My Mr. Monster

"Am I sleeping in bed a little wrongly?" Wu Yang blinked and looked at Lu Xuan lying on the ground.

Han Song on the side closed his eyes tightly, choosing not to listen, not to see, and not to speak. After Lu Xuan applied the medicine, he found him, called him "traitor" and ran back.

Han Song was very tired. Although he was in the prime of his life, he felt that his heart had grown old, and many things began to become complicated.

"You're more seriously injured than me now. You should stay in bed." Lu Xuan felt sorry for Wu Yang, who was wrapped in bandages. "I'm almost well now. I don't need this."

Seeing Lu Xuan so determined, Wu Yang felt embarrassed to admit that his recovery speed was actually very fast. Even if... his hand was cut off, he would be able to move it in about half an hour after it was reattached. He just needed to rely on eating to replenish the necessary energy.

It was only more than twenty minutes from the time he was injured to the time he returned to the building. If he had not been poisoned, he felt that if it had been any later, the wound would have healed.

"I can't sleep." Wu Yang said, "Aren't you going to ask why I was injured?"

Lu Xuan raised his eyebrows: "How dare I ask if you don't tell me."

Wu Yang: ...

"I killed a whole group of people." Wu Yang said lightly.

Lu Xuan frowned when he heard this: "What's the reason?"

"They are a group of hunters. When winter comes, there will always be some thugs running out to look for food. Simply put, you can understand them as a group of robbers." Wu Yang said calmly.

"How many were killed?" Lu Xuan asked.

"Shouldn't you ask me why I killed them? Why kill them all? Don't they have any families? Didn't I do anything wrong?" Wu Yang couldn't help but say.

Lu Xuan closed his eyes and didn't know how to describe Wu Yang. He shouldn't have given him a cell phone to play with when he got home. He just watched those stupid short videos.

"This was their choice. Even if they had families and loved ones, you killed them. I'm only familiar with you, so I deny everything about them. Their life and death have nothing to do with me. I believe your choice is right, so their death is right." Lu Xuan said, "This place is unfamiliar, and my circle is small. I can't give my kindness to everyone. If you must blame someone, then blame them for being born at the wrong time."

"What if I kill you one day?" Wu Yang looked at Lu Xuan with his head propped up playfully.

"Then try to make my death less painful." Lu Xuan said calmly. He was afraid of pain and death, but if he had to die... at least kill him without his knowledge.

The most powerless thing is watching yourself die, it's very frustrating.

"I think I can do this," said Wu Yang.

"If you really want to kill me, I'll trouble you. I leave my life in your hands." Lu Xuan closed his eyes and said, "Good night."

"Let's talk some more." Wu Yang was just getting into the mood when Lu Xuan wanted to go to sleep, so how could he agree?

"I'm not in the mood. As a wounded soldier, can't you have some self-awareness?" Lu Xuan opened his eyes speechlessly and looked at Wu Yang. He couldn't understand how this man could be so energetic despite such a serious injury.

Wu Yang's face appeared clearer in the candlelight. Lu Xuan didn't know when he started to notice that Wu Yang seemed to be trying to smile more gently, although his current frivolous smile didn't feel good.

But... this guy is pretty good-looking, and Lu Xuan was a little dazed when he saw him.

"Come up, let's sleep together. That guy kicks people when he sleeps." Wu Yang looked at Han Song and said slanderously without blushing or beating his heart, "It hurts, you can't bear it, unlike me who sleeps so soundly."

Han Song, who was soundly sleeping, frowned slightly when he heard this, but he was still "soundly asleep".

Lu Xuan: ...

"Come here, it's warm for two people to sleep together."

"I'm not cold."

"I'm cold. Come on, just consider it a request from a patient like me."

Lu Xuan didn't know if he was under a curse, and he didn't know how he actually ran onto the bed. It was not until Wu Yang's hand embraced him in his arms that he reacted and pulled him over.

"You..." Lu Xuan suspected that Wu Yang also liked men, but... he felt that Wu Yang didn't like it.

"Me? What?" Wu Yang felt much more comfortable watching Lu Xuan sleeping with him again. Although the bed was not big enough for two people to turn over, it couldn't stop someone from sleeping soundly...

"Nothing, I'm a little sleepy. If you feel cold, tell me and I'll put on more clothes for you." Lu Xuan reminded, "If you feel uncomfortable, I'll go downstairs and sleep."

"That's it, it's okay." Wu Yang held him in his arms. He had clearly regarded Lu Xuan as his property.

Lu Xuan only heard Wu Yang blowing hard, and the light of the candle disappeared, everything fell into darkness, and the only sound he could hear was his breathing and the heartbeat that he couldn't tell whether it was fast or slow.

"Good night." Wu Yang's voice sounded in his ears and then quickly disappeared.

At daybreak, Lu Xuan was still asleep. He grabbed around him but found nothing. He stood up and looked at the empty bed beside him and the empty mat below with the quilt folded into a block.

What time is it? Lu Xuan was a little confused, but this night was the most comfortable night he had ever slept. His head didn't hurt, his body didn't ache, and there was even a human-shaped heater next to him.

wrong……

"Why did he run away?" Lu Xuan realized that Wu Yang's body was covered with wounds, which was much more serious than his fever, but he was still running around.

Lu Xuan quickly put on his clothes and shoes and walked out. The aroma of food entered his nostrils the moment he walked out the door.

"Brother Lu Xuan is having lunch." Jiang Jiang appeared out of nowhere.

"No, Jiang Jiang, why are you squatting here?" Lu Xuan didn't understand. "Who said no to you?"

"No, I just don't want to disturb Brother Lu Xuan's sleep." Jiang Jiang's face was red from the wind in the corridor, and Lu Xuan felt distressed at the sight of it.

He picked Jiang Jiang up, holding him with one hand while covering Jiang Jiang's cold hand with the other, "Why don't you go warm yourself by the fire?"

"Roasting by the fire is not fun. It's more interesting to play with you. No one else wants to play with me." Jiang Jiang felt very wronged as he said this, and looked like he was about to cry.

"They are busy..." Lu Xuan remembered that there seemed to be only a few idle people, himself, Wu Yang, Jiang Jiang and the Ms. Song Li who kept her distance.

Wu Yang called her a crazy woman and a lunatic, but every time Lu Xuan ran into her, she would greet him and didn't act like a lunatic at all.

"Brother Lu Xuan, are you feeling better?" Jiang Jiang blinked his clear eyes and looked at Lu Xuan.

"Much better. I feel like a cow." Lu Xuan smiled and reached out to scratch Jiang Jiang's nose. "It's all red from the cold. Now that we've eaten, let's go."

Jiang Jiang nodded and moved his head closer to Lu Xuan.

He really likes this older brother, who will chat with him, play with him, and tell him stories that he has never heard of before.

"Brother, I want to continue listening to the story of the Little Prince. You only told me a little bit before and didn't finish it."

"The story of the Little Prince, sure, but you have to eat a full meal before you can listen to it." Lu Xuan walked briskly, having regained his previous energy, with a smile still on his face.