Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Dai Zu was heartbroken, so a group of people went out drinking together, and they also brought along the calico cat, Fu Mingxuan.
Fu Mingxuan came with them to ensure their safety and also to get some wine. Well, although Yan Leyang and the others were originally on the run, they also made a lot of money during this period.
It was certain that Dai Zu and Luo Ma were technical talents. Lang Shiyi also had many ways to make money, such as working on the Star Internet and even taking private jobs to repair parts for others.
However, the one who earned the most among them was Yan Leyang, mainly from that frivolous novel. Normally, novels didn’t make much, but Yan Leyang had his own aura in prison and attracted a lot of attention.
In addition to those who admired Yan Leyang, there were also some fanatics who liked Yan Leyang’s sense of power, or rebelliousness, which made them feel that he was very handsome.
Luo Ma was forced to hold the straw of the alcoholic beverage in her mouth and watch Dai Zu cry and complain with wide eyes.
“He has hooked up with five people like me! Five! This old guy wants to do research and fall in love at the same time, how the hell does he manage his time?” Dai Zu hugged Lang Shiyi’s neck on his left and cried, while Yan Leyang on his right kept patting his back.
“Alright, alright.” Yan Leyang sighed, “After all, you can’t blame yourself for this, right? Who would have thought that this man would be so old and so dissolute?”
Luo Ma nodded in confusion.
This was a quiet bar with a resident singer on the stage.
Films and TV shows of this era had almost abandoned real actors, because the modeling technology of this era was very mature and there would be no uncanny valley effect.
Modeling that was infinitely close to reality was more convenient than real actors because modeling could perfectly restore the character settings.
The real-life actors in Interstellar were only used as gimmicks in certain films, and it was said that people were not interested in this anymore.
But songs were different. Music produced by fully intelligent integration of big data was soulless. Most people thought this kind of music was just ordinary and would soon be eliminated by the market.
Therefore, there were many beastmen in StarCraft who pursued the dream of becoming a singer.
For example, the man on the stage now, wearing a T-shirt and straight pants, all in black, with his ears and tail exposed. He was probably a half beast, and his tail was beating to the rhythm of his movements.
Then, as he sang, he winked at Lang Shiyi.
Yan Leyang thought he had seen it wrong, but it turned out that he hadn’t. The other party actually winked at Lang Shiyi, and even when he was singing a love song, his eyes were staring straight at Lang Shiyi.
“What’s wrong with this world?” Yan Leyang frowned, “Are gays the only ones left in this world?”
If you think about it carefully, whether it’s as a 0 or 1, Lang Shiyi’s looks and figure were genius, and Lang Shiyi’s aura was sky-high… huh? Wait.
Yan Leyang found that he had forgotten something. This was a long and cool novel about Long Aotian. So even if the protagonist Long Aotian was a gay, he would not be the one below.
At this moment, Yan Leyang fell into deep thought.
“Uh.” Fu Mingxuan, who had come over to drink, didn’t know what to say. Among their group, Luo Ma and himself were probably the only ones who were not gay. Oh, and he had heard that Luo Ma had been having sex with other women recently. Well so he was the only one left.
He personally thought that Yan Leyang and his group were a group of gays. So where did Yan Leyang get the nerve to complain about others?
The singer on the stage was still winking at Lang Shiyi, who was frowning: “Is there sand in his eyes?”
“You think so?” Yan Leyang was surprised. Lang Shiyi was stunned for a moment. “Or is there something wrong with his facial nerves?”
It was the interstellar age, but he still didn’t have money to treat his eyes? It seemed a bit pitiful: “Singing in a bar can’t make money? Is it because his singing is too bad? It shouldn’t be.” This singing was much better than Yan Leyang’s, wasn’t that enough?
Yan Leyang:……
He thought Lang Shiyi could at least understand the hints, but he overestimated Lang Shiyi, a guy who hadn’t found a partner even after thousands of chapters.
Just as Yan Leyang was drinking with a heavy heart, a gentlemanly-looking man walked towards them in a hurry. There was a smell of rain on the man, and it seemed that he came in from outside.
The man spotted Dai Zu immediately and took a few steps forward: “I finally found you!”
“Huh?” Everyone at the table looked at the man.
Only Dai Zu couldn’t hold back and broke down and refused: “What do you want me to do?!”
“Oh?” Everyone at the table looked at Dai Zu again. Luo Ma took a deep sip of her drink and felt relaxed all over.
Even Lang Shiyi sat up straighter.
“Listen to my explanation. Things are not what you think.” The man stepped forward suddenly. Lang Shiyi, who was originally sitting outside the booth next to Dai Zu, quickly moved his position and sat next to Yan Leyang, passing Dai Zu.
Yan Leyang took the opportunity to lie down beside Lang Shiyi and whisper in his ear: “The next thing should be I don’t want to listen, I don’t want to listen, I don’t want to listen.”
As expected, “I don’t want to listen, I don’t want to listen, I don’t want to listen!” Dai Zu slammed the table, shocking everyone at the table. Dai Zu glared at the man fiercely, “You came here to tell me all this on purpose the other day, didn’t you just want me to stay away from your great-grandfather?”
Now, not only Yan Leyang and his friends, but many people drinking around them also looked in this direction.
This amount of information was a bit too much.
“This man is not that old man, but his grandson?!” Yan Leyang was amazed, and Lang Shiyi corrected him: “He is the great-grandson.”
“Wow.” Fu Mingxuan opened his mouth wide, “Your life is so colorful.”
“A colorful life has nothing to do with me.” There was a gossipy gleam in Luo Ma’s eyes. She hadn’t had sex with a man for a long time and was in a semi-monastic state.
Yan Leyang watched the two of them start to say “Listen to me.” “Don’t say anything, I understand.” and continued to whisper: “If the person who messed with your father is your stepmother, then what is the person who messed with your great-grandfather called?”
“Great-grandmother.” Lang Shiyi was very smart and could draw inferences from one example on the spot.
Yan Leyang patted the guy’s head with satisfaction.
Seeing that Dai Zu was still interacting with that man, Yan Leyang and the others went from being excited to being indifferent. It was really because Dai Zu and the man had been in a tug-of-war for too long.
“This plot is a bit boring.” Luo Ma commented, “I say, can we go back now?”
“I’ll go with you!” Dai Zu turned around and said loudly.
“Are you sure?” Yan Leyang glanced at the man who was still holding Dai Zu’s wrist. He thought the two would continue arguing for a while, and it was more likely that Dai Zu would not go back today or would not go back for a long time.
But Dai Zu seemed unable to stand that man and truly didn’t want to see him.
What could they do? They could only take Dai Zu with them. They couldn’t drink wine if the man stayed here. Fortunately, there was a Fu Mingxuan, the personal guard of His Majesty. If they really wanted to leave, that man couldn’t stop them at all.
On the way back, Dai Zu cried, sometimes to Yan Leyang, sometimes to Lang Shiyi. He talked too much, so in the hovercraft, Lang Shiyi pretended to be drunk, closed his eyes and leaned to one side.
It was a good way to escape, but Yan Leyang looked down on Lang Shiyi’s behavior, because now Dai Zu started to find Yan Leyang alone to complain about.
Trash protagonist, what kind of love is this? He didn’t love him that much at all.
It was already evening when they got home. Lang Shiyi forced himself to get up, and when Dai Zu called out “Lang Shiyi”, he pretended not to hear him. He staggered back to his room and locked the door.
“This irresponsible man.” Luo Ma condemned in a low voice, and while condemning, she returned to the room and closed her own door.
Dai Zu looked at Yan Leyang, and Yan Leyang also looked at Dai Zu silently.
Fu Mingxuan sent them to their destination and then left, but Dai Zu’s eyes seemed to contain thousands of words.
“I…” Yan Leyang wanted to say that he was drunk, and he wanted to get up and go back to his room, but his clothes had been tightly grasped by Dai Zu.
The veins on Dai Zu’s hands were exposed, and it was obvious that he would not let him go so easily.
Yan Leyang didn’t say anything else. Dai Zu smiled bitterly and said, “Brother Yan, you are the best.”
Yan Leyang: …Can you loosen my clothes when you say this?
Yan Leyang, who was forced to be compassionate, was forced to listen to a complaint that lasted for three and a half hours, fifty-two minutes and six seconds.
In fact, Yan Leyang already knew exactly what had happened, and it took less than a minute to explain it.
It was the old man’s great-grandson who discovered that his grandfather was having an affair, and then the grandson (not in a derogatory sense) fell in love with Dai Zu at first sight, so he came over to expose his great-grandfather’s tricks and even tried to hook up with his former great-grandmother.
Dai Zu talked about the whole story for half an hour and spent the rest of the time asking “why” in various ways.
He didn’t want Yan Leyang to give him an answer, because when he was nagging, he didn’t even leave Yan Leyang any chance to interrupt.
Just after Dai Zu finished speaking, their doorbell suddenly rang.
It was the middle of the night, and luckily everyone in the StarCraft was a materialist.
Yan Leyang went to check the surveillance camera at the door: “That grandson has chased us. Oh, I forgot. His great-grandfather was also from your institute. It makes sense for him to live in this area.”
Dai Zu covered his ears and ran away: “Tell him that I am dead.”
Yan Leyang:……
He glanced at the door that Dai Zu had closed and began to wonder if he had done something wrong and why he had suddenly become unlucky.
The doorbell continued to ring, and Yan Leyang had no choice but to open the door and go out.
The man outside the door was soaked, apparently because of the rain just now. Didn’t he have a rainproof bracelet? It was already the interstellar, why did lovers still had to get wet in the rain?
Yan Leyang walked to the door, and the man looked a little depressed when he saw it was him.
“Dai Zu asked me to give you a message.” Yan Leyang felt that it was not appropriate to say Dai Zu’s original words, so he changed to a more tactful way.
“Have you heard a song?” Yan Leyang asked.
“What?” The man was a little confused.
Yan Leyang sighed: “For all the pain of love, for all the injuries I’ve suffered from love! I can no longer distinguish between love and hate. Is this it…”
“Wait a minute!” the man interrupted him quickly, “What do you mean?” He suspected that Yan Leyang wanted to kill him through sound waves.
“As the saying goes, love is not something you can buy if you want to. He likes your great-grandfather and won’t be able to accept you in a short period of time.” Yan Leyang sighed, “Aren’t you afraid that if you are with him now, he will treat you as a substitute for his great-grandfather?”
The man was stunned, then he sniffed and smiled bitterly: “I…”
“Don’t laugh. You don’t look like him when you laugh.” Yan Leyang interrupted him. “Look, can you accept him telling you this?”
Man:……
Yan Leyang earnestly advised him not to hang himself on a tree, especially since someone had just been hanged on the tree and the rope was not strong enough to ensure that the person did not die. This was a big blow to the tree and it probably would not be able to accept a second person seeking suicide in a short period of time.
In the end, the man was persuaded by Yan Leyang, and left reluctantly, looking back every few steps.
Just when Yan Leyang was about to go home, he found someone sitting not far away. He sat beside the flower bed and looked at Yan Leyang silently.
This scene was a bit scary. Yan Leyang carefully distinguished it for a while and asked in confusion: “Xing?”
Xing didn’t answer. His wrist, where his hand should have been, had turned red, and there was a small basket next to him.
After a long while, Xing’s two arms raised up, and then the two starfish’s arms began to… uh, clap, their wrists touching, and Xing raised a shy smile.
“It sounds good.” Xing was very supportive. His wrists were clapping with a small amplitude but a high frequency, sounding very lively.
He stood up, rolled up the small basket beside him with his wrist, walked to Yan Leyang, and stuffed the basket into Yan Leyang’s arms: “I wanted to give this to you just now, but you went out.”
“So I was waiting for you. You didn’t see me when you came back, so I wanted to wait until you came out before giving it to you.” After giving the small basket to Yan Leyang, Xing paused again: “It’s me.”
This was when he finally realized that Yan Leyang was calling his name.
Waiting until now?! Yan Leyang glanced at the things in the basket. They were ordinary little cakes, little chocolate cakes. “Thank you, thank you.”
“I’m leaving first.” Xing waved his wrist and said goodbye to Yan Leyang, who nodded.
Xing’s house was not too far from Yan Leyang’s house, but when Xing was halfway there, he suddenly remembered it.
Did Yan Leyang say thank you to him just now?
With a snap, Xing disappeared from the spot, and his clothes were scattered all over the floor.
After a few seconds, a red starfish crawled out from the clothes, grabbed his clothes and pants with one of his arms, and then crawled towards home using the tubular veins inside his arm.
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