My Mr. Monster

The biting cold wind was howling outside the window like a ghost, and the window couldn't help but tremble, as if it would fall off at any time.

Lu Xuan had never expected that the quality of the windows might not be up to standard. He lay in bed, watching the wind blowing against the window that had already started to creak, and he lost all desire to sleep.

"You two... can do this? I only brought the information for making a bed." Lu Xuan frowned. He was unable to repair the windows.

Wu Yang thought for a moment and said, "Just weld it shut with nails. The clanging is too noisy."

Han Song, who was sleeping on the floor under the bed, nodded in agreement and said, "Once you have finished making the bed, you can move it up. As for the window, just weld it shut. I don't mind."

Wu Yang did it right away. He took the toolbox he brought and directly pried the window back from the outside. The harsh scratching sound combined with the sound of the wind was like a devil's symphony.

After fiddling with it for a while, Wu Yang looked at the completely sealed window with a satisfied look of relief. Lu Xuan felt his head buzzing, and only reacted when Wu Yang lay back down beside him.

"I feel like I'm no longer sleepy after you do that." Lu Xuan said.

"It's okay..." Wu Yang was silent.

Han Song also opened his eyes wide, seemingly no longer sleepy. After this commotion, he became much more awake.

"Han Song, can you sleep?" Lu Xuan suddenly asked.

"For now... I probably won't be able to sleep. If you want, I can sleep too." Han Song said obediently.

"Then let's take the night shift and let Shitou and the others rest. We can play Landlord to relax." Lu Xuan suggested.

"I know how to play Landlord. I've played it on your tablet!" Wu Yang became interested. "Did you buy playing cards?"

"Well, the battery of my phone here is limited, and I think there's not much entertainment. The atmosphere is too depressing, which is not good for my body and mind."

"That makes sense. Then what are our bargaining chips?" Wu Yang asked. "Han Song and I are empty-handed. We don't even have any money."

Lu Xuan said happily, "Twenty candies per person. These can be used as bargaining chips. You can use the candies to exchange for snacks later."

"Although it's a bit of a loss, I agree." Wu Yang looked at Han Song.

Han Song understood Wu Yang's meaning. He seemed to have to agree even if he disagreed, but...

"I don't know how to play..." Han Song said sadly. Although he had seen a lot of things, there were very few that were entertaining, and he had no time to entertain himself.

"I'll teach you. I'm very good." Lu Xuan said, "I've never lost at a three-player Landlord game since I was a kid."

Lu Xuan regretted his boast. He didn't even know what Wu Yang had played on his tablet while he was in his world. Why could he play Landlord... so smoothly?

Looking at Han Song's only two remaining candies and his own five, he fell silent. What made him silent again was Wu Yang's "king bomb" ending... and he still owed him a few more candies...

"Why are you so unlucky?" Wu Yang peeled a candy and put it in his mouth. "I thought you two were really capable, especially that guy who's never lost a single match."

Lu Xuan: ...

Han Song coughed lightly and said, "This is my first time playing, so I don't know much about it. It's reasonable for me to lose a little."

Lu Xuan felt like Han Song's words stabbed him again.

The bleak cold wind extinguished not the candlelight, but his precarious self-esteem.

"I'm not playing anymore." Lu Xuan said depressedly, "I'm unlucky today. How can I have so many bombs every time? It's either planes or straights."

"God is watching what we do. I didn't use any tricks. It was pure luck." Wu Yang pointed to the sky and swore.

Han Song almost rolled his eyes. For some reason, Wu Yang's changes became more and more abstract. He initially thought that Lu Xuan had led him astray... But no matter how you look at it, it should be just Lu Xuan who was led astray by Wu Yang.

This guy's true nature must have been revealed.

"I'm a little hungry. I haven't had any midnight snack." Wu Yang looked at Lu Xuan, "It's time to need you."

"Are you really planning to treat me like a beast of burden? You sleep with me, eat with me, and chat with me... and now you want me to get food for you?" Lu Xuan glared at Wu Yang.

Wu Yang felt extremely aggrieved when he heard this. "I need to be alert all the time. I can't even sleep at night. If someone comes to trip us up at night, would you hear it?"

Such sensible words left Comrade Lu Xuan speechless. He could only stand up and looked down at Wu Yang who was sitting on the ground and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Meat, potato chips, and canned yellow peaches, two cans I want." Wu Yang said bluntly.

"Han Song, what do you want to eat?"

"No need to spend money, I'm not hungry." Han Song quickly waved his hand to refuse.

"Then I'll see about bringing you some." Lu Xuan selectively ignored Han Song's words. These messy polite words were really annoying. Han Song was a person who thought too much, which was not good.

Wu Yang has a straightforward personality, which I think is an advantage.

Seeing Lu Xuan walk away, Han Song asked Wu Yang, "Do you really want to leave him here? He might die."

"Unless I die before him." Wu Yang said.

"Are you guys in a meeting so late at night?" A voice came that made Han Song feel a headache and Wu Yang close his eyes.

Song Li happily appeared in front of the two of them wearing her "new clothes", which was bought for her by Lu Xuan, a pink extra-long down jacket.

"Zhi...Are you here to show off?" Wu Yang looked at her.

"How could that be? Wu Yang, you're with him every day. I'm jealous." Song Li looked at the two of them. "I really didn't know people well before. Or maybe he's crazy enough to actually throw himself at this heartless piece of shit."

Wu Yang: ...

"I've been observing Brother Lu for some time now, and I've found that he's way better than you. Even though he's not very good at fighting, he's caring and sweet-mouthed. He even brought me new clothes." Song Li said with a proud look on his face.

Han Song's mouth was bleeding. He saw the veins on Wu Yang's forehead throbbing, and it seemed like he was about to stand up and kill Song Li in an instant.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how can you want to kill someone after just a few words? We are family after all." Song Li brought an iron bucket and sat on it, crossing his legs and warming himself by the fire.

"Miss Song, why are you here too?" Lu Xuan walked over with a bag of snacks and spotted Song Li. She was so conspicuous with her pink down jacket.

"I also want to help everyone, and I'm afraid you will be bored keeping watch." Song Li said with a sweet smile.

Han Song and Wu Yang suddenly felt their scalps tingling. His acting was no less than Wu Yang's, saying one thing in front of people and another behind their backs. Han Song couldn't help but admire him.

"Then let's roast by the fire together. I'll go get some food." Seeing that there were so many people, Lu Xuan felt that the food was not enough, so he put down the snacks, turned around and ran back to the corridor and walked upstairs.

When Song Li was quite curious about what was brought, before her eyes even reached the plastic bag, Wu Yang snatched it away and held it in his arms like a treasure.

"What are you looking at? These are for me!" Wu Yang glared at Song Li. "Some people shouldn't be so ungrateful. I advise you to be more careful."

For the first time in his life, Song Li felt so speechless... Why did Wu Yang become so neurotic?