DCHHLT Chapter 11

That sentence was like a spell, snapping Liang Xingyuan awake from the reverie that had trapped him in an instant.

His heartbeat faltered. A second before Chu Junshan pushed the door open and came out, he raised a hand and braced it against the ivory-white door, blocking Chu Junshan’s gaze and all that lingering, dripping moisture inside. “…I’m here.”

His voice was still as steady and composed as usual, yet his lightly trembling arm exposed his state of mind at that moment. “Wait for me a moment.”

As soon as Liang Xingyuan finished speaking, his gaze fell on those wildly rampaging tentacles. They seemed to sense that Liang Xingyuan currently wanted nothing more than to chop them to pieces. They immediately became timid, swiftly shrinking back toward the place where Liang Xingyuan had originally been standing.

However, it would still take time for them to retract from the various corners of the room. Liang Xingyuan’s expression darkened slightly. Keeping an eye on those tentacles that were always so unruly, he reached into the wardrobe and took out the bath towel Chu Junshan needed.

Only after supervising every last tentacle as it retracted back into his body did Liang Xingyuan turn his head and let out a deep breath.

It was just that…

Had Chu Junshan seen what was outside the door just now?

At the thought of this, Liang Xingyuan loosened his grip on the bathroom door, then tightened it around the handle again. As if making up his mind, he pulled the door open.

The hot, humid air, mingled with the fragrance of body wash, rushed toward him. Liang Xingyuan had already resumed his usual gentle and refined demeanor, wearing a polite smile as he held out the bath towel. “Sorry. I forgot to prepare a fresh bath towel for you in the bathroom.”

“It’s okay.” Chu Junshan lifted his gaze and looked straight into Liang Xingyuan’s eyes, which inevitably appeared deep and shadowed in the dim light. Then he suddenly said, “It’s just that… I’m rather curious about something.”

Liang Xingyuan’s heart, which had only just settled, shot back up into his throat in an instant. He even forgot to breathe as he struggled to maintain the courtesy expected of a human. “Hm?”

“What was wrong with you just now? Why is your face so red?” Chu Junshan asked.

Liang Xingyuan froze for a moment and instinctively followed his words, reaching up to touch his own cheek. “It isn’t, is it?”

“Your ears are red, too.” Chu Junshan rubbed his soaking-wet, soft hair with the bath towel. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he stated the fact in his usual indifferent tone, “Were you embarrassed?”

“!” Liang Xingyuan took a step back. All his doubts vanished completely, and he stammered out an explanation, “N-No…”

Chu Junshan studied him seriously for a while before reaching a conclusion. “You were.”

He walked around Liang Xingyuan, who was still standing there in a tangle of conflicting thoughts, and strode out.

Only after Chu Junshan had gone some distance did Liang Xingyuan belatedly realize—

It seemed that Chu Junshan had flirted with him again.

Out of Chu Junshan’s sight, Liang Xingyuan could finally let down his guard a little. The tentacles, whose concealment had not been particularly successful, tentatively extended the tips of their feelers and vividly mimicked Chu Junshan’s tone from earlier—

“Were you embarrassed?”

Liang Xingyuan: “.”

He suppressed the flutter in his heart caused by what Chu Junshan had just done and replied coldly, “You don’t want to live any longer?”

The tentacles had already seen just how insane Liang Xingyuan could become when he went mad—insane enough to even discard his own body. They silently shut up and slowly receded like the tide at dawn.

However, after all that commotion, Liang Xingyuan remembered something.

…Chu Junshan smelled so good. His tentacles were becoming harder and harder to control.

This was something that had not happened for a very long time since he came into this world.

He raised a hand and unconsciously pressed it over where his heart was.

The “human” heart was beating steadily, one beat after another. It tried its best to imitate the most ordinary rhythm, yet when Liang Xingyuan was alone, it suddenly began beating faster.

Could it be because… his heart rate had increased?

He realized that whenever he talked to Chu Junshan, touched him, or even merely looked at him, he would begin to lose control.

Liang Xingyuan shook his head. After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to seek the help of modern human medicine.

First, he casually walked into the kitchen and turned off the stove that was still on. He glanced at Chu Junshan, who was working at the small coffee table in the living room, then carefully closed the door to the study.

Liang Xingyuan opened his laptop and, somewhat awkwardly, navigated to an online medical consultation website. Silently, he booked an online consultation with a doctor from a top-tier Class A hospital.

The profile picture of a very composed-looking doctor flashed twice. Before long, he received a message: “Hello. Please describe your current condition.”

Liang Xingyuan hesitated for a moment. Eight tentacles extended from behind him and rapidly typed across the keyboard. “Can I say anything?”

The doctor answered readily, “Of course.”

“A few days ago, I met someone I like.” Liang Xingyuan carefully considered his wording and cautiously typed out a message. “But I’ve realized that whenever I’m in front of him, I only need to look at him once to feel an intense urge that I can’t suppress. What should I do about that?”

The doctor fell silent for a moment, presumably not expecting that one day, as a doctor, he would also have to moonlight as a relationship counselor. “That’s perfectly normal. After all, it’s someone you like. Your problem is…?”

“Is it still normal if it’s very excessive?”

“How excessive?”

Liang Xingyuan hesitated for a while and thought about it seriously for a moment before answering, “I want to keep him locked by my side and never let him go anywhere. I want his lips to be forever kissing my body. I want to possess him more deeply, to have every part of him completely…”

“Uh.” The doctor hesitated for a moment before silently replying, “…You have a s*x addiction.”

Liang Xingyuan: “…?”

He went blank for a second. “What?”

After finishing the work that Jiang Chun had failed to complete a few days ago, Chu Junshan pushed open the door to the study. Liang Xingyuan was sitting by the window, completely absorbed in reading a webpage on his iPad that was filled with dense text.

He was so engrossed that he did not notice Chu Junshan’s arrival at all.

“What are you reading?” Chu Junshan brought over a cup of hot chocolate and set it beside him. “Aren’t you going to eat?”

Liang Xingyuan seemed startled by his sudden appearance. He immediately put on a calm and composed expression, straightened up slightly, his shoulders and back becoming rigidly upright, and cleared his throat. “Nothing. Were you waiting for me to eat?”

He turned his head and met Chu Junshan’s clear, crystalline eyes. Thinking of the papers and materials he had just read, his heart sank. He looked away.

Yet even after turning his head, Liang Xingyuan could still sense that Chu Junshan’s gaze seemed to remain fixed on his face. “I was.”

Liang Xingyuan… Liang Xingyuan felt even more ashamed.

Chu Junshan truly was a very good, almost perfect partner, yet the qualities he carried were so enticing that they kept making him want to hurt him.

What he clearly wanted to give Chu Junshan was affection, but in the end… would all he be able to bring him be harm?

With a heavy heart, Liang Xingyuan nodded. “Thank you.”

He absolutely could not continue being like he had been today, constantly having thoughts of wanting to hurt Chu Junshan.

He was a monster. Before he escaped from the infinite game, he had also witnessed scenes of other monsters having s*x.

In the law-of-the-jungle world of the infinite game, monsters had very simple standards when choosing mates. They would prioritize partners who looked healthy and strong, so as to ensure that the offspring they produced would be physically robust.

But Chu Junshan was an ordinary human.

He was completely different from those monsters and could not be compared to them at all. He had no hard armor, no sharp bone spurs, nor did he possess any of those abilities that could keep him alive.

He was merely a human who, compared with the other monsters, was extraordinarily frail and utterly powerless.

The more Liang Xingyuan thought about it, the more heartbroken he became.

He had to protect Chu Junshan properly. He absolutely could not hurt him!

However, while Liang Xingyuan was secretly making up his mind, he failed to notice that Chu Junshan, beside him, was also quietly observing the expression on his face. His pale pink lips pressed together as they curved slightly upward.

Chu Junshan did not know what Liang Xingyuan was thinking, but the way he was trying so hard to think—

Was really adorable.

His eyes curved as he thought to himself.

…

After lunch, Liang Xingyuan took Yaoyaoling out for another walk under the pretense of walking the dog. In reality, he tied Yaoyaoling to a pavilion and began reading some medical literature.

For humans, paying excessive attention to others and being unable to control one’s own desires was, in fact, a sign of a lack of self-control.

The greatest difference between humans and monsters was that humans were innately capable of restraining themselves through rules and regulations, establishing moral boundaries within their hearts to prevent themselves from doing things like murder and robbery.

But for Liang Xingyuan, this was a field he had barely ever encountered.

In the infinite game, killing took place in every corner, every minute, and every second.

The strong won, and the weak lost. That was the only principle. The players and monsters within it also rarely followed any sort of order. Indulging their desires and instincts was the norm.

However, it was only shortly before someone first cleared that world that this situation finally began to improve.

At that time, Liang Xingyuan had only just developed a power base of his own and occupied a territory of his own, so he had not paid much attention to human society.

Liang Xingyuan only knew that in such a world overflowing with material desires, being able to establish a complete set of social rules was already an exceptionally rare and admirable ability for humans.

He did not know that human who seemed capable of anything. But with such an outstanding example before him, he suddenly felt that perhaps… he could do it, too.

In the afternoon, Chu Junshan had some writing to catch up on and did not pay attention to what Liang Xingyuan was doing.

Liang Xingyuan spent the entire afternoon sitting in the small pavilion, stuffing all eight of his brains full of human notions of propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame.

Only after he had absorbed enough to satisfy himself did he contentedly lead Yaoyaoling, who had already collapsed onto the ground, back home.

Unlike the house’s usual pitch-black darkness, this was the first time Liang Xingyuan returned home to find the lights already on.

A warm, overflowing sense of fullness instantly spread throughout his entire body.

…Chu Junshan was home.

Now, he had a home of his own, too.

A happy, perfect family, just as he had imagined.

Somewhat moved, Liang Xingyuan pushed the door open and stepped inside. The moment he set down Yaoyaoling’s leash, it shot toward Chu Junshan, who was sitting on the tatami in the living room. When it was less than half a meter away from him, however, it slammed on the brakes and came to a stop, wagging its tail enthusiastically at Chu Junshan as it let out aggrieved whimpers.

Liang Xingyuan lifted his eyes. The moment his gaze fell upon Chu Junshan sitting there, he could no longer look away.

He must have taken another shower and was dressed in a silk pajama top. The temperature tonight was not low. Perhaps because he felt warm, Chu Junshan had undone two buttons, revealing a pair of delicate, beautiful collarbones. The dim yellow light softened his outline. The cold aloofness about him seemed to gradually melt away beneath its glow, like solid ice slowly thawing in spring. In short… he was utterly enticing.

Almost at the same moment, the tentacles that Liang Xingyuan had spent the entire afternoon soothing instantly began to stir restlessly, as though they were about to burst out in front of Chu Junshan the very next second!

Liang Xingyuan: “!”

Restrain oneself and return to propriety! Restrain oneself and return to propriety!

He silently repeated this to himself. Just as he was looking for a chance to slip away and spend some time alone in peace, Chu Junshan raised his head at just the right moment and looked at him. “Does it smell good?”

Liang Xingyuan blanked out for a moment before answering honestly, “It smells really good…”

Chu Junshan smiled. “Would you like to review kissing, Teacher Liang?”

Liang Xingyuan’s heart skipped a beat. He took a deep breath, then, as if resigned to his fate, bent down and kissed him.

Lowering his eyes, he saw Chu Junshan’s thick, dark eyelashes trembling lightly with each breath. The pair of eyes that usually showed little expression were now veiled in a faint mist, like a cold pool after a fresh rain, making it impossible to see clearly what emotions lay within them.

Chu Junshan looked icy and cold. Even his lips were like cool pieces of porcelain. Yet only someone who truly kissed them would discover that Chu Junshan’s lips were very soft.

If he could, Liang Xingyuan would be willing to do exactly as he had said—to kiss him every moment of every day.

Kissing should be a common way for humans to express intimacy with one another. It was as though the tip of Liang Xingyuan’s heart had been warmed until it melted, leaving it soft and tender.

Even as he immersed himself in the feeling, another part of him could not help but despise himself.

Liang Xingyuan, oh, Liang Xingyuan! You really are an idiot who can’t resist temptation!

That kiss, together with Chu Junshan’s fragrance, seemed like a signal. Very quickly, Liang Xingyuan keenly noticed the subtle reactions in other parts of his body.

It was not just those surging, uncontrollable tentacles—even… ‘that’ had begun to stir restlessly as well.

Liang Xingyuan stiffened. His gaze passed over Chu Junshan’s shoulder and fell toward his own waist.

Only he could see it: several black shadows were stirring there, flaunting themselves as they openly defied Liang Xingyuan.

Liang Xingyuan took a deep breath and forcibly maintained his body in a delicate balance, not allowing Chu Junshan to notice even the slightest subtle change taking place in him.

Just as he was struggling to keep himself under control, Chu Junshan’s voice suddenly came from where their chests were pressed together. The faint vibrations made Liang Xingyuan’s back stiffen. His entire body seemed as though it had been sealed by a spell—he did not dare move at all.

“…Teacher Liang,” Chu Junshan said. “I want to ask you a question.”

Liang Xingyuan was startled. After taking a moment to react, he felt as though even his breathing had stopped. “Hm?”

Yet Chu Junshan seemed completely unaware of his stiffness. “Tomorrow, a friend of mine is treating me to a meal, and we’ll also talk about some work-related matters while we’re there. Do you want to come?”

This answer dispelled Liang Xingyuan’s panic. As if overcome with lingering fear, he let out a breath of relief and replied, “…If I wouldn’t be interrupting you, then of course I’d be very willing to.”

Meeting Chu Junshan’s friend… Did that mean that Chu Junshan was gradually opening up his own social circle to him?

That was the kind of treatment only someone very close to him would receive, right…?

While feeling sweetness well up in his heart, Liang Xingyuan let out an almost imperceptible sigh, feeling somewhat troubled.

He really… liked Chu Junshan so much. What would he do if Chu Junshan found out that he was a monster?

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