Chapter 101: [Ancestor, please stop talking!] Even if I heard it…
Their lips were pressed together. Before the kiss could deepen, Le Can reached out and—”smack”—slapped the man’s smooth, full forehead.
If two minutes ago he mostly felt heartache for Xi Yun, now he only wanted to bite to death this man who loved doing things in silence.
“A great ability like mind-reading shouldn’t have been given to you!”
[That thing should be suited for me!]
The two voices entered Xi Yun’s ears one after the other in perfect synchronization. He cooperated with a muffled groan, then buried his head in the youth’s shoulder nook, the smile at the corner of his mouth never fading.
“Mhm, it should have been given to Yao Yao.”
After all, only Le Can could restrain the out-of-control ability, and its owner…
Le Can squeezed a nasal grunt out of his nose with a hint of satisfaction, taking it as an answer. Then, he used one hand to lightly pinch the back of Xi Yun’s neck twice.
It was a threat, and also a warning to a certain well-behaved man.
“So, the one who allows you to sleep peacefully… is me?” Le Can guessed boldly.
This thought wasn’t born out of Le Can’s self-confidence, but rather from logic. After all, all three methods he proposed had been rejected by Xi Yun, and the only variable present was him, a living person!
Having received the “warning,” Xi Yun was honest this time.
He didn’t keep him in suspense but raised his eyelids and replied softly yet seriously, “Mhm, it’s you.”
He even made a rare joke: “Yao Yao’s inner voice is a bit overbearing.”
“Once you enter the range of my mind-reading, I can only hear your voice in my mind…”
Therefore, Xi Yun used the word “overbearing” to describe it.
It was like an unreasonable predator that had long ago marked him as its territory; it would expel all intruders from its land and suppress even the internal voices of the territory without mercy.
Furthermore, such an existence stood at the top of the food chain, and no one dared to criticize it.
Le Can didn’t feel honored at all.
His eyes were wooden as he reached out to pinch the cheek of the human cushion. “Oh, in other words, you can hear whatever I’m thinking right now.”
“The ‘not missing a single word’ (emphasis) kind?”
Xi Yun’s face was a perfect combination of skin and bone; the skin covered the bone, and there was no extra fat on his face. In short, it wasn’t easy to pinch. But if one really wanted to pinch, the pain would be doubled.
Xi Yun was silent for a moment, then nodded.
Le Can froze for two seconds, let go of his hand, and suddenly buried his face in his palms.
Since Xi Yun could know the unspoken words about Jian Yu’s identity, then he must also know his later bold and wanton thoughts about wanting to kiss him, his memories of a certain night on the cruise ship, and his evaluations of the different textures of a certain person’s biceps, pectorals, and abdominal muscle groups…
As if verifying his thoughts, a hand landed on Le Can’s head and patted it twice. “Mhm, I know it all.”
[Aaaaah, I’ve lost all face!]
Le Can made a “cracking” sound and completely “shrank into a mouse.”
After evading for a while, the youth’s muffled voice sounded again in the room. “Then, if you’re forced to listen to my inner voice all the time, will your head hurt?”
Xi Yun lowered his eyes, soft ripples rising in the depths of his gaze.
He stretched out his arms and pulled the youth, who was half-fallen on the bed, back into his embrace, as if he were holding the whole world.
“It doesn’t hurt,” Xi Yun’s tone was relaxed. “It’s very quiet and reassuring.”
Then, he gave a light laugh. “Yao Yao knows that you aren’t thinking about things every single second.”
Perhaps it was related to the youth’s past experiences. When facing strange people and environments, Le Can would instead become very calm and indifferent, with almost no psychological activity.
On the contrary, in front of people he knew and trusted, the relaxation of his emotions would turn him into a chatterbox. He would drone on and on, and his choice of words was very bold and direct.
Through long-term interaction, these details had been perceived by Xi Yun.
He was equally happy and honored that Le Can was so unrestrained and vivid in front of him. And he was even more grateful that after the mind-reading was discovered, what he waited for wasn’t fear and suspicion.
Le Can was always that Le Can.
Free and easy, just as he had always been.
“Oh, that’s good then.”
Le Can tried to use a cold voice to maintain his surface composure.
“Regarding Jian Yu’s identity, although you’ve already ‘heard’ it, I still feel it’s necessary to tell you personally.”
Of course, he didn’t deny that he wanted to use other matters to soothe his inner embarrassment.
[Even if you heard it, pretend you didn’t, got it?!]
While Xi Yun pressed his lips together to flatten the corners that were trying to curl up, he tried his best to ignore the small movements of a certain person’s toes working away by his calf.
His Adam’s apple rolled as he said hoarsely, “Okay, you tell me.”
Le Can quickly glanced at the man with a smile in his eyes and slowly relaxed his tensed spine. He lay on the other’s chest, his cheek lightly kissing the spot closest to the heart.
“I went to the psychiatric hospital yesterday to visit Jian Minglang. Of course, it was just a simple visit. I didn’t have much hope at first that I could get any information from him.”
[After all, that unlucky kid doesn’t have any memories.]
Feeling the kiss as light as a dragonfly skimming the water, Xi Yun couldn’t help but clench his teeth.
Only after Le Can finished his sentence did he slowly relax his tensed jaw, suppressing the love and desire surging in his chest, and gave an “Mhm” in response.
Le Can didn’t raise any objections to the arm tightened around his waist either. Instead, he asked curiously, “Who exactly proposed sending him to a mental hospital? It’s really…”
[It’s truly absurd.]
Yet, in such an outrageous place, who knew he would actually stumble upon Jian Yu’s real weakness. One could only say it was timing, luck, and fate.
Thinking of this, Le Can, who couldn’t help but shake his head in lament, tilted his face up and looked curiously at Xi Yun, who seemed to be gilded with gold under the warm light.
“I once thought ‘Heaven’s Mandate’ was a joke, but now I truly believe you might be the Heavens’ own son.”
[Otherwise, you could even find clues in such an outrageous psychiatric hospital!]
Xi Yun looked at the youth’s solemn gaze and helplessly kissed his thin eyelids.
“The one who stumbled upon this matter was you, and the one who discovered it was also you. If Heaven really favors someone, why would it be me and not you?”
Le Can thought for a second and then realized.
He gave Xi Yun a praiseful look, his face glowing with spirit. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you and the person who came up with the idea an extra chicken leg.”
However, although Le Can felt he was indeed favored by Heaven, this matter was truly too coincidental. This luck probably didn’t belong to him alone.
“Jian Minglang himself has no clues, but he accidentally led me to find the clue itself.”
Jian Minglang, this guy who was both unlucky and lucky. Presumably, there was a share of his luck in there too.
“Yuan Yuyan—you should have learned of her identity from Yuan Cheng?”
Looking at the amber eyes that grew brighter under the warm lamp, Xi Yun nodded.
His memory was excellent; he naturally remembered the depression patient whose ward he had just asked Liang Yusheng to upgrade and whose doctor he had replaced—Yuan Cheng’s older sister from the same orphanage.
Le Can continued: “In Yuan Yuyan’s account, Jian Yu bribed someone in the orphanage to replace the identity of his companion, A-Yu, and was chosen by the Jian family for adoption.”
“At the same time, the real A-Yu lost his life in a heart transplant surgery.”
Speaking of this, Le Can couldn’t suppress the guess in his heart. Was there really no filth or foul play involved in the failure of A-Yu’s surgery?
Yuan Yuyan only begged Le Can to return A-Yu’s identity to him, so the deceased could rest in peace. If Le Can were ignorant, it would be fine, but since the cause of death was suspicious and they had the spare capacity, then…
Xi Yun understood Le Can’s meaning.
He raised his hand and patted the youth’s stiff back. “Then we’ll dig it all out together.”
To prevent Le Can from carrying too much psychological burden, Xi Yun said calmly:
“The fact that Jian Yu isn’t a biological child of the Jian family can be investigated through the family of the estate lawyer abroad, though it will take some time. But once it’s confirmed that he once conspired against someone else’s life, then the matter can be resolved extremely quickly.”
“As the mastermind or an accomplice, Bai Xiaotong can be sent in along with him, which will save a lot of trouble for me and Wei Yuanjing.”
Xi Yun concluded, “It should be investigated.”
So Yao Yao, there is no “can” or “cannot.”
Le Can immediately smoothed his brows. “Right, if it’s true, we can also get rid of these eyesores sooner!”
Xi Yun might not know, but when Le Can saw Jian Yu and Bai Xiaotong together on the hospital TV, his expression and heart were both incredibly hard to maintain.
One hypocritical and sinister, one greedy and brainless.
They were simply more “itchy-hand-inducing” than the two scumbags he met in his previous life.
Thinking of itchy hands, Le Can couldn’t help but clench his fist. He could only say that being a person who had to maintain decorum was truly hard…
[I often want to discard my quality and return to my former self with lower moral standards.]
A smile flashed through Xi Yun’s eyes. He reached out to envelop Le Can’s fist, slowly softening it before interlacing their fingers with the unfolded hand.
“If you want to move faster, there’s a charity auction in five days. Let’s go.”
Le Can’s eyes instantly widened. “You mean, Jian Yu and Bai Xiaotong will both attend this charity auction?”
“Fast? We’re going there… to use your mind-reading to investigate?”
After saying that, Le Can couldn’t help but refute his own words. “But if I’m by your side, can’t you not hear other people’s inner voices?”
Mind-reading was indeed a good method.
Even for someone with a deep scheme like Jian Yu, in the face of an ability that was practically cheating, all his secrets would be laid bare!
It’s just, hadn’t Xi Yun just said his inner voice was overbearing? If he listened to his, he wouldn’t be able to hear what others were thinking?
Xi Yun squeezed the slender, bamboo-like finger joints in his palm, his tone neither fast nor slow. “We have five days. Will Yao Yao accompany me to try?”
With five days before the charity auction, and with Le Can, this “shield,” by his side, Xi Yun would not fear the impact of a large number of inner voices.
Without any worries, what was the harm in trying to listen to two or three voices at the same time?
If it succeeded, it would naturally be a win-win. Even if it failed, Xi Yun, holding the hand of Le Can who had “awakened” from his coma, could also force some people to lose their composure.
When things were chaotic, it would be easier to fish in troubled waters.
Le Can’s heart stirred; he had also thought of the same points.
Besides that… his gaze also swept across Xi Yun’s strange silver-grey eyes. After practice, the problem of Xi Yun being unable to control his upgraded ability might also be solved.
After all, Le Can couldn’t be with Xi Yun every second of the day.
If the other party remained unable to control himself and had to rely on him, then this going-wherever-he-goes, only being able to move within a ten-meter radius of each other…
[How is it any different from being on a dog’s chain?!]
At the thought of a certain image with a strong sense of déjà vu, Le Can’s face instantly turned red.
He suddenly raised his voice, “Practice, practice, practice!”
It wouldn’t do not to practice. It was better to let Xi Yun learn to control his ability as soon as possible…
Hearing Le Can’s inner voice, Xi Yun narrowed his eyes.
He slowly lowered his body, his warm breath spraying on the youth’s rosy face. “Why wouldn’t it do?”
Le Can didn’t react for a moment. “Which one?”
“The chain…”
Before the other could say the second word, Le Can covered the thin lips that were trying to speak wild words with lightning speed.
[Ancestor, please I beg you, stop talking!]
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