Shen Qingbai waited all afternoon, but did not wait for Chen Muyang. Instead, he waited for his call.

"Honey, I will send someone to take you home later."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you at home."

After hanging up the phone, the doorbell rang. Thinking that it had come so quickly, I walked to open the door.

There was a man dressed as a driver standing outside the door, saying that the boss asked him to come.

Shen Qingbai looked at the closed door of the little evil spirit and did not bother him. He left a note and followed him away.

After Shen Qingbai arrived home safely, he called Chen Muyang to report.

After hanging up the phone, he started to look at their home. Does it look like this? It always felt weird. Shen Qingbai walked around the house and couldn't find the room he stayed in last time. It felt a bit strange, but he couldn't explain why.

Suddenly there was a noise from the door. Shen Qingbai walked over. Could it be that Chen Muyang was back?

On Chen Muyang's side, after answering Shen Qingbai's call, he took the time to get into work, planning to finish the last bit quickly and then go home to be with his wife.

He had almost completed the rest of the work before entering the dungeon, but who knew that the workload would increase after he came out.

Suddenly the phone rang. It was the driver sent to pick up Shen Qingbai.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Muyang hurriedly called Shen Qingbai, but no one answered.

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Shen Qingbai stood at the door. When the door opened, the person he saw was not Chen Muyang but Feng Lan.

Shen Qingbai looked confused, "Fenglan?"

"Yes, it's me"

"Why are you here?"

"Because this is my home" Feng Lan walked in slowly.

Shen Qingbai subconsciously gave up his position and walked forward. He thought Feng Lan was still the good Feng Lan from "The Rope".

Feng Lan walked to the sofa, put on her coat, rolled up her cuffs, and walked to the dark place in front. There were no lights on and it was pitch black.

"Isn't this Chen Muyang's home?"

"This is my home, and I specially invited you back." Feng Lan walked into the darkness without turning her head.

Shen Qingbai sensed something was wrong and stopped at the junction of darkness and light, "Fenglan, you were affected by that copy, are you okay now?"

Feng Lan also stopped and turned his back to Shen Qingbai, "Oh, I'm fine. Now, it's you who's in trouble."

Hearing this, Shen Qingbai subconsciously ran away, but was grabbed by the arm at the entrance.

Feng Lan is like a poisonous snake that is slowly approaching you, but you can't escape. You can only watch helplessly as he slowly pulls you into the snake's nest and eats you up.

"Why are you running, Awen, I miss you so much."

Feng Lan held Shen Qingbai in her arms, and leaned her head against Shen Qingbai's shoulder intimately.

Shen Qingbai remained motionless as Feng Lan carried him into the house. Feng Lan kept talking to him along the way, but he couldn't even move, let alone speak.

"I originally just wanted to take you home and raise you as a substitute for that person, but if you insist on running away, then you can become him and become my Awen."

Shen Qingbai was carried into the game cabin. Before he fell into coma, he felt cold liquid sliding down his face. Did Feng Lan cry?

Shen Qingbai entered the dungeon again, but this dungeon didn't seem scary, but rather warm.

As the sun set, a pair of teenagers walked on the road, laughing and acting intimately.

He followed them as a soul, unable to get close or far away, and could only look at them from the perspective of a bystander.

The taller boy looked like Feng Lan, but the other boy looked very similar to Shen Qingbai. Shen Qingbai touched his face in confusion. They were really similar, but Shen Qingbai had tear moles while the boy did not.

They separated at an intersection, and Shen Qingbai automatically followed the boy who looked like Shen Qingbai. The boy seemed to be studying well. He started studying as soon as he got home, and only occasionally turned on his phone to reply to messages.

The boy's parents went on a trip, leaving the boy alone at home. The boy seemed very happy and stayed up until midnight playing games for two consecutive days. It wasn't until a phone call came that the boy was forced to put down the game and crawl into bed to sleep.

She also muttered, "Stinky Fenglan, you know how to urge me to sleep every day, so I won't let you play games next time."

The teenager's life after vacation is very irregular and unhealthy. He lies in bed every day.

But the boy seems to like to laugh very much. His smile is so cute that it reminds people of the warm little sun.

During the day, the boy hadn't woken up yet, but the doorbell had already rang. Shen Qingbai went out and looked as if Fenglan was here, carrying a lot of vegetables in his hand.

Shen Qingbai was floating in the air, his head was empty, and he felt as if he had forgotten something.

The young man dragged his tired body and opened the door. He was wearing a vest and only one slipper.

"Ah, why are you here?" The young man said sleepily.

"I was afraid that you would starve to death if uncle and aunt were not at home, so I came to take a look." Feng Lan put the vegetables he was carrying in the kitchen, turned around and carried the boy into the house.

"You can sleep a little longer. I'll call you when the meal is ready."

"Oh" the boy fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

Feng Lan went to the kitchen to cook while the boy was sleeping. The food was ready and the boy was still sleeping. Feng Lan sat by the bed and looked at the boy with the window open.

Outside the window, there were cicadas chirping, whistles, and wind. The wind quietly passed through the bedroom, carrying warmth and mixed with the youthful and passionate love of a young man.

Feng Lan lowered her head and touched the boy's lips lightly and blushed with embarrassment. She looked at him for a while before waking the boy up.

"Get up quickly, the food is getting cold."

"Oh, I got it, I'll get up later." The boy turned over and continued to sleep, but a corner of his vest was blown open by the wind.

Feng Lan stretched out her hand to lift the boy out of bed and took a few steps. The boy immediately woke up and started making noises.

"Feng Lan! You hug me again! You will make me look short. Stop laughing! You are not allowed to hug me next time!" The boy pinched Feng Lan's face and rubbed it.

"Okay, I got it, I'll definitely do it next time!"

In the end, the boy was carried to the stool by Feng Lan.

"Wow, they are all my favorite dishes! Fenglan, you are so kind. If anyone can marry you in the future, how happy it will be!"

The boy stuffed it into his mouth and praised Fenglan crazily, his mouth bulging.

"Then marry me and I'll let you eat it for the rest of your life," Feng Lan said jokingly.

The young man also laughed loudly, "Okay, then you can't go back on your word in the future, I will eat you for the rest of my life."

"Um"

After dinner, the two of them went downstairs for a walk together. A must-have in summer is popsicles.

The boy bought two "Old Beijings" from the canteen, gave one to Fenglan, and sat down with someone under the shade of a tree to chat.

We chatted about the East and West, imagined the future, talked about poetry and distant places, and talked a lot, but each other's future was filled with the presence of the other.
Chapter completed!