Chapter 3: Living Together
“My stomach growled again.”
While Jiang Yan drank from the blood bag, he looked at Mo Ming. “Feeding her and satisfying her hunger is your responsibility as her master.”
Uh… Jiang Yan, the way you said that makes me feel like I’m a pet…
Mo Ming stood silently with his arms crossed for a moment before standing up. “I will go buy her something to eat, but you have to come with me.”
Mo Ming… you don’t have to always involve Jiang Yan. Right now, the most dangerous thing for me is Fu Su!
“Sure~~~” Jiang Yan stretched and stood up, smiling at me. “What does Xiaolan want to eat?”
“Chicken.” I blurted out without thinking. “Chicken soup, with some mushrooms.”
“No problem.” Jiang Yan hooked his arm with Mo Ming’s. “Chicken soup is the best for someone with a cold.”
Mo Ming pulled Jiang Yan’s hooked arm away, turned around, and looked at me seriously. “Wait for me.”
“Oh.”
And then, I watched as the two of them walked away side by side. I slowly walked to the door and joined Maomao, Qing Ming, and Si Yino as we peeked out to see Mo Ming and Jiang Yan’s figures descending the stairs. I couldn’t help but say, “They look good together, don’t you think?”
“Yeah.” The three of them nodded together, and Maomao suddenly exclaimed, covering her face. “This kind of imagination is not good for my brother~~”
I continued to watch their fading figures and couldn’t help but whisper, “A typical case of a weak aggressor and a strong receiver…”
“Oh my! How did I not realize that I’ve been playing the third wheel for so long!”
“Xiaolan, you’re so annoying!” Maomao pushed me while covering his face, even though he looked more disheveled than me!
“Then what am I…?” Xiao Nuo actually asked himself, and both Maomao and I looked at him, saying at the same time, “The younger one!”
“Heh…” Xiao Nuo smiled with his mouth wide open behind Xiao Bai. Even though his long white bangs covered most of his face, they couldn’t hide the evil aura emanating from him. This chilling aura made my hair stand on end, and it felt like the air around us was getting colder.
He slowly lifted his face from behind Xiao Bai, and his silver eyes beneath the long bangs looked at me. “So, Xiaolan, what am I to you?”
“Me?” I pointed to myself, and Maomao and Qing Ming also looked at me. Maomao frowned as if he couldn’t decide, rubbing his chin. “Um…hard to say…”
“I think…” Xiao Nuo smirked mischievously, his silver gaze filled with cunningness. “You’re like an ‘M’.”
“M?” I froze. “How am I an ‘M’? I’m clearly the dominant one!” I clenched my fist, showing off my strong arm.
Xiao Nuo continued to smirk, his face still lowered. “Xiaolan…”
“Oh.” I looked at him, his silver eyes shining brightly. “You’ve become even more energetic after being bullied by Fu Su…”
I was stunned!
“Hey… Xiao Nuo, the way you put it…it sounds so true!” Maomao joined in unexpectedly. She scrutinized me from head to toe and then touched my forehead. “You were practically lifeless before, but after Fu Su came, you became mentally stimulated. Xiaolan, turns out you’re a masochist, haha!”
My face instantly darkened. Is it really necessary to mock me like this? I’ve already been mocked so much that I’m practically invisible. Do I even need to use an invisibility charm when I go out at night?
I drooped my eyelids and looked at them. “Yes~~~ I’ve been mentally stimulated by Fu Su. How can I not be energetic? Haha! Since I’ve been diagnosed with a mental illness, I’ve become more and more energetic~~~~ Lalala~~~~” I hopped and skipped, turning around and clattering down the stairs. I heard Qing Ming sigh behind me. “Ah…she’s gone crazy.”
“Hahaha!” Maomao burst into laughter, filling the previously lifeless room with her unrestrained laughter.
The atmosphere in the evening was quite strange.
I sat down to play games and vent my frustrations, while also trying to distract myself from the discomfort caused by my cold and fever.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yan and Mo Ming were lying side by side on the mattress in my room, which seemed to have doubled in size.
Jiang Yan was still wearing his teddy bear pajamas, lying on the mat with a blood bag in his mouth, headphones on, and comfortably watching his favorite show, “The Walking Dead,” on his phone. He looked kind of cute.
!!! I have never understood how Jiang Yan, as a zombie, vampire, and bloodsucker, can still be so obsessed with zombies, vampires, and bloodsuckers.
And Mo Ming lay straight on another mattress, far away from Jiang Yan, staring fixedly at the ceiling, looking very uncomfortable, even more zombie-like than Jiang Yan, who was still watching his American drama.
Since coming here, apart from Feng Lingcan, Jiang Yan actually gave me the feeling of a normal guy, except for the blood bag he always carried.
“Knock, knock, knock.” The door was knocked again, and Mo Ming jumped up like a startled fish. Jiang Yan remained lying down, still watching his show.
When Mo Ming opened the door, Maomao rushed in first, saying, “I’m here too~~~” and pounced on Mo Ming. He embraced her, and she rubbed against his chest, saying, “Big brother, it’s been so long since we had a proper conversation.”
Seeing Maomao, Mo Ming visibly relaxed and held her, revealing a faint, gentle smile. Though faint, it was still noticeable, and it showed his tenderness towards Maomao.
But in the next moment, his expression froze, because Si Yino also came in, holding Xiao Bai. Si Yino wore a fluffy black pajama, like rabbit fur, and a large hat covered his head, only revealing his long, white bangs. He said, “I also want…to sleep here…”
Si Yino, hearing the commotion, turned to look at everyone and laughed while holding the blood bag.
“No!” Mo Ming had just spoken, and Jiang Yan beckoned to him, saying, “Xiao Nuo, come, sleep with me.”
“Okay…” Xiao Nuo happily walked over and held Xiao Bai, sleeping between Mo Ming and Jiang Yan.
I was dumbfounded. Is this… the start of a sleepover?
“And also,” Qing Ming’s head appeared from the door, and immediately the whole room started creaking and growing. Qing Ming quickly went over to Xiao Nuo’s side, sneaking a glance at Maomao, and lay down stiffly.
“Big Lanjie—” Maomao pounced on me, straddling my body and smiling mischievously, “You should sleep on the floor too, it’s been so long since we had a sleepover!”
I blinked my eyes. “Okay.” Although I had never had a sleepover, it seemed lively in Japanese anime. But it seems like in anime, boys and girls sleep separately…
Before I finished speaking, the bed beneath me collapsed with a loud thud, and Maomao and I were already on the floor. Maomao lay beside me, and Mo Ming immediately slept next to her, creating a line that separated us girls from the boys.
Qing Ming looked at us, silently climbed over Xiao Nuo, then over Jiang Yan’s back. When Jiang Yan noticed and turned to look at him, Qing Ming quickly looked away and quickly lay down next to Mo Ming, closest to Maomao.
Jiang Yan kept his eyes half-closed, glancing at Qing Ming while holding the blood bag, and he immediately closed his eyes and even made snoring sounds!
There! Is! A! Problem!
Jiang Yan’s gaze skipped past Qing Ming, Mo Ming and Maomao looked at me, I nodded at him, and he smiled while holding the blood bag. Suddenly, a hand, like that of a zombie, was raised flatly, it was Jiang Yan’s.
Jiang Yan shook his head and chuckled lightly, then lowered his face to continue looking at his phone.
The lights suddenly went out, and moonlight filled the entire room.
Maomao turned excitedly towards Mo Ming and said, “Brother, it’s been a long time since we’ve had a chance to talk since you went to the palace.”
“Yeah…” Mo Ming’s voice carried a hint of apology.
“I know you couldn’t come see me often because of your missions, so I’m happy that you’re staying here now. Even though there aren’t as many missions anymore, I can see you more often. Do you remember our childhood…”
Suddenly, my phone lit up, and I picked it up to check. It was a message from Jiang Yan. I immediately turned away from Maomao and Mo Ming to read it. It was a message from Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan: Have you noticed that Qing Ming has been acting strange lately?
I completely agreed and quickly replied: Yes, yes! It seems like it started after Maomao “teased” him.
Jiang Yan: Maomao teased him?
I mischievously smiled and replied: Yes, yes.
Jiang Yan: Hmm… After being with Big Qing for so long, I didn’t realize he was actually a closet romantic.
I quickly asked: Why doesn’t Senior Qing Ming like to talk?
Jiang Yan: Because he has a fear of heights. He can’t fly, and he was teased in the dragon clan since he was young. That’s why he doesn’t like to talk. By the time he wants to express himself, he already has a language barrier. Rest early. We have classes tomorrow, and you’ll have to face the aftermath of the Fu Su incident.
The aftermath of the Fu Su incident? Ah, it’s so annoying!
The school in the Immortal Realm is even more merciless than the school down below. As long as you’re not dead, you have to crawl to attend classes.
Jiang Yan was right. It’s not so much about attending classes, but rather the various strange looks I’ll face when I step out of this room tomorrow.
Taking a deep breath, I need to be prepared. Yes, I should check Fu Su’s comment section first to know what to do tomorrow.
When I opened it, oh my! Fu Su is relentless in blackening me.
With this Weibo post, he made headlines again. He just wants to be in the spotlight, to gain attention. He wants his delusional fans to feel jealous and shed tears for him, to psychologically torment others again.
“Fu Su-sama! I’m willing to be human for you! Please love me!”
“My husband was actually stolen by a mere mortal girl? Xia Xiaolan, come out if you dare!”
“Yiyiyi~~~ Why does Prince Fu Su like that despicable person too?”
“I hate it so much! That Xia Xiaolan was seen being affectionate with Mo Ming in the mall a few days ago, and now she’s causing trouble for our Su Su!”
What? Maomao and I were also photographed?
Soon, someone uploaded that photo and used it to target Fu Su.
“Su Su, look! This woman is cheating on you!”
“Poor Su Su~~~~”
I clenched my phone tightly, feeling an intense desire to kill.
Ever since I was called the “Destroyer,” the attacks against me haven’t stopped. Taking a deep breath, I must endure. I can’t make a sound now, or else Fu Su will be even more relentless!
