My Mr. Monster

"Han Song, from now on we will be friends with a secret, so you must not tell anyone else." Lu Xuan patted Han Song's back and said seriously.

"I know. Do I look like a chatterbox?" Han Song looked at Lu Xuan with a dissatisfied look, but he couldn't help laughing. "But I envy you. It's like a dream to encounter such a magical thing. No, I can't even dream of this."

"It will get better." Lu Xuan said.

Han Song looked at Lu Xuan and suddenly said, "I think I know why Wu Yang is so interested in you. It seems that Wu Yang is also very ruthless in judging people."

"Me? You think too highly of me." Lu Xuan said flattered.

"No, you won't understand. How can there be someone like you in such a desperate place?" Han Song seemed to sigh and feel relieved.

"Someone like me?" Lu Xuan was still confused.

"Don't think too much, I'm just saying." Han Song smiled, "There are many unlucky people in the world, but you are lucky, Lu Xuan, so you can embrace this place with all your enthusiasm."

Han Song couldn't help but look out the window as he spoke. He asked Lu Xuan, "Do you want to go for a walk?"

Lu Xuan nodded, "Let's go for a walk then."

Obviously, Han Song's mood seemed to be not right. He seemed to understand the meaning of Han Song's words, but... he could only face this powerless reality.

He is forever locked in this sad era.

Wu Yang frowned and looked at the two people walking side by side from afar. He did not move but watched, watching Lu Xuan build a small snowman in a few seconds, and Han Song laughing on the side, not knowing what he was laughing at.

"Does this look like Wu Yang?" Lu Xuan drew a very abstract face on the snowman.

Han Song nodded and couldn't help laughing. "Very similar. He always had this grumpy face when you weren't around. If I couldn't beat him, I really wanted to use a clamp to force a smile out of him."

"To be honest, I also want to beat him up, but I feel like I'll never have the chance in this lifetime, unless he doesn't fight back." Lu Xuan said with a smile.

"Don't think about it, just practice it, I bet he won't hit you." Han Song said.

"Go to hell." Lu Xuan cursed with a smile, "He can really knock my head off with one punch. Who can I go to for justice if I make a wrong bet?"

The two of them talked and laughed as they came to a relatively quiet place. Now there were probably only two things in the whole world, endless white snow or dilapidated buildings.

"Do you like it here?" Han Song squatted down and started making a snowman.

"I don't like it." Lu Xuan said directly, "At least until now I haven't found any advantages here. There is no life, no beautiful places, only bones everywhere. In my world, this place is like... hell."

"Indeed, this is hell." Han Song stroked the snowman's head and began to paint his face.

"Let's leave here from now on. At least the environment here is not good." Lu Xuan said.

"I know, but Grandma Wang can't stand the long journey. Let's wait until the time is right." Han Song's attention was all on the snowman, and his voice was extremely flat.

Lu Xuan came closer to examine the snowman carefully and asked, "Who did you build this for?"

"I don't know. I just made it based on my feelings." Han Song said embarrassedly, "I don't have much talent in this area, so it's really ugly. It's not as good as the one you made casually."

Lu Xuan squatted down and looked at the snowman. He reached out and scraped off the excess snow, saying, "It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not. Even if it's just a snowball, as long as you think it has meaning, it's unique."

"You must have read a lot of books, and I think their conversations are very interesting," said Han Song.

"Yeah, but I don't like studying. But where we live, it's really hard to find a decent job without studying." Lu Xuan couldn't help but complain. "Since I was little, my parents have always said that if I don't study hard, I won't have any future. Even now that I'm grown up, I still haven't found a chance to refute them."

"That should be for your own good." Han Song piled up another sloppy rabbit next to the snowman, which looked quite incongruous.

"Yeah, but the pressure is huge... I gradually let it go as I grew older, but now I'm scared when I see them getting older. My grandparents are even older, and they don't have much time left, and I haven't fulfilled their wishes yet."

"Wish? What wish?" Han Song looked at Lu Xuan. Could it be some particularly outrageous wish?

"If it's an ordinary person, it's actually not particularly difficult. It's just about finding a girlfriend, getting married and having children." Lu Xuan's eyes revealed sadness when he said these words.

"This shouldn't be difficult, you're good-looking and have a good personality, so it should be easy for you to find a woman." Han Song didn't understand. Lu Xuan had good conditions, so why would such a problem bother him?

Lu Xuan hesitated for a moment, then finally seemed to come to his senses. He said to Han Song, "I have a secret that's hard to tell you. It's very important. Of course, it's normal for you to dislike me if you find out."

"Secret? Is there something secret that can allow you to travel between two worlds?"

"That secret is a secret of my entire life. I don't think I would tell anyone unless someone asked me."

"What is it? Can I know?" Han Song sensed something was wrong.

Lu Xuan touched his neck, looking conflicted as if he didn't know how to start. He said, "My preferences are different from most men."

"Orientation? What is this?" This has touched upon Han Song's blind spot in knowledge.

Being asked this question made Lu Xuan find it even more difficult to speak and he almost wanted to escape, but Han Song's curious eyes almost saw through him.

"That's right, I just don't like women." Lu Xuan's voice was so soft, as thin as a mosquito's hum, that Han Song beside him almost didn't hear it clearly.

"You don't like women?" Han Song was stunned. "How can you not like women? Could it be that you..."

He looked down... and revealed a conflicted look.

Lu Xuan blushed and moved away and said, "There's nothing wrong with me in that aspect! It's just that I don't like women. I like men!"

Han Song's brain froze up again after hearing this. His CPU nearly burned out twice in just one minute. Liking men? He had never heard of this before, as if he had never encountered one before.

Looking at Lu Xuan's cheeks flushed with shame, he didn't know what to say for a moment. He patted Lu Xuan's shoulder and comforted him, "It will get better."

"This is not a disease... I was born with it." Lu Xuan said.

Han Song was silent for a long time before he said in confusion, "Could it be that you...are attracted to me?"

This time it was Lu Xuan's turn to remain silent, but when he looked at Han Song's face, he couldn't get angry anymore. It seemed as if Han Song really had the capital to say this, and it wasn't narcissistic...

"No... I'm not so desperate as to like a man."