《BOOK 1》Last Night, the Stars Were Just Like You【Quick Transmigration】(BL)

2- Wealthy Old Man: I treated you like a son, but you...

Translator: dapotaturs

Release Date: 04/14/2024

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Crash!

The glass petal chandelier on the ceiling flickered to life, flooding the entire room with blinding brightness, and revealing every detail inside.

Yu Zhi glanced down to see the young man hurriedly pulling the blanket over himself, his face twisted in discomfort, perhaps from being kicked or falling.

Yu Zhi's first reaction wasn't to rush forward and inquire about his well-being but rather to furrow his brow and ask sternly, "What are you doing here?" And why aren't you dressed?

A hint of coldness and sarcasm flickered in the young man's eyes. In such a situation, there was no need for pretense.

Yet, he played along smoothly, saying, "You didn't tell me where I should sleep."

Yu Zhi sensed something was amiss but didn't dwell on it. After all, according to the original plot, Yin Xu was not so compliant. Even when sent to that old man with peculiar tastes by Lin's father, he never yielded.

Turning away, Yu Zhi headed for the closet and tossed some clothes to the young man. "Get dressed. Find any guest room to rest. We'll talk tomorrow."

To Yin Xu's ears, this translated to "You have a day's reprieve. Tomorrow, we'll deal with this."

He wasn't being dramatic. He reluctantly put on the man's clothes, half-covered by the blanket, even though it made him feel nauseous, even though he wished he could immerse himself in disinfectant, he didn't show it.

But one was a fully developed adult male, and the other was an adolescent boy not yet fully grown, which meant that when he put on the clothes, it looked like a child wearing adult clothes, comical and ridiculous.

Seeing this, Yu Zhi's brows relaxed, his voice involuntarily softened. "Wear them for now. Tomorrow, I'll have someone bring you clothes that fit."

He was just a child, a minor matter, not worth fussing over.

Recalling the kick he delivered just now, he couldn't help but worry. In the previous world, it wasn't a time of peace, and his identity was special. He was on guard against assassination attempts every day, and encountering such a situation had almost become reflexive.

"Where did I kick you? Does it hurt?"

Yin Xu trembled all over, unable to see his expression as he lowered his head. He deliberately ignored the fiery pain in his buttocks but felt it must be bruised and swollen. His voice remained calm. "It's fine. Doesn't hurt."

Yu Zhi knew the strength of his kick. How could he not know he was lying? But he also considered it a private area, difficult for the other party to talk about. "There's medicine under the coffee table in the living room. If it hurts, apply it yourself."

Glancing at the time, he added, "It's too late. Go to bed."

Yin Xu, enduring the pain in his buttocks, was ushered out of the room, hesitatingly glancing at the closed door.

After hesitating for a moment, Yin Xu limped his way to the living room, kneeling on the ground and rummaging under the coffee table. His fingers paused when they touched a small box.

He took out the box and looked at the name on it. Although it was unopened, he felt as if he had touched something dirty. He quickly threw it aside, his chest heaving irregularly, a hint of mockery curling his lips. He gave up on finding the medicine, stood up, and went straight to the guest room, picking the room farthest from the master bedroom.