My Mr. Monster

"Do the clothes fit?" Lu Xuan asked Song Zhe while holding a few pieces of clothes.

"Yeah, it fits me well." Song Zhe nodded obediently. He put on the clothes Lu Xuan gave him carefully, fearing that they would be torn by accident.

"Can't your skin color change?" Lu Xuan asked curiously.

"It can't change..." Song Zhe looked at Lu Xuan, "Is it ugly?"

"It's not ugly, I'm just curious." Lu Xuan smiled, "Do you need to rest?"

"Need..." Song Zhe said again, looking incredibly well-behaved.

Wu Yang gritted his teeth and asked Lu Xuan, "You're not going to support him, are you?"

"Huh? Is it not possible?" Lu Xuan blinked and looked at Wu Yang.

Wu Yang covered his face and turned away. "I don't care anyway. If I feel bad, I'll throw him out."

"Azhe, will you get used to living with so many people?" Lu Xuan asked with concern.

Song Zhe thought about it and felt a little unsure. He had been walking alone for a long time, living and waiting here aimlessly. It had been too long since he had lived with others, and...

"Brother Lu Xuan, I am no longer a human being." Song Zhe's voice was not loud, but it was not difficult to hear that the speaker's tone was very sad.

If Song Zhe had been told about this to someone else, the response he would have gotten might have been rather harsh and pointed, but he was Lu Xuan, and his own man was no longer someone he had much to do with other people, so why would he care about these things?

"What does it matter?" Lu Xuan said indifferently, "It's not your fault."

Song Zhe looked at Lu Xuan, who was a little dazed. In the blink of an eye, his eyes turned slightly red. "Brother Lu Xuan is still like this."

Lu Xuan panicked the moment he saw it. He was a little flattered by this guy calling him "brother", but suddenly his eyes turned red and he looked like he was about to cry, which made him completely confused.

Lu Xuan took a few steps forward and hugged Song Zhe. He patted Song Zhe's back gently and asked softly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Song Zhe didn't say anything, but closed his eyes, tears streaming from his eyes.

"I don't know how long it's been since I felt so at ease." Song Zhe said in a hoarse voice, "I feel like my life has come full circle."

"What are you talking about?" Lu Xuan chuckled.

If a person wants to lie, it is very simple. Lu Xuan has been observing Song Zhe, and his eyes never let him find any trace of lying.

"But thank you for your kindness, Brother Lu Xuan. I'm already like this, so I won't trouble you." Song Zhe reluctantly let go of Lu Xuan.

"Then what are you going to do?" Lu Xuan felt inexplicably sad when he looked at Song Zhe in front of him. This guy seemed to be sad all the time.

"I will follow your steps." Song Zhe said, "Wu Yang is unreliable. I will become Brother Lu Xuan's shadow."

After saying that, Song Zhe looked at Wu Yang with disdain again. He easily jumped onto the railing, then leaped up, his figure directly submerged in the darkness like the deep sea.

"I really envy your physical fitness. If I jump from this height, I will really die." Lu Xuan said.

"The price of being inhuman." Wu Yang said jokingly, "Do you like this?"

"Em...it's hard to say. I'm not sure if I'm still a human being now." Lu Xuan shrugged.

"Why did you hug him just now?" Wu Yang brought the subject back and stared at Lu Xuan as if he wanted to ask him something.

"I'm not very good at comforting people. I think a hug should be enough for him." Lu Xuan said with a smile, "Look, he's fine now, isn't he? And he's easy to comfort."

"Are you really not curious about his secrets?" Wu Yang said, leaning aside.

Lu Xuan lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said helplessly, "Don't force things that can't be forced. It's more interesting to find the answers yourself, and it should be clear after a little thought."

"I don't understand." Wu Yang frowned.

"By the way, Wu Yang, is there something wrong with your memory?" Lu Xuan asked. "Why does he know you but you don't recognize him? And it seems like there's a serious problem."

Wu Yang pursed his lips, and after deep thought, he slowly said, "I do have some memory problems, but I really don't know what exactly I can't remember. My memory is very confused, and I can't remember the time clearly."

Before he met Lu Xuan, his daily routine was the same, like a robot. But he really didn't know why he was here...

After thinking about it carefully, Wu Yang also felt that it was a bit strange, but he couldn't find anything strange.

"That's really strange." Lu Xuan touched his chin and thought deeply, as if trying to connect everything.

"Don't think about it. I didn't attack that guy for your sake. Go and rest." Wu Yang held Lu Xuan's hand.

Lu Xuan nodded. Although Song Zhe's appearance was an unexpected episode, he was really tired. At least now he was sure that Song Zhe would not beat Wu Yang again.

"Sleep well, you look wilted like this." Wu Yang said.

"I understand." Lu Xuan laughed.

It was late at night, and Wu Yang took Lu Xuan to rest, and everyone basically slept together.

Han Song looked at the burning flames. The evening breeze blowing in from the broken window swayed the flames. He pulled the sleeping bag closer to the fire.

He glanced around and found that everyone was asleep. He took out a pen and a small notebook. The sound of the pen scratching on the paper overlapped with everyone's breathing.

Han Song's handwriting wasn't very good. He had never learned to write formally, so he struggled with both reading and writing. Although it was a hassle, he found it very useful.

He wrote about many things, and he left some words he didn't know how to write blank and filled them in when he learned them.

Han Song's face looked particularly handsome in the light of the fire. Lu Xuan sighed more than once how popular Han Song's face would be in their world, not inferior to those of celebrities at all.

Suddenly Han Song raised his head and saw Lu Xuan.

"You..." Han Song was a little surprised.

Lu Xuan made a "silence" gesture, then walked briskly to sit next to Han Song.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Lu Xuan asked first.

Han Song swallowed back the question that was about to come out of his mouth. Lu Xuan really knew how to control everyone. He smiled gently and replied quietly: "Everyone is tired. I can do it alone. I'm used to it."

Lu Xuan sighed helplessly. There was no such thing as getting used to it. Han Song's spirit of dedication was ingrained in his bones. No wonder everyone respected him.

"Why don't you sleep? Aren't you very tired?"

"It's almost time to sleep." Lu Xuan said.

Of course he didn’t get enough sleep, so Lu Xuan got up to pee, but when he saw Han Song by the fire, he ran over.