After Playing the Fool and Marrying the Blind Villain [Transmigration] - Chap 60
Less than ten minutes after the WeChat message was sent, Bo Yueming and Yan Cen appeared at the door of the bar.
Pei Yi couldn’t help but stare—
The indoor environment of the bar was very dim, and the downlights all around shone on Bo Yueming’s features, presenting a kind of cold and inviolable aesthetic.
It was like they had an innate connection.
Bo Yueming had never set foot in this bar before, but he located Pei Yi at first glance. His eys were deep and calm, with an attraction that only belonged to him.
Pei Yi noticed that his heartbeat was out of control, and he inexplicably wanted to crash into the other’s arms.
Only a few steps away, Bo Yueming and Yan Cen approached with long strides.
Yan Cen’s eyes were fixed on Li Yuan’s figure, and his worry was beyond words. “How much did he drink?”
“Less than a bottle and a half of Wei Sparrow,” Pei Yi replied truthfully, raising his eyes toward Bo Yueming.
Their silent gazes met.
Pei Yi seemed to clarify and ask for credit, “I didn’t drink a sip! Not a drop.”
Bo Yueming’s lips curved up. “En, you were very well-behaved tonight.”
“……”
Who wants you to praise me for being well-behaved?
I can tell the difference between what’s important and what isn’t!
Pei Yi thought this to himself and pretended to calmly change the subject, “Let’s get out of here first, shall we? So we don’t attract the attention of others.”
Bo Yueming and Yan Cen were the two representatives of good looks in the original text. One was usually enough to attract attention, but now that there were two, it would inevitably attract even more if they stayed for a long time.
Yan Cen nodded. “En, my car is parked outside.”
Pei Yi tried to wake this person up. “Yuan?”
The drunk Li Yuan snorted, closing his eyes and leaning back in the booth. He felt dizzy, and his stomach burned uncomfortably.
“Don’t try to call for him, I’ll carry him out,” Yan Cen volunteered. “Pull him up for me.”
His first thought was to directly carry him in his arms, but this was a public place, after all. He was afraid that Li Yuan would try to save face and refuse to cooperate while half asleep.
Pei Yi didn’t want to waste time here, so he stepped forward to assist.
Li Yuan, who was drunk and dizzy, felt his body suddenly soar into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he landed on a broad back. The familiar fragrance of tea leaves met his nose, a splitting ray of clarity in the chaotic drunkenness.
“…….”
Li Yuan felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart and couldn’t help but clench his hands to hold on tightly, regardless if this was an illusion or reality.
“Senior.”
The low sob hit his ears, ineffably burning Yan Cen’s heart. He tilted his head and whispered softly, “Don’t cry.”
The group of four left the bar, and a car stopped at the main entrance.
Bo Yueming suggested, “Pei Yi and Mr. Li should sit in the back.”
Yan Cen placed Li Yuan in the back seat. “Yueming, you take co-pilot. I’ll drive.”
“All right.”
The sound of the closing door awakened Li Yuan for a moment of sobriety. He struggled to confirm his surroundings, and then tried to get out of the car.
“Don’t take care of me, I, I’ll go back by myself.”
Pei Yi stopped his friend’s movements and buckled his seatbelt for him. “Where are you going to go back to now?”
As far as he knew the Li Yuan in the original text lived with An Yang before his past was revealed.
This kind of farce happened today, and he was so drunk. How was it suitable for him to go home?
“…….”
Li Yuan was at a loss for words.
Yan Cen watched his expression through the rearview mirror. “How about I take Mr. Li to stay with me?”
Just as Li Yuan shook his head, Pei Yi beside him refused on his behalf. “No.”
Pei Yi leaned closer to the passenger seat. “Er-ge, can I take Yuan back to the villa for the night first?”
It wasn’t that Pei Yi didn’t want to give Yan Cen and Li Yuan a chance to be alone, but he could see his friend’s unspeakable feelings and thoughts, and understood his sensitivity and self-esteem—
For Li Yuan, such an outrageous and absurd event had happened tonight, and Yan Cen saw all of his embarrassment before he could hide.
If he had to stay with him in this situation, even if he could drunkenly get through tonight, he might not be able to face Yan Cen properly when he woke up the next morning.
Bo Yueming thought for a moment, and agreed. “There is Uncle Kai at home, in case Xiao Li feels uncomfortable, so there are more people to take care of him.”
Yan Cen wanted to say something more, but considering his unfamiliar relationship with Li Yuan, he could only suppress his worry.
“Then I’ll drive you back first.”
“Okay, we’ll trouble you.”
. . . . . .
Forty minutes later, Pei Yi and Uncle Kai helped the drunk Li Yuan back to the small bedroom.
Pei Yi assisted his friend in taking off his stained sweater, and set it outside. “Uncle Kai, prepare the hangover medication and so on for Yuan tomorrow.”
“Okay, Little Sir.”
Pei Yi didn’t want to disturb the already drunk and drowsy Li Yuan, and there was still a little worry that couldn’t be explained. “Right, are there any extra quilts at home?”
This could be regarded as a small selfishness. He really didn’t like to let his quilt be stained with another person’s scent.
Uncle Kai replied, “There is, I’ll get it now.”
Pei Yi added, “Bring another glass of water. It’s easy to get thirsty in the middle of the night with a hangover.”
“Okay.”
After Uncle Kai left, Bo Yueming continued to lean against the door of the bedroom without moving.
He watched Pei Yi bustle around Li Yuan with a lot of attention to detail, and felt a bit of indescribable sourness in his heart. “You’re going to sleep with him tonight?”
Pei Yi answered as a matter of course, “En. Didn’t Uncle Kai say that the guest room on the first floor hasn’t been cleaned?”
Bo Manor covered a large area, and had single family villas prepared for guests. As for the villa where Bo Yueming lived, apart from the space they usually stayed in, there was only one guest bedroom.
They brought Li Yuan back so suddenly that Uncle Kai didn’t have time to prepare the bedding, and it would be too much trouble to tidy it up now.
Bo Yueming was about to say something more, when Uncle Kai came back with the quilt in his arms. “Little Sir, here it is.”
“En.”
Pei Yi quickly settled Li Yuan, then turned around and found that Bo Yueming was still motionless at the door. “Er-ge?”
Bo Yueming looked at him. “What is it?”
Pei Yi recalled his biological clock. “It’s almost eleven o’clock, aren’t you going to hurry to wash up and sleep?”
“…….”
He finally got the kitten to say a few words to him, the result was to issue an order to drive him away?
Bo Yueming’s mood was low, but he didn’t show it outwardly. “En, I’ll go back.”
. . . . . .
The night was already deep.
After washing up, Pei Yi wrapped himself in his quilt and lay down. He looked at Li Yuan, who had fallen asleep drunk on the bed, and inwardly prepared for insomnia until dawn.
He could never get used to sleeping in the same bed with outsiders, even friends who had been with him for many years.
Pei Yi buried half his face in the quilt, but an out of the ordinary thought popped up in his mind—
It would be great if Bo Yueming was next to him. Then he wouldn’t have to worry about insomnia, and he could sleep well.
As soon as this idea was formed, a slight click sounded from the closed door.
Inspector, who was huddled in the cat nest, got out. “Meow-wu~”
Pei Yi opened his eyes vigilantly, and the second he saw the person clearly—
Bo Yueming picked him up horizontally, both the person and the quilt!
Pei Yi instinctively grabbed the other party’s arms, and called the other’s full name uncontrollably, “Bo Yueming, what are you doing?”
“Shh, take it easy.”
Bo Yueming went out with him. “Go sleep in my room.”
Pei Yi resisted slightly. “That won’t work, hurry and let me down.”
After Bo Yueming confirmed that Inspector had left the room with them, he softly closed the bedroom door. “I remember that you’re not used to sleeping with strangers. Do you want to lose sleep tonight?”
Pei Yi, who was poked at the heart of the matter, muttered softly, “I can’t sleep with you either.”
Bo Yueming lowered his head and drew closer. “You really don’t want to? We’ll both be covered with our own quilts, what are you afraid of?”
“……”
Pei Yi thought of his inexplicable thoughts not long ago, and had a guilty conscience.
Bo Yueming smiled without saying a word, and continued to take Pei Yi to the master bedroom.
The reason he agreed to take Li Yuan home for the night was because he was waiting for this opportunity. How could he give it up easily?
A soft pillow was placed under his head. Pei Yi gave up struggling and hid under the quilt like a turtle.
Bo Yueming chuckled, reminding him, “The heater in the room is turned on. It will get hot if you cover up like this.”
“Not hot.” Pei Yi said stiffly, “Don’t worry about it, go to sleep.”
Bo Yueming unexpectedly cooperated, and didn’t speak further.
Time passed minute by minute.
The sultry heat wrapped around him gradually permeated his entire body. Pei Yi opened his eyes a bit, and after confirming that Bo Yueming was not looking at him anymore, he planned to admit defeat quietly.
It was a pity that he miscalculated the distance between himself and the edge of the bed, and as soon as he turned to kick the quilt off, most of his body suddenly fell into the air.
“Ah!”
Having expected this for a long time, Bo Yueming firmly grasped Pei Yi’s wrist, spun around, and pressed him halfway underneath him.
“…….”
“…….”
Wrists intertwined, their eyes met.
Pei Yi was enveloped in that familiar scent and weight. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to that turbulent, lingering night. Everything around him was swaying, like drifting in the clouds or falling into a lake.
Pei Yi’s breathing became disordered. “You did that on purpose?”
Bo Yueming drew closer without concealment, trying to fully expose his true self. “Yes, I did it on purpose.”
When he carried Pei Yi to bed, he speculated that the other party would definitely avoid getting close to him, so he only left him a little room to turn around.
Bo Yueming was like a cheetah lurking in the dark night, waiting for the moment his prey fell into his trap and was captured by him.
Bo Yueming approached the sound of his breathing. “Little Sir, I forgot to ask that night. Did it feel good?”
Pei Yi felt that his whole body was unbelievably hot, and his thoughts were confused. “I d-don’t know.”
Bo Yueming rubbed those thin lips with his fingertips, stroked his Adam’s apple all the way down, and then farther down. “Then I’ll help you again. You feel what I do next, all right?”
“……”
Pei Yi wanted to duck back, but his longing lurking in the depths took the lead, and he unconsciously sent himself into the other’s arms.
“En?”
The kitten’s murmur was one of resistance, but even more invitation.
Bo Yueming’s eyes darkened suddenly, and the palm that had already fallen moved for real.
Time blurred as slightly cool fingertips mixed with the rising heat, and finally blended together wonderfully.
Pei Yi let out a muffled moan, with a soft tone at the end.
He stared at the person in front of him dazedly with misty eyes, and it was too late to figure out why he was in the hands of the other person.
Bo Yueming resisted his urges, and only rubbed the hair on the other’s forehead slightly, unwilling to touch more.
Pei Yi couldn’t speak, and his mind hadn’t fully recovered yet.
He huddled in Bo Yuemings arms as his confused thoughts wandered, and he asked uncertainly, “Bo Yueming, are we considered friends with benefits like this?”
The confirmation of their relationship didn’t involve romance, but crossed the boundaries that should be between friends and family.
Such a relationship only indulged in the pleasure of the moment, and did not require emotional compatibility and responsibility.
Pei Yi though inexplicably, if his title was used to label the relationship between the two of them, with proper awareness and early preparation—
Maybe in the future, when Bo Yueming’s feelings for him faded away, he wouldn’t have to bear the pain that Father Rong endured.
“…….”
Facing this sudden question from the person in his arms, Bo Yueming was stunned for several seconds, and the joy in his eyes faded away.
“Wait a minute.”
“Huh?”
The sudden loosening of the embrace created an emptiness in Pei Yi’s heart.
Bo Yueming went into the bathroom without turning his head. The sound of dripping water could be heard for a while before he brought back a warm towel. “Wipe?”
Pei Yi’s cheeks were hot. He cleaned up without saying a word.
Bo Yueming sat down on the edge of the bed and said solemnly, “Pei Yi, let’s talk.”
“What?”
“We’re not friends with benefits.”
Bo Yueming dove straight in, his eyes filled with helplessness and guilt. “I never intended to use this label to tie the two of us together.”
“Whether it was that night or just now, from beginning to end, I thought that since you agreed and didn’t resist, we had made progress.”
“It was me who forgot to take your feelings into consideration, and also me who went back on my promise.” Bo Yueming hesitated to speak.
A trace of rare remorse welled up on his face. It seemed that whatever he said would be wrong. He had clearly promised not to touch the bottom line of the other party, but he was so impatient that he lost his sense of proportion.
Two months was too short. Bo Yueming feared that there would be no time to change anything, and even more afraid that Pei Yi would leave with his suitcase again.
A soundless silence spread.
Pei Yi realized that the other party may have misunderstood his question. “Er-ge?”
“I’m sorry. It won’t be like this in the future.” Bo Yueming didn’t mention the uneasiness in his heart, but just renewed his promise.
He put the fallen quilt back onto Pei Yi. “It’s getting late. I’ll leave the master bedroom for you, and go sleep on the sofa for the night.”
“No!”
Pei Yi held him back. He wanted to explain, but was afraid that the more he said, the more confusing it would become. “It’s not what you think. I just thought that this sort of relationship is simpler.”
“Pei Yi, I don’t want to use such words to define us. Do you understand?”
“I understand,” Pei Yi replied very quietly. “I just need some time to get used to it. I, I really never thought about falling in love.”
“I know, I won’t force you.” Bo Yueming didn’t want to put any pressure on him. “It’s getting late, go to bed.”
Pei Yi mumbled, “That small sofa won’t fit you.”
Bo Yueming knew what he meant. “Then I won’t go?”
“Anyway, it’s not our first time sleeping together.”
Pei Yi gave this reasoning, and Bo Yueming gave a low laugh in exchange. The two lay back on the bed again, and the bedside lamp was turned off.
Pei Yi tossed and turned in the dark, unable to sleep. His thoughts were still stuck on the conversation just now.
He hesitated for a while, and finally moved to the middle of the bed. “Er-ge.”
“En?”
“I wasn’t unwilling.” Pei Yi plucked up his courage, but couldn’t hold back the hot shyness, speaking more and more quietly. “It was actually quite comfortable.”
Before transmigrating in the book, he had very little such experience, and after transmigrating into the book, it was equal to zero.
Bo Yueming’s joy flowed from his mouth, “Thank you for your approval, Little Sir.”
Pei Yi hurriedly closed the topic. “Good night.”
“Good night, Little Sir.”
. . . . . .
Early the next morning.
Pei Yi entered the small bedroom with hangover soup and breakfast, and Li Yuan came out of the bathroom after washing up.
Their eyes met, and Li Yuan, who was struggling with a headache, was a little cautious. “Thank you, Little Young Master Pei.”
The sweater he had been wearing the night before had been washed by Uncle Kai, and the new clothes he was wearing now belonged to Pei Yi.
Although the size was a little tight, it wasn’t uncomfortable, and didn’t look bad.
Pei Yi put the breakfast plate on the desk. “I was afraid you would feel uncomfortable going downstairs to eat breakfast. You drank so much alcohol last night, so I suppose your stomach isn’t feeling well right now?”
“……”
Li Yuan started at Pei Yi without saying a word, astonishment and doubt hidden in his eyes.
Pei Yi lifted Inspector, who was at his feet begging to be picked up, and said casually, “Why are you looking at me like that? Didn’t you figure it out last night?”
“I’m neither a fool nor stupid. I was pretending before.”
Upon hearing this confession, Li Yuan realized that the remaining memories in his mind were not illusions.
He didn’t quite understand. “Since Little Young Master Pei has been pretending all this time, why did you tell me? Aren’t you afraid I’ll spread the word about this?”
Pei Yi slowly rubbed Inspector’s little head, leaning against the desk. “I’m a YWY partner, so Xiao Li won’t betray me, right?”
Li Yuan listened to Pei Yi reveal himself and stood there for a moment, then walked up in big strides—
“You’re Will?!”
Pei Yi put Inspector back on the ground with a smile, then patted his computer. “Little Mister Li, do you need me to open the Youtu website to prove it to you?”
A glimmer of light finally broke through Li Yuan’s dark and cloudy mood, and his tone relaxed. “
“No wonder you said at the beginning that it was inconvenient for us to meet. You were deep undercover!”
“I said before that one day you would know who I am.” Pei Yi stretched out his hand and gave a slight smile. “And now is the most suitable time.”
“The most suitable time?” Li Yuan was puzzled, but still reached out to take his hand.
“Pear Garden, the matter between Li and Pei has already happened, so I won’t offer cliche words of comfort.”
Pei Yi was not the kind of person who wanted to talk around things, and didn’t deliberately find an angle to comfort his friend. “I just hope you know that—”
“No matter what, you have me as a partner in business, and in life, you also have me as a friend.”
Hearing what Pei Yi said, Li Yuan finally merged the image of Will in his mind with the person in front of him.
“Thank you, I understand.”
He was no longer a fledgling university student. He had his own business, as well as his own partners, colleagues, and friends!
“Please don’t speak politely.” Pei Yi knocked on the edge of the plate and urged, “Eat it while it’s hot.”
Li Yuan sat down and pulled himself together, taking a sip of hangover soup to warm his stomach. “By the way, last night at the bar…..”
Pei Yi understood his hesitation to speak. “Last night when you were drunk and chatting, it happened that Yan Cen and the others hadn’t left yet, so I messaged them and asked them to come help.”
“Mr. Yan?”
Li Yuan recalled the scene where he was drunk, and swallowed unconsciously.
Pei Yi saw through his hidden anxiety, and pretended not to notice as he continued: “En, with that out of the blue incident, we could tell that you didn’t want to go home.”
“Originally, Yan Cen wanted to take you back to stay temporarily.”
—Clank.
The spoon suddenly slipped out of Li Yuan’s hand, splashing a few drops of soup.
Pei Yi teased knowingly, “Why so nervous? Did you not want me to bring you back here?”
“I’m not nervous.”
Li Yuan ate his breakfast with feigned calm, but rejoiced from the bottom of his heart—
Fortunately, Pei Yi brought him back, and fortunately, he didn’t follow Yan Cen back home! Otherwise, since he was so drunk last night, he might have made an embarrassing scene!
Pei Yi urged his friend to eat up the hangover soup and his breakfast before feeling around in his pocket. “By the way, I have something to return to you.”
“What is it?”
Pei Yi took out a toffee and handed it to the other party. “Your sweater was dirty last night. Uncle Kai found this in the chest pocket.”
“…….”
Li Yuan paused, and pretended to be casual. “Isn’t it just a toffee? I thought it was going to be something good.”
Having said that, he still took the toffee back with a trace of uneasiness on his face before Pei Yi could speak.
“These toffees taste extremely delicious. I will take one now and then when I want to suppress my craving for cigarettes.”
Pei Yi raised his eyebrows at his friend’s revealing and clumsy denial.
If he remembered correctly, the last time Bo Yueming grabbed a bunch of these toffees at GM, didn’t they all come from Yan Cen’s office?
Li Yuan changed the subject. “The Last Fog 1.0” will be released in one and a half months. Are you sure you don’t want to go to the studio and check on it yourself?”
Before, it was because he hadn’t revealed his identity, but what about now?
This was Pei Yi’s plan. “All right, ba. I’ll find time to go there next week.”
In terms of overall game control, Pei Yi had always known better than Li Yuan. This close to the critical moment, as the person in charge, he couldn’t be out of touch!
What’s more, the studio had been established not long ago, and he had to formally meet Lou Yang, Xiang Nansheng, and others!
Li Yuan concurred. “Good. Make sure to tell me in advance.”
Pei Yi thought of something and said in a low voice, “However, don’t say anything for now.”
“Why?”
“It’s a long story. Er-ge…..”
Pei Yi covered his mouth and said in a very faint whisper, “It’s just Bo Yueming, he, he doesn’t know my work identity yet.”
Although Li Yuan didn’t know what kind of medicine his friend was selling in his gourd, he was not a gossip. “Okay, I’ll keep it a secret for you.”
Pei Yi smiled. “Thank you.”
Li Yuan retorted, “Don’t be polite.”
. . . . . .
After breakfast, Li Yuan left the Bo residence of his own initiative.
Pei Yi re-logged into the Youtu website. The auction of the new game “Under the Deep Sea” had successfully concluded last night, with the highest price being 880,000 yuan.
The bidder was the well-known “Xunya Technologies.” It was also a top-level game production company in China, and had always been a clear rival of “Weiyi,” which Pei Yi had worked with last time.
Pei Yi didn’t bother caring about the competition between these big companies. He only made it clear that whoever paid more was the boss!
After confirming the auction price and making multiple agreements with the party in charge, he finally reached an intention for partnership.
This took up the whole day.
Night fell quietly.
Pei Yi broke free from work, and when he opened the door, he saw Bo Yueming sitting on the sofa in the living room.
“Er-ge, when did you get back? Was the company not busy today?” Pei Yi glanced at the electronic clock on the wall. It was not yet six o’clock.
Bo Yueming turned off the tablet in his hand and saw that there was something unusual in Pei Yi’s eyes. “I had something else to confirm today, so I came back early.”
As he answered, his eyes turned to the small bedroom.
“Mr. Li has gone back?”
“He left after breakfast.” Pei Yi walked to the water bar and poured a glass of warm water to quench his thirst, asking casually, “What needs to be confirmed, ah? Work projects?”
“No.”
Bo Yueming fixed his gaze on Pei Yi, and with a half-smile, reported a Weibo ID. “King of Drinking Capacity Will?”
— “Pfft.”
Pei Yi was so startled that he choked, and after he managed to stabilize himself, he turned stiffly.
“Ah?”
Stupid, foolish, and guilty.
Bo Yueming clearly witnessed the kitten’s reaction. He raised his eyebrows and teased, “Is that you? Great god Will?”
