As the Minor Gay Love Rival in Het Novels

Chapter 7.5

For the very first time, Fan Yuan realised that pretending to sleep was actually such a tall feat! It absolutely wasn’t because his professional skills weren’t up to standard, nor because his acting skills had deteriorated, but solely because of this male lead-daren! There was a problem with him, okay!

A certain someone was resting good and well, so what the hell were you staring for? Why the f*ck were you staring for?! If you want to fight, just say it! Anyway- anyway laozi can’t beat you in a fight! QAQ

Xiao Wu: “......”

He had slept too much previously, so he didn’t feel a single shred of drowsiness at the current moment. The reason why he pretended to sleep and refused to wake was actually because he had to find Jiang Meng once he woke up, and he really didn’t want to look for the female lead right now! He had just done her dirty, who knew if that woman would go crazy and finish him off.

Then again, Fan Yuan thought, death wasn’t terrifying, what was terrifying was the failure of the mission. Yan Rui would surely laugh at him and he would never see the end of it! He didn’t want to perform a mission alone in the future anymore, the path ahead was way too bleak!

Thus, he had made up his mind that no matter how intense the male lead’s gaze was, he wouldn’t move a single inch, just like an immovable mountain. He would stick to his plan of pretending to sleep to the very end. Anyway, he was a thick-skinned person, if you love to look, then look!

It was at that moment that he heard Han Lang call out softly into his ear, “Xiao Yuan, wake up.... Eat something before going back to sleep......”

Fan Yuan, “......” Why the heck aren’t you playing by the book!

How do you put it? It was impossible for you to wake a person who was pretending to be asleep, so Fan Yuan had to wake up, lest the male lead find out that he had been pretending to sleep all this while _ (:з」∠)_

Blankly, Fan Yuan opened his eyes with a squint. When he saw the male lead in front of him, he kept his voice languid and asked slowly, “Have we reached? Where is my sister?”

Hearing him ask about Jiang Meng as soon as he woke up, a cold light flitted through Han Lang’s eyes, but his expression revealed nothing. He quietly replied, “Your sister has already gone to rest, visit her tomorrow morning. You haven’t eaten all day, get up and eat a little.”

Fan Yuan naturally knew that Han Lang was lying to him. Although he was extremely pleased that he didn’t have to go find Jiang Meng, he still had to keep up his pretense. After all, from the standpoint of the original host, he had yet to get to know anyone except for his abusive sister, so he should be extremely upset.

Appearing reluctant, he whispered softly, “My sister is really here? You didn’t lie to me?”

Han Lang couldn’t help but laugh at his question. The child was truly a blur little one. Back then, the boy hadn’t even questioned him clearly and simply followed him back, and only now did he want to check if he was a man who harboured evil intentions. It was too late for the child to escape even if he wanted to.

He asked with a smile, “If I were a liar, isn’t it too late for you to regret it now?”

Fan Yuan didn’t expect that this person would make such a bad joke with him, so he could only turn pale and shrink back with the quilt in his arms, looking completely helpless.

With black-bellied amusement, Han Lang grabbed his chin and teased, “Tell me, what do you have that is so worthy of me lying towards you? Do you have resources, guns, or the intellect......your skin is extremely good though, and your figure is also not bad, how about coming to warm my bed?”

This time, Fan Yuan was really scared as well! With things like grabbing a little young boy back to warm his bed, was the male lead really straight?!

“Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu! How high is the male lead’s favour towards me right now?”

“Ding, it has just reached 58.”

The normal degree of favour when one liked a stranger was around 50. Meanwhile, his appearance was more pleasing to the eye, so the male lead’s initial favour for him was a little higher than normal. But even then, it only amounted to 53 points. Even if 5 points were added later on, that would still fall into the favour degree between acquaintances, not even friends.

Fan Yuan secretly felt relieved, and even thought that he had become too sensitive to this kind of topic. Perhaps the male lead was simply a mensao . He then composed himself and thought about how he would respond to these part-mocking, part-teasing words according to the original host’s personality.

While Fan Yuan’s brain speedily came up with a plan, it in fact, occurred in a flash. After his short period of deliberation, Fan Yuan bit his lower lip and suddenly looked like he wanted to cry, “I’m not of age yet!”

Han Lang: “&#k2026;&#k2026;”

Yes, the original host was a narcissist. In his eyes, it was not surprising if any man fell in love with him.

Fan Yuan continued to be thick-skinned, “And currently I don’t like you yet&#k2026;&#k2026;” The implication was: You can’t force me.

Han Lang didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. He didn’t expect the child to be so serious. He had no choice but to explain helplessly, “I was teasing you. Your sister is really in our camp, and I don’t feel that way towards men. Of course, I don’t have a girl I like right now&#k2026;&#k2026;. What I mean is that no one is going to force you to do anything against your will, you can rest assured.”

Fan Yuan still had some doubts, “Then why do you want to sleep in the same tent as me?”

“......” Han Lang quickly gave a smooth reply, “I’m here to bring you food, I’ll be leaving right after.”

Fan Yuan held a bag of bread in his hand as he stared at Han Lang wordlessly. The corners of Han Lang’s mouth raised at this, before he turned and left his own tent.

Seeing that he had really left, Fan Yuan opened the bag and began eating in small bites. At long last, no one was going to be staring at him while he slept, plus he could take the entire bed for himself. He practically leaping for joy at the thought of it.

But what was up with Feng Ze? He barely took a look at him and his favour dropped from 49 to 43, how bizarre! Did the original host’s appearance really put him off?

Regardless of the truth behind it, his previous plan had to be changed.

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Han Lang was chased out from his own tent — a disgraceful matter that he never intended to tell others about. He planned to go to Lei Siye and squeeze in for a night, and he saw that the very man had just returned from outside entirely covered in blood, looking as if he was about to head to change his clothes.

He frowned and asked, “What is up with you like this? You left the camp so late?”

Lei Siye threw a glanced back at him, but he didn’t reply. Han Lang could only vaguely discern the gleam of bloodlust in Siye’s eyes — it seemed that he had killed people to the point where he couldn’t control himself.

With a low, solemn tone, he reprimanded, “Speak! I have said long ago that no one is allowed to head out alone once it turns dark! Why don’t you obey the order?! You’ve been a soldier before, you should know the importance of obedience! ”

It was only after a while that he heard Lei Siye’s ghost-like voice, “I’m was out looking for someone.”

Han Lang was about to ask him who he was looking for, but he suddenly came to realisation, asking in disbelief, “Were you looking for Jiang Yuan?”

Lei Siye took off his bloody coat and calmly replied, “I came back to change. I’ll continue searching after this. If I can’t find him......”

He looked at Han Lang, each of his words laced with coldness, “Then he must have been killed off by Jiang Meng. A vicious woman like that cannot remain.”

The undisguised murderous intent in his tone caught Han Lang off guard. When he came back to his senses, Lei Siye had already changed his clothes and was ready to head out. Han Lang called out, “Jiang Yuan has already been found. He suffered quite a huge fright. He’s resting in my place right now.”

Le Siye abruptly halted and whipped towards Han Lang’s tent. With a frown on his face, Han Lang followed him to see what the heck he was up to.

Fan Yuan was nibbling at his piece of bread when the tent’s curtain was lifted, and a tall silhouette loomed over him. Before he could react, his two cheeks were pinched hard by the other person, painful to the point where his tears were threatening to fall down. He almost let out a string of curses, but he barely managed to hold himself back.

Lei Siye no longer carried the same murderous aura as he did just now, and had recovered to his roguish demeanour once again. He burst out laughing, “Really not dead, really not dead! Boy, your life is full of luck huh!”

Fan Yuan glared at him with reddened eyes, “Still not letting go?! I’m going to die of pain even if I didn’t die earlier today!”

Only then did Lei Siye release his face, and instead, he pulled Fan Yuan into an embrace and patted him a few times on the back. This time, he carefully made sure he didn’t use too much strength, lest his pats gave the boy some kind of internal injury.

Fan Yuan only heard the uncouth fellow say in a deep voice, “It’s good that you’re still alive. I thought that your abusive sister went crazy and killed you. I was blaming myself like hell, I even wanted to take revenge for you!”

Fan Yuan couldn’t help but have black lines in his head. Your favour only increased by one, you still want to take revenge for laozi, you bastard?!

Though he was thinking that way on the inside, he words still came across as extremely sincere, “Thank you so much for caring about me, but my sister and I are still siblings in the end. Although we don’t come from the same mother, we still have the same father. She won’t treat me like that.”

Lei Siye’s brows furrowed, then he reached out to pinch Fan Yuan’s cheek again. He scolded, “Can you use your head? That woman is not some kind of good-hearted person. I can tell that she really wants to kill you!”

With tears in his eyes from the pain, Fan Yuan reached his hand out to push him away and sobbed, “I think you’re the one who wants to kill me! You want me to die of pain, don’t you?!”

Hearing this, Lei Siye let go of his face. He took out a cigarette and held it by the corner of his lips without lighting it. With a smirk, he said, “Why are you like a little girl? You cry so easily, but you look more beautiful than a woman. Don’t tell me that there isn’t a d*ck down there?”

Once he finished speaking, he reached down towards Fan Yuan’s lower body. Fan Yuan recoiled reflexively, but Lei Siye clasped his hand over his shoulder with one hand and it was hard to get rid of. Seeing that his chastity was at stake, Han Lang finally couldn’t watch any further. He hurriedly spoke up to stop him, “Stop making a fool of yourself. Xiao Yuan received quite a fright today, let him have a good rest.”

Fan Yuan,”Touch......touched it Ｏ(≧口≦)Ｏ”

Han Lang: “......”

Lei Siye gave it a little light squeeze and broke out into a ruffian-like laugh, “A little brat whose hair hasn’t even grown out.”

Han Lang saw that Fan Yuan had received such a huge blow that his entire person was frozen, and then he exhorted, “You’re still young. Give a few years, and you’ll become a real man just like us.”

However, this didn’t comfort Fan Yuan at all. He already didn’t feel so good, and his mind was filled with one thought —— his little bird had not only been touched by someone else, but also given! A! Little! Squeeze! He couldn’t imagine how to deal with a certain someone’s anger when he went back!

Lei Siye, the main culprit, didn’t feel a single shred of guilt. Rubbing Fan Yuan’s small head of fluffy hair, he whispered, “Want to know how to grow a big bird?”

Fan Yuan was completely stunned, and thus his attention was successfully caught as he softly gave an ‘en’ in acknowledgement.

Han Lang had no idea what they were talking about, so his curiosity was piqued, but he was embarrassed to go over and listen. As he was struggling to decide, Lei Siye glanced back and said, “I’ll take Xiao Yuan to my place. He wants to get some guidance from me about some things, right, Xiao Yuan?”

Fan Yuan nodded, nodded, and nodded again. Before Han Lang even had the time to stop them, Fan Yuan had been carried away by Lei Siye.

Han Lang was frozen in place for a long time, and only gradually after did he curl up in his bed — there was still some of Fan Yuan’s warmth left there.

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Fan Yuan was caught off guard as he was carried up onto Lei Siye’s shoulder. His head was pressed down on the man’s hard, rock-solid back, causing him to fidget from the slight discomfort. However, he was given a severe slap on his hip by the man, “Don’t move. Don’t blame me if you fall.”

Fan Yuan felt that this uncouth bastard’s slap was way too harsh, his hips were all numb now! Holding in his pent-up anger, he moved around more and more, while the guy pushed him off his shoulder and tried to pinch his face again. Fan Yuan quickly covered his cheeks. This person was merciless, if he was pinched a few more times, his face would be as swollen as a pig’s head tomorrow.

Lei Siye chuckled as he compared his palm side-by-side against Fan Yuan’s face, “Why are you so tiny? Your face isn’t even as big as my hand.” With that he proceeded to compare his hand with Fan Yuan’s waist, “Waist’s also very thin, are you really not a little lady?”

Fan Yuan’s expression darkened as he started yelling that he wanted to go back; that he didn’t want to learn the so-called special trick anymore. Naturally, Lei Siye wouldn’t listen to him. A person who manages to call dibs on something would never send it back, right? So Lei Siye covered Fan Yuan’s discontent mouth and quickly hurried into his tent, laying the boy directly on his bed.

Fan Yuan’s gaze immediately fell on the clothes that lay by the corner which were full of the stench of zombies. He leaned away in slight fear. Lei Siye chuckled, “Silly brat, it’s the apocalypse but you’re even afraid of blood. How can you survive in the future?”

Fan Yuan bit on his lower lip and didn’t speak a word. Meanwhile, Lei Siye sat beside him and lit a cigarette that hung by the corner of his mouth, taking a deep puff and spitting out a mouthful of smoke soon after. When he saw Fan Yuan choke and cough, his expression turned oddly gentle.

“I owe you in my previous life.”

Fan Yuan furrowed his brows and thought, how many times did laozi have to bear with you in just one day? Exactly who owes who?

“When I found out that something happened to you, I felt really horrible inside. I just wanted to kill. Now, I feel just like I’ve been revived.” Lei Siye said slowly.

“......” As if struck by lightning, Fan Yuan asked with a trembling voice, “Xiao Wu, how much is Lei Siye’s favour for me now?”

“Ding, Lei Siye’s favour towards the Master is 51...wait.” Xiao Wu’s mechanical voice trembled slightly, “The latest data from the system is 78.”

Fan Yuan’s expression was stoic, “Keke.”

Without any reason, his favour had increased by 27 points. Fan Yuan had no words, he could only look at the sky.... So what exactly had Lei Siye experienced today? Or, what the hell was going on in his head?!

Fan Yuan was thinking about this, but he had unknowingly asked the questions out loud. Le Siye was completely puzzled by the questions, but he still replied honestly, “I’ve been looking for you all day. I just came back. Since I was looking for you, of course, I was thinking about you.”

“......” Fan Yuan said, “Don’t you think there is something wrong?”

Lei Siye asked, “What’s wrong?”

“......” Fan Yuan tried to explain, “We’ve only known each other for one day. Isn’t it strange that you are so worried about me?”

Lei Siye replied, “What’s so strange about that? I clearly knew that that woman wanted to harm you, but I didn’t save you. When I learned that you were in danger later on, it’s normal to be worried.”

F*ck, what he said was reasonable! It was impossible to refute! But now he was only two favour points away from breaking into the “Adoration” level, alright?!

＃Increasing favour without any warning, where are your principles?!＃

＃Please continue to have a heart of stone, thank you very much!＃

＃Tough guy cannon fodder seems to have been bent by me qwq＃

I thought Yan Rui would be Han Lang...and then I thought he would be Lei Siye.... But now I don’t know anymore