The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

Shen Qinghuai outside the door remained calm, as if what was about to happen was nothing special to him, or perhaps just a transaction.

Lu Sui was the one who suffered a loss, but he was able to take Zhao Wenxiu away; he was the one who profited.

beep.

His phone rang, and after reading it, he went to open Lu Sui's door.

The door wasn't locked, so we got in easily.

Lu Sui, dressed in a red long-sleeved pajama set, was nestled on the cushioned sofa, still typing, when Shen Qinghuai's phone beeped twice more.

Lu Sui: Come in and blow-dry my hair.

Lu Sui: Come in and blow-dry my hair.

"Hmm." Shen Qinghuai placed his phone on the table, and Lu Sui handed him a towel, naturally picking up Shen Qinghuai's phone.

"The school beauty sent you a message," Lu Sui said.

Shen Qinghuai said calmly, "It's not easy to wipe like this."

"I want to change your contact name. What's your phone password?"

"No password."

Lu Sui opened Shen Qinghuai's phone, changed her name to "boyfriend," set him as a special contact, saved his phone number, and also saved the phone number with the nickname "boyfriend." Finally, she opened the settings.

"What's your birthday?" Lu Sui asked, already counting the numbers.

June 17th.

After he finished making the changes, he adjusted his posture, faced Shen Qinghuai, tossed his phone onto the bedside table, stepped his wet feet onto the back of Shen Qinghuai's feet, and grabbed the fabric around his waist with both hands. "Boyfriend, help me dry my hair."

Shen Qinghuai felt the warmth of Lu Sui's feet, wrapped his hair around his head, and took out a few tissues to wipe his feet.

"sock."

Lu Sui stepped on the carpet and pointed to the wardrobe. Shen Qinghuai opened the drawer, took out a pair of white socks for Lu Sui to put on, washed his hands, and then came back with a hairdryer. After drying Lu Sui's hair, he helped him blow-dry it.

Lu Sui said, "You didn't apply hair oil to my hair."

"Where?"

Lu Sui turned to look at the table with the mirror on it, which had many bottles and jars. Shen Qinghuai patiently picked them up one by one to examine them. After finding the hair oil, he asked Lu Sui how to use it.

Squeeze some onto your hands, rub it a couple of times, and then apply it to the ends of your hair.

Shen Qinghuai did as instructed.

He washed his hands after applying the ointment.

Lu Sui's voice came from behind, "You apply hair oil when your hair is half dry, then blow-dry it. Don't forget next time."

Lu Sui sat on the bed, unwrapped the candy Shen Qinghuai had bought, pinched one and put it in his mouth. The rich lychee flavor burst forth. He frowned at first, then pushed the candy aside, reached out and turned off the main light. The dim light pulled at the ambiguous emotions.

When Shen Qinghuai walked over, he looked up, waiting for a kiss, like a lazy tabby cat that wanted to snuggle up. But after two seconds, he knew that Shen Qinghuai would not take the initiative.

Lu Sui knew when to stop. He kissed Shen Qinghuai's lips, and a faint blush appeared behind his ear. The color was so subtle that it was almost imperceptible in the dim light.

Lu Sui was a complete novice when it came to kissing. He was in a good mood after eating a piece of candy, but Shen Qinghuai's indifferent, coerced look made him immediately turn cold. "Would it kill you to move your lips a couple of times?"

Shen Qinghuai took a deep breath, suppressing his emotions, and kissed Lu Sui's lips while holding the back of his neck. The taste of lychee filled Shen Qinghuai's mouth. Lu Sui first stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyelashes trembling as he turned his head to breathe heavily, and said in a hoarse voice, "How many of the videos I sent you have you watched?"

"I didn't see it."

Why don't you watch it?

"No time." Shen Qinghuai replied quickly, his eyes still clear, unlike Lu Sui who was tainted by emotion.

"You're lying, you don't want to see it," Lu Sui said, lowering his eyes.

He grabbed the phone, patted the bed beside him, and told Shen Qinghuai to get on. He then straddled Shen Qinghuai's lap, letting him hold the phone and look at it himself. He buried his face in the crook of Shen Qinghuai's neck, pressing his body against Shen Qinghuai's chest as if boneless, feeling the strong beating of his heart.

Ten minutes later.

"Did you learn it?"

"……Um."

Lu Sui tossed his phone onto the sofa. The candy in his mouth was gone, but his voice still tasted like lychee. He lowered his eyes and kissed Shen Qinghuai. Shen Qinghuai was smart and quick to learn, not as naive as before. He opened his mouth and sucked on Lu Sui's lips instinctively.

Lu Sui snorted, his thin shoulders trembling slightly, and bit down hard on Shen Qinghuai's collarbone. He didn't hold back, and a tooth mark quickly appeared there, accumulating blood. The mark wouldn't disappear for a week. Apart from their somewhat disordered breathing, there was no other sound.

not like this.

He said coldly, "Get out!"

Shen Qinghuai's forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat. He didn't understand why Lu Sui's expression had suddenly changed. He pulled Lu Sui aside, straightened his bathrobe, ignored his uncomfortable feeling, and got out of bed. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is my grandmother?"

"roll."

Shen Qinghuai frowned, suppressing his impatience, "What exactly do I need to do for you to let her go?"

Lu Sui sneered and threw the pillow at him. Without answering, she simply said, "You sleep in the guest room. We'll continue tomorrow night."

Shen Qinghuai picked up the pillow, removed the pillowcase, and placed the pillowcase on the sofa. "My change of clothes—"

"Go find it in the closet yourself." Lu Sui lowered her eyelashes, pressed her lower abdomen, and walked towards the bathroom. Her top barely covered her thighs. "Change my sheets."

After he came out, he ignored Shen Qinghuai sitting on the sofa, went to bed, and pulled the blanket to cover the lower half of his face.

"I'm going back to my room." Shen Qinghuai picked up his phone, grabbed his clothes, walked to the door, and closed it. When he looked up, he met Lu Sui's gaze. Lu Sui's eyes seemed a little red, but he couldn't see clearly.

Shen Qinghuai placed the clothes on the bed in the guest room, went to the bathroom, turned on the shower, set the temperature slightly lower than his body temperature, tied them up ten minutes later, threw them in the trash can, changed his clothes, and went out.

Wen Chengyu sent him a message an hour and a half ago, asking him what was wrong and whether he would come tomorrow, saying that she had only asked him for two days off.

I just got another call.

Shen Qinghuai replied to her message: "Nothing's wrong, we'll see."

The statement was contradictory, so Wen Chengyu didn't ask any further questions and sent an "Mm" emoji.

She had been frank with Shen Qinghuai that morning, and there would definitely be some awkwardness in their interactions in the future. It wasn't appropriate for her to pry too much into his mind, otherwise it would worsen her image in his eyes.

Every single thing that happened tonight was stimulating Shen Qinghuai. His usually calm face now showed many different expressions, and he felt that dealing with Lu Sui was even more difficult than doing an experiment.

Lu Sui's mood swings were like those of a mental patient, which gave Shen Qinghuai a headache. Going along with him was wrong, and not going along with him was also wrong.

It rained heavily that night, and the sound of the rain hitting the window made Lu Sui shrink deeper into the quilt. A muffled clap of thunder struck, and the quilt trembled slightly.

The next day.

After Lu Sui woke up, she first turned on her phone. When she saw that no one was in the guest room, she immediately lost her temper and smashed her phone on the ground, cracking the tiles. Shen Qinghuai in the kitchen took off his apron, and Chen Jingmo, who had just unlocked the door with his fingerprint, hurriedly pushed open the door, put on his slippers, and ran towards the bedroom.

"Oh my god, what did you smash this time?!"

Upon hearing Chen Jingmo's voice, Lu Sui threw the small box on the bedside table into the drawer, got out of bed, hid the tools, and sent a message to Chen Jingmo.

Lu Zuzong: You're disturbing me.

Chen Jingmo knocked on the door. "You scared me! What were you doing in there? What did you break?"

Lu Sui opened the door, and Chen Jingmo looked him up and down. "I told you to stand on the bed when you're smashing things. Are you hurt?"

"without."

"What did you smash?"

"cell phone."

"...I think you just want to use the phone I bought you yesterday morning."

Lu Sui glanced at Chen Jingmo, her voice tinged with a hint of happiness, "Come here."

Chen Jingmo waved his hand in front of Lu Sui's eyes, "Isn't that right here?"