This Martini Smells Blood

Chapter 6.2 • Doctor's helps

2020 November 14, 7 AM

Wuxie was still deep in his sleep, the best sleep he got after coming to Beijing. His legs were up on top of the couch and more than half of the blanket was down on the floor. The position looked too uncomfortable but only Wuxie knows how nice it was. This was the first thing Yanjing see when he came out of his room. Yanjing was all dressed up, black jeans and navy-blue shirt tucked in neat and clean. He was tall and his long lean legs were always looked good in the skin-fit jeans. He has a fair complexion and the jet-black hair parted sideways, perfect, he looked. He was already 32 but never looked older than 20. Same today too.

Yanjing after going to the kitchen, having a tea he went of to see the sleepy head.

"Wuxie... Wake up." Yanjing called him but of course, it wasn't enough for Wuxie to wake up. Yanjing looked at his watch and sighed.

I think I won't be getting the answer anytime soon. Well, I'm not in a rush too. Also, I have a feeling that he will be a parasite. So, I got plenty of time. Yanjing thought.

"Wuxie wake up. Aren't you police? Get up now." Yanjing called shaking him. He rocked him had several times and finally, Wuxie was up. "And look at your sleep. Don't you have shame?"

"What? Do people here sleep sitting like an elite?" Wuxie said with a raspy voice. Getting up to sit straight. Now the blanket was on the floor and Wuxie's hair, clothes were all messy. He looked like nothing less than a homeless person who wanders around and sleeps where ever they want.

"Well, not at least like this." Said Yanjing. Wuxie didn't mind as he was slowly getting out of sleep. He rubbed his eyes and looked up to see Yanjing all fresh and ready.

"Don't tell me you sleep like this Hei ye," Wuxie commented which he got a light smack on the head.

"I have things to do, I'm going out. So, help yourself out."

"No need to be polite. Just say get the hell out, I'm happy to comply."

"Ha-ha... You indeed are smart." Yanjing said playfully and walking towards the main door.

"No need to go straight away. Take a bath or something, but ha... there is no breakfast. If you are hungry, wait a bit more. Kylin will come. You can ask him." Yanjing said opening the door to out.

"Where is he?" Wuxie asked all curious.

"Oh! There he is." Yanjing said as the figure behind the door became visible.

Kylin was all sweaty in his grey and black tracksuit. He had a small backpack which he held by his hands. The sweat drops were dripping from his hair indicating the hard workout session he had. Even all sweaty, it didn't cover the handsomeness of the tall man. Like yesterday, Wuxie forgot breathing and blinking watching him.

Kylin nodded at Yanjing acknowledging the other going out and stepped back for the other to go.

"If you don't mind, can you give him something to eat? He will go back straight away after the breakfast." Yanjing asked catching the other in a bit of surprise.

"Just give him a toast or something. He is a light eater." Yanjing said like he read the other's thoughts. Kylin was all tired and he knew Yanjing had to go. He nodded agreeing to it. Yanjing smiled at him and walked away.

Kylin came inside where Wuxie was still standing there like a mannequin. Kylin looked at Wuxie and had a weird but faded expression as he saw the other. Wuxie noticed it but couldn't understand the meaning behind it. Why is he looking at me like that?