Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Cheng Yan carried Aqi back to the Ta'er knife forging site. Aqi's condition made him very worried. He just cried blankly, as if his soul had been taken away and he didn't respond to anything.

Cheng Yan was anxious and worried, but the Ta'er sword forging field was completely silent, and not even a single person could be found.

Aqi's current situation makes him unable to be alone. Cheng Yan remembered that he held on to him tightly last time and would not let him leave. He knew that he needed someone to be by his side the most at this moment because he was seriously stimulated.

But in Cheng Yan's eyes, dry companionship is unqualified companionship. At least water and food should be available at all times.

But now Cheng Yan was unable to do anything, and when he looked around, there was no one at the Ta'er knife forging ground.

Cheng Yan went upstairs in a tangled way, but when he turned to the second floor, he met someone.

"Mr. Escher?!" Cheng Yan's confusion disappeared suddenly when he suddenly saw the person.

Escher had an unexpected expression, and his face became even colder when he saw the intimacy between Cheng Yan and Aqi.

Cheng Yan was so happy that he found someone he could use his power that he ignored the obvious displeasure on the face of the person in front of him.

"Can you please fetch some water? I have to take care of Archie, so I'm a bit busy."

Escher almost snorted, but held back after seeing the anxious expression on Cheng Yan's face.

"Got it." I'll poison the water now.

Cheng Yan breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him repeatedly. He carried Aqi into the room, put him on the bed, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his head.

"It's okay. We are back to the Ta'er Sword Forge. There are no unpleasant people here. I will accompany you."

Archie closed his eyes tightly, tears falling from the corners of his eyes like beads that had broken off the string, the deep red at the corners of his eyes almost oozing out blood.

Cheng Yan wiped away his tears, feeling depressed as if a stone was pressing on his heart.

He leaned close to Archie's ear and said, "Don't listen to the bullshit she says. You are a human being, and you are very important to many people. Look at Niwa and Katsuragi. They all care about you, and me. You are my most important friend."

Before he could finish his soothing words, there was a knock on the door.

Cheng Yan turned around and saw Escher with an expressionless face.

"Please come in."

Escher walked in, without putting down the bucket in his hand, and looked at Cheng Yan and Aqi's clasped hands with his gray eyes.

"You have a really good relationship with him. What did you do to make your sweetheart so sad?"

The water in the bucket seemed to have suddenly turned into vinegar, bubbling.

Cheng Yan pursed his lips slightly, "I actually hope that it's because of me that he's so upset. If I know the source, I can solve it better and make him feel better."

Turning to look at Escher, Cheng Yan explained seriously.

"Mr. Escher, although it's strange, I still want to explain to you that Archie and I are very good friends. I have a lover, and... sometimes I feel that you are quite similar to my lover."

Cheng Yan laughed at himself, "Although you look completely different, the feeling you give me almost makes me think he is right next to me."

Escher suddenly turned his head to avoid Cheng Yan's sight.

"Why don't you tell me who he is? Maybe I don't even know him."

With his ears pricked up, Escher waited for Cheng Yan's next words.

Cheng Yan clenched his fingers, and a hint of sadness appeared on his face when he mentioned this.

"He is the best-looking and most agreeable person I have ever seen. He will say he dislikes me but still agree to do what I ask him to do. He will eat every dish I cook for him, whether he likes it or not. He is very smart and will help me complete the tasks assigned by the teacher at school..."

Cheng Yan blinked away the tears in his eyes, raised his hand to wipe his face, and smiled at Escher embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry to have told you so much. Just leave the water here. Thank you, Mr. Escher."

Escher looked at Cheng Yan's red and swollen eyes in silence, then turned around and walked out with the bucket.

Cheng Yan called him, "Just put it in the house, it can be heated here."

Escher didn't even turn his head. "The water has been out for a quarter of an hour. It's not fresh anymore."

Pouring out the drugged water and picking up a new bucket, Escher stood at the corner of the stairs and raised his hand to his heart.

He is really good at saying nice things, but he is delaying my plan to poison the person in the bed. It is really hateful.

When the heat on his face subsided, Escher walked into the room as if nothing had happened and put the water next to Cheng Yan.

"You can call me if you need anything, but I can't guarantee that I can hear you, so you'd better speak louder."

Leaving behind some stiff words, without waiting for Cheng Yan's reaction, Escher turned and left again.

As he rubbed his fingertips, the redness in the corners of Cheng Yan’s eyes was still very clear in his mind.

Escher breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that someone can't change his habit of crying at the slightest provocation.

But if the person making him cry is me...it wouldn't be so bad.