Twenty-five, The Last Night

  Twenty-five, The Last Night

  Can't sleep! After lying in bed with his eyes closed for four hours but still wide awake, Yan Jing finally decided not to sleep.

  Put on her pajamas, Yan Jing sneaked out of the bedroom, wanting to take a look at Chu Xueran. No, to be specific, she wanted to scare Chu Xueran.

  Yan Jing remembered that on the first night he came here, Chu Xueran warned him not to scare him by his bedside. Yan Jing thought, probably Yan Se had scared him like this before.

  However, Yan Jing had never been a obedient child. Whatever Chu Xueyan forbade him from doing, he would definitely do the opposite.

  Yan Jing sneaked to Chu Xueran's bedside, his eyes wide with excitement, waiting for Chu Xueran to wake up from his sleep and give him a good scare.

  However, Chu Xueran slept very soundly, and Yan Jing had been waiting for over 20 minutes, but there was no sign of Chu Xueran waking up.

  So, the impatient Yan Jing could only pluck out one of his own hairs and then tease Chu Xueyan's nostrils back and forth with it.

  "Ah-choo!" Chu Xueran let out a loud sneeze.

  It's really self-inflicted and can't be helped, Yan Jing wiped the starlight that was sprayed on his face with the sleeve of his pajamas, and then used his hair to tease Chu Xueran even more vigorously, of course, this time Yan Jing changed positions.

  Yan Jing inserted a strand of hair into Chu Xueran's ear, then combed the hair with his hand, turning left and right several times, until Chu Xueran, who was asleep, reached out to scratch her ear. Only then did Yan Jing put away his tool and widened his eyes again, ready to scare Chu Xueran to death.

  Half an hour later, Yan Jing's eyes were exhausted and Chu Xueran was still not awake.

  Yan Jing felt a bit strange. Didn't Chu Xueyan say that he was almost thirty years old and often suffered from insomnia? How come he slept so well today?

  It's strange, it's really too strange. Yan Jing muttered to himself until he saw Chu Xueran's slightly raised corners of his mouth, and only then did Yan Jing react.

  "Uncle! You actually deceived me!" Yan Jing stretched out his hand to pinch Zhu Xueran's neck, "You woke up early and insisted on watching my joke for so long. You deserve a beating!"

  Zhu Xueyan pretended to be in pain and waved his hands wildly, squeezing out a sentence from his throat, "Murder!"

  "Uncle, stop pretending, I didn't use any strength." Yan Jing burrowed into Chu Xueran's quilt, "You've been ignoring me for so long, I'm getting a bit cold."

  Chu Xueran tucked in Yan Jing's quilt, "Who told you to stay up late and come bother me?"

  "Shut up!" Yan Jing wrapped himself tightly, "I'm sleepless!"

  "This sentence of yours truly captures the spirit of that 'I have no home' from a few days ago." Chu Xueran discovered that his quilt had been snatched away by Yan Jing, and he sighed helplessly, "Alas, it's really a case of one bird occupying another's nest. If tomorrow morning you find me dead, I must have frozen to death, and you, Yan Jing, will be the culprit."

  "Isn't it just a quilt you want?" The room was dark, and Yan Jing knew that Chu Xueran couldn't see him at the moment. Yet, he still made a lewd face and said, "Then beg me for it, uncle."

  Chu Xueran let out a deep breath again, then tightly wrapped Yan Jing in his arms, letting their body heat exchange with each other. "Sleep," he said. Tomorrow was still a workday, and Chu Xueran didn't want to be late.

  Yan Jing settled down in Chu Xueyan's arms for a while, then started to get restless again. "Uncle, I still can't sleep. Feel this, my heart is beating really fast, am I sick?"

  From Yan Jing's words, Chu Xueyan can judge that Yan Jing is actually a child who doesn't understand anything. If Yan Jing had met good people since childhood, maybe the current Yan Jing would be more like a white lotus flower blooming on the snowy mountain peak compared to Yan Se.

  "Your heart is racing because you didn't sleep well last night."

  Yan Jing curled his lip and said, "Uncle, don't think that just because I'm uneducated, you can easily cheat me."

  "I didn't deceive you," Chu Xueran cited the basis, "Frequent insomnia can indeed cause heart palpitations, leading to heart disease and sudden death."

  Yan Jing no longer dwelled on the issue, but soon thought of another way to intentionally make things difficult for Zhu Xueran, "Uncle, sing a song for me to listen to?"

  Yan Jing heard that when Lu Fang was young, his mother would sing a song to him before he went to sleep.

  Every time Yan Jing heard Lu Fang say this, he couldn't help but feel envious. Yan Jing's mother had passed away very early on, so he had no idea what it was like to listen to his mother sing and then be held by her as he fell asleep.

  Chu Xueran's embrace was very warm, and Yan Jing couldn't help but think of his own mother, whom he had no impression of. Of course, Yan Jing was clear that this thought could not be known to Chu Xueran, or else he would definitely throttle him to death.

  If only Chu Xianyan had nothing to do with the Chu family, that would be great. Every time Yan Jing felt the warmth brought by Chu Xianyan, he would think so.

  But thinking of her deceased mother and brother, thinking of her father who went mad and had no news until now, Yan Jing's hatred for the Chu family grew more and more intense.

  Time and again, Yan Jing repeated in her heart that if Chu Xueran had nothing to do with the Chu family, it would be great.

  "What song do you want to listen to?" Chu Xueran had also coaxed Yan Se into sleep before, so singing a few lullabies wouldn't be difficult for him.

  "I don't know what song either." Yan Jing put Chu Xueran's arm into a comfortable pillow-like position, then continued to snuggle in Chu Xueran's arms, "You sing whatever, I'll listen to whatever."

  Chu Xueran thought for a moment and then began to sing one of Yan Se's favorite songs.

  Chu Xueran's voice was very magnetic, just the kind that Yan Jing liked. With a warm hug, a comfortable "pillow", and listening to his favorite voice, Yan Jing slowly fell asleep.

  When Yan Jing woke up after a good sleep, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning.

  "It's late!" Yan Jing shook Chu Xueran, who was still fast asleep beside him. Chu Xueran opened his eyes to look at Yan Jing, then closed them again and continued sleeping.

  Yan Jing pulled Chu Xueran's ear and shouted loudly, "Uncle, you're going to be late!"

  Chu Xueran, with eyes full of red blood vessels, stretched out his hand to press Yan Jing on the bed, then used his arm to tightly press Yan Jing. "I've already asked for leave, today we don't have to go to work."

  "You should have said so earlier." Yan Jing had originally planned to be a good employee and work for another half day. What if the result of Yan Jing going to find Lu Fang this afternoon was that Lu Fang didn't want him? Then Yan Jing would still have to rely on working to earn money to eat.

  Even if he didn't have to go to work, Yan Jing was no longer sleepy. So Yan Jing began to carefully observe the face of Chu Xueyan, who was only fifteen centimeters away from him.

  Don't mention it, Chu Xueran is indeed quite handsome, with a chiseled face and a net worth of hundreds of millions, he's a typical diamond bachelor king.

  Yan Jing stretched out his hand and touched the whiskers that had grown on Chu Xueyan's chin, the sharp sensation making Yan Jing's heart feel itchy.

  Suddenly, Yan Jing seemed to be tempted by something and slowly, slowly approached Chu Xueran...