Mr. Melancholy Wants To Live A Peaceful Life

CHAPTER 67

You Zhengping had just guessed Yu Hua's true identity. He didn't quite dare to go home. It wasn't that he didn't want to see Yu Hua. He just didn't know what kind of expression to use to face his husband. He knew he ought to act like he always had, but he was worried that he couldn't act as naturally as he had in the past. So when he left the base in the morning, he went right to work with his team, changed into his uniform, sat in his chair, and zoned out. 

Cen Xiao reached out a hand and waved it in front of his eyes. "What are you thinking about? We're going on patrol at ten, get motivated."

"Okay." You Zhengping drank a mouthful of water. He wasn't especially motivated.

He hadn't gone home in the morning, so he was missing breakfast personally made by Yu Hua. You Zhengping felt that his energy was lacking. In fact, it was because of Yu Hua that he could formally participate in battle. Yu Hua seemed to only be doing normal housework, but he was You Zhengping's safe haven. 

No matter how tired he was, how hard he had worked, when he came home and saw Yu Hua, hugged him, ate a mouthful of familiar home cooking, he would be full of energy. Seeing You Zhengping looking listless and sick, Cen Xiao said in concern, "Are you not feeling well? Did you pull a muscle playing basketball yesterday?"

"Playing basketball" was a term they used to cover up their operations. This was their job; there were many ordinary people here, and the walls had ears. Cen Xiao couldn't speak as freely as he did at the base.

Cen Xiao was asking You Zhengping whether he had been injured during yesterday's operation in some way that hadn't been noticed. The fight yesterday had been fierce, and You Zhengping had developed a new use for his spatial ability at a critical moment. He may have received a hidden injury.

"I'm fine, just a little disinterested." You Zhengping shook his head.

He had been somewhat worn out by yesterday's breakthrough, but when the black-cloaked man had held his waist, You Zhengping had felt his body fill with energy. It had definitely been the black-cloaked man restoring his energy for him. No matter the circumstances, Yu Hua was always his mainstay.

There was still some time before they went on patrol. You Zhengping lay unmoving on his desk, his eyes fixed on the screen of his phone. The screen displayed his and Yu Hua's chat log. Yu Hua must have been disappointed when he didn't come home in the morning. I should have gone home to see him, You Zhengping was thinking unhappily.

Cen Xiao shook his head. To protect his friend, Cen Xiao hadn't reported You Zhengping's ambiguous relationship with the black-cloaked man. He believed that as an outstanding Protector, You Zhengping had enough conviction to resist this sort of emotional danger. Cen Xiao was willing to give You Zhengping time to recover.

At a time like this, he couldn't struggle on his own. Yu Hua also had to act. Cen Xiao picked up his phone, wondering whether to warn Yu Hua not to always be busy at work and to pay some more attention to You Zhengping. While he was considering it, the door guard came over carrying two lunchboxes and said, "A runner just delivered these. They're for You Zhengping."

You Zhengping slowly got up. He walked over and saw the familiar handwriting on the lunchboxes and instantly felt warm. He opened the lunchbox with his name stuck onto it. The smell of sweets instantly filled the whole room. Cen Xiao and the others swallowed involuntarily. Yu Hua had made delicious food again.

Before, Cen Xiao would have wanted to snatch some. But You Zhengping's emotions were going through a dangerous period. He couldn't destroy this sweetness; he could only endure starvation and hold back his teammates.

Fortunately, You Zhengping pushed the other big box in front of them just then. "Yu Hua says this is for all of you. He says everyone has been working hard to protect the people, he can't do anything to help, and giving presents is against regulations. He can only send some food to display the gratitude of a common person."