Chapter 117: Then Keep Believing

While the two slept soundly here, on the other side at the banquet:

Chen Yu took the child and left the gathering.

“It’s time to sleep. You can’t stay up late.”

“Then sleep with me.”

Ye Xing clung to his waist tightly, refusing to let go. Chen Yu responded with a soft “hmm” and led him upstairs.

“By the way, where did Mumu and the others go?”

Ye Xing glanced back, but the entire hall showed no sign of Lin Mu or Fu Jingmo.

“Hmph, worrying about others again.”

“Hehe, I call it doing a good deed.”

——

Morning light pierced through the thin mist of Shancheng and shone on the window.

The tattered red curtains couldn’t block the sunlight, which spilled over the two figures nestled beneath the white cover.

The tall man held the slightly frail person in his arms in a protective posture. His sharp, cold features were calm and clear, showing that he hadn’t been asleep at all.

The person in his arms fluttered their eyelashes lightly, as if about to wake up. Fu Jingmo immediately closed his eyes.

Lin Mu frowned, the sunlight was a bit harsh, so he buried his head deeper into the blanket.

This movement instantly made him aware of the arm draped across his waist.

He froze for a moment, then opened his eyes, only to see a handsome face right in front of him.

Normally, by the time he woke up, Fu Jingmo would already be practicing his abilities. There wasn’t a single day where he’d still be in bed.

As his thoughts slowly came together, the events of the previous night gradually became clear in his mind.

…

Last night…

He and Fu Jingmo…

Hugged again? Kissed again? And… cried?

His brain, still slightly aching from the hangover, felt sluggish. He curled his fingers and tapped his forehead a few times.

He looked again at the person in front of him. Even his sleeping posture was so domineering, as if Lin Mu were his little lamb, kept and cared for in his arms.

But… Fu Jingmo was truly handsome. The buzz cut he had before leaving Wushi had grown out a bit.

Clearly, it was an awkward length—not too long, not too short—yet it didn’t look out of place on him at all. Instead, it added a touch of casualness and a wild, untamed charm.

His eyebrows were thick and dark yet slender, probably what people described as “soaring brows reaching the temples,” softening the roguish edge of his face by three parts.

His slightly deep-set eyes, when stared at, could make one’s heart tremble.

A straight, prominent nose, a sharp jawline, and… slightly thin lips.

He suddenly remembered the force of these lips kissing him last night—overbearing, dominant, and impossible to resist.

Instinctively, Lin Mu touched his own lips, then his neck. When his fingers pressed a certain spot, a faint soreness spread…

As expected, his memory hadn’t failed him. This spot had been nibbled on repeatedly for quite some time.

He stayed silent for a long while, and the person pretending to sleep could no longer keep up the act. With a smirk, Fu Jingmo moved closer and teased in a tone that begged for a beating:

“Lin Xiao Mu, am I really that handsome? Staring at me for so long?”

“Last night—were you satisfied? You’re not going to leave two bills and then turn your back on me, are you?”

“…”

Lin Mu stared at the head resting on his shoulder, speechless.

He could feel the arm draped across his waist vibrating slightly with the laughter, and his body stiffened instantly.

“You… still not getting up?”

Fu Jingmo lifted his head and gave him a quick kiss. “Why get up?”

“…We should head back. He Ze and the others might—”

A finger pressed against his lips with slight force. Fu Jingmo shook his head. “Why is the first name you say after waking up someone else’s?”

“…”

“Stop messing around,” 

Lin Mu retorted dryly, without much energy.

“I can’t get up. Let me rest for a bit.”

After holding someone all night, it’s not like he was physically incapable.

Back in Room 113, when daytime training was reduced and his energy wasn’t fully spent, he’d wake up the next day practically ready to destroy the bedframe.

Now, holding someone like this… damn, he was about to lose his mind.

As he spoke, he pulled the person closer. Lin Mu instantly understood his meaning and froze, not daring to move.