MMLDU Chapter 28

“Mr. Yan, in a few days, I’ll be joining the crew, so I won’t be able to massage you anymore.” Pei Lang’s fingers seemed to possess some kind of magic, moving across the skin. Surprisingly, Yan Han’s numb legs felt a tingling sensation.

This feeling—though it was somewhat comfortable, it also brought discomfort, as if it scratched an itch deep in his heart. He almost wanted to grab Pei Lang’s hand and press it on his leg with more force, just to relieve the itching in his chest.

However, as a dignified and proud CEO, he would never do that. He could only suppress the feeling and let Pei Lang do as he wished.

“I remember you said, Mr. Yan, that when you’re in pain, you usually just endure it. Since the massage is effective, you could find someone more professional. That way, even when I’m not here, you won’t have to suffer,” Pei Lang said.

Thinking back to that night when Yan Han had grabbed his hand and looked in pain, ordering him to continue massaging, a flicker of sympathy crossed Pei Lang’s heart.

He had suffered many injuries during his martial arts training, and bone pain was truly agonizing. Yan Han’s legs had been seriously injured—Pei Lang couldn’t imagine that kind of pain, but he was certain it was a hundred times worse than any pain he had ever experienced.

Outwardly strong and domineering, keeping people at a distance, but deep down, he was someone who liked small animals and had a childlike side. No matter how powerful and capable he was, he was still a man who could feel pain.

“I’ve tried, but others’ massages don’t work.” Otherwise, I wouldn’t be so reluctant to let you go.

“!!?” Pei Lang was surprised. He looked up and saw Yan Han’s serious gaze, along with the little crying chibi on his shoulder. It seemed abandoned, with two droplets of tears hanging from its eyes, looking pitifully at the little fox.

And that little fox, sly as ever, had destroyed the prepared cage and was hopping around provocatively as if mocking Yan Han for not being able to keep him locked inside. Pei Lang, filled with confusion, didn’t understand the meaning behind Yan Han’s inner world. So, thinking Pei Lang didn’t believe what he had just said, Yan Han added, “Only your massages make my legs stop hurting. No one else’s works.”

“Is it that mystical?” Pei Lang, suddenly believing in superstition, thought maybe this “blessing” was what could make Yan Han stand up. Since massages worked, he should try to keep doing it.

In the original story, Yan Han didn’t stand up because the original owner had been focused solely on Yan Xiuyuan and never had any physical contact with Yan Han, so the “mystical effect” was never triggered.

But… he still had to act…

Although he was the second male lead, he had plenty of scenes. Once he joined the production, he wouldn’t be able to come back for days or even weeks, and taking leave would be difficult.

Even if he could ask for leave, he couldn’t do it every day.

Pei Lang was torn. He wanted to help Yan Han, but acting was his passion, and he couldn’t give that up. His subtle expression didn’t escape Yan Han’s notice. Though reluctant, Yan Han understood that Pei Lang had to think about himself, so he didn’t feel as upset.

“It’s been so many years, I can endure it.” His words were meant to comfort Pei Lang, telling him not to feel too conflicted. But the tone was cold and stiff, offering no real consolation.

“Mr. Yan, don’t worry, I will definitely help you heal your legs. Until they’re healed, you’ll just have to endure the pain for now.” Pei Lang had made up his mind. He would help Yan Han stand up again. Whether or not the mystical part had some truth to it, he had that so-called “scammer system”, right? When it reappeared, he would make sure to catch it and get a clear answer, finding the method of treatment.

Pei Lang spoke with such seriousness as if he truly had the ability to do so!

Yan Han was taken aback for a moment, thinking that not only was Pei Lang clueless, but he was also naively adorable. He really didn’t believe that Pei Lang could heal these “useless” legs.

However, Pei Lang’s words did make him feel unexpectedly good. The corner of his mouth unconsciously curled up slightly, in a way that was subtle enough to go unnoticed.

“Mr. Yan, if I were to be sentimental, you’re the best person to me in this world. Though we each have our own needs, to me, it’s always been you helping me. I’m not capable of repaying you. Just as you said, everything I can give, you don’t lack.” Pei Lang lowered his head as he massaged, carefully kneading every muscle and bone, speaking in a tone like telling a story that made one unknowingly relax. “Although you seem cold, I know you’re a good person. The only thing I can do is to accompany you in playing this role of husband well, not bringing you shame. Once the contract is over, I’ll leave cleanly. But I feel like that’s not enough, I will find a way to make you stand up.”

Yan Han’s heart unexpectedly began to beat uncontrollably, with a hot, burning sensation that seemed to scorch his chest, wanting to burst out. The same warmth spread to his scarred legs, which, under Pei Lang’s massage, began to feel both warm and numb.

His throat felt dry. Yan Han kept his eyes fixed on Pei Lang, unconsciously swallowing.

It was as if Pei Lang suddenly realized he had said something wrong, he hurriedly stopped and looked up to explain. “Of course, Mr. Yan, being in a wheelchair is perfect as well, it’s just… I know you want to stand up.”

Who wouldn’t want to live like a normal person? Who would be content sitting in a wheelchair for life? Yan Han was no exception.

Pei Lang’s straightforward words were not refuted by Yan Han.

Pei Lang was so serious and certain, even though he knew it was impossible. Yan Han didn’t call him out on it. Perhaps he was touched, his throat tightened with emotion and it took him a while to regain his usual tone. “Alright, I’ll wait for you.”

Once he received this approval, Pei Lang smiled. “Your legs are almost done, let me give you a shoulder massage.”

“Mm.” As soon as someone got closer, Yan Han immediately felt the air grow thin, his breathing becoming heavier. He finally declined the shoulder massage.

Pei Lang didn’t insist, obediently sitting on the edge of the bed. For a while, neither of them spoke. An awkward silence spread. Yan Han casually picked up a book, pretending to read. Pei Lang, however, focused on the little chibi on Yan Han’s shoulder.

The little chibi blushed and its heart raced. The little fox beside it raised its head, looking at it curiously, while the chibi tried to hide its red face behind the book.

Why did Mr. Yan’s face turn red?

Could it be because of me?

Pei Lang observed carefully and noticed something. To confirm his suspicions, he breathed in close, pretending to read the book in Yan Han’s hands, but really studying the little chibi’s reactions. As he moved closer, Yan Han remained still, like a mountain, while the little chibi, in a sudden burst of nervousness, hid under the blanket, leaving the little fox exposed outside.

In the real world, Yan Han casually glanced at the blanket, as if he actually wanted to hide under it.

So, Mr. Yan is someone who gets shy easily?

Pei Lang’s eyes narrowed as he watched Yan Han’s rich inner world, feeling a strange warmth in his heart. Because of this little chibi, Pei Lang’s gaze was always filled with affection and tenderness, making Yan Han question his own life choices.

Then, Pei Lang saw the little chibi quickly pop out from under the blanket, covering the little fox’s eyes. In a swift movement, dragged it back into the blanket to hide.

Pei Lang: “……!?”

“Go rest. Don’t disturb me while I’m reading.” Yan Han spoke, ushering him away. Although Pei Lang hadn’t had enough yet, he reluctantly settled onto the sofa.

Turning the script into an electronic version, he could study it in his spare time. Although he had already studied all the major roles of this drama, it was still the most important part of his formal entry into the entertainment industry. As long as he performed well, his future would be smooth sailing, so he had to approach it with utmost concentration.

It was still early and the room was very quiet. Both of them were busy with their own things.

By the time it was late, Pei Lang’s phone was still glowing, but he had already fallen asleep without noticing. Yan Han turned off the lights. In the darkness, his vacant gaze fixed on Pei Lang, who was curled up on the sofa. The summer blanket was thin and the faint light barely illuminated the contours of his body.

Yan Han remembered the first day when Pei Lang’s personality had changed drastically. He had been wearing ordinary clothes, kneeling on the bed to arrange the bedding. His shoulders, waist, hips, and ankles were all so perfect, exuding a deadly allure.

His innocent yet slightly scheming expression, both pure and seductive, was just the right mix.

And then, there was that day when he had tugged on his tie and said those deliberately provoking words.

At the time, it had disgusted him, but now, he actually found it cute.

As these thoughts filled his mind, Yan Han felt a warmth rise in his lower abdomen. The magma buried beneath the iceberg stirred, burning with desire, as if ready to erupt.

Lying flat, Yan Han couldn’t move his legs, and he normally slept without shifting. But at this moment, even his breath had become rigid.

After a few deep breaths, he exhaled sharply, panic rising within him.

He didn’t know what to do. More than that, he couldn’t believe it—he was actually feeling desire because of Pei Lang. He had thought that someone like him would never experience such a thing.

It was shameful. He hardly ever took matters into his own hands, let alone with someone else in the room. The fact that Pei Lang was there made it even more impossible to act. He thought that holding it in might help him calm down.

However, he had no experience holding back and was very conscious of the person in the room. And that person was the source of the trouble. The more he tried to ignore it, the more Pei Lang’s image appeared in his mind. In the end, not only did he fail to calm down, but his desire only grew more intense.

There had never been anything that Yan Han couldn’t solve, but this situation severely undermined his pride in his control. He was a bit angry. In the end, he pulled out his phone and browsed through a bunch of random news, forcing Pei Lang out of his mind, which helped alleviate his feelings.

The next morning, when Pei Lang got up, Yan Han was already dressed and downstairs having breakfast. Pei Lang walked to the table. Yan Han just glanced at him, but Pei Lang could clearly read the deep resentment in that look.

Pei Lang racked his brain, but he couldn’t figure out what he had done wrong to offend Yan Han. That little chibi wasn’t doing anything, just humming and expressing discontent in some vague way. Pei Lang couldn’t tell what it was about.

Forget it. If Mr. Yan hasn’t directly mentioned his displeasure, then it must be something small. I’ll just focus on enjoying my breakfast.

The breakfast was quite lavish. Pei Lang ate heartily as if he hadn’t eaten in several days. Aunt Lin felt a sense of accomplishment but also began to worry. “Is it okay to eat so much in the morning?”

She knew that Pei Lang had a big appetite, but today he was eating even more than usual. Aunt Lin reflected on whether she hadn’t fed him enough last night, which made him so hungry this morning.

Pei Lang took another large bite. “Aunt Lin, once I join the crew, I won’t be able to eat your cooking anymore, so I should take advantage of the opportunity to eat more now.”

Pei Lang’s words made Aunt Lin a little melancholic. She had come to think of him like a son. Now, her ‘son’ was about to go away for work before she had fully raised him. There would be fewer chances to see him… Most of all, no one would appreciate the food she made for him. She really didn’t want to let him go. “Xiao Lang, is the filming location far from home? I can bring you meals.”

“Can you really? But that would be too much trouble for you. I don’t want you to be so hard on yourself.”

“It’s not trouble, not trouble. Oh… I’m just worried you’ll get too thin working in the crew. Look at how thin you’ve gotten already.” Pei Lang’s body was on the slim side, but he looked great in clothes. In fact, he had muscles.

Especially after working out and practicing martial arts, he had abs now.

“Aunt Lin, don’t worry. I’ll eat well. It’s better if you don’t bring me food. It’s too much trouble for you. You should rest instead. When I have time, I’ll come back and enjoy your cooking properly.”

The two of them performed a “motherly affection” scene in front of Yan Han, completely unaware that someone had already turned dark-faced.

Pei Lang had come home just to eat a meal! He hadn’t thought about Yan Han at all. As the two exchanged their caring words in front of him, Yan Han couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

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