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“It’s you who invaded our home!”
“Bang! Bang! Bang! Boom boom boom!”
Lu Sen shoved everything off the bed onto the floor and started smashing it with a frying pan. Bai Wei momentarily forgot to keep the gun pointed at Lu Sen. When he recovered from the brief shock, the first thing he did was turn on the light.
How could there be a monster on the bed?
If Lu Sen wasn’t the monster in the bed, and if he really had just returned from outside, then what was the thing that appeared in the bed?
Lu Sen, holding a frying pan, quietly breathed a sigh of relief. After climbing out of the second-floor window and rushing to the front door, he ran to the basement, dragged out the shell he had shed two months ago, and threw it onto the bed on the second floor.
Fortunately, his experience as a former mercenary had given him quick reflexes. At that moment, while punching and kicking the shell he had shed two months ago, Lu Sen said to Bai Wei, “Wait a minute, dear, this thing… seems like it’s not alive.”
Bai Wei, pale-faced, walked up to him, holding a gun.
“It looks like a person, but also like a monster. But it seems like it’s been dead for a while,” Lu Sen reached to touch Bai Wei’s hand. “Oh, wait… it seems like it’s a model. Dear, reach out and touch it.”
Bai Wei’s hand trembled slightly. He cautiously touched the misshapen thing.
Could it be that this thing, which looked like a living creature but also not, was secretly placed on his bed by Lu Sen’s enemy?
Was it for revenge? To scare him? Or…
Damn, none of that mattered! What had Lu Sen done in the past! How could he bring so much trouble upon himself! It’s all his fault!
“What did you used to do?” Bai Wei asked.
Lu Sen: “Dear, I was a spy…”
The magazine had seven bullets. Bai Wei suddenly fired. He shot six times at the thing on the floor. Before Lu Sen could react, Bai Wei aimed and shot, hitting Lu Sen in the calf with the last bullet.
The sudden gunfire, like a flash of lightning, gave Lu Sen no time to react. The action was as natural as someone adding ice to milk tea.
“Ah!!”
Lu Sen fell to the floor, clutching his wound. At that moment, Bai Wei threw the smoking gun onto the ground.
He took a tissue from the side to wipe his hands and said expressionlessly, “Dear, I was so scared, I thought it wasn’t a model but some kind of creature that hadn’t fully died, so I emptied the magazine into it.”
“The last shot, I accidentally missed. You won’t blame me, will you? I was so scared.”
“I… won’t…” Lu Sen groaned in pain, clutching his calf.
“That’s good.” Bai Wei crouched down, his long legs folding gracefully. “Darling, can you take care of your leg? Or I could help you make an emergency call.”
He gently touched Lu Sen’s face, his voice devoid of affection: “Darling, for the next week, you can teach math in a wheelchair—if you can still go.”
Lu Sen lay on the floor, shocked, looking at Bai Wei. His calf was burning with intense pain like hellfire, but his throat tightened, and from deep within his spine came a chilling excitement and pleasure.
He wanted to be with Bai Wei now, immediately—if he could think of a way to fix his calf immediately.
But when Bai Wei saw a certain object, his face immediately darkened.
He cursed his gun for not having an eighth bullet.
After the faint sound of gunfire, the supermarket owner next door collapsed onto the bed. He struggled to catch his breath, drawing crosses on his chest, nearly becoming the first fatality of the night.
In the early hours of that night, a van once again drove out of Rose Villa with something inside, but this time, the driver was someone else. The people left at home struggled to tend to their wounds with a first aid kit.
The rooster crowed, and another quiet day in Snow Mountain Town began.
—–
“Bai Wei! Good morning! Tomorrow is the first day of the substitute teaching, how are you preparing? How about Lu Sen?”
Qiao Min’s lively voice came through the phone.
“I’ve already gone through the lecture notes. As for Lu Sen…”
“Hmm? He hasn’t prepared?”
“I don’t know, I’ll go ask.”
“Why do you two seem a bit distant all of a sudden?” Qiao Min teased, “Aren’t you always together? How come you don’t even know if he’s ready?”
Bai Wei hung up the phone, realizing this troubling matter. With only one day left before substitute teaching, he hadn’t supervised Lu Sen’s preparations at all during the three-day tutoring period.
He sat on the sofa, looking at the dark red wallpaper in the room. Thankfully, the house they bought was spacious, and even the left building, where they lived now, still had three bedrooms after converting several rooms into study and activity rooms.
He now stayed in another bedroom, separated from the original master bedroom by a hallway.
Bai Wei rubbed his forehead for a long time and finally made up his mind to head toward the master bedroom.
When he opened the door, he saw Lu Sen sitting in a wheelchair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, reading several math books.
Bai Wei: …
The wheelchair Lu Sen had bought for him ended up being used by Lu Sen himself.
Bai Wei stood at the door. He thought he was expressionless, but everyone could see his face was now sour. Lu Sen turned around and cheerfully said, “Dear!”
“…”
“The doctor said I could remove the bandage in half a month. I’m lucky, my leg bone almost got broken,” Lu Sen said. “Once my leg recovers, we can go on a trip together.”
Bai Wei leaned against the doorframe and coldly replied, “Really? I hope no more trouble you’ve caused comes into our house during these next two weeks.”
Lu Sen said, “It won’t. I’ve already ordered surveillance systems for the front and back yards. After these two incidents, I’ve reflected more on the safety of the house. With this surveillance system, not even a fly will get into our house.”
Bai Wei’s face soured even more, which meant he couldn’t set up any deadly traps in the front and back yards now.
He rubbed his elbow in irritation. What was he thinking two days ago? When he was going upstairs, in the room, why didn’t he just shoot Lu Sen in the head, end it all? Instead, he only shot him in the leg, letting him survive for so long—
After all, the supermarket owner had seen them arguing, and the owner had also seen the gun in Bai Wei’s hand. Bai Wei found a reason for himself.
“Actually, I’m quite surprised,” Lu Sen suddenly said. “Darling, I was really worried that you might move away from Snow Mountain Town because of fear. After all, two strangers broke into the house in just three months, which is really scary. Darling, you’re braver than I ever imagined.”
The biggest unknown creature in this house is you, Bai Wei thought. And your enemy is also an unknown creature.
Still, an unknown creature that sneaks into the house.
“This is my house, my home. The one who should be kicked out of here is the uninvited outsider,” Bai Wei said.
Lu Sen, behind his golden-rimmed glasses, stared at him intently, then suddenly smiled.
“I also hope to stay in Snow Mountain Town forever. After all, I’ve spent the happiest time of my life here,” he said softly. “I hope we can stay here forever and love each other forever.”
Bai Wei: “Don’t worry, hubby, you will definitely stay here forever.”
In a box.
“And I won’t imprison anyone else,” Lu Sen suddenly added. “I have no interest in collecting other people. I only like you. I just want to keep you forever in my home.”
“I won’t cheat, never. Only death can separate us.”
Bai Wei: …
Lu Sen cautiously watched him, seemingly eager for his reaction. “Are you… happy?”
“Oh… that’s good. Not cheating, not divorcing, this won’t bring shame to my family,” Bai Wei said, then felt a bit awkward. He turned his head in the opposite direction.
“I think it’s fine,” he added.
Lu Sen said, “Mm… I think it’s fine too.”
They stopped talking. Lu Sen went back to his math book, and Bai Wei stood by the door for a moment before returning to his room.
Let Lu Sen live until the class substitution.
—–
There were only two middle schools in Snow Mountain Town, Bai Ma and Qing Shan. They were intertwined, constantly at odds, each wanting to trample the other underfoot.
However, even these two middle schools felt the same way about Monday: pain.
But this Monday, Bai Ma Middle School’s ninth grade was in an extreme state of restlessness.
“Teacher Qiao went out of town. She said there will be an unexpected substitute teacher these two weeks. Who do you think the substitute teacher will be?”
“Highly educated, not an old judge, right?”
“Nothing to look forward to. Could it really be a handsome guy?”
After a few brief exchanges, several students returned to their seats with little interest.
Outside the school, Bai Wei took a deep breath.
He adjusted his bow tie and stepped into the school. Lu Sen, in his wheelchair, followed beside him.
“Are they the new substitute teachers?” someone softly said under a parasol tree.
“Probably. Let’s go check it out. The peacock your family donated is still kept in the school’s zoo,” a teacher said.
The other person in a wheelchair simply smiled. His face was pale, looking very weak. On his wheelchair was a small word “Long.”
But his eyes were fixed intently on where the two were walking.
Meanwhile, in Black Harbor City.
“All the positions on the assassin leaderboard have been located, except for the top assassin and the hidden BOSS. There are no clues at all,” said the pink-haired girl. “Where do you think they’re hiding?”
“Everyone leaves traces,” said a player, with a scholarly tone.
The pink-haired girl kicked him. Another person said, “It’s just people, where can they hide…”
“Wait a minute!” someone suddenly said.
She was wearing strange glasses, pointing to a spot under the sea. “There’s a reaction there! Something buried deep! Let’s pull it out and see what it is!”
“Buried deep, and handled well, it’s done by an expert,” several players muttered.
They struggled to pull the item out. After all, it could contain game clues. But when they carefully opened it while wearing gloves, everyone froze.
“What is this thing inside?”
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