Trapped in Asura Field after paranoia relapse

"Lu Shui?"

"Huh?" Although Lu Shui stood upright, his footsteps were sloppy, his face was flushed, as if he had passed out drunk.

Yan Xing sighed, and looked at Lu Shui who was standing at the door: "You are drunk."

"I'm not drunk yet!" Lu Shui suddenly raised his hands, drooping them forward on Yan Xing's shoulders, and slowly fell forward.

Yan Xing supported the crumbling Lu Shui in time, stepped forward, and stuck the anti-theft door that was about to close.

"I'm not good at drinking, but I don't drink indiscriminately. I'm very good." Lu Shui raised his index finger and touched his pink lips, "No, don't tell others."

The drunk Lu Shui looked more lively than usual, Yan Xing stared at Lu Shui who was close at hand, and snorted a laugh.

He hugged Lu Shui with his back, as if coaxing a child, and patted Lu Shui on the back twice.

"Okay, okay, I won't tell, this is our little secret."

Lu Shui's expression froze for an instant, he pursed his mouth in a daze, his whole face collapsed, as if he was about to cry.

Yan Xing took advantage of Lu Shui's exhaustion and hugged Lu Shui horizontally.

"Oh!" Lu Shui was about to break free, but Yan Xing held down his wrist: "Calm down, little ancestor."

Yan Xing kicked the anti-theft door sideways with his right foot.

"Meow~"

Yan Xing's foot touched a soft "thing".

He looked down, only to find that Daju was lying on the carpet at the door, stretching lazily.

"Daju, excuse me, let me go." Yan Xing squeezed out a smile, trying to be nice to Daju.

Daju raised his eyes and took a slow look at Yan Xing, then moved to the side with great interest, leaving a way for Yan Xing and Lu Shui.

"It's still you who is on the way." Yan Xing smiled and carried Lu Shui into the door.

Lu Shui's home is surprisingly warm. In a limited space, Lu Shui adopted the main color of orange and brown, and the crowded interior is full of details of Lu Shui's life.

"I, I want to go by myself!" Before reaching the room, Lu Shui started to move around with teeth and claws.

Yan Xing had no choice but to put Lu Shui down, and saw Lu Shui obediently walked to the kitchen, squatted in front of the locker, and stared at the water cup in the locker with his head shaking through the glass door.

There are all kinds of water glasses neatly arranged in the cabinet, with different sizes and shapes, but they are all around the cartoon characters, which seem to be specially collected by Lu Shui in private.

Yan Xing's eyes skipped over the red wine bottle on the cooking table. There was a lot of wine left in the red wine bottle. Lu Shui probably drank less than two glasses of the stock.

Fortunately, only two glasses.

Yan Xing looked at Lu Shui, this guy's wine quality was not bad, but his behavior was much exaggerated, and he didn't vomit everywhere.

"You have a childlike innocence." Yan Xing reached out to touch the water glass on the cabinet, but Lu Shui opened it with one hand.

Lu Shui blinked, his eyelashes flickering, "Don't touch my cup."

"Cup Cup." Yan Xing laughed loudly, "Lu Shui, are you a three-year-old?"

Lu Shui turned his head and stared at Yan Xing in dissatisfaction, stood up with his hips akimbo, and raised five fingers: "I'm not three years old! I'm already - five years old!"

"Pfft!"

Yan Xing grinned, and stretched out his arms to hold Lu Shui in his arms to prevent him from jumping off.

"Five-year-old Lu Shui, go to bed quickly."

The smell of wine on his body and the smell of wine on Lu Shui quickly blended together.

Being hugged by Yan Xing, Lu Shui turned his head reflexively, his lips trembled suddenly, and his face became extremely pale.

He began to resist violently, his body trembling unceasingly.

Yan Xing was so angry that he raised his hands up, and his voice was hoarse: "I won't move, so don't move for me either."

Lu Shui pouted, bent his body sadly, and stood in a daze.

Yan Xing's eyes were unpredictable, and he took a step back, leaving enough space for Lu Shui.

Lu Shui stretched out his hand, rubbed it forward, staggered to his bedroom, lay down on the bed, and buried his head in the quilt.

The furnishings in the bedroom are exactly the same as the usual deserted one.

There is not much furniture, only a big bed and a wardrobe next to the wall, and even the bedside table is just a wooden stool.

Yan Xing leaned against the door, crossed his arms, and looked at Lu Shui with a serious expression.

Maybe it was because he was tired from the trouble just now, Lu Shui curled up under the quilt, opened his small mouth, and even tried hard to breathe.

This is very different from his usual self.

The usual Lu Shui is calm, confident, and unreasonable, as if he jumped out of a rock.

But Lu Shui, who was drunk, seemed to want to show all the opposites of his personality. He was soft and fragile, and even Yan Xing, who was used to seeing people with various personalities, was a little surprised.

"What on earth are you, how did you abuse yourself?" Yan walked to Lu Shui's side, lowered his head to help him tuck the quilt.

The villain in the quilt suddenly turned around, opened his eyes in a daze, Gao Leng's phoenix eyes stared blankly at Yan Xing.

Yan Xing thought that Lu Shui would wake up so soon, so he asked tentatively, "Lu Shui? Do you recognize me?"

Lu Shui rubbed up in front of Yan Xing, put his forehead against Yan Xing's forehead, and muttered, "Recognized——"

"You are—" Lu Shui blinked slyly, "Bad guy!"

"I'm not a bad person." Yan Xing looked directly at Lu Shui's face and said with a smile.

"Then who are you?" Lu Shui was especially cute when he was drunk, and he would pout his lips when he asked a question, very coquettish.

"I'm your father." Yan Xing grinned, "Quick, call me Dad."

Lu Shui pointed at Yan Xing's face, and with a "slap", he was about to hit him.

Yan Xing quickly grasped Lu Shui's wrist, but the other party pretended nothing happened, turned over and continued to sleep, still murmuring: "I don't have a father."

Yan Xing stood helplessly by the bed, with his hands on his hips, turned around and looked at the mess of the semi-open kitchen outside the door, and sighed faintly: "I, Yan Xing, have actually fallen to the point of being a snail girl for others..."

The night is thick and the sky is bright.

Lu Shui vaguely felt a gravity on his chest, making him unable to breathe.

He struggled to open his eyes, and the sun shone on his face through the light yellow curtains.

Lu Shui was surprised to find that there was something moving on his chest.

He held his breath, grabbed the quilt with his hands, and pulled it down hard——

"Meow~"

Daju crawled on his body as if facing a high ground.

Lu Shui put one hand on Daju's body, and gently pushed Daju aside: "Daju, you have to lose weight with your physique."

As if anticipating his future "abused life", Daju even cried out in anticipation.

Lu Shui ignored him, pulled off the quilt and got out of bed, and looked around the room suspiciously.

He remembered that just after he drank two glasses, his head became dizzy, and then something rang, and the memory behind him was completely broken.

Lu Shui walked to the kitchen and found that the wine bottle that hadn't been plugged in the red cork last night had disappeared, along with his goblet and the kitchen countertop were wiped clean.

"Has anyone been here?" Lu Shui muttered to himself, "Impossible, except for the landlord, I am the only one who has the key."

"Meow~ow~" Daju sprang out from behind Lu Shui, diligently "struggling" in the hill-like food bowl.

Lu Shui removed the food bowl in time and locked it in the cabinet: "Don't eat it, you won't be able to walk if you eat any more."

Daju cast a haughty glance at Lu Shui, tiptoed to the door, and began to scratch the door with his sharp claws.

"What's the matter with you?" Lu Shui frowned, helped Daju open the door, and blocked the door with a stool, "Daju, you are a cat, not a dog, and you don't need to take a walk."

Daju went out, twisted his chubby body and walked straight forward, put his paws on the door of Yan Xing's house and began to bark wildly.

"Daju?!" Lu Shui rushed over to hug Daju in a hurry.

But it was too late, the door "clicked", and Lu Shui, who was squatting on the ground, raised his head and met Yan Xing's eyes.

"What are you doing here?" Yan Xing obviously hadn't woken up yet, there were two deep dark circles under his eyes, and his hair was disheveled.

Lu Shui hugged Daju in his arms awkwardly: "Daju didn't wake up, I was just knocking on your door, I'm sorry."

Yan Xing scratched his hair, and glanced at Lu Shui's wrinkled super-sized white shirt: "Did you sleep well last night?"

His question was a bit abrupt, but Lu Shui had a flash of inspiration, and asked, "Was it you last night?"

Yan Xing shook his head first, then sighed, and finally clenched his right hand, tapped his arm, and stretched a lot.

"Except for me, a male Bodhisattva, who else can carry you, a drunk, into the house in the middle of the morning and late at night."

Yan Xing straightened one hand, leaned against the wall, and blinked at Lu Shui in his spare time.

Lu Shui was speechless.

He thought carefully about what happened last night, but he couldn't remember anything.

Maybe he was really drunk, just like Daju did just now, when he ran to Yan Xing's house, Yan Xing had to take care of him as a drunk.

If he hadn't stood in front of Yan Xing, Lu Shui would have covered his face and fled into the ground.

Lu Shui's eyes flicked back and forth between Yan Xing and the wall, he moved his lips hesitantly: "You...I..."

"I didn't say anything I shouldn't have said yesterday, did I?"

"It's not just something that shouldn't be said." Yan Xing said with a smile, "Yesterday, you put your arms around my neck and called Dad, then pulled me and refused to leave, and insisted that I sleep with you. -"

"That's enough, don't lie, I can hear it." Lu Shui's expression returned to his usual calm, he let out a breath, turned around and left.

Yan Xing was exposed by Lu Shui's lies, but he didn't panic at all, leaning quietly on the door with his arms folded.

Lu Shui turned around to get a cowhide envelope in the room.

"How much was the cleaning fee last night? I'll pay you."

The cowhide envelope was full of cash, Yan Xing raised the corner of his mouth and said rather bluntly: "Eight hundred."

"Eight hundred?" Lu Shui frowned, and took the money much slower.

Of course Yan Xing would not tidy up the room by himself. It was a piece of cake for him to find a part-time worker to clean it at midnight.

It's just the round-trip fare, as well as supper and snack fees, overtime pay, etc., which add up to a sky-high cleaning fee of 800 yuan an hour.

"Forget it, I'm also responsible for this matter." Yan Xing pressed Lu Shui's envelope and asked him to take back the money, "Just treat us as even."

responsibility?

Lu Shui narrowed his eyes and sneered: "I just find it strange that no matter how poor my drinking capacity is, I won't be put down by two glasses of red wine."

Yan Xing cried out badly, and pressed the doorknob with one hand: "Um, I, I also made an unintentional mistake, it's all my friend, and the alcohol given is too high."

Yan Xing pressed the door handle twice, but it didn't open.

Lu Shui folded his arms and stood in front of him naturally.

Yan Xing hastily turned the doorknob again, but it still didn't open.

"This door closes automatically. If there is nothing stuck in the door, it will close automatically." Lu Shui turned sideways and motioned Yan Xing to look at the door of his house.

Daju blocked the door, and stuck the door firmly.

"Lu Shui, Mr. Lu, Manager Lu." Yan Xing changed his address three times in a row, "Can you take me in for a few hours?"

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The author has something to say:

Well, Yan Xing at this moment only wants to be Lu Shui's father.

陆水：？？？感谢在2021-08-2021:00:00~2021-08-2121:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Pai Pai;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!