's backing group and Reincarnation."

Cheng Wenyi could never have imagined that his name would be associated with this kind of hot stuff, and the tendency is to cut it off.

Xiao Lan: "......"

I never thought that [All the way to Sparkle with Lightning] would be bound to him?

Cheng Wenyi added: "They also made a special batch of trousers that look like that thing, and when a group of people stand together, it's a great image ......"

"I'm told they're thinking of putting lights on the trousers as well, trying to make them identical."

Xiao Lan imagined that image and felt bad about the whole thing.

His whole life, I fear, is about to be copped out and

At this moment in time.

On an early spring morning, under a clear sky, in a vegetable patch under renovation, accompanied by Tie Hanhan's wail, the two victims [of sparks with lightning all the way] looked at each other in silence.

Xiao Lan: "......"

Cheng Wenyi: "......"

Both men felt a chill run down their backs, as if they were standing next to a bottomless abyss.

Brother Xiao Support Group, what a terrible group!

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Afterwards, Xiao Lan skips around the city.

He also had no agenda, just wandered casually, walking wherever he could.

He has seen grandparents shopping for groceries, appreciated the mysteries of square dancing, watched crowds of people crammed into sardine cans in the underground on their commute, and stopped a summit duel between primary school students and refused their collective request for worship.

After a day of wandering aimlessly, it was finally getting dark.

Xiao Lan realised - he, it was time to go back.

Unless he wants to run off tonight and sleep on a park bench or in a bridge hole, grabbing space from the beggars and bums.

With heavy strides, Xiao Lan heads back.

I don't know how it happened, but as he walked through the neighbourhood and saw the warm yellow light coming from the house where he lived, a feeling of home suddenly came over him.

The biggest difference between a home and a house is that -

A place can only be called home if someone will be waiting for you inside.

Otherwise, no matter how magnificent the building is, it is just a cold house.

And now, where there was a man waiting for him to return with his lights on.

Xiao Lan looks through the window into the interior.

The room is brightly lit and Luo sits on the sofa, flicking through the booklet in his hand.

He seemed to be studying something, comparing the booklet in his hand and occasionally searching on the computer next to him, with a look of great concentration.

Xiao Lan's original apprehension was suddenly relieved at the sight of this image.

Seems like ...... would be good to just let it go?

What will become of their relationship will come later.

Xiao Lan pushes the door open and enters the room.

Luo looked up and smiled when he noticed movement at the door: "Welcome back, sir."

Xiao Lan nodded at him, "I'm back."

Xiao Lan's attitude has returned to its natural state, without the evasiveness and awkwardness of before.

He walked over towards Luo and looked at what Luo was holding, "What are you looking at?"

Luo shoved the booklet he was holding into Xiao Lan's hand, "I've recently received some presentations on travel, just as we've recently had more time to return to the real world. Have a look, is there anything of interest?"

Xiao Lan: "......"

He looked at the pile in his hand that included descriptions of almost every popular attraction in the world, how did this look to receive, right?

What company has such a wide range of business and likes to make every brochure different?

Instead, it looks more like someone has collected them on purpose.

Xiao Lan has the feeling that some boy with a heart of gold is secretly planning something and intends to set him up.

Although Xiao Lan intends for their relationship to develop naturally, isn't this guy a little too fast?

Seeing Xiao Lan's expressionless face as he watched the travel presentations, Luo was keenly aware that his plan might not work and in an instant he decided to change his strategy.

Luo quickly changed the subject, "Sir, these few experiences of coming to reality have made me think that human life is really very interesting."

Xiao Lan looked at him, keeping his caution in check and said, "Hmm."

Always felt that there was something hidden in those words ......

Luo's tone was a little regretful: "Unfortunately, I've never experienced human travel. ...... What would that be like? It would have been so much fun, wouldn't it? Look at everyone in the picture smiling so happily."

When he finished, he put on a little melancholy in his eyes at the right time, a melancholy with a hint of envy, performed to perfection.

Xiao Lan: "......"

Who the hell did this guy learn from? He's got the acting chops to make it into show business.

Xiao Lan said, in a tone that was unruffled, "I don't know, we poor people don't have the luxury of travelling."

He wasn't lying either, it's true that he didn't have the leisure to travel before when he was below the poverty line, every change of place was a migration that had to be made and had nothing halfway to do with an act like travelling that required money and time.

Luo's movements stalled: "......"

He'd almost forgotten about that one.

Plan 2, Failure.

Luo stood up and left without saying a word.

His back looked a little lonely, which suddenly made Xiao Lan, who was watching, feel a little guilty.

As a non-human, Luo should really have never experienced human travel, is he really looking forward to it? Wasn't it actually a set-up for Xiao Lan?

After Luo left, there was no movement in that direction, leaving no one to guess what he was doing.

Xiao Lan couldn't help but think, "Should I go and see him?

Before Xiao Lan can make a move, a dark, furry mass has jumped from an unknown corner onto the sofa.

The black cat in the guise of Luo looks at Xiao Lan with his golden eyes and walks with grace and lightness into Xiao Lan's lap.

Then he stood up and gently rubbed his head against Xiao Lan's cheek.

The soft, delicate touch sweeps across the cheeks, still with a warmth that is hard to resist.

Not only that, but he softened his voice and gave Xiao Lan a soft "meow" in his ear.

Xiao Lan immediately felt like he was on the verge of being overwhelmed by the whole thing.

Luo actually pulled out the pampering trick!

Just to go on a trip!

Is it moral decay or human distortion that has caused all this!

Xiao Lan's heart was filled with emotion at this scene.

Luo, this guy seems to have learnt some amazing skills ......

And with a cheekiness that grows with each passing day.

This non-human, do you still want your elegant persona ......

Xiao Lan was finally defeated by the sight of Luo, who had flipped his furry, soft belly open in front of him.

He sighed and looked to the pile of travel brochures, "Where do you want to go?"

Isn't it just a trip together?

What a big deal!

The black cat blinked at Xiao Lan with a twinkle of delight under his eyes.

Plan 3, Success.