Chapter 36: The Vicious Fake Young Master of a Wealthy Family – 36

Previously, with tasks like having Su Wenyu crawl into bed, he could still accept it. After all, it was just sleeping next to someone of the same sex. To him, it was just switching beds, no big difference.

But this thing about only wearing underwear…

Su Wenyu suspected 520 had been invaded by a virus and the System was already malfunctioning.

A normal system wouldn’t issue a task like this. How was this any different from making him use a honeypot trap?

Sensing Su Wenyu’s inner thoughts, 520 immediately defended itself: [I have not been invaded by a virus! I simply input a large volume of Boys’ Love novels and calculated the optimal task based on the current situation.]

Su Wenyu had a small question. “What are Boys’ Love novels?”

Forgive Su Wenyu’s ignorance. He understood the term ‘homosexual’, but ‘Boys’ Love’ was truly outside his knowledge base.

520 thus used an online definition to explain: [The term “danmei” (indulgence in beautiful things, Boys’ Love) originally referred to “indulgence in beautiful things,” and is now mostly used for love stories or erotic stories between beautiful men.]

Su Wenyu accurately caught the key point in 520’s words. “So you’ve input a lot of Boys’ Love novels, which include homoerotic stories?”

520 didn’t deny it, letting out a [hehe] laugh.

Su Wenyu immediately said, “You’ve been corrupted. You’re now an impure 520.”

520: […]

[Who do you think I did this for?!] 520 said, deeply pained.

If it weren’t for the task, it wouldn’t have uploaded so many Boys’ Love novels into its own system!

Heavens knew that the content of some Boys’ Love novels made even 520’s little virtual face turn yellow. It had to hurriedly flag those obscenities as sensitive words to censor them, blurring them into a mosaic blob.

Otherwise, every time 520 tidied up its system data, it would go in blushing and come out yellow.

Was it impure?!

It was all for the task!

520 spoke earnestly: [For the task, even I downloaded that kind of Boys’ Love novel. What does it matter if you sell a bit of your looks for the task?]

[Besides, you’re both straight men. Zhou Xu won’t actually do anything to you. Just treat it like showering in a public bathhouse; don’t overthink it.]

Su Wenyu was someone with rather soft ears. Plus, thinking carefully about this task, he didn’t seem to be losing out much. Swayed by 520’s persuasion, he truly couldn’t find a reason to refuse.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Su Wenyu compromised. “Fine, but don’t do this kind of task again next time.”

Doing a task wearing only underwear—he really felt it was weird, like he was a bit of a little pervert.

“So what do I do now? Play a male ghost?” After receiving 520’s affirmative response, Su Wenyu got up, walked barefoot on the carpet to his walk-in closet to find something to play a male ghost.

After rummaging around, Su Wenyu only found a white bed sheet.

Su Wenyu had never watched ghost films and didn’t know what a male ghost looked like. He could only rely on his imagination and 520’s direction, cutting a few holes in the middle of the sheet to reveal his nose and eyes, then draping the sheet over himself and walking around the room.

Su Wenyu felt he didn’t look much like a male ghost, more like a sheet ghost.

But he was male, and the System judged his costume as falling under the category of a male ghost, so he stopped struggling.

Close to midnight, Su Wenyu, wrapped in the sheet, cautiously sneaked over from the terrace side to check if Zhou Xu was asleep.

After seeing that the lights in Zhou Xu’s room were already off, Su Wenyu figured it was about time he’d be asleep and circled back.

The terrace side was blocked off by Zhou Xu with a fence. Su Wenyu really couldn’t climb over, so he could only try to enter from the front door.

Luckily, Su Wenyu found the location of the spare key from the original host’s memories. After getting the spare key from a cabinet downstairs, he moved barefoot, lightening his footsteps, and secretly crept upstairs.

While climbing the stairs, he almost tripped because the sheet was too long.

In the end, he had to lift the bottom of the sheet like a train and fumble his way through the dark to the outside of Zhou Xu’s room door.

Su Wenyu pressed against the door, straining hard to listen for any movement inside, and asked 520: [Is he asleep? He should be asleep, right?]

520 knew someone was in the room, but how could it know whether Zhou Xu was asleep or not? It could only offer blind encouragement: [Don’t be afraid, go for it confidently!]

Su Wenyu knew he couldn’t count on 520 for any real help during a task. He could only take a deep breath to control his rapidly beating heart from nervousness, wipe the nervous sweat off his palms on the sheet, and take out the key to feel for the lock hole on the door.

Su Wenyu had never done this kind of thing in his life. He was so nervous his hand trembled a little. Fumbling in the dark to align the key with the hole, it took him three tries to insert it. Then, clenching his teeth, he turned it— a “click” sound, the sound of the deadbolt unlocking, echoed with striking clarity in the pitch-black night. Su Wenyu immediately stopped moving and held his breath.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

No movement came from inside the room. Su Wenyu slowly let out a breath of relief and grasped the door handle.

At that moment, Su Wenyu had to be thankful for the good quality of the Su family doors; they didn’t creak when opened.

Aside from the slight noise when turning the handle, the sound of pushing the door open was almost negligible.

Su Wenyu arched his back, sneaking into Zhou Xu’s room like a thief.

Because he had wandered around Zhou Xu’s room the day he first returned, he had some understanding of the room’s layout. Carefully avoiding the furniture, he felt his way to the bedside.

Then Su Wenyu stood by the bed. To avoid Zhou Xu getting startled and punching him, he silently took two steps back.

Under the sheet, he turned on his phone, lowered the brightness to the minimum, and searched for a common spooky music used in haunted houses. The eerie music immediately started playing in the room, making the fine hairs on Su Wenyu’s body stand on end. A little scared, he rubbed his feet together anxiously.

[Is this enough? Should be okay, right?] Su Wenyu asked 520, feeling scared.

520 reassured him: [It’s fine. You’re the one doing the scaring, why are you scared?]

[But this music is a bit scary…] Listening to this music, Su Wenyu always felt like someone was behind him, their breath practically falling on his head.

[Why isn’t Zhou Xu reacting yet? Sleeping this deeply? …Should I make it louder to wake him up?] Su Wenyu asked.

520 fell silent for a moment. It had detected the man standing silently behind Su Wenyu, hesitating whether or not to warn him.

But before 520 could speak, Zhou Xu, who had just come back from outside the terrace and had been quietly watching Su Wenyu’s performance, slowly spoke: “Su Weny—”

“AHHH!!——!!!”

Su Wenyu was so suddenly startled he screamed. Turning around and seeing a tall, dark human silhouette, his screams instantly grew louder. “GHOST——!”

Zhou Xu hadn’t been scared by Su Wenyu’s costume and music just now, but Su Wenyu’s scream did make his whole body jolt.

He hadn’t expected that Su Wenyu, despite his small build, had such a loud voice. The screaming even hurt his ears.

520 hurriedly sent the message that Su Wenyu’s task was successful, telling him: [Run, run, run, quick!]

If he didn’t run, he’d get caught!

Su Wenyu had already been scared to tears. Tossing the sheet behind him, he turned to run, but accidentally stepped on the sheet and almost fell.

Zhou Xu caught him with quick reflexes and, annoyed, pressed him down onto the bed. “Why are you running?”

Su Wenyu struggled with all his might. “Let me go! I want to go back!”

Zhou Xu was so frustrated he laughed out of sheer anger. He directly used one hand to grab both of Su Wenyu’s wrists and pin them above his head. With the other, he caught the foot whose sprain hadn’t fully healed yet, frowning and hissing coldly. “Don’t kick around! Do you want your ankle to heal or not?”

“I won’t kick if you let go!” Su Wenyu was frantic, afraid of getting hit. He used his free foot to push against Zhou Xu, trying to shove him away.

Unfortunately, how could Su Wenyu possibly break free given Zhou Xu’s size and strength? Beneath Zhou Xu, he was like a little white rabbit that had willingly burrowed into a wolf’s den, with no escape except kicking.

“Hiss…” Zhou Xu’s lower abdomen got kicked a few times. Even though his skin was thick, it still hurt. He took a sharp breath, and impatiently, let go of the injured foot, pinning Su Wenyu’s thigh down with his knee to stop his thrashing. Then he lifted the sheet covering Su Wenyu. “What on earth are you doing, not sleeping in the middle of the night?”

The sudden coolness on his body made Su Wenyu almost scream again.

“Y-you let go!” Su Wenyu was desperate, opening his mouth to bite him.

Although Zhou Xu couldn’t see him clearly, he could sense his movement. He easily dodged the bite and simultaneously reached out to turn on the floor lamp beside the bed. “I want to see exactly what you’re—”

“…What?” The last two words were practically squeezed through Zhou Xu’s teeth.

The bedsheet had been lifted off Su Wenyu, leaving him in nothing but a pair of white, black-trimmed boxer briefs protecting his vital region, saving him from complete exposure.

But under the warm glow of the floor lamp, the pale skin of Su Wenyu’s upper body—seldom exposed to light—and his long legs, pinned by Zhou Xu and unable to move, seemed bathed in an ambiguous, warm glow.

Zhou Xu looked down at Su Wenyu beneath him, arms pinned overhead, the lines of his upper body forced into full view under his gaze. His throat instantly felt dry and itchy, and he couldn’t speak for a good while.

The area around Su Wenyu’s eyes was still wet from the tears of fright. Teardrops clung to his long lashes, shimmering faintly in the lamplight as he blinked.

“Y-you… why are you like this.” Su Wenyu’s teary, ink-black eyes reflected Zhou Xu’s figure. His voice was utterly aggrieved. “Brother, you’re hurting me…”

Zhou Xu’s hand, which was pressing him down, pulled back almost as if shocked. His Adam’s apple bobbed. He couldn’t quite believe it as he slapped his own forehead, then looked again at Su Wenyu beneath him.

“You… why are you dressed like this?” Zhou Xu was in disbelief. “Did your desire to seduce me reach this level? Not even wearing clothes??”

Coming to his room in the dead of night was one thing, but only wearing a pair of underwear for modesty!

Su Wenyu, lying on the bed, rubbed his wrist that Zhou Xu had squeezed painfully, feeling extremely wronged. “You were the one who lifted the bed sheet off me.”

If he hadn’t lifted it, at least he’d have the sheet for cover.

Zhou Xu was even more incredulous. “And now you’re blaming me?”

Su Wenyu wiped his tears, pouting unhappily. “Whose fault is it for not being in bed late at night, but scaring me from behind?”

Zhou Xu: “What does that have to do with you coming to my room without clothes?”

He was turning the blame around.

Knowing he was in the wrong himself, Su Wenyu felt guilty. He turned his face away, picking at his fingers and said nothing.

Zhou Xu gripped his chin and turned his face back. “Talk.”

Su Wenyu, feeling too guilty to meet Zhou Xu’s eyes and unable to find an excuse, could only stammer and let his gaze dart around wildly.

Zhou Xu clicked his tongue impatiently and let go of Su Wenyu’s face. He straightened up from his kneeling position, knee still against Su Wenyu’s thigh, looking like he was about to give him a good lecture. “Su Wenyu, have I told you or not, that I am your brother?”

Su Wenyu mumbled an “Mm,” secretly shifting his leg away. His wandering gaze unintentionally swept across Zhou Xu’s pants and froze.

Puzzled, Su Wenyu propped his upper body up, taking several more glances at Zhou Xu’s pants.

Zhou Xu was trying to reason with him, but seeing Su Wenyu just staring down below his waist made him fume with anger. “Su Wenyu, I’m talking to you! What are you looking at?!”

Hearing Zhou Xu’s gnashing words, Su Wenyu hesitated a moment, then pointed at his pants. With the expression of a model student, he asked: “Brother, would a normal brother have this kind of reaction to seeing his little brother?”

Zhou Xu looked down: “…”

Su Wenyu silently drew back his leg, wrapped the bed sheet that had been just used around his body, and put on an expression of ‘I didn’t expect you were this kind of brother’. He pointed accusingly: “You’re shameless! You’re a pervert!”

Also, “You’re the gay one!”