Chapter 33: Perspective Lost Control, Disappeared? Is Xi Yun Regretting…
On the car ride back, watching the scenery constantly retreating outside the window, Le Can sat beside Xi Yun, who had removed the white silk and was resting with his eyes closed. Le Can was still in a daze.
Before long, familiar yet strange images appeared on the roadside.
Familiar because they had appeared in Le Can’s memory; strange because they only existed in Le Can’s memory.
—This was the past belonging to the other “Le Can.”
Both sides of the road were lined with shops one after another. Most of these shops sold food, interspersed with one or two bookstores, flower shops, barbershops, etc.
Some shops existed in the memory he received, and some were unfamiliar. Probably newly opened, he thought.
From the beautiful memories of holding hands being picked up and dropped off when his parents were alive, to the loneliness and helplessness after his uncle’s family arrived, this road practically ran through the first half of the little soft bun’s life.
The road and the people had changed too much over the years; many things were already unrecognizable…
In the reflection of the rearview mirror, Le Can, with a dazed expression, slowly raised his eyes and looked at the intersection ahead of the road.
If he remembered correctly, turning left and walking another four hundred meters would lead to the Le family villa he had returned to not long ago.
Last time when Uncle Zhao drove him back, they didn’t pass this road because the direction was different.
And if Le Can remembered correctly, even if they detoured here from Lu Fuming’s place to return to Xi Yun’s villa, this road wasn’t the closest route.
Then this time…
Le Can jerked his gaze upward and, unsurprisingly, caught a pair of half-opened silver-grey eyes in the darkness.
Looking through the rearview mirror, the light in the back seat was dim. The man wearing a pure black dark-patterned Zhongshan suit had his head slightly lowered, one hand lazily propping up his chin.
Most of his body was hidden in the darkness. His overly long body stretched out languidly; the small mirror simply couldn’t contain the full view.
Clearly the most relaxed posture, but the first image that popped into Le Can’s mind was a snow leopard lying on the bare rocks of a high mountain after eating and drinking its fill.
Occupying the highest point, then glancing casually at the fresh food grazing in its territory, thinking about whether to bite the neck and enjoy it directly next time, or drag it back to the den with one breath left…
Le Can’s nerves couldn’t help but tighten.
Choosing this road specifically—what reaction did Xi Yun want to see from him?
Xi Yun took all of Le Can’s reactions into his eyes. Caught in the act of observing by the observed, he remained calm, not changing his sitting posture even a bit.
In the darkness, the strange double pupils trembled slightly, creating ripples known only to their owner.
“Is there anything you want to buy?”
In Xi Yun’s line of sight, the clear, smooth surface of the mirror reflected everything about the youth plainly.
Whether it was the small expression of frowning in confusion between his brows, the peach blossom eyes squinting slightly with suspicion, or the light blue oversized shirt full of youthful aura under the slender neck…
The clothes that would usually be erased by the out-of-control ability were now properly worn on the youth’s body. Large patches of blinding whiteness could only be glimpsed at the neck, ankles, and wrists.
The loss of control over the X-ray vision—has it disappeared?
After hearing clearly what Xi Yun said, Le Can simply had a head full of question marks.
Is the male lead sure he’s asking if I want to buy something… and not if I have anything to turn myself in for?
However, the person who harbored nostalgia for things on this street was the inexplicably disappeared little soft bun, not him, the outsider who transmigrated into the book.
Le Can’s brain clattered to a halt.
Fortunately, after his gaze quickly swept over the storefronts, he locked onto a shop, and his sluggish thoughts spun rapidly again.
“Then… let’s have a portion of Stinky Tofu!”
Before the words fell, the sound of coughing from choking on saliva rang out. The smoothly driving car underneath them also jerked to a stop and started again, causing a strong bump.
Their balanced bodies swayed uncontrollably. In the confined space of the back seat, two bodies separated by a certain distance bumped shoulders slightly.
In the narrow space, following the slow exchange of unfamiliar yet familiar breaths flowing towards each other, two completely different body temperatures overlapped again.
Fortunately, the bump lasted only a short time. Such a transgression was quickly corrected, and everything returned to how it was before.
At least, on the surface.
Le Can looked gloomily at the driver’s seat and the passenger seat in the front. “What? You two are so excited hearing about Stinky Tofu, do you want to add a portion too?”
“No no no no!”
Yuan Cheng and Xie Jun—one shook his head like a rattle drum, the other waved his hand until it left afterimages.
“Is that so?”
Le Can sighed lightly, his words full of regret. “Then I can only enjoy the delicacy alone…”
Hearing clearly what Le Can wanted to buy, Xi Yun’s unperturbed eyes opened completely.
Veins on his forehead pulsed thump thump thump. He closed his eyes, but couldn’t help wanting to turn his head to see the expression of the youth beside him with his own eyes.
The moment his gaze shifted, a section of soft, tough, lean, and smooth waist suddenly intruded into his vision!
The smooth and graceful waistline tightened as it approached the waist; at the narrowest point, probably just one of Xi Yun’s arms could encircle it.
Above the soft white waist and abdomen lay a thin layer of abdominal muscles. The undulation wasn’t obvious; it didn’t look like it was sculpted from special exercise, but rather thinned out from frequent labor.
Even because the waist and abdomen were too thin, the depression on the median line of the abdomen at the level of the iliac crest was very shallow…
The moment he realized something was wrong, Xi Yun quickly and neatly withdrew his gaze.
However, his brain, usually adept at integrating and analyzing external information, worked too fast subconsciously, feeding back all the information from his sight truthfully—without missing a single bit—to its owner.
Xi Yun pressed his back against the seat behind him, the back of his head hitting the headrest heavily. He looked distracted, chin slightly raised, deep furrows frowning between his brows.
Le Can was startled by the sudden movement of the person beside him. He turned to look.
Xi Yun was rubbing his throbbing glabella with one hand, while the other hand single-handedly unbuttoned the top two buttons of his collar. Seemingly the same sitting posture as before, it subtly revealed a difference.
Did it seem to carry emotions of headache, restlessness, and regret?
Is Xi Yun regretting speaking up?
Le Can couldn’t help but connect it to the Stinky Tofu in his previous sentence. The more he thought along this line, the more certain he became.
Unexpectedly, this delicacy with massive destructive power, Stinky Tofu, could make even the ‘No CP’ male lead hold his nose and regret for three seconds.
Le Can pinched his chin with one hand, narrowing his peach blossom eyes as if discovering a little secret, bad ideas bubbling up in his stomach gurgle gurgle.
“Is Stinky Tofu not okay…”
The deliberately lowered voice carried hesitation, the beautiful peach blossom eyes containing watery light.
Even knowing the extraordinary things this person had done before, Yuan Cheng and Xie Jun subconsciously felt compassion.
Why not?!
Two gazes of urging condemnation turned towards Xi Yun in unison.
Stinky Tofu!
Stinky… Uh, seems it really isn’t okay.
Thinking of Stinky Tofu’s earth-shattering, soul-eroding smell, and then thinking of Xi Yun’s extremely low tolerance for strange odors… Cough.
Yuan Cheng and Xie Jun, whose heads were heating up, one looked at the sky outside the windshield, the other looked at the floor beneath their feet, refusing to look at the two in the back seat.
Watching the two “wall grass” (fickle people) quickly defect, Le Can instantly restrained the pitiful expression on his face. His lively eyeballs rolled silently in their sockets, pondering how to “persuade” Xi Yun next.
If at first he just picked a tricky item to give Xi Yun a reason to refuse outright, now Le Can genuinely felt Stinky Tofu was a good choice.
Not just for Xi Yun, but more importantly for…
“Yuan Cheng, stop by the road.”
Before Le Can could come up with a new charter to “convince people with reason,” Xi Yun, whom everyone thought would object, suddenly issued an order.
Clearly, the person addressed was Yuan Cheng, but he was answering Le Can’s question.
Yuan Cheng and Xie Jun instantly met each other’s eyes, then knowingly curled their lips.
But soon, the upturned corners of their mouths were forcibly flattened. Their owners hid their “Auntie Smiles” of “shipping it for real” like guilty thieves.
Taking everything in, the corner of Le Can’s eye twitched twice: “…”
【You two! Do you know how clumsy your acting is?!】
This kind of acting… forget about long dramas, even in low-budget short dramas, they’d be sprayed (criticized) into autistic retirement!
The sudden inner voice intruded into the mind. Xi Yun, who had closed his eyes and remained silent after one sentence, trembled his eyelids, and finally opened them slowly.
Running straight into two “Crooked Mouth War Gods” whose mouth corners were harder to suppress than an AK-47, the person whose mind was chaotic a second ago suddenly relaxed his tense nerves and didn’t close his eyes again.
Regarding this, Yuan Cheng and Xie Jun knew nothing; they even felt their performance and emotional control were seamless. Hehe.jpg
But after this, Xi Yun’s gaze landed ahead and stayed there, never shifting a bit to the side again…
In the mirror in front, the youth beside him was neatly dressed, as if that secret image imprinted in his mind was just an illusion.
But Xi Yun knew clearly that if his eyes looked directly at the other party, the loss of control over the X-ray vision would happen again.
The only exception was borrowing external objects, like mirrors, seeing only the essentially illusory image…
The car gradually stopped by the side of the road.
Le Can looked at Xi Yun one last time with exploration in his eyes, “Then… I’m going?”
【Really going, ao.】
Xi Yun didn’t turn his head, only giving a short “En.” The tone was low, like electric current zipping past the auricle, then drilling into the ear.
Such a good voice was used to the extreme unconsciously by its owner. Le Can had an impulse to touch his ear, but quickly suppressed it.
He nodded and walked straight towards the small shop selling Stinky Tofu…
Not long after, the youth walked steadily back to the black car parked by the roadside, holding things in both his left and right hands.
Le Can didn’t enter the car immediately. Instead, he stopped in front of the car door, struggling to mobilize two fingers that could still move, preparing to knock on the passenger window covered with privacy film.
Before his fingers could land, the window, which only showed black from the outside, lowered rapidly, revealing Xie Jun’s face, which was trying hard to suppress irritability with unclear results, yet also carried curiosity.
Le Can craned his neck to look further inside at the driver’s seat. Sure enough, Yuan Cheng, who had everything written on his face, was also full of indignation and resentment.
“Weren’t you buying Stinky Tofu? What’s that jar you’re holding?”
“Sister Jun, did something happen after I left?”
Two different questions were asked simultaneously, intertwining as if stereophonic sound rang in their ears.
The two speakers looked at each other and burst out laughing.
Xie Jun quickly waved to the person outside the car: “Get in first, we’ll talk about things slowly.”
It happened suddenly; one had to be calm like Xi Yun, suppress the temper, and smooth it out slowly…
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