Ruan Cunyun could hardly believe his ears. Is this really a name that a kitten on earth can have? He is very worried about the mental state of the cat owner!
He asked Qin Fanglu: "Can you say it again?"
Qin Fanglu's face turned pale: "You still want to whip my corpse?!"
The black cat was clingy and came over to rub against Ruan Cunyun's trouser legs. Ruan Cunyun finally couldn't control his laughter and laughed so hard that the earth collapsed, the mountains were broken, and the walls seemed to be shaking as if they were about to fall apart.
Qin Fanglu said with embarrassment: "Stop laughing."
Having been domineering for so many years, President Qin has always been high above and in charge of everything.
But he fell into Ruan Cunyun's hands again and again. His first physiological reaction, his first time being attracted by someone, and his first time being so embarrassed that he wanted to leave the earth, were all given to him.
But when I thought about handing it over to Ruan Cunyun, there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
Ruan Cunyun laughed for a while and then stopped, but the corners of his lips were obviously raised.
He asked, "You usually call out your five-character name. Can the cat understand it?"
"This is too good!" Ruan Cunyun took a breath and felt like crying, "It's even better than the ones in the shops outside."
Qin Fanglu no longer cared. He grabbed Ruan Cunyun's wrist and placed his palm on the obsidian on the right, instructing: "Touch the back, there is a smooth small groove, fingerprint unlock."
Ruan Cunyun raised his voice and tried again: "Ye Luo!"
Qin Fanglu gave Ruan Cunyun so many surprises this afternoon that he even forgot that he had originally wanted to show Qin Fanglu his CSplay.
Ruan Cunyun rushed to the end of the stairs in three or two steps. The view in front of him suddenly opened up, and he was so shocked that he couldn't take his eyes away.
The white-haired bad boy quickly reacted: "Don't even think about dragging me down with you!"
“It’s so cool.”
Qin Fanglu covered his face silently, unable to bear to look.
Passing through the seemingly invisible projection of the magic circle, Ruan Cunyun saw the patterns on the handrails of the white jade stairs, which rotated all the way upwards and faintly cast honey-colored sunlight.
When one thing is finished, it's time for the next one.
Ruan Cunyun got goosebumps and punched him lightly: "Chuunibyou can't be cured, right?"
"This place shares a system with the main gate," Qin Fanglu said, "but only our two fingerprints have permission to enter here."
"Hahahahaha." Ruan Cunyun laughed heartily and said sincerely, "To be honest, the name is very good. It's pretty cool."
No middle school boy can resist the temptation of the other world. Ruan Cunyun's eyes were firmly attracted to it. Without anyone urging him, his legs moved on their own, and the bedroom wall slowly closed behind him automatically.
"Qin Fanglu, you are so awesome." Ruan Cunyun climbed the stairs and felt that it would be appropriate for him to wear armor and a sword at this moment.
He stood at the highest point and looked out over the entire layout.
"I wanted to find a formal time to introduce myself to you." Qin Fanglu smiled, put one hand on the obsidian decoration, and bent down gracefully like a butler. "Since you have bumped into me, it means that you are born to be the owner of this place. Please follow me, Mr. Ruan."
Ruan Cunyun followed the instructions step by step, and subconsciously whispered: "Gate of Destiny... F*ck!"
Qin Fanglu immediately said proudly: "Of course."
This place is like a small town in another world. The floor is not flat, but has a gentle undulating slope, like a mountain path. The flower-like decorative frames shade each other, dividing the entire space into different areas.
Ruan Cunyun had a good memory: "You wanted to come in here when you were drunk last time, right?"
The hidden wall slowly opened again, and the magic circle projection shone with a light blue light in the air, half-covering the deep spiral staircase behind.
"Your bedroom - just connected to another world?" Ruan Cunyun held a baseball bat and tapped the wall of Qin Fanglu's house.
Qin Fanglu replied stiffly: "It's usually called by its abbreviation."
There was no sign that there was an entrance on the wall, leading to an unknown spiral escalator, and Qin Fanglu came out from there.
In a more private place, there is a large round water bed. A glass pane is slanted at the sky. The sunlight and moonlight of the four seasons pour through the door between the bed and the mattress, reflecting the semi-enclosed curved low table beside the bed, which is filled with rare ornaments, like a green bush.
Ruan Cunyun looked at them carefully one by one. They were all animation works he had seen, both Chinese and foreign. Every scene was exquisitely restored, and every small niche was like a miniature slice of a strange world, as if he was personally on the scene.
Further in is the electronic equipment area, which does not have a traditional modern feel, but instead has a rustic and natural feel, with computers and computer cases seemingly placed in an indoor courtyard.
Ruan Cunyun understood, smiled, lowered his head and called the black cat: "Dementor."
The black cat immediately turned around and meowed at Ruan Cunyun.
Qin Fanglu said modestly: "It's my home after all."
Ruan Cunyun originally thought that Qin Fanglu's private secret base would be cool, modern and flashy, or a home covered with posters like any other two-dimensional home, but he did not expect it to have such a well-designed layout.
Qin Fanglu laughed out loud.
"Touch the right side first and then the left side. You have to say 'Open the door of destiny for me' before the door will open." Qin Fanglu explained calmly.
Nearby was a light blue sofa in the shape of a cloud, with small cloud pillows piled on it. Qin Fanglu explained, "Because it's tiring to climb up here, I can just lie down and rest."
Qin Fanglu laughed behind him and said, "You haven't seen anything yet."
Xiao Hei wagged his tail and walked towards Xiao Hua without looking back.
The walls of the bedroom have long been restored to their original state, with only two obsidian decorations standing opposite each other.
Qin Fanglu could finally say: "Yes, this is my home."
Ruan Cunyun felt it and asked in surprise, "Can my fingerprint be used to enter?"
There are irregular low partition walls on the roadside, which are concave inward. Figures and scenes of different themes are arranged in an orderly manner in the space door, and the atmosphere is filled with lighting.
This can no longer be simply called a happy house for otakus; Qin Fanglu has literally built a small world for himself at home.
After visiting the entire floor, Ruan Cunyun was speechless. The only thing left in his mind was: so rich, so thoughtful.
One wall of Qin Fanglu's house is worth half a house in the capital.
"I would like to die here." Ruan Cunyun sighed slowly.
Qin Fanglu saw Ruan Cunyun's intoxicated and admiring eyes throughout the whole process. Qin Fanglu felt that he was a little drunk too, so he said, "Okay, I'll go with you."
Ruan Cunyun was puzzled at this time: "Why don't you just make the whole house like this?"
"I want to, too." Qin Fanglu sighed, "But sometimes secretaries or partners will come to visit, so I have to keep a layer of appearance."
"Pretend." Ruan Cunyun poked Qin Fanglu's chest with his finger, "You used to pretend in front of me." Qin Fanglu asked back, "Student Ruan, you don't plan to pretend now?"
The earlobe was gently moved. Qin Fanglu lowered his head and approached, speaking in a low voice, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry: "When did you get your ears pierced?"
As soon as the breath passed by, Ruan Cunyun's ears turned red, and you could almost see the capillaries, and the black earrings glowed dimly.
Ruan Cunyun shuddered for a moment. He was overwhelmed by waves of shock and completely forgot that he was also very conspicuous.
He was wearing the CSplay clothes of a bad boy, a white hair wig, three earrings on his ears, although they were clip-on, and several tattoos on his body, although they were pasted on.
Ruan Cunyun's heartbeat quickened as his nerves felt electrified. Qin Fanglu didn't mention this outfit much, so what was he thinking
Ruan Cunyun turned his head slightly to avoid the tingling in the tip of his ear: "I don't have my ears pierced."
"Did you go to csplay today?" Qin Fanglu asked in a gentle voice.
Ruan Cunyun's Adam's apple rolled: "Yeah."
He was extremely nervous. If Qin Fanglu continued to move forward, he would definitely ask why she suddenly did CSplay, who she was doing CSplay with, why she came to his house wearing clothes, and then pass judgment on Ruan Cunyun.
Qin Fanglu might like it, or he might be bored.
But Ruan Cunyun guessed none of them correctly, so Qin Fanglu asked, "Bad boy?"
Ruan Cunyun was startled for a moment, then he raised his eyelids and glared at him: "You called out the character's name as soon as we met, why are you asking now?"
His tone was fierce, but he was nervous inside.
This unconventional look is unlike the well-behaved Ruan Cunyun.
"Yeah." Qin Fanglu nodded briefly, "That's a bit bad."
"Huh?" Ruan Cunyun frowned and raised his eyes. He had no idea what Qin Fanglu was up to.
Qin Fanglu was wearing a light-colored sweater, which was thin and close-fitting. He had put on a pair of half-frame glasses without knowing when, and he inexplicably exuded a scholarly air.
The two of them just walked into the study area, where a large solid wood desk was placed on a soft blanket. A brown glass display cabinet next to it seemed like a pillar towering into the sky. The two of them stood beside the desk, like a bad student who broke the law and a dignified and proper good teacher.
"Student Ruan, do you still remember the school rules?" Qin Fanglu stood with his hands behind his back, expressionless, and intimidating without even getting angry.
Ruan Cunyun was puzzled: "What is that—"
"You forgot again?" Qin Fanglu interrupted him gently, but his tone was clearly cold, "You are not allowed to dye your hair, wear earrings, or get tattoos. You must wear school uniforms."
With every word he said, he took a step closer to Ruan Cunyun. Ruan Cunyun had nowhere to escape and his lower back hit the desk.
Ruan Cunyun slowly put away his bewilderment, and the playful interest in his eyes grew little by little.
All the worries in his heart were swept away. Qin Fanglu's behavior clearly showed that he liked himself this way, and he liked it very much.
Ruan Cunyun raised his chin and looked back at Qin Fanglu nonchalantly: "Teacher Qin, what do you think of me wearing this today?"
"It's against the rules." Qin Fanglu said coldly, "You will be punished."
He put his arms around Ruan Cunyun's knees and lifted him up, then placed him steadily on the table.
Suddenly suspended in the air, Ruan Cunyun's breathing became disordered, and his body trembled as he touched the cold table.
There were pens and ink on the table, as well as an exquisite globe. Ruan Cunyun was also placed on the table like an object.
"Let's check the condition of the tattoo first." Qin Fanglu was upright. He held Ruan Cunyun's knees and pressed them up so that his thin heels just stepped on the edge of the table.
Ruan Cunyun lowered his head and saw Qin Fanglu's cold lips and his bony hands holding his ankles.
Ruan Cunyun tried his best to steady his breathing: "How does Teacher Qin want to check?"
Rubbing the ankle with his fingertips and grasping the white toes with his large hands, Qin Fanglu slowly leaned over and placed a kiss on Ruan Cunyun's ankle, causing a slight tremor in return.
"Remember, the eighth place." Qin Fanglu said.
Ruan Cunyun tilted his neck back in unbearable pain, sitting on the table and trembling, as if his breathing was being strangled.
He didn't expect Qin Fanglu to kiss him. It was completely unexpected and beyond his imagination.
The big hand slowly moved up along the tattoo line and slid into the loose trouser leg.
Qin Fanglu said coldly, as if he was examining a test paper: "Your pants don't meet the regulations either. Take them off and change them."
Ruan Cunyun's breath stagnated, and a half-mooned sound came out from between his tightly clenched lips and teeth.
Qin Fanglu clearly did nothing, but just a few words made him want to beg for mercy.
"Last time in the secret base, you said you wanted to eat something." Qin Fanglu said calmly, "Let's follow the rules. The teacher will teach you first, and you should learn it carefully."
The bad student was pressed down on the table by the teacher. The chilly wind was as cold as the teacher's order, blowing coldly across the roots of the legs. Then the seasons changed, and the warm spring breeze wrapped around him.
Ruan Cunyun panicked, propped himself up and went to help Qin Fanglu, he was so flustered that he forgot all the names for a moment: "Qin Fanglu, don't—"
Ruan Cunyun was then pushed back hard, and the back of his head hit the hard table top.
Qin Fanglu's vague voice came from below: "Ninth..."
Ruan Cunyun turned his neck unbearably, his chest heaving violently, and his gradually unfocused gaze fell on the brown glass cabinet, shaking like the surface of water.
My vision gradually blurred and then focused, and I finally saw clearly that there was a huge metal mask quietly placed in the cabinet.
No matter how much time has passed, Ruan Cunyun can never forget the look -
The sharp triangle with fierce angles looks like a devil crawling out of a nightmare.
His lower back trembled violently and he flew into the air. Ruan Cunyun widened his eyes in shock, like a swan with a broken neck: "Ah—you—"
"… Were you scared? Sorry." Qin Fanglu paused for a moment before standing up, his voice still filled with fresh, thick moisture, "That's a character I played before."
Ruan Cunyun hurriedly handed Qin Fanglu a tissue, his voice and legs trembling: "When did it happen?"
Qin Fanglu didn't take the tissue. His Adam's apple moved up and down as he vaguely replied, "Four or five years ago, at a comic convention."
There was no invasion or occupation, but Ruan Cunyun felt exhausted all over, tears flowing like a lone wolf, and he was still in a long-lasting tide from inside to outside.
My eyes were fixed on the triangular head mask in the glass. The man's body was within reach, overlapping clearly with the memories of the passing by.
(End of this chapter)