Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

"Keep an eye on them!"

"You don't need to worry about those around me and Wu Xie; I'll keep them for later."

When it comes to serious matters, Qin Henian is quite reliable. He quickly instructed the person on the other end of the phone to do something, and then the other party mentioned some unusual things happening in other cities before hanging up.

The three of them huddled together in the living room, sitting on the sofa and exchanging glances. However, not long after, the sound of a car horn and brakes slamming shut came from outside the villa. A few minutes later, this scene unfolded outside.

First up was Fatty Wang, shirtless and hunched over, carrying Wu Xie, who appeared to be asleep, on his back. He had his arms wrapped tightly around Wu Xie's buttocks while also carrying a large iron box. A canvas bag, seemingly filled with many items, hung around his neck. Veins bulged on his forehead as he swayed towards the villa's door.

"Fatty and the others are here. I'll go open the door."

The moment he sensed someone outside the door, Qin Henian stood up first, said a few words, and then, under the watchful eyes of the other two, walked to the front door with lightning speed, pressed the doorknob, and opened the door.

The two people left behind sat on the sofa and began to communicate silently, facing each other.

Black Bear: "Can the mute talk?"

Zhang Qilin: "Let's talk privately!"

Black Bear: "Then... let's go upstairs?"

Zhang Qilin: "Hmm."

After the two reached a consensus, they both got up and went upstairs.

Doorway.

"Fatty! What's wrong with Wu Xie?"

Qin Henian looked at Wu Xie on Wang Pangzi's back and asked in confusion.

"Harmful!"

"It's nothing serious. Xiao Tianzhen just got sunburned. He probably has heatstroke. He'll wake up soon after he sleeps for a while."

Wang Pangzi didn't want Qin Henian to worry, so he told a lie. Then, he carried Wu Xie to the living room, stood in front of the sofa, slowly half-squatted down, and let go of him. After placing Wu Xie on the sofa, he arranged him in a comfortable position, then got up and sat down to the side, panting and resting...

"Sunburnt? But there's no sun today..."

Qin Henian rubbed his forehead, glancing at the world outside the transparent glass. The sky was overcast and gloomy, and although the air was muggy, it was far from being hot enough to cause heatstroke.

"Uh... cough cough... Hey Henian! Fatty, I was just joking with you! Wu Xie didn't have heatstroke, he just fainted and hasn't woken up yet."

Fatty Wang wasn't embarrassed when his lie was exposed; he just awkwardly offered an explanation.

"Why did Wu Xie faint?"

Qin Henian asked out of curiosity, wanting to know more details.

"Alas...it's all a tragedy! Here's what happened..."

(Blah blah blah... Wang Pangzi's thousand-word narration is omitted here.)

After listening to the story, Qin Henian summarized the events: Wu Xie had been discharged from the hospital early that morning and went to one of their secret experimental bases in Changsha. Based on the information they had collected and the connection with the Black-haired Snake, they originally intended to conduct experiments on the selected test subjects. However, because Wu Xie wanted to know more, he used himself to initiate the first experiment.

It must be said that Wu Xie has grown very quickly, but it is a bit risky to use himself for experiments.

"Nonsense!"

Qin Henian turned his head and looked at Wu Xie, who was still asleep on the sofa. He took a deep breath and softly uttered two words.

"Sigh, Wu Xie is helpless too. Even we can't bring ourselves to speak up about something like He Nian's situation..."

Fatty Wang sighed, unable to explain why.

Ignoring Wu Xie's affairs, Qin Henian went upstairs to take another nap, as he still needed to catch some mice that night.

.............................................

Amidst the thick, greyish-white fog, a dark grey, human-like figure strode forward. The ground within the fog appeared to be an indistinct patch of grass, a tapestry of wind and mist.

Qin Henian was dressed in a black and gold robe, his waist-length hair was disheveled, his hands hung at his sides, and he followed closely behind the misty figure in front of him.

A pair of slender phoenix eyes stared intently at the misty figure ahead, about forty or fifty meters away. Qin Henian's pace was fast, and the misty figure's speed was fast as well; Qin Henian's speed was slow, and the misty figure's speed was slow as well... Visible, yet unattainable, untouchable...

"who are you?"

Qin Henian looked up at the shadow and asked in a firm and resolute voice.

The misty figure in front didn't answer; only the edge of the misty shadow at its head twitched, then it seemed to be waiting for Qin Henian and stood there. But the next second, just as Qin Henian lifted his leg to walk towards the misty figure, the misty figure also began to lift its leg and move forward, returning to its previous state.

Meanwhile, in a room on the third floor of the villa, the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows were blocked by curtains. Qin Henian was curled up on a large gray bed, covered with a quilt, with only his cute little head showing as he slept soundly with his eyes closed.

A gentle breeze swept by, creating a small gap at the corner of the blanket at the foot of the bed. The wind slipped in, causing a bulge to appear here and there... The breeze ruffled Qin Henian's rosy cheeks, leaving little dimples here and there...

"Madam is so cute~"

As a gentle, indulgent voice drifted through the room, a boy with long, black hair, dressed in the same red and white robe embroidered with gold, suddenly appeared outside Qin Henian's bed. The boy had striking features, red lips and white teeth, fair skin, and a smirk that fixed greedily on Qin Henian.

As he finished speaking, the boy used one of his fingers to poke and poke Qin Henian's face here and there... He even leaned closer, his warm and soft lips gently touching Qin Henian's cute little forehead. When they made contact, the boy's eyes curved into crescents, and his eyes revealed an extremely infatuated look.

A dozen seconds later, the boy raised his head and his gaze gradually shifted downwards. Those two delicate pink lips made his gaze freeze, his Adam's apple bobbing. Then, the next moment, he lowered his head and kissed her deeply...

"Ugh... Ugh..."

Qin Henian's breathing suddenly became labored, and his limbs began to kick and pull involuntarily... Just then, the deep shadow in the mist began to fade, Qin Henian's thoughts gradually cleared, and his long eyelashes began to tremble on his eyelids...

"what!"

rustling...

Qin Henian suddenly woke up from his sleep, sitting up with rapid breathing and clear eyes. The moment his consciousness returned, Qin Henian began to look around the room, his eyes scanning his surroundings like radar.

no one?

Apart from the movements I made after waking up from my dream, nothing seemed to have changed in the bedroom...

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, a gentle breeze drifted away.