Un-edited so please don’t kill me if you find anything wrong, please gently commenting so I can fix it. Thank you.
He slept late.
Today, Fang Daichuan had a strange dream. He dream of the old hutong* of his childhood, sitting on the front bar of his grandfather’s bicycle, the old Phoenix 28 bar bike*, which he rode very slowly, swaying and wobbling, which made him flustered and panicked.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hutong
Grandpa stopped the bike and let him play on his own. The bricks on the side of the road were very old and a large patch of grass was growing out from underneath them. Somehow he tried desperately to squash the patches of grass with the bricks, but it was like playing whac-a-mole; once he squashed one side, the grass came back out from the other side, and he couldn’t squash it down no matter how hard he tried.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Whac-A-Mole
The grass grows wildly like a prairie, getting taller and taller.
He was flustered, feeling as if something had completely changed.
Grandpa came out of the neighbour’s house and touched the top of his head with a smile. His broad hands were warm: “You can’t hold it anymore, let it go.”
Fang Daichuan woke up.
When Fang Daichuan woke up from his sleep, the bed beside him was empty. He took advantage of the situation to hold the quilt, rolled to the middle of the big bed, put his face against the corner of Li Sinian’s pillow, and spread out his long hands and feet on the big bed.
He calmed down and felt confused. He hasn’t seen grandpa for many years and he has almost never dreamed about him over the years. He doesn’t know what this dream means.
Thinking like this, he pulled back from the dream in a trance, feeling the residual warmth in the spot next to him, the smell of Li Sinian’s body still remained on the corner of the pillow.
What is this smell? The tender leaves from certain plant, the peel of a citrus family, the smell of sea waves, saltpetre* and blaze, all mixed together, with a roundness wrapped in sharp edges and corners.
(T/N : Alright so…Saltpetre is one of the principal ingredients in gunpowder, you can read more above. So I want to translate that Li Sinian smell like gunpowder [‘cuz that sounds more dangerous *eyebrow wiggle* and sexier] but when I google, apparently gunpowder smells like cordite or sulphur??? So yeah, author wrote saltpetre [硝石 [xiāo shí]] so saltpetre it is.)
“Did you wear perfume?” Fang Daichuan sniffed and twisted his body. Because he just woke up, he has a thick nasal sound, which makes it sound a little cute.
Li Sinian was sitting on the window sill, his upper bare body sticking out, tying something. He held a piece of rope in his mouth, his porcelain-white skin was exposed to the night wind. Hearing this, he raised his arm and sniffed at himself, replied vaguely, “Probably the smell of aftershave, I didn’t notice.”
Fang Daichuan turned over, put his entire head into the bed, muttered, “You foreigners are so meticulous, even men are so sophisticated.”
Li Sinian did not refute and only smiled slightly.
Fang Daichuan closed his eyes for a while and then struggled to get up from the bed. As he pulled up his jeans, he took off a new T-shirt and draped it over his shoulders.
Li Sinian turned his head away, instead of looking at him, he concentrated on the rope in his hand. However, as he listening to the sound of water jets* from the bathroom, toilet flushing and the sound of water flowing from the faucet, the rope on his hand was tied, untied, tied and finally it was tied into a dead knot.
(T/N : Peeing sound)
While busy, the doorbell rang again.
Fang Daichuan’s hair was wet and he stuck his head out of the bathroom: “Why people keep coming?”
Li Sinian smiled and said, “Sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight*, they all want to randomly suggest people to check, can’t wait to be a witness.”
Du Wei stared at Li Sinian’s movements: “What are you doing?”
“It’s nothing, the window bearing is broken, I just tie it up.” Li Sinian jumped off the window sill and clapped his hands.
Fang Daichuan handed over a towel and let him wipe his hands.
“Are you both feeling better?” Du Wei smiled and pulled out a chair and sat down, “Both of you are injured, be careful.”
Li Sinian just smiled and didn’t speak.
Du Wei looked a little bored, he scratched the back of his head, coughed and said, “Did …… Ding Zihui come to see you guys in the morning?”
Li Sinian threw the towel onto the table and glanced in the direction of the bathroom. Fang Daichuan was leaning against the glass door of the bathroom brushing his teeth, looking leisurely, but his eyes were guarded. Li Sinian then said, “She did. She came to ask who I checked last night.”
“Oh,” Du Wei seemed absent-minded. “Did she say anything else?”
Lisnian raised his eyebrows.
“I’m afraid she’ll talk nonsense,” Du Wei smiled awkwardly. “I… I didn’t give her much attention. It was she who came to seduce me. I didn’t think… She said that she didn’t trust the verbal alliance. In order to reassure her, I just…”
Fang Daichuan rolled his eyes behind him.
Li Sinian glanced at him, held back a smile and said, “Yes, yes, she didn’t say anything. Everyone knows this kind of thing.”
Du Wei nodded in agreement: “Yes, facing the threat of death, all the rules and morals are tossed aside, what to do before the end of the world, just go to whoever you like, hahaha!” He goes along with Li Sinian’s sarcasm.
Li Sinian just smiled and said nothing.
Fang Daichuan just ignored him.
Du Wei laughed dryly for a while, feeling a little embarrassed, simply stood up and walked around: “Hey, I haven’t been to your room before, is there anything fun?”
He walked to the table and picked up the pen above the notebook. He flicked the cap of the pen and flipped through the notes. Fang Daichuan looked a little nervous. It was Li Sinian’s notebook and he was afraid that he had written some information on it.
Li Sinian, however, was present and let Du Wei look over it generously.
The notebook was empty, not even a trace of ink so Du Wei closed the cover.
He saw the wine rack at the door, quickly changed the subject, said with a smile, “Your room is really nice and there is still wine, can you give me two bottles?”
“Take whatever bottle you like,” Li Sinian folded his arms across his chest and said, “Anyway it’s a waste to not drink it.”
Du Wei is impolite, probably because he felt that this was not Li Sinian’s wine, but the property of the boss behind the scenes. He grew up with his grandmother. Although he inherited the temperament of his biological father, he did not inherit the other’s family fortune, so he did not understand wine. He randomly took the one with beautiful bottles. Fang Daichuan glanced at it and saw that the wine he had chosen was not very expensive.
He was about to leave with the wine bottle in his arms. Li Sinian walked and opened the door for him. The moment he sent him away, Du Wei suddenly smiled and turned around and asked, “Did you really check someone last night?”
Li Sinian was stunned.
Du Wei hurriedly observed his reaction, bowed his head and smiled, raising the wine bottle in his hand: “Oh, I just ask casually, don’t take it to heart. You can clean up, I’ll go first.”
As he walked away, he thoughtfully closed the door with his feet.
Li Sinian stared at the closed door panel, still in shock. Fang Daichuan’s hand holding the toothbrush stopped in the air: “Hey, what does he mean?” He talks with mouthwashes in his mouth and sounds a bit unclear.
“Interesting,” Li Sinian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, “Du Wei is really interesting.”
Fang Daichuan ran into the bathroom and quickly spit out the bubbles in his mouth: “What should we do? Did he see something?”
Li Sinian waved at him and continued to go back to the windowsill to tie something, saying to him, “Don’t worry, do you remember his hostility against Du Chaosheng on the first day? Liu Xin also said that Du Chaosheng was aware that the secretary knew his secret so he set up a plot to kill his mother. I think his mission to this island should have been completed, after that, he just wants to live, at least tonight, he won’t do anything to us. “
“Then what will happen tonight?” Fang Daichuan tidying the T-shirt.
Li Sinian loosened his right hand and a brass key with a long velvet rope rolled from his palm. “Tonight, let’s go upstairs. About what will happen to others, I’m also looking forward to it.”
(T/N : Remember when I said the third night is banana? The next day and night after this is super banana lol)