Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Just after Lang Shiyi kicked Hutch out, Zhao Lirong, who was following Hutch, rushed over and got into a fight with Lang Shiyi.
Theoretically speaking, Zhao Lirong should not be able to defeat Lang Shiyi, but Lang Shiyi did not kill him, and the two seemed to be interacting with each other.
“Zhao Lirong! Stop!” Hutch got up from the ground and shouted coldly.
He had to say that Hutch could look quite serious when he pretended to be serious.
But Yan Leyang didn’t understand why Zhao Lirong’s first reaction was not to help Hutch up, but to fight with Lang Shiyi?
After Hutch got up, he patted the dust off his body and coughed twice: “I was rude. Xiao Yan, let’s go to your house first.” It felt like the protagonist didn’t like the way he looked…
After entering the house, Hutch asked Yan Leyang to stay alone with him for a while, and of course Yan Leyang agreed.
However, when the two people entered the room and closed the door, they found that there was an extra person in the room.
Lang Shiyi sat on the bed expressionlessly, staring at Hutch with burning eyes.
Hutch and Lang Shiyi looked at each other awkwardly: “Can you go out for a while?”
Hutch was the leader of the second galaxy of the wolf clan. Addressing Lang Shiyi with honorifics was already a way of giving him face. However, Lang Shiyi refused to do this and remained motionless.
“He should know everything.” Yan Leyang reminded, “There is no need to avoid him.”
Hutch opened his eyes wide. The mask on his face had been taken off at this moment. When he opened his eyes again, he looked particularly naive: “He knows everything?!”
“Yes.” Yan Leyang nodded, and as he spoke, he turned on the soundproofing function of the room.
Then Yan Leyang asked: “Is that Zhao Lirong reliable? Is he familiar with the original person?”
“He’s not familiar, by the way, brother.” Hutch was also sitting on the bed, but very far away from Yan Leyang: “I’m starting to gain the memory of the original owner.” Hutch pointed to his head, “Brother, what about you?”
“I don’t seem to have transmigrated in the body of the original owner.” Yan Leyang was stunned for a moment. He had no memory of the original owner. If he hadn’t come out now and had access to the Internet, he wouldn’t even know what the cat clan’s crown prince looked like.
“I may have transmigrated.” Hutch scratched his head, “The birthmark on my waist is gone. Fortunately, I don’t have any relatives with this identity, but… the original owner has always been a Husky.”
“That Zhao Lirong seemed to be a subordinate of the original owner’s father, and he didn’t agree with the original owner’s philosophy. He was always out on missions, but he and I have a pretty good relationship.” Hutch chuckled twice as he said this, “Maybe it’s my charisma?”
Yan Leyang felt something was wrong.
“He has a good relationship with you? When did it start?” Yan Leyang didn’t think Hutch had any charisma. This guy was babbling and thinking so fast that most people couldn’t keep up with his logic.
The wolf tribe liked such a leader?
Not necessarily.
“In the first few days when I came here, I pretended to be really tired.” Hutch scratched his head, “I found a place to decompress, and then he came over, and the relationship between him and me was fine the next day.”
Decompress? Yan Leyang was stunned for a moment.
Hutch was very noisy, but he was also very artistic.
Hutch’s mother was a native Russian husky, so Hutch was a mixed breed, and his artistic abilities were also really developed. Hutch could draw, dance ballet, skate, and sing.
He was a husky with very high artistic attainments.
“How did you relieve your stress!” Yan Leyang noticed something was wrong.
Yan Leyang had seen Hutch’s way of relieving stress. Hutch wouldn’t tear down his home when he was stressed, he would only tear it down when he was happy.
At that time, Hutch was bullied in school. He and Yan Leyang were in the same junior high school. Yan Leyang was passing by the piano room of their school and heard a male voice inside.
It happened to be afternoon, how could he describe that scene. It was the kind written in novels, where the sun shone through the glass on the young man’s body, and the young man was clean and delicate.
Yan Leyang forgot what song Hutch was singing at that time, but he remembered how well he acted.
At that time, Yan Leyang was deceived by Hutch’s melancholic sense of suffering from vicissitudes of life, thinking that this guy was a lonely soul and a “bard”, and then the two became friends.
“Just singing.” Hutch said matter-of-factly, “I was singing a Russian song that Zhao Lirong couldn’t understand. I fooled him and said it was a language that only me and a few friends could understand, and he believed it.”
Yan Leyang’s expression became even more uncomfortable: “What song?”
“It’s “Cradle of Silence.” Brother Yan, didn’t we watch that movie together?” Hutch happily pushed Yan Leyang with his hand.
“If he doesn’t understand, did you translate the lyrics for him?” Yan Leyang raised his voice.
Hutch nodded matter-of-factly, but before he could even utter a word, his dog’s head was slapped hard by Yan Leyang, and he let out a yelp, holding his head and rolling over on the bed.
The thud was so loud that Lang Shiyi silently moved farther away from Yan Leyang.
“Why did you hit me?” Hutch asked Yan Leyang.
“Why did I hit you?!” Yan Leyang grabbed the back of Hutch’s neck. “Aren’t you too fu**ing trusting? You’re being favored. Don’t you understand?”
He thought why Zhao Lirong would do something like that out of shame at that time. It was a bullshit mission, it was clearly fu**ing love.
“No!” Hutch held his head and screamed, “No way!”
After holding his head for a while, Hutch realized that this was fu**ing wrong: “Even if he likes me, why the hell are you beating me?! Does it have any effect!”
“To be honest, no.” Yan Leyang stopped, “I just can’t see you getting out of singlehood faster than me.”
“Trash,” Hutch yelled angrily, “bad guy!”
After scolding like this, Hutch relaxed a little after being beaten several times by Yan Leyang. Maybe because he finally saw someone he knew well. So, after holding it in for a while, Hutch cried out.
“Uuuuuuuuah, I’m really tired of pretending to be indifferent. Not long ago, that little cat sent me an invitation. After he said he would ascend the throne, I didn’t dare to go. I was afraid that he would talk to me. And my experience is not enough, so I was afraid of being exposed!” Hutch cried.
He cried and turned into his animal shape, a husky. He put his front paws on Yan Leyang’s body and howled wildly.
Lang Shiyi watched expressionlessly as one of the two men cried and the other consoled him. After the consolation was over, Hutch transformed back into his human form without any shame, coughed twice and put on his clothes.
Yan Leyang was not interested in Hutch’s nudity. They had been friends for such a long time and no one knew how many times they had been in bathhouses together.
But Lang Shiyi didn’t think so. He only felt that it was a bit… redundant. It was a bit redundant for him to sit here by himself.
A little unhappy. It felt like Yan Leyang’s attention was not on him at all after Hutch came over. Why?
Intellectually, he understood that Hutch and Yan Leyang were from the same world. They had just met and it was normal for them to talk more when they reunited after a long separation.
“Brother Yan, what’s the relationship between this protagonist and you? Boyfriends?” Hutch cried for a while and then returned to his natural state, “You can’t be single later than me.”
Hutch sniffed: “Didn’t I remember you saying that the description of the protagonist in the original text perfectly hit your aesthetic?”
And the way Lang Shiyi looked at him was really scary.
“Uh.” Yan Leyang was embarrassed, “Don’t say that.” He smiled at Yan Leyang, and then pulled Hutch, “Although Lang Shiyi can’t find a wife, it doesn’t mean that he likes men.”
You must know that the original setting of Lang Shiyi was like Long Aotian, and the target audience was male. No matter what the sexual orientation was, there would be no problem.
Regarding this, Lang Shiyi did not respond. He actually felt that Yan Leyang was right, he didn’t like men, but of course, he didn’t like women either. He didn’t even know what “like” felt like.
Due to his special personality, Yan Leyang was the first real friend he made.
Seeing Lang Shiyi deep in thought, Hutch touched his chin: “Maybe he doesn’t like it.”
“You haven’t figured out any of your relationship problems, can you stop pretending to be a relationship guru?” Yan Leyang slapped Hutch hard on the back of the head again.
Hutch was quite happy to be beaten. He happily took out his optical brain and exchanged contact information with Yan Leyang: “Brother Yan, have you been competing these past few days? I’ll go support you later.”
“No problem.”
Hutch couldn’t stay here for long, he had to find the horned eagle prince, and it had to be said that Hutch could come here simply because the horned eagle was not very smart.
The horned eagle prince’s mind couldn’t think of anything too complicated.
After Hutch left with Zhao Lirong, Luo Ma came over immediately: “Yan! Brother Yan! Are you and that leader in a relationship?!”
It stood to reason that Zhao Lirong was also pretty good-looking, but Luo Ma couldn’t forget that exquisite face.
“It’s not a relationship, but he also likes men.” Yan Leyang ruthlessly broke through Luo Ma’s thoughts.
Luo Ma shut herself up and went back to her room.
Dai Zu was still at work, so now only Yan Leyang and Lang Shiyi were left in the living room.
“What song?” Lang Shiyi asked suddenly, “What song did he sing? I want to hear it.”
“Then I’ll send a message to him to record for you?” Yan Leyang pointed to his optical brain.
“Can you do it?” Lang Shiyi held it in for a long time and finally said his purpose, “I don’t want to hear him sing.”
Yan Leyang opened his eyes wide and suddenly slapped his thigh: “I understand what you mean! I’ll do it.”
He cleared his throat and said without any shyness: “Of course I can, just listen.”
Lang Shiyi wanted to smile, but his smile got stuck halfway.
He suddenly discovered that Yan Leyang was not only bad at acting, but also his singing was a disaster. As soon as that sound came out, Lang Shiyi’s eardrums almost disappeared!
Ah! How did Yan Leyang, such a delicate person, grow up to have such a rough and arrogant voice?
With a bang, Luo Ma jumped out: “I was trying to sleep just now, and I heard a faint scream. Is an enemy coming? Are any of you injured?”
The author has something to say:
“Cradle-like Silence” is a song in the Russian film “He is the Dragon” “Колыбельнаятишины”
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