The Green Tea is Always Targeting The Wrong Person (GREENTEA)
"I was tempted by lust."
"I wasn't."
"I was tempted by lust?"
"I wasn't!"
Before the black gate floated a delicate pink flower, its petals being plucked one by one, scattering into the void and disappearing. Each petal represented Fang Tian's tangled heart.
At that moment, Da Xiao Long Brothers finally returned with the Evil Spirit, A Hao, the very one who had followed Yue Chu back to the apartment after their adventure in the Haunted House.
A Hao, whose body was as strong as an iron tower, now seemed as fragile as paper in front of Fang Tian. He knelt tremblingly on the ground as his mind kept racing for ways to exonerate himself.
Da Long knelt down, not daring to lift his head. "Master, the Evil Spirit A Hao has been brought before you."
Only then did Fang Tian stop plucking the petals and looked up at A Hao.
With just one glance, A Hao was terrified, feeling as if he was about to be cast into Avici Hell, never to be reincarnated.
He didn't care about his dignity and wanted to beg for mercy, but before he could speak, he felt excruciating pain throughout his body before he was instantly torn into pieces and sucked into the dark gate.
Da Xiao Long Brothers was shocked and became even more respectful, lowering themselves as if they were mute and blind.
The commotion disturbed the Golden Talismans around the gate, and a dazzling golden light descended from the sky before striking the black gate.
However, such heart-wrenching pain was already familiar to Fang Tian. The black gate didn't even tremble, and the sleeping black dragons lazily yawned in response to the Golden Talismans.
After casually disposing of the trash, Fang Tian suddenly looked up at Da Xiao Long Brothers. These days, Da Xiao Long Brothers have been with Yue Chu day and night, so they must know a lot.
He immediately became interested at the same time, feeling his heartbeat quicken.
"How have you found Yue Chu these days?"
Da Xiao Long Brothers looked at each other, not knowing what their boss meant, but still answered honestly: "Don't know / Didn't notice."
Fang Tian clicked his tongue impatiently. These two guys, how could they be so stupid!
He changed his question: "Is he good-looking?"
Da Long shook his head, Xiao Long nodded.
Seeing this, Fang Tian was furious again.
He gritted his teeth and glared at Da Long: "What's not good-looking about him? Are you blind?"
Then he glanced darkly at Xiao Long: "You think he's good-looking, do you have ulterior motives?!"
Da Long and Xiao Long felt more wronged than Dou E, their hearts like a snowstorm in June.
The phrase "more wronged than Dou E" is a Chinese idiom derived from the Yuan Dynasty play “The Injustice to Dou E” by Guan Hanqing. Dou E, a child bride wrongly convicted of murder, became a symbol of unjust suffering and miscarriages of justice. The play's most iconic moment—snow falling in June—symbolizes the absurdity and impossibility of her innocence being hidden.
Fang Tian snorted coldly, feeling that sending these two annoying guys over was the most regrettable thing he had done recently.
However, after a moment of silence, he couldn't help but ask: "How is he doing? What does he like to eat? What does he like to play? Where does he usually go?"
The questions fired at Da Xiao Long Brothers like a machine gun, startling them so much that they didn't know which one to answer.
Da Xiao Long Brothers secretly exchanged a glance and shook their heads in unison, indicating that they knew nothing except for diligently carrying out their protection duties.
Fang Tian was extremely annoyed, hating that all his subordinates were fools, but deep down, he felt a hint of pleasure, as he didn't want anyone to know Yue Chu better than he did.
Impatiently waving them away, he stared at his phone, pondering how else he could get closer to Yue Chu besides chatting.
Looking through their previous chat records and seeing the photos he had sent to Yue Chu, he became more and more dissatisfied.
Why did I send a photo of this body? The face isn't handsome enough, the height isn't tall enough. Everything is flawed!
Fang Tian regretted not taking the time to thoroughly search through the warehouse where he stored his bodies to find the most handsome one.
Body..
At this thought, Fang Tian's eyes suddenly lit up as he realized how he could approach Yue Chu.
Yue Chu emerged from the Cangnan Forest in the evening, with the nearest bus stop still three kilometers away, so he had no choice but to walk back.
As dusk deepened, the forest behind him turned into a dark mass, losing the vibrant greenery of the day. Silent birds flew across the sky, carrying the sunset as vivid as fresh blood, traversing the vast expanse of the forest and disappearing into the horizon along with the evening glow.
Finally, he stepped from the dirt road onto the gray cement road, and right beside the blue temporary parking sign, a bright green taxi happened to be parked there.
Yue Chu marveled at his good luck and walked over to knock on the car window.
The window rolled down, and a young driver turned to look at him. Despite appearing physically strong, the driver's skin and lips were unusually pale, exuding a sickly, lifeless aura.
Yet, the driver's eyes were strikingly dark, reflecting Yue Chu's image as if trying to drag him into an endless abyss of darkness.
"East Train Station, are you going?"
Yue Chu bent down and politely inquire.
"Please get in."
The driver's voice was hoarse, like a scratched radio tape and grating on the ears, but his attitude was very courteous, making one feel a sense of goodwill.
Hailing a taxi here was difficult, so without much thought, Yue Chu slung his backpack over his shoulder and sat in the passenger seat.
Despite it being the warm weather of late spring and early summer, the car felt as if the air conditioning was cranked up to the max, instantly chilling him and making him shiver.
The driver seemed to notice his discomfort and lightly tapped twice on the black leather-wrapped steering wheel, immediately raising the temperature to a comfortable level.
Yue Chu was slightly taken aback and turned his head to look at the driver with his gaze slightly probing.
Something felt off...
The driver noticed his gaze and awkwardly forced out an unpleasant smile before leaning his entire body towards Yue Chu.
The two were now very close, so close that Yue Chu could smell the icy, snow-like scent emanating from the driver. It was then that he noticed there was no trace of the usual cigarette smell in the car or on the driver, only a sharp coldness, as if frost had descended.
But... this posture was too close. What was he trying to do?
Yue Chu slightly furrowed his brows and placed a hand on the driver, only to find that the body beneath his hand was also cold and devoid of any warmth, not at all like a normal human being.
His heart skipped a beat, and he calmly looked up at the driver: "What are you doing?"
As he spoke, his hand subtly reached into his backpack and pulled out a fruit knife before gripping the handle in reverse and ready to slash the driver's neck at the slightest sign of trouble.
The driver—no, Fang Tian, who had possessed the driver's body—felt dizzy and his heart pounding like thunder.
He had only intended to kindly fasten Yue Chu's seatbelt, but this unintentional closeness had brought them into an intimate proximity.
Yue Chu's face was right next to his, so close that he could count the long eyelashes and see the reflection in those clear pupils.
The full, blood-red lips parted and closed as the voice that came out was like wind chimes gently ringing in the breeze and producing a pleasant sound that struck Fang Tian's trembling heart.
He could even smell the faint fragrance emanating from Yue Chu as an indescribable scent that slowly seeped into the depths of his heart, making him feel as if he were drunk, dizzy and disoriented.
Not to mention the hand that touched his body, with its distinct knuckles, long and fair fingers, and even the oval-shaped pink nails that were perfectly charming.
Fang Tian swallowed hard before struggling to squeeze out the words from his throat: "I want to help you fasten your seatbelt."
Yue Chu coldly refused and forcefully pushed him back into his seat with a firm hand, and fastened the seatbelt himself.
"No need, I can do it myself."
Fang Tian dejectedly sat back in his seat while cursing himself for not being quick enough.
Yet, looking at Yue Chu's cold demeanor, his heart raced even faster.
This Yue Chu was completely different from the one he had chatted with before. Did it mean that Yue Chu also felt something for him...
Fang Tian felt as if the whole world had brightened as a sweet, silly smile curling at the corners of his mouth as he secretly glanced at Yue Chu out of the corner of his eye.
The more he looked, the more he liked, and the more his heart felt as if it were filled with honey, making his eyes brim with joy.
But Yue Chu suddenly grabbed the steering wheel, swerving to avoid an oncoming small truck, and shot a displeased look at Fang Tian.
How was this guy driving? Not even looking at the road and just heading straight for another car?
Fang Tian, who was being glared at, felt that those shimmering eyes were like a galaxy made of fine, scattered sand, cold yet gentle, and crashing into his soul, leaving him with nothing but a smile on his face.
Yue Chu pursed his thin lips as a hint of anger coloring his brows. ‘Was this driver an idiot?’
Finally, they reached their destination.
Yue Chu took out his phone to pay, pushed open the car door, and was about to get out when someone grabbed his wrist.
His expression immediately darkened and the gentle smile that always lingered at the corners of his eyes completely vanished, leaving only a coldness.
Turning around, he saw the driver grinning shamelessly as the hand gripping his wrist gently rubbing it twice.
Yue Chu's eyes sharpened, and he turned to pull the door shut.
The car shook violently for a moment before Yue Chu elegantly stepped out with his face once again adorned with a gentle smile, like a golden ray of sunshine piercing through transparent clouds, dispelling the darkness with its dazzling light.
Fang Tian, panting heavily, slumped in his seat with red marks from being hit on his mouth and eyes, yet he still smiled brightly, like the clear sky after rain, his eyes shining.
Even an angry Yue Chu was so charming!
He touched the wound on his mouth, feeling the pain in his body but sweetness in his heart.
Yue Chu bought his ticket and lined up to enter through the station entrance. Placing his bag on the machine, he stepped onto the platform and spread his arms, waiting for inspection.
The person inspecting him was a young man, looking particularly spirited in his uniform. Seeing him approach, he immediately flashed a bright smile, his wheat-colored skin and dark eyes making him appear exceptionally cheerful.
Yue Chu politely returned the smile, but soon his smile slightly stiffened, as the hand touching him didn't move away quickly like the other staff's hands, but instead pressed slightly as it moved over his body.
He frowned and looked at the man, who not only didn't realize his mistake but instead grinned, his voice hoarse as he told Yue Chu to turn around.
Yue Chu furrowed his brows, but since the inspection was brief, he ultimately didn't make a scene.
He stood at a distance with his backpack on and observing the man. Seeing him, the man quickly and methodically began his inspection with his expression slightly darkening.
‘What's going on? Did he step on rotten peach blossoms today? Everywhere he went, he encountered strange people.’
Once on the train, he quickly found his seat and stuffed his backpack onto the luggage rack.
He had just sat down when a young man with a buzz cut walked up to him while smiling brightly, and took the seat next to him.
It was a two-seater, and the high-speed train seats weren't particularly cramped. With a bit of care, they wouldn't touch each other. But the man's arm and leg were pressed firmly against him. Yue Chu shifted inward a bit, and the man followed suit by moving closer.
Yue Chu's lips pressed into a straight line and his eyes filled with warning as he looked at the man. But instead of feeling ashamed, the man seemed to take pride in it and smirking back in defiance.
This guy...
A cold smile curved Yue Chu's lips. He directly picked up the water cup on the table and poured it onto the man's legs, the scalding hot water drenching the sensitive area between his thighs.
The man stared blankly at the water stains on his clothes while somewhat guiltily touching his nose, but he didn't react with the furious or flustered response Yue Chu had expected.
Very calmly, he took out a tissue from his bag and wiped himself with his smile filled with indulgence and appeasement. "It's fine. The weather's hot; it'll dry quickly."
A spark flashed in Yue Chu's eyes as his fingers tightening with a crisp sound.
He really is asking for a beating.
Translator:
Fang Tian is asking for a love beating.
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