Chapter 4: The Villain Senior Brother Is About to Turn Dark, the Psychotic Junior Brother Pretends to Be Blind [4]

Chapter 4: The Villain Senior Brother Turns Dark, the Crazy Junior Brother Pretends to Be Blind [4]

His robes were undone, revealing a large expanse of pale skin to the air. Cool fingertips trailed down from his slender neck, pausing at the delicate collarbone.

Even while fast asleep, Bai Yan couldn't help but furrow his brow.

Ye Beiyu noticed Bai Yan's body trembling, and watching him instinctively turn his head away only thrilled him.

His eyes burned with crazed devotion as he climbed onto the bed and skillfully pulled the man into his arms, as if holding the world's one and only treasure.

Ye Beiyu buried his face in the crook of Bai Yan's neck, one hand pressed to his chest and draped over his shoulder, the other resting on his waist.

In such an intimate pose, they were nearly fused into one.

Ye Beiyu's gaze darkened as he stared at the man in his arms. He pressed his thin lips to the back of Bai Yan's neck, leaving a mark.

"Mm..."

A muffled groan escaped Bai Yan's lips.

Ye Beiyu didn't go further, but the obsession in his eyes only deepened.

He smiled and held the man tighter, his voice dripping with tender affection while barely suppressing his madness.

"Senior Brother's body is so well cared for, like a piece of warm jade—once you touch it, you can't bear to let go. No wonder so many people like you and want you."

"But Senior Brother treats only me differently from everyone else. Surely you wouldn't take anyone else?"

"It's okay, Senior Brother... just wait a little longer... my Soul-locking Chain is almost done. I won't keep you waiting too long..."

"Just wait a little longer, and you'll be mine alone... Senior Brother's eyes are so beautiful—if they were filled with tears, they'd be even more stunning..."

Those mad words, one after another, were swallowed by the night.

When Bai Yan woke up the next morning, his brow was furrowed. He felt a bit off all over, but when he checked carefully, nothing seemed wrong.

This had been going on almost every day for the past month. Even when he had 717 investigate, nothing turned up, so he eventually gave up.

But now it seemed it wasn't his own problem—after all, when he'd gone out on that mission, nothing like this had happened out there.

Bai Yan had his doubts but filed the matter away in his mind.

He grabbed the robe beside him and slipped it on, preparing to go out and check on Ye Beiyu, who'd been standing outside all night.

Bai Yan pushed open the door and saw Ye Beiyu still in just his inner robes, shivering in the wind. His dark hair was a mess, some strands sticking to his face.

His face and the corners of his eyes were a little red—probably from the night wind, or maybe he'd been crying.

Yet even so, he stayed rooted in place. Not only had he not left the barrier, he hadn't moved an inch.

Bai Yan looked at Ye Beiyu's pitiful state, raised an eyebrow, and his earlier displeasure and irritation melted away.

"Senior Brother..."

Ye Beiyu lifted his eyes a little, calling out in a voice full of grievance and helplessness. He shifted his feet, but remembering what Bai Yan had said yesterday, he obediently stepped back.

Bai Yan was very satisfied with Ye Beiyu's behavior. In a pretty good mood now, he waved his hand to dispel the barrier and said casually,

"Rough night, wasn't it, Junior Brother... But you deserved it."

"Alright, get back in there and rest. Don't let people think I'm bullying you."

Ye Beiyu blinked slowly, staring at Bai Yan without moving for a moment.

Bai Yan always said his eyes were beautiful, then he'd laugh and call him a Little Blind Boy, a little good-for-nothing.

He'd say such beautiful eyes were wasted on him, and he'd even threatened to gouge them out.

But Bai Yan had never actually done it. And Ye Beiyu didn't realize he too had a pair of captivating eyes.

They were clearly cold and clear, yet lazily draped in a hint of tiredness.

Bai Yan wasn't naturally smiley, but he always unconsciously curved his lips upward, adding a touch of warmth to those indifferent, sleepy eyes.

He was like that with everyone—even when he humiliated him...

No, Bai Yan treated him differently from the others.

He could see Bai Yan's truest side, while those who chased after him professing their love didn't even know what the real Bai Yan was like.

Ye Beiyu's Adam's apple bobbed. He deliberately lowered his eyes in feigned obedience, gave a soft hum, and turned to leave.

He didn't dare hold eye contact with Bai Yan for too long—he was afraid he'd lose control of the filthy thoughts inside his head.

He was afraid Bai Yan would realize he wasn't really blind.

At least until his preparations were done, he couldn't let Bai Yan catch wind of those unspeakable intentions. That wouldn't end well for him.

Bai Yan stared at Ye Beiyu's retreating figure until it disappeared from sight, then narrowed his eyes.

"717, don't you think Ye Beiyu seems a little off?"

[You tormented him like that yesterday—it'd be weird if he were fine.]

717 wanted to roll its eyes. It truly hadn't expected that Bai Yan, who used to bully Ye Beiyu as part of their villain role, would still find time to mess with him even after just getting back from a mission, exhausted as he was.

[Host, honestly, if I didn't know you still held back, I'd really think you wanted to kill Ye Beiyu.]

[Other villain Taskers bully the protagonist openly but secretly act as stepping stones for him behind the scenes, just going through the motions.]

[You're the only one who genuinely bullies him! Count for yourself—how many times have you messed with him, big and small, over this past year?]

[In the original plot, you were only supposed to be sealed away. Based on how things are going now, I suspect you'll end up tortured to death by Ye Beiyu... Don't come crying to me for help.]

Bai Yan still wore that smile, listening to 717's words, the amusement in his eyes growing deeper. He blinked, looking innocent.

"He's not dead yet, is he?"

He paused, then darted the tip of his tongue out to lick his slightly dry lips, a hint of excitement gleaming in his indifferent eyes.

"I'm actually looking forward to seeing how he'll torment me."

If only Ye Beiyu lives long enough to see that day...