Liu Buli admitted that he had indeed fantasized about it before.
After discovering that he liked men, and then discovering what type of men he liked, he had secretly considered his future life.
For example, what if he and the man he liked were together.
Every day after work, the man would tie on an apron and cook in the kitchen. He would lean against the doorway, watching the other person, occasionally helping out, everything filled with warmth and happiness.
The man was very possessive of him, liking to hold him in his arms at all times. When they were alone, the man would often kiss him, the kisses gentle and lingering, as if they were to become one.
Besides that, during *that* time, it was also long and powerful. The man could smile as he watched him cry, then lower his head and gently kiss away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Similar fantasies, Liu Buli had actually had many times.
But no matter how much he thought, or how specific his thoughts were, he could never imagine what that man would look like.
But at this very moment, looking at Lu Wuming's smiling face, Liu Buli suddenly felt that the blank face in his mind seemed to have been filled.
Lu Wuming was not wrong; he had indeed grown into the appearance he desired.
Whether it was his physique or his looks, his personality or his habits. Everything was developing in the direction he liked, without any deviation.
Facing the morning sun, Liu Buli looked at Lu Wuming's face. He clearly felt his heart beating faster and faster, uncontrollably fast, so fast that he was almost forgetting about their respective statuses...
After a long silence, he pursed his lips and finally spoke, calling out, "Wuming."
Lu Wuming stopped and turned to look at him.
Liu Buli bit his lip, took two deep breaths, and said, "I just want to tell you that, actually, I'm not as carefree and perfect as you see me. I have many flaws. If you were with me, you'd have to indulge me and spoil me, otherwise, I tend to throw tantrums. So I think..."
"I think that kind of Shizun is even more adorable," Lu Wuming smiled and continued forward at the previous pace. He said, "So Shizun can also act a little spoiled with me. I like all of Shizun's moods. We are suited to be together."
Liu Buli's words were snatched away, and he couldn't refute anything with his mouth open.
Seeing him like this, Lu Wuming just smiled again, then silently pulled him towards the back kitchen.
Breakfast was made by Lu Wuming.
Liu Buli didn't know when he had learned all these things. The taste wasn't particularly outstanding, but since it was made specifically for him, it still made Liu Buli's face flush red, his head almost buried in the rice bowl.
While he ate, Lu Wuming quietly watched him.
He felt that his Shizun was like a white fox that had run out from the snow, clean and pure, tender and fair, occasionally displaying cunning little schemes, and capable of baring fangs and claws when angry.
Most importantly, even the way he ate was so captivating. How could he not be a fox spirit from a story?
He licked his lips.
Lu Wuming sighed deeply in his heart.
He had originally thought that after a small taste, the madness in his heart would somewhat subside. But now he realized he had overestimated himself.
It was precisely because he had tasted those sweet flavors that he was even more reluctant to let go. The little person in his heart had, at some point, turned completely black. He sat in the deepest part of his heart, repeatedly carving a few words with a stone in his hand –
I want Shizun to quickly become my person.
I want to take everything from him, so that he belongs only to me.
The voice in his heart grew increasingly frenzied, and a hint of scarlet began to appear in Lu Wuming's eyes. Just as he was about to be swallowed by that malevolent thought, Liu Buli, sitting opposite him, suddenly spoke, softly asking, "Wuming, aren't you eating? You won't grow tall if you don't eat."
The same words as usual.
The same tone.
His thoughts interrupted, Lu Wuming was stunned for a moment, and the ghostly aura that had gathered in his eyes instantly vanished.
Smiling at Liu Buli, he lowered his head and began to eat.
The food entered his mouth, bland and tasteless.
What he wanted to eat...
Was always Shizun...