The Whole World Wants Me To Get Divorced chapter 55
Daydream
Yu Bu Wen considered himself an excellent professional butler and housekeeper with exceptional observational skills. While preparing dinner, he had already noticed the ambiguous atmosphere between Wen Yan and Rong Xiao. In the afternoon, there had been a bit of a standoffish vibe between the two, negotiating across the table. But now, one wore a face full of pride, while the other remained silent, evasive—a highly suspicious situation.
Looking at Wen Yan’s swollen lips, he could easily guess what had happened in the living room just now.
As Yu Bu Wen stared into the oven, arms crossed, he pondered. This villa in the mountain stream might not be suitable for long-term living. The Mr. Rong he served, who had always been as steady as a rock, became disarrayed chaos in the presence of Wen Yan.
By dinnertime, Wen Yan and Rong Xiao still sat separately, seemingly wanting to draw clear boundaries. Wen Yan intentionally ignored Rong Xiao, preferring to engage in conversation with Yu Bu Wen, creating an impression that they were long-lost partners.
Rong Xiao, feeling frustrated but unable to erupt, could only cut the beef on his plate with an expressionless face.
Finally, Yu Bu Wen had the opportunity to voice his confusion to Wen Yan.
Ever since he saw Wen Yan standing at the garden gate, he had been puzzled. He asked Wen Yan, “Young Master, did you bring some powerful magical artifacts with you this time?”
He hadn’t expected Wen Yan to become so powerful in such a short time, and now he sought external reasons for it.
Wen Yan, currently scooping up boiled fish, with his lips vividly red, casually replied, “No, I didn’t.”
Yu Bu Wen found it even more strange, “Then how did you break the barrier outside?”
He scrutinized Wen Yan’s fair and delicate hands, so slender and gentle that it seemed like they couldn’t break even a pair of chopsticks. Yet, he managed to break Rong Xiao’s barrier with three punches.
Wen Yan didn’t take it seriously, “Your barrier was so fragile, it couldn’t withstand a few punches. Why would I need magical artifacts? Honestly, that barrier of yours is so crude and poorly made.”
Yu Bu Wen’s lips twitched, silently shifting his gaze towards Rong Xiao.
He wouldn’t bear this responsibility.
Rong Xiao also stopped using his chopsticks, contemplating Wen Yan with a thoughtful expression.
The recent encounter with Wen Yan had disturbed his thoughts, and he had forgotten about this matter.
“That barrier was set up by me,” Rong Xiao calmly explained to Wen Yan. “Although my demonic power is not as strong as before, the barriers I set up are hard to break even in the demon realm, except for a couple of individuals who are currently abroad.”
Wen Yan was shocked, looking at Rong Xiao with chopsticks almost dropping.
The old demon’s strength was already witnessed by him.
Wen Yan, with a dazed expression, blinked, unsure whether to feel proud or not.
He had become someone who could break Rong Xiao’s barriers with ease?
Impressive!
“I heard you also dealt with Qi Kong?” Rong Xiao asked.
Wen Yan immediately clarified, “I didn’t hit him. I just tied him up, and he was the one who attacked me first. Let’s be fair.”
However, Rong Xiao was not interested in whether Qi Kong got beaten up or not. But after hearing this, he looked at Wen Yan with a more complex gaze.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Wen Yan felt a bit guilty but maintained his tough stance. “I told you, I didn’t hit him.”
Yu Bu Wen placed a crab claw into Wen Yan’s bowl, explaining, “Young Master, it’s not about whether you beat up Qi Kong or not. It’s about the fact that Qi Kong’s combat power in the demon realm can at least rank in the top five. You actually managed to handle him so easily.” He curiously asked Wen Yan, “How did you become so powerful?”
This was beyond common sense.
Even Rong Xiao, with his combat power ceiling, had been developed through countless treasures within the Kunlun secret realm.
But Wen Yan was just a human, eighteen years old, with slender arms and legs, appearing delicate and lazy.
Wen Yan himself didn’t know what had happened. In his view, he was still the same person he used to be; he had just taken a nap.
It was Yu Bu Wen and Rong Xiao’s words that made him realize that he had become someone who could easily overpower strong beings in the demon realm with just one hand.
Wen Yan bit into a crab claw, raising his hand to ask, “Is it because we humans naturally have such powerful spiritual bones, and we can only unlock them at eighteen, as set in manga?”
Yu Bu Wen and Rong Xiao shook their heads, “Impossible…”
Humans with spiritual bones were the least suitable for cultivation; they were just containers, not cultivators. This was common knowledge among all monsters.
But this one point was shattered in Wen Yan.
However, despite their discussions, they couldn’t reach a conclusion. This situation was too rare.
Rong Xiao calmly suggested, “After returning, let the physicians from the medical center come to check you. Enormous spiritual power is sometimes beneficial, but it can also be a curse.”
Powerful strength often came with substantial costs.
Wen Yan immediately seized on the main point, looking up at him, “So, do you agree to come back with me?”
Rong Xiao, feeling he misspoke, pursed his lips and evaded, “Yu Bu Wen will take you back.”
Wen Yan coldly snorted.
He didn’t bother to argue with Rong Xiao at this moment. The environment of this villa in the mountain stream was serene, the air in the mountains was fresh, and he could live here for a long time. He didn’t believe that Rong Xiao wouldn’t yield.
After dinner, Wen Yan didn’t follow Rong Xiao anymore. Instead, he went into the kitchen with Yu Bu Wen, chatting along like a little tail. Even though Yu Bu Wen knew that this young master was using him to provoke Rong Xiao, he still felt like his back was about to be pierced by two pairs of eyes.
However, Wen Yan’s conversation with Yu Bu Wen was also absent-minded, just casually asking if Rong Xiao had been doing well these past few days before falling silent.
He had already extracted Qi Kong’s memories, knowing Rong Xiao’s physical condition, so there was no need to inquire further.
Wen Yan, holding a fruit, leaned against the counter, his gaze slightly unfocused, contemplating with a furrowed brow.
He was still thinking about Rong Xiao’s injuries.
He knew that if he and Rong Xiao double-cultivated, it would be using his own spiritual power to fill Rong Xiao’s gaps. However, Rong Xiao, being an ancient demon, with injuries this severe, couldn’t be healed with just a bit of spiritual power. And when he transferred all his spiritual power to Rong Xiao, he would instantly age, with his life extinguished.
That’s why Rong Xiao forcibly sent him away.
Wen Yan understood Rong Xiao’s intentions, but he had other thoughts.
All the scenarios they proposed now were based on existing records about spiritual bones. But his current strength had obviously surpassed all recorded spiritual bones in history.
So… what if Rong Xiao couldn’t drain his spiritual power at all? What if the spiritual power in his body was far more than what Rong Xiao needed?
Then, he wouldn’t die; he could continue to live for many more years.
Wen Yan took a bite of the fruit, squinting his eyes slightly.
His gaze fell on Rong Xiao on the sofa, and Rong Xiao happened to look his way. Caught off guard, their eyes collided.
Wen Yan smiled at Rong Xiao, a reversal of his previous coldness and awkwardness, even a bit tender.
But deep down, he wasn’t someone with a particularly gentle or soft character. When it came to decisions, he didn’t let others interfere.
In some ways, he and Rong Xiao were quite similar.
The night passed leisurely.
In Rong Xiao’s presence, Wen Yan casually pushed open his room as if he owned the place, walked in with a grand swagger, bathed, then shamelessly rolled around on Rong Xiao’s bed before crawling under the covers. It was as if he were the true owner of the room.
Rong Xiao stood by the bed, unable to say a word for a long time.
Now he was also in a difficult position, a grand ancient demon reduced to a state even worse than a mere servant, and he couldn’t do anything to Wen Yan.
But, after all, he was at fault on both sides. Moreover, after everything that had happened between him and Wen Yan, insisting on sleeping separately now seemed a bit off.
In the end, he compromised and got on the bed without saying he would go to the guest room.
Wen Yan, in a second, rolled into Rong Xiao’s arms. His face was pressed against his firm chest, lightly sniffing the faint scent of grass and wood on Rong Xiao, as if they were back in the house on the Green Mountain, and nothing unexpected had occurred.
They had only been apart for three or four days, but recalling the life in that house made it feel like a century had passed.
Wen Yan, with a lack of restraint, felt his nose a bit sour again.
In just these few days, his originally flourishing life had been completely torn apart. Sometimes he even doubted whether he was living a nightmare, and everything would return to normal when he woke up.
Rong Xiao hesitated for a long time before gently placing his hand on Wen Yan’s back.
Wen Yan’s body was still slender, and being held in Rong Xiao’s arms, he felt weightless.
He knew he should be resolute, and should draw clear boundaries with Wen Yan.
But he couldn’t do it.
Because this young man in his arms, who still seemed somewhat tender, was his only weakness in this life.
This boy had come to him in such a miserable state, endured so much, and even when hurt, only cared about his injuries.
He couldn’t reject such deep affection.
He gently patted Wen Yan’s back, not saying anything, just like in the house on the Green Mountain, coaxing Wen Yan to sleep.
The rain outside had diminished quite a bit, and the patter of raindrops on the eaves played like a soothing melody.
But Wen Yan couldn’t fall asleep no matter what.
He idly played with Rong Xiao’s buttons, asking Rong Xiao softly, “What if I wake up tomorrow, and you’re gone again?”
Rong Xiao paused his gentle patting.
Wen Yan leaned against Rong Xiao’s chest, acting like a little cat seeking comfort, but his words carried endless grievances, sharp as a knife yet soft as a cloud.
The room was too quiet, even the faint rain outside became noisy and bustling.
After a long while, Rong Xiao heard Wen Yan softly ask again, “Rong Xiao, will you leave again?”
Rong Xiao didn’t know how to answer.
He lowered his head to look at Wen Yan, who was also looking at him, eyes slightly reddened.
He couldn’t say that he hadn’t considered erasing Wen Yan’s memories again.
But Wen Yan’s words this afternoon had indeed touched his heart.
Could he guarantee that Wen Yan would never remember?
By then, he would be laden with immense guilt.
He hadn’t guaranteed Wen Yan a carefree life, nor had he given Wen Yan any comfort in his final moments.
“Sleep,” Rong Xiao promised in a soft voice. “When you wake up tomorrow, I’ll still be here.”
Wen Yan stared at Rong Xiao for a long time, as if assessing the sincerity of his words.
People who had lied could still create doubt even when making promises.
But he chose to believe Rong Xiao once again.
“You can’t deceive me. If you deceive me again…” Wen Yan pondered for a moment, “if you deceive me again, I’ll tie you up and lock you in the room, not allowing you to go anywhere. With your current sickly appearance, you might not even be able to beat me.”
He imagined that scene for a moment and felt a bit excited.
Rong Xiao raised an eyebrow slightly.
No wonder they said humans had big imaginations; they dared to dream up anything.
But he didn’t refute it. Going along with Wen Yan’s fanciful thoughts, he replied in a low voice, “Alright.”