Chapter 63: [Doomed] The Disguise is Lost!
The plane took off and landed.
Looking at the azure sea through the porthole, Le Can couldn’t help but have all his attention drawn away.
He had seen the sea before, when taking a boat to a sea burial site.
To this day, Le Can could still clearly remember the sea from that day. The wind and waves were strong, and the cold rain felt freezing as it poured onto his face.
Because a large sea burial ship was chosen, Le Can wasn’t the only one performing the ceremony that day. His ears were filled with mournful music, crying wails, and the sound of the whistling sea breeze…
That day was chaotic and loud. From inside out, start to finish, a gloomy gray pervaded the entire process.
Because the sea held extraordinary significance for Le Can, his heart always yearned for that place ever since. From the conception of Feng Meng to its birth, he always wanted to reunite with it.
But the busyness of work meant that, unfortunately, he could only glance at it for a few seconds through a car window while on business trips. A very limited patch, and most of the time, what he saw most were the dark crowds on the beach.
Also, perhaps Le Can had bad luck. Every time, the distant blue carried a gray tone, very much like the sea in his memory.
It was probably related to the weather, as he always encountered cloudy days.
But before the sea burial, the sea Le Can had envisioned wasn’t such a gloomy sea. Later, what he wanted to encounter wasn’t a gray-toned sea surface like that day either.
Call it regret, call it fantasy—he wanted the place where his kin slept to be azure and bright.
Grand and vast, free and full of life… This was the reason Le Can had originally followed the last wish and was willing to scatter his kin’s ashes into the sea with his own hands.
And such a sea, he only saw today, after crossing an entire world.
Le Can found it hard to move his gaze away from that blue.
When Yi Ying brought new clothes over, she happened to see the guest staring blankly out the window, lost in thought. She tactfully stopped in her tracks and cast her gaze toward the other guest who was in silence.
In Xi Yun’s ears, the sound of pattering rain echoed.
Clearly, it was a sunny day outside the porthole, yet from a certain moment on, the sound of endless rain had been echoing in his mind.
He gazed at the outwardly calm young man. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Yi Ying and the others hesitating, so he raised his hand and waved it backward, signaling a “withdraw” command.
The group silently and quickly finished the tasks in their hands, leaving the current space without a sound.
After a while, Le Can realized that the movements that occasionally fell on his face hadn’t appeared for a long time. He pulled himself out of his low spirits, turned his head, and fell into a pair of clear, shallow eyes.
“Them?”
Xi Yun picked up the juice on the table and handed it over. “The plane is about to land. The rest can be done after landing.”
Licking his dry lips, Le Can reached out to take the cup without hesitation, opening his mouth to hold the straw.
The moment the fresh juice, sweet with a hint of tartness, entered his mouth, the young man’s eyes widened abruptly. The pure, natural, fresh taste without any additives lifted his spirits.
Le Can hadn’t expected the man’s makeup to take quite a while earlier; he had indeed been thirsty for a long time. The arrival of the juice was like rain after a long drought. He didn’t hold back, directly bowing his head to suck down two large mouthfuls.
Finished, Le Can let out a comfortable long sigh, his whole body collapsing limply onto the lap of the person beside him.
After leaning for a while, he slowly shifted to a prone position, keeping everything above his neck suspended in the air.
It wasn’t that Le Can didn’t want to lie down on the sofa, but the hairstyle that took so much effort couldn’t be messed up!
Although the sofa had a backrest, maintaining a sitting posture for a long time still caused backaches. right now, he just wanted to change his posture to wait for landing.
Lying on his stomach or back was fine, as long as he wasn’t sitting!
A pulling force came from his hand. Le Can lazily lifted his eyelids and saw Xi Yun’s hand preparing to take away the empty cup in his hand.
Le Can immediately let go of the “little burden” in his palm.
However, as his slender white fingertips retreated, they seemingly inadvertently brushed past the well-defined, powerful fingers. A touch that broke contact instantly; a person with dull perception might have ignored it directly.
However, Xi Yun happened not to belong to that category.
He lowered his eyes, staring fixedly for a few seconds at the young man’s earlobe—round, full, and a shade deeper than a healthy pink. He casually placed the cup on the table to the side.
The bottom of the cup hit the tabletop, making a crisp sound.
Le Can couldn’t help but turn his head to look at the person whose leg he was pressing on. As expected of the uniquely blessed Male Lead; even from a top-down angle, Xi Yun was unbelievably good-looking.
Not only that, Xi Yun happened to lower his eyes nonchalantly. That casual glance was still full of imposing manner, carrying an indescribable feeling of looking down imperiously on the masses.
Le Can’s sore and numb waist inexplicably went a few degrees softer. With a hidden guilty conscience, he tucked his hands under his body. Looking exactly like a cat who knew perfectly well it had done something bad but refused to have its claws trimmed.
“You…”
Just as Le Can was thinking about whether to say something, a series of knocks on the door interrupted him.
The person racking his brains for a topic suddenly relaxed his brows, which had been knit in distress, and called out crisply and loudly, “Enter!”
However, Liang Yusheng outside the door had no intention of entering. He just opened the door a crack, took a look, then lowered his eyes to stare at the tip of his own shoes.
“Boss, Mr. Le, the plane is expected to land in half an hour.”
Upon hearing Xi Yun give a faint “Mhm,” Liang Yusheng let out a soft sigh of relief, closed the gap in the door again, and retreated to his original position.
[Landing soon?]
Le Can looked up at the position of the porthole, hesitating whether to rush over to see the full view of Xi Yun’s private island while there was still time.
[Private island! Wonder if it’s big or small, how’s the scenery?]
But just as Le Can was itching to move and took action to prop up his body, a hand passed through the gap between them, hooking the young man in front of him by the waist and lifting him up.
Le Can, completely bewildered, had his hands and feet leave the ground, spinning one hundred and eighty degrees in the air. When his body landed again, he was sitting on Xi Yun’s lap with his back to him.
Those who didn’t know would think he was some ragdoll at the mercy of others.
Le Can’s five fingers slowly clenched; his fist hardened.
But before his fist could swing out, a solid chest suddenly pressed against his back. Warm body heat transmitted through the thin clothes, and Le Can couldn’t help but frown.
Doesn’t Xi Yun usually deliberately avoid physical contact?
After all, every time after kissing, the other party either slept in a separate bed or used a separate blanket. His Bedding Plan had been declared a failure more than once…
Le Can suppressed the dissatisfaction of being manhandled and looked back and up.
His neck was only halfway up when suddenly a large hand cupped the young man’s chin. Thumb and forefinger sank into soft cheeks, pinching them to force him to look forward.
“Hey! What are you doing?”
Head slightly lowered, the man who was practically cheek-to-jowl with the young man didn’t answer.
Receiving no answer, Le Can frowned. While confused, he took a moment to look forward.
[What’s so good to see up front, isn’t it just…]
The inner voice came to an abrupt halt, and the corners of Xi Yun’s mouth hooked up slightly.
An opening appeared on the empty tabletop, and a screen rose from it. What the screen displayed was none other than the island scenery Le Can had been longing for.
A patch of azure blue. On the sea surface, which resembled the purest sapphire, sat an irregular island quietly.
The outer layer of the island was a ring of white—a beautiful white sand beach!
The center of the island was covered in greenery. Of course, the most eye-catching thing was the large cluster of buildings in the middle!
As the plane descended, the image on the screen enlarged bit by bit. Le Can was instantly attracted by the Western-style castle occupying the highest position in the center of the architectural complex.
No, perhaps saying “shocked” was more appropriate!
He sucked in a cold breath, attempting to turn back to look at the owner of this “small” island.
The next second, the hand gently holding Le Can’s chin lifted, covering those lively, dashing eyes. The other hand, which had rested on his waist at some unknown point, suddenly tightened, encircling the whole person in his embrace.
Suddenly plunged into darkness, Le Can placed his hands on Xi Yun’s arm around his waist. Before he could exert force, the entire plane bumped violently.
A slight sense of weightlessness and suspension instantly assaulted all senses. The two hands that were about to pull the arm away firmly gripped the only “safety belt.”
With the changes in the environment inside and outside the cabin, Le Can felt a gradually increasing distending pain inside his ears. He couldn’t help opening his mouth to inhale, trying to alleviate the discomfort.
With eyes covered, his perception seemed to diminish as well. Le Can didn’t know how much time passed outside; he could only feel the bumping and vibration beneath him appearing and disappearing, then slowly vanishing…
The hand blocking his eyes finally moved away after some time.
Then, Le Can heard the cool voice exclusive to Xi Yun sounding in his ear: “Yao Yao, we’ve arrived.”
Le Can quickly raised his hand to swat away the hand that hadn’t completely moved away from his face, abruptly turned around, and swiftly tackled the person onto the sofa.
Immediately after, he raised both left and right hands, pinching both of Xi Yun’s cheeks.
“I’ve tolerated you for a long time!”
Xi Yun’s handsomeness was a typical combination of bone structure and skin, so his cheeks, lacking excess soft flesh, were actually hard to pinch.
But no problem—Le Can opened his mouth to reveal the sharp teeth hidden inside and bit the other’s chin. After biting the chin and leaving a white mark, he continued to move to the lips, nose…
His main strategy was to bite whatever he saw. Since Xi Yun had refused the makeup artist messing with his face anyway, it was clean—anything could be bitten!
While biting, Le Can complained vaguely, “It’s not like it’s the Young Master’s first time on a plane, nor am I some fragile goods that shatter on impact.”
“Damn… what are you doing?!”
The resentful tone carried a tremor the owner didn’t even notice. The person who used to shoulder everything alone had a panic he wouldn’t admit to himself.
Xi Yun raised his hand to cover Le Can’s thin back. He didn’t pull him away but patted him with gentle force.
The lightly trembling body in his arms gradually calmed down.
Except the person who was fierce of mien but faint of heart just now had buried his head into his shoulder. At this moment, he had forgotten about maintaining his makeup and hairstyle.
Like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.
Xi Yun sighed silently in his heart. The hand patting the back of Le Can’s head moved down slowly, covering the back of his neck and kneading it gently.
“Yao Yao, you forgot… the past you has never taken a plane.”
Le Can’s body instantly stiffened into a rigid block of wood.
“This, indeed, should be your first experience flying.”
Clearly, no emphasis was added to any word, and Xi Yun maintained a single tone from start to finish, but Le Can’s suspended heart still crashed to its death instantly.
[Doomed.]
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