My Mr. Monster

"Lu Xuan?"

"Lu Xuan..."

"Lu Xuan, say something! Are you listening to me?" Wu Yang leaned against the head of the bed and called out to Lu Xuan who was sitting in front of the computer.

"I'm busy……"

Lu Xuan kept typing on the keyboard. In order to sell the gems in his hands, he looked everywhere for some relatively legal and compliant institutions, even if they could sell them at a low price. He didn't care too much about these things, he just wanted to make more money first.

The migration of so many people requires equipment, tents, sleeping bags, etc., but he does not have that much money.

"What are you doing?" Wu Yang asked.

"Looking for customers." Lu Xuan responded.

Wu Yang didn't quite understand, but he didn't bother Lu Xuan anymore because Lu Xuan was very serious, with a hint of impatience and depression between his eyebrows. It would be an overstep to disturb him rashly.

Lu Xuan was indeed very depressed because many people said he was a liar. He kept explaining himself and even said he had inspected the goods offline. Some people also said that his things came from unknown sources... Well, they were indeed of unknown origin.

But Lu Xuan was angry, very helplessly angry, and he was almost frustrated to the point of becoming a turtle.

After drinking a few big gulps of water, he started to struggle again, for the sake of everyone and himself. Although a pile of gems has great collection value, there is no need to collect them now.

Wu Yang watched Lu Xuan struggle silently, while he continued to fiddle with his "mobile phone". After his repeated requests and "coquettishness", Lu Xuan finally gave in and bought Wu Yang a pretty good mobile phone.

After getting the phone, Wu Yang spent most of his time getting familiar with it and then mastering it, playing games, watching videos, downloading software, and figuring out everything on his own.

Lu Xuan didn't have the time to care about it, as he had to do many things himself, and Wu Yang's value was limited to "emotions".

"Wu Yang, go to the shop downstairs and get me a cup of coffee." Lu Xuan turned and looked at Wu Yang.

Wu Yang was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and nodded: "What kind do you want to drink? Bottled or freshly made bitter?"

"Bottled ones are fine. I don't like bitter ones. Damn, someone picked a fight with me and it made me so mad." Lu Xuan said.

"Then you take your time to fight, and I'll buy you some midnight snacks."

Wu Yang felt helpless when he saw Lu Xuan's impetuous mood. He got out of bed and planned to run away, but Lu Xuan called him after he had taken a few steps.

"For a midnight snack, go buy some barbecue. Don't buy coffee, buy some Coke. Buy more. I like lamb skewers and starch sausages. Bring back three or four grilled eggplants and add more chili. You can do whatever you want with the rest. If you don't have enough money, call me." Lu Xuan said.

"Got it, boss. Whatever you say is what it is." Wu Yang responded, put on his shoes and ran downstairs. One day here was enough for him to memorize the terrain.

What Wu Yang likes most in the city is the snack stalls that are everywhere. They are delicious and plentiful, and you can find them anytime and anywhere.

The night sky in the city was starless, its light obscured by the lights, making the night as dark as day. The evening breeze brushed Wu Yang's cheeks, and he stretched and stretched his arms and legs. The wind carried the smell of barbecue.

At this moment, my stomach growled at just the right moment.

Wu Yang followed the smell and started walking towards the food street. He was thinking about: fruit salad, milk tea, barbecue, octopus balls, clam noodles, and small cakes... Wu Yang liked the food street the most. It was simply a paradise for foodies.

Lu Xuan didn't give him much, but he couldn't help but give him some every now and then. Wu Yang swept through the food court stalls like a whirlwind, taking care of both those he had eaten and those he hadn't. Soon, he had returned with a full bag, and a glance at the balance showed that he had some money left.

In order not to disturb Lu Xuan, Wu Yang opened the door and walked quietly when he returned to the house, but as soon as he entered, he saw Lu Xuan blinking at him.

When Lu Xuan saw Wu Yang coming back, he gave him a smug smile and boasted, "I convinced that guy. If we can sell this order, we'll be rich for a while."

"Is the great hero hungry?" Wu Yang also laughed in cooperation, then shook the "midnight snack" in his hands.

"I bought this specially to reward you. I bought the milk tea you like." Wu Yang said.

"Wow, are you planning to make us fat?" Lu Xuan opened his mouth in shock as he looked at the midnight snack in Wu Yang's hand.

"I'll eat whatever you can't finish." Wu Yang said harshly, and then put all the things on the table beside him. It was really dazzling.

"That's fine." Lu Xuan was in a good mood and his appetite also increased.

The two began to eat tacitly. Wu Yang ate the octopus balls one by one with great pleasure, and finished one third of the milk tea in one gulp.

"It seems like there's too much chili in this." Lu Xuan stuck out his tongue, looking at the skewers covered in chili powder, not knowing what to say. He said to add more spiciness, but... forget it.

"Not bad." Wu Yang licked his lips and finished a skewer of mutton in one bite. He seemed not to feel anything.

After eating everything in a flash, both of them were full and lay on the bed looking "depressed".

"I found that I have fallen into depravity since I followed you." Lu Xuan said.

Wu Yang was dissatisfied when he heard this, "What do you mean you've fallen into depravity after following me? It was you who supported me, and it was you who led me astray."

"Shit, it's you."

Lu Xuan looked at Wu Yang sideways. The outline of the person's face was so clear and his facial features were so good-looking. His previous aesthetic taste seemed to be as bad as it could be to him now.

He didn't understand how Wu Yang broke into his life so "easily", it was like a seamless connection.

Lu Xuan hugged Wu Yang's waist and asked, "How long do you think we can stay together?"

Wu Yang was taken aback by this sudden "life-threatening question," but then he quickly reacted and comforted her, "If nothing unexpected happens, we'll always be doing well. No, it'll only get better."

"Really?" Lu Xuan blinked, like an innocent child asking a simple question.

"Really." Wu Yang touched Lu Xuan's hair, then bent down and kissed his forehead. At this moment, both of them understood each other tacitly.

Things like love can't be forced. Whether it's suitable or not depends entirely on the individual. If you don't love me, how can I expect myself to love him? There's a saying that goes "the seven-year itch"...

Lu Xuan didn't know whether this situation would occur, but he would do his best to maintain this "cherished" relationship. This was just his small hope that it would last for a long time.

"You really don't know when your birthday is?"

"I forgot."

"Then let's set a time. How about I spend your birthday with you in the future?" Lu Xuan smiled innocently, like a child who has not experienced much of the world.

Wu Yang looked at Lu Xuan's smile, reached out and touched his face and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"How about sharing your birthday with me from now on?"

"Well, I feel like you're taking advantage of me. I want to be one day ahead of you."

"You said you would listen to me." Lu Xuan puffed up his cheeks and looked at Wu Yang.

Wu Yang was helpless seeing this and said softly, "Alright, it's up to you. I'll let you handle all the trivial matters that you can."