I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

When Xie Yan and Shen Yan arrived home, the house was filled with a delicious aroma, the smell of meat mixed with the smell of bone broth wafting from the kitchen.

Zhang Zhihong, wearing an apron and holding a plate of vegetables, paused at the kitchen doorway, then called out, "Huiyun, Xiao Yan and the others are back!"

Hearing this, Yang Huiyun also came out. She looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "Wait five more minutes, and dinner will be ready soon."

Previously, Zhang Zhihong often came with Yang Huiyun to help out, sometimes cooking, sometimes cleaning. Although Shen Yan said that Yang Huiyun didn't need to do these things, she was too old to stay idle and would get upset if she wasn't allowed to cook, so Shen Yan just let her be.

On the table were some light and delicious dishes, especially the bone broth that had been simmering for hours. The rich aroma of meat wafted through the air, and the fat from the bone marrow mixed with the spiciness of the ginger slices, all swirling in the steam.

Yang Huiyun was happy that Shen Yan was recovering well. She served Shen Yan a bowl of soup that had been simmering until it turned white, and then served Xie Yan a bowl as well.

"Xiao Yan, are you two getting married soon? When are you planning to get married?"

Yang Huiyun's question was so direct that Xie Yan was caught off guard and choked on a small piece of ginger, which made her eyes water.

"Are you alright?" Shen Yan quickly reached out and patted her back, looking anxious. He then brought her a glass of warm water and urged, "Drink some to calm down."

Xie Yan took two sips from his hand before she could barely suppress the urge to drink. When she looked up, she saw Yang Huiyun smiling at them with a loving expression, and her ears burned.

Yang Huiyun was unaware of Xie Yan's accident ten years ago. In Yang Huiyun's eyes, Xie Yan is still the same Xie Yan from ten years ago. She and Shen Yan dated during their university years. Although they were separated for a few years, it did not prevent them from having a good relationship now.

"Ahem, no rush, let's talk about it later," Xie Yan replied.

"What do you mean 'not in a hurry'? You two aren't young anymore. Xiao Xie, you have no idea how depressed Xiao Yan was during those years you were studying abroad. He was like a lost soul, and..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Yan interrupted her, "Auntie, let's eat."

Yang Huiyun's words seemed to have stirred up a dark memory. Shen Yan did not show it on his face, but he nervously gripped Xie Yan's hand under the table, only relaxing slightly when he felt the warmth of her touch.

Xie Yan gently patted the back of his hand as a comforting gesture, then changed the subject, looking at the person next to Yang Huiyun, "Uncle Zhang seems to have lost weight."

The man's complexion was somewhat sallow, and he was indeed thinner than when I last saw him, but he looked quite energetic; it's just that his facial features weren't as soft.

He sighed, "I went back to my hometown in Jianghai a while ago to attend a relative's funeral. I was exhausted from the long journey and didn't get enough rest."

"Oh, Uncle Zhang, you should eat more."

"Okay, you guys eat too."

After dinner, Xie Yan originally planned to take Shen Yan for a walk in the yard, but unexpectedly an old acquaintance suddenly appeared.

A woman with fair and delicate features, wearing a brand-new haute couture jacket, stood at the door and greeted Yang Huiyun in a casual manner, "Hello, Aunt Yang!"

Bai Xiao recently returned to Beicheng, a rare occasion. He heard from his deputy that Shen Yan hadn't been going to the company much lately, so he had no choice but to come back and fill in, occasionally handling some matters.

Yang Huiyun smiled and said, "Xiao Bai, it's been a long time! Are you here to see Xiao Yan?"

"Hmm."

Bai Xiao turned her head to look into the house and was suddenly struck by Xie Yan standing in the living room. She almost knelt down and called her godmother.

Damn, it looks exactly like it, it gave him a fright.

Xie Yan spoke first, "President Bai, it's been a long time."

Behind her was a glass wall that stretched across the floor. The evening glow shone through the layers of lush flowerbeds, and Xie Yan was still wearing the long dress she had just worn to the press conference. Her makeup was exquisite, and her long hair was loose, making her look like an oil painting, almost unreal.

Shen Yan sat in his wheelchair, still holding Xie Yan's hand, and turned to look at Bai Xiao, raising an eyebrow with his dark eyes as if asking what business she had.

Bai Xiao's gaze swept between the two men before settling on their hands.

He had heard earlier that the "stand-in plan" seemed to have succeeded, but now it seemed a little too successful? Didn't you see that this kid's deadpan face has changed completely?

Whatever.

Shen Yan looked at Xie Yan, his fingers tracing the back of her hand. "I need to go to the study for something. Do you want to come with me?"

"No need, you guys go ahead. I'll go check on my scallions in the garden." It's said that Easterners have a natural love for farming. Seeing the fertile soil and blooming flowers in the garden, Xie Yan couldn't resist planting a small patch of scallions, which had already sprouted the day before yesterday.

Just then, Yang Huiyun also went to water the flowers, so the two of them happily went to the garden. Bai Xiao watched as Shen Yan stared at their backs as they left, only turning his gaze away when they were out of sight.

He was amazed.

"......Um?"

The door was pushed open, and Bai Xiao stopped in the doorway, then took a few steps back and looked around. "Did I come to the wrong room? Where's your big coffin?"

The room in front of me was bright and clean, the bed was clean and soft, the walls were painted with a layer of off-white paint, and the curtains moved with the breeze. It looked cozy and normal no matter how you looked at it.

But the fact that this scene appeared in Shen Yan's room was itself abnormal.

Ten years ago, Shen Yan was determined to die when he cut his wrists and lay down in the coffin with Xie Yan. When he woke up, he found that he was not dead, and Xie Yan's remains had long been cremated. Shen Yan's ashes have not been found all these years.

For him, the coffin was the last place he and Xie Yan embraced, the last time he saw her. After that, he slept in the coffin for many years, whether out of remembrance or self-torture, Bai Xiao, as a normal person, could not understand it.

He actually knew in private where Xie Yan was buried, and he would go to burn incense and pray to her during festivals, but Bai Xiao never dared to reveal a word to Shen Yan.

Bai Xiao knew perfectly well that if Shen Yan knew where Xie Yan was buried, he would definitely dig up the grave and find her.

He really can do it. Without a doubt.

What's amazing is that the coffin where Shen Yan used to sleep is gone, and even the originally black walls have been repainted, it's practically a complete renovation.

"Stop." The young man in the wheelchair had clear, sharp eyes. "Remember, you mustn't mention this in front of her."

"What is it? You, Boss Shen, have been sleeping in a coffin for ten years?"

Bai Xiao didn't lower her voice; it was loud enough to carry from the second floor to the first. Shen Yan's expression turned cold, and her tone became slightly harsher, "Bai Xiao."

Being stared at by such a pair of unsettlingly dark eyes is undoubtedly uncomfortable. Bai Xiao rolled her eyes. "...I won't mention it, okay? I can't be bothered with your family affairs!"

Anyway, even a fool could figure it out: Shen Yan was probably afraid that he would scare away the little stand-in.

Oh, there's another possibility: he had leg surgery and it's inconvenient for him to climb the coffin.

Upon hearing this, the other person looked away, pressed the electric button on the wheelchair handle, and smoothly arrived at the study. Bai Xiao was actually very curious about how he came to decide to use a wheelchair, but seeing his deadpan expression, she was too lazy to ask.

He didn't come here for any major reason. First, as a partner, he wanted to check if Shen Yan was still alive. Second, he had heard some things from the outside world.

Aside from some miscellaneous consumer goods products, the future group will focus on two main sectors: real estate development and technology. Bai Xiao usually pays more attention to technology equipment, but she has also heard about some of the new policies in the real estate industry recently.

Future Real Estate is a large and established company, so even if it is affected by policies, it can still withstand the impact for a while. Moreover, Shen Yan sold many of his land plots to the government or other competing companies half a year ago. Whether it was foresight or good luck, the impact should not be too great.

However, other real estate companies that acquired the land at high prices are in trouble. If they build residential buildings, they won't see a return on their investment for at least three to five years. If they build commercial buildings, the area within the Fifth Ring Road in the north of the city is already saturated, and there is even some oversupply. This leaves them stuck with unsold properties, and many small businesses are suffering greatly recently.

According to what Bai Xiao heard, the Gao family in Beicheng seemed to be the most affected, because the Gao family had recently spent a lot of money to buy a lot of land that was now useless, and they had problems with bank loans and were having cash flow difficulties.

"I don't believe you weren't involved. Wasn't the Nanhu Bay area originally part of your plan? Did you sell it to the Gao family?"

The water gurgled on the sandalwood desk, and the black tea boiled in the pot. Shen Yan slowly poured the tea, looking like he was taking care of his health. "There's nothing I can do. He's just not smart enough."

Hearing this, Bai Xiao was particularly puzzled. "What, do you have a grudge against the Gao family? My elders have some connections with them; the Gao family even borrowed money from my second uncle's family."

"Not really." Shen Yan placed a cup of tea in front of Bai Xiao. "It's just that there's a sheep I don't like."

"Can't we speak like human beings?" Bai Xiao stared at the untouched tea in front of her, as if afraid Shen Yan would poison it. "But what are you planning to do with all that land you've kept?"

Strangely enough, Shen Yan has sold off most of the properties in good locations near the city, but he's not selling the ones in the mountains and countryside. Nobody knows what he's up to.

Those places have nothing but beautiful scenery; they are practically deserted.

Shen Yan said, "Cemeteries and funeral homes."

With the current severe aging of the population, it is estimated that the first peak of deaths will arrive in about ten years, with an annual death toll of around 20 million, double the current number. At that time, the money will not be made from residential properties, but from burial sites.

In short, the more people die, the more he earns.

Bai Xiao was once again amazed. This person was still as indifferent as ever. Doing business seemed as simple as an elementary school math problem to him.

The sun goes down.

The spotlights in the flowerbeds were all lit up, filling the air with a fragrant aroma. Xie Yan and Yang Huiyun were taking selfies, switching between different effects, sometimes shooting at people, sometimes at flowers. The two were having a great time, and their cheerful laughter echoed in the courtyard.

On the second floor, by the window, someone was holding a teacup and quietly looking down, their expression focused and gentle.

Bai Xiao knew everything when she saw Shen Yan's expression.

This madman has fallen into it again.

"I heard from Lao Zhao that you went to him again to get your medication. Didn't you start reducing your medication recently?"

Hearing this, Shen Yan lowered his head and fiddled with his teacup. "Hmm, Xie Yan sometimes doesn't sleep well. I'll prescribe some sleep aids and calming medication for her."

Perhaps because she had experienced death, Xie Yan would occasionally have nightmares, even if she usually acted normally. She would often dream of falling off a cliff or being in a car accident, and then wake up in fright.

Xie Yan has a phobia of cars. Even though there are many luxury cars in the garage, she has never driven one. This is probably a small thing that even Xie Qingyu did not notice.

"Wow, how novel! You, a mental patient, are prescribing medication to others."

The young man in the wheelchair casually lifted his eyelids. "It's getting late. Are you planning to stay here?"

This was a clear invitation to leave. Bai Xiao rolled her eyes again, then downed the tea in one gulp with her delicate fingers. "Farewell."

night.

Xie Yan had just come out of the bathroom, still steaming with moisture, when she saw Shen Yan sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed in blue striped pajamas with his bangs flowing down, looking harmless.

He smiled and said, "Come here, I'll blow-dry your hair."

Cool fingertips gently stroked her scalp, like a head massage, while a warm breeze made Xie Yan drowsy.

She rested her head on Shen Yan's lap and simply closed her eyes until she felt the warm touch on his lips. The culprit was looking at her with pursed lips. "Um, I couldn't help it."

Their eyes met, and the deep meaning in Shen Yan's eyes was palpable, gradually creating an alluring atmosphere.

Although the two had been sleeping in the same bed for some time, their sleep was quite platonic. Shen Yan practically used Xie Yan as a pillow, at most giving her kisses and hugs, because he could sense that Xie Yan seemed a little nervous.

"..." Xie Yan sat up abruptly, cleared her throat, and said, "It's getting late, let's go to sleep. I'll go turn off the lights."

When the light changes, the pupils of a person usually have a short period of visual adaptation. Xie Yan turned off the light and groped her way into bed in the dark like a blind person. She reached out her hand but couldn't touch the person next to her.

Just as she was about to ask a question, a barely audible gasp came from the darkness, and then Xie Yan felt a chill on her leg.

Shen Yan was kissing her knee.

He is disabled, so he cherishes Xie Yan's wholeness even more.

The subtle citrus scent of the shower gel lingers around my nose, blending with the warmth of my body to create an irresistible fragrance.

The kisses traveled upwards without them even realizing it. Xie Yan's breathing became erratic, and she grabbed Shen Yan's hair, her voice trembling slightly, "What are you doing?"

"...I don't know." Shen Yan seemed to have woken up from some kind of daze, and hugged Xie Yan's waist tightly, burying his head on her lower abdomen, his voice low and blank.

"I just want to be with you all the time. Don't you think I'm annoying?"

Xie Yan was silent for a moment. She thought about it and realized that she had long been used to his clinginess, which was unusual. She really didn't know how he had been able to pretend all that time.

"If I found you annoying, I wouldn't have come back to you. Now, go to sleep quietly."

Shen Yan smiled, "The osmanthus flowers in Chang Le Park are in bloom. Let's go see them tomorrow."

"......it is good."