Chapter 134 - The Cake

The dinner was booked in advance by Luo from a nearby restaurant that is known for its good taste and quality. A lot of out-of-town diners come here, and it's not usually easy to book in advance, so I don't know how Luo manages to get a reservation on the day.

 

The dishes were also delivered at just the right time, and both the taste and texture were kept in excellent condition.

 

But even so, Xiao Lan still thinks the best part is the simple-looking biscuits on the table.

 

It had been a long time since he had had a birthday with company.

 

Since his mother's death he has been living alone, even on his birthday he still has to work hard, study and dodge loan sharks, leaving little time to celebrate.

 

Besides, what will he celebrate with, instant noodles, leftovers or an endless supply of bento?

 

Apart from visiting her mother's grave on her birthday, Xiao Lan has almost abandoned the habit of celebrating birthdays.

 

Birthdays are just days filled with busyness, loneliness and exhaustion, no different from any other day of the year.

 

The feeling of having someone dedicated to celebrating one's birthday, arranging everything and so carefully making the most memorable flavours in one's memory, is so warm that it seems like a dream.

 

After dinner, Luo tidies up the table and turns off the house lights.

 

He then unwrapped the cake he had ordered for Xiao Lan and lit the candles.

 

In the warm glow of the candlelight, Luo walks towards Xiao Lan with the cake.

 

He placed the cake on the table in front of Xiao Lan and said with a smile, "Happy birthday, sir."

 

The light of the candle outlined his silhouette, and for a moment it was as if they were the only two people left in the world.

 

Luo's voice was soft as he said to Xiao Lan, "Make a wish, maybe it will come true when a passing god hears you."

 

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Xiao Lan smiled.

 

Although he did not believe in the existence of a god in the world, he closed his eyes and silently thought about his wish in his mind.

 

What is the best thing to wish for?

 

Hope to live in the Advent world?

 

Hoping to solve all the mysteries about what happened to you?

 

No, these things he would have done even if he had not wished for them.

 

So ......

 

Xiao Lan thinks of the man standing beside her.

 

The frail black shadow at first sight, the square-headed black cat, the elegant human form, and the memories of the easy-going but powerful-looking man.

 

His help to himself, and the disaster that to this day, for reasons that are still unclear, tore him apart and imprisoned him.

 

Xiao Lan has a decision to make -

 

If there is a god in the world who can grant people's wishes, I hope that Luo's future life will be peaceful and free from pain and suffering.

 

At this moment, he suddenly understood his mother's wish. It turned out that making someone safe and happy was actually already an extremely luxurious thing.

 

There are times when a lifetime of effort may not be enough to achieve it.

 

After making her wish, Xiao Lan opened her eyes.

 

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He looked at Luo in the candlelight, at the other man's still good-looking silhouette in the candlelight, and then blew out the candle.

 

The moonlight outside the window is accompanied by the faint glow of the street lamps coming in, making everything seem hazy.

 

Luo's low voice rang out, "Why are you looking at me, did you wish for something related to me?"

 

Xiao Lan said, "Yes, I wished to the gods that he would save your soul painting skills."

 

"I didn't think the gods would say it was too hard and tell me to make a more dependable wish instead."

 

"I wouldn't, and he left."

 

Luo's tone was laced with laughter: "Perhaps the gods appreciate my art too."

 

Xiao Lan couldn't help but smile, "It seems I was wrong about him."

 

Xiao Lan did not say what she wanted, and Luo tacitly refrained from asking further questions.

 

Both men smiled with their eyebrows, not minding in the least the bullshit of the conversation.

 

Without turning on the light, Luo leaned down slightly in the moonlight and reached out towards Xiao Lan: "May I have your hand?"

 

Xiao Lan stretches out his left hand in some confusion.

 

Luo holds Xiao Lan's wrist in one hand and takes out a black bracelet with the other.

 

It is a simple, unadorned-looking bracelet for men, black in colour and reflecting no light at all, reminding Xiao Lan of Luo's black shadow incarnation.

 

Luo put the bracelet on Xiao Lan's hand: "If there is a moment of crisis and I can't make it, just rip off this bracelet and briefly summon my shadow to help."

 

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"As a birthday present, I hope you'll like it." His words trailed off, "And hopefully it will never come in handy."

 

Xiao Lan withdraws her hand and gently fondles the plain-looking bracelet on her wrist.

 

If it had been an expensive gift, he might not have accepted it, but this gift was more precious than anything money could buy.

 

And, the thought was too good to refuse.

 

Xiao Lan accepted the gift: "Thank you, it's the best birthday present ever."

 

Luo: "As long as you like it."

 

Luo remains in a slightly leaning position, staring at Xiao Lan.

 

The cold moonlight poured over his body, framing his brow and eyes, making his already perfect silhouette appear a little demonic.

 

It looks out of place with the slightly cool night.

 

The two men just stare at each other.

 

Xiao Lan found Luo getting closer and closer to him, so close that he could see his eyelashes.

 

At the same time he could hear his heart beating faster and faster, once, once, and again ...... as if it was about to break free from the shackles of his chest.

 

Xiao Lan couldn't help but rest his eyes on Luo's always smiling lips.

 

The colour of those lips looked a little cold in the moonlight, but it did not prevent those who gazed at it from imagining how soft and warm it was.

 

It seems that ...... is a good fit for ......

 

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Looking on, as if tempted by something unknown, Xiao Lan reaches out and wraps her arms around Luo's neck, suddenly closing the distance between them and accelerating the impending kiss.

 

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Nothing was going through his mind at that moment.

 

As if by instinct, the body acts on its own before the mind does.

 

Simply put - lust makes you dizzy.

 

When Xiao Lan's consciousness returned, he was meeting Luo's lips and tongue, and they were as soft and hot as one would expect them to be, entwining with him with gentle force.

 

It was clear that he and Luo were ...... kissing at this very moment.

 

Xiao Lan's mind went blank and he couldn't even think about whether to push the other person away.

 

Time seems to have stood still and Xiao Lan is not sure how long has passed.

 

Until Luo's voice rang in his ears, "Sir ......"

 

The voice was low, a little husky, and contained a few moments of contented laughter.

 

Xiao Lan's mind is now working again, but it is still not very coherent.

 

Crap! What has he done ......

 

This this this ......

 

Fuck! Crap!!! Crap!!!

 

Xiao Lan feels like he has not a head on his neck, but a freshly boiled kettle that is now boiling and emitting boiling steam.

 

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His face flushed instantly.

 

Xiao Lan leapt to the side, using the fastest dodge speed he had recently trained to get out of Luo's way.

 

Then, without stopping on his heels, he scurried back to his room in a flash, as if there was a monster chasing behind him.

 

Xiao Lan then went into her room, locked the door behind her and buried her head under the pillow, looking like a frightened ostrich.

 

Xiao Lan's mind is in turmoil at the moment.

 

After so many years of maternal singleness, has he finally become single enough to have a problem?

 

Entering the phase of looking at anyone with a clear brow?

 

No, no, no, Luo is not in the eye-candy category either, he's much more deadly ......

 

Aww shucks! Is that the point of the question?!

 

Xiao Lan's mind was filled with all sorts of confusing thoughts, which managed to muddle his already unrecovered mind into a puddle.

 

Xiao Lan lies motionless on the bed, as if a freshly posed salted fish is absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

 

So tempted to give up thinking ......

 

The other side.

 

Luo watched Xiao Lan disappear before his eyes with a speed he had never seen before.

 

He reached up and gently touched the corner of his mouth.

 

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I never thought that his shy master would beat him to it ah ......

 

In the silence, Luo laughed lowly, "But it's not bad."

 

That meant that in the eyes of the gentleman he was already an object for more intimate acts didn't it?

 

It is no longer in the same league as Tie Hanhan or Xue Li.

 

"It doesn't matter if you run away now."

 

"Because, O sir, you have entered my net."

 

"There's no escape."

 

Luo rubbed the back of the chair Xiao Lan had just sat on, a little of Xiao Lan's warmth still lingered on it, with the same warmth as its owner, but not too warm.

 

Standing quietly, the man in black hooked the corners of his mouth.

 

--

 

I don't know how long it took.

 

"Hoo ......" Xiao Lan, still in an ostrich-like position, stuck his head out for air.

 

The result of smothering his head in his pillow and ruminating all the time was that he now felt like he was about to touch the gates of heaven.

 

As it turns out, even advanced players with exceptional physiques are still at risk of suffocating if they hold a pillow over them for too long.

 

I haven't figured out why I did what I did today, but at least now, Xiao Lan is a little more at peace.

 

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His mind was also slowly regaining the ability to think.

 

But ...... he still hasn't figured out how he's going to confront Luo.

 

Just then, as if not giving Xiao Lan time to think, there was a knock at his bedroom door.

 

The only person who would come knocking at this time is actually ......

 

Xiao Lan's heart, which had been slightly lowered, was raised again.

 

"Sir, the cake hasn't been eaten, do you want me to bring it over?" Luo's voice rang out from outside the doorway.

 

His tone sounded no different from usual and it was impossible to tell what he really thought about what had happened earlier.

 

Xiao Lan's thoughts that had just calmed down tumbled up again and were about to go into overdrive again, "No ...... I ...... I can't eat for now, let's make it breakfast tomorrow."

 

"How can I let you eat something overnight? That's not good for your health." Luo's tone remains calm.

 

But from an angle Xiao Lan cannot see, his mouth is tipped with a smile and he is clearly in a good mood.

 

"No, it's fine ...... it's just one night, it's fine." Xiao Lan struggled to stop the other man from entering the door, his brain sweating.

 

A moment of silence followed.

 

Luo's voice came again, "Well, I'll have one for you for breakfast tomorrow."

 

Xiao Lan sighed in relief, "Thanks ......"

 

Xiao Lan threw away the pillow she had been clutching for so long as she listened to Luo's footsteps fade away.

 

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He was once again spread out on the bed, staring at the ceiling with glazed eyes, his mind empty and his whole being feeling wasted.

 

What about tomorrow?

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