He said the person he liked was his master, not Liu Buli.
Because no matter whether he wanted to admit it or not, Lu Wuming had already discovered that in his heart, the man in front of him, who called himself his master, could no longer be superimposed with the ghost Liu Buli from his past life memories.
That Liu Buli would not smile, and his gaze towards him held only endless disgust and malice. But the master in front of him was different. He smiled a lot, and his gaze towards him always held emotions that Lu Wuming had never felt before.
He liked Master.
He wanted to be with Master forever.
But if one day, Master turned back into Liu Buli. He would still not hesitate to kill him, just like in his previous life, flay him, and make him feel all his pain.
Only this time, there was a slight difference.
Lu Wuming looked up at Liu Buli's face.
If he were to kill this man in this life, he would dig out his eyes before he died.
He liked the way those eyes looked at him.
So he wanted to dig them out and keep them by his side. That way, when he thought about it, he could take them out and look at them. Perhaps he could feel the warmth he felt now.
Lu Wuming thought very seriously.
But Liu Buli didn't know what he was thinking.
The number one fan of the world, the brain-dead fan, was still immersed in the joy of his male god confessing to him. Although he had no interest in the current style of his male god, and knew that the "like" the male god spoke of was merely a simple chick-to-mother affection.
But this was fine too!
This proved that his efforts to warm his male god had been recognized, and his male god had indeed been warmed. Wasn't that enough?
The smile on Liu Buli's face became even brighter. He looked at the jade pendant Lu Wuming handed him and hung it on his waist without hesitation.
He also took Lu Wuming's half, and after squatting down to help him hang it on his waist, he looked up at Lu Wuming and smiled, replying, "Master likes you the most too, so we'll be together forever."
As he spoke, he reached out and stroked Lu Wuming's head.
His movements were especially gentle, and his eyes held endless affection and care.
Lu Wuming stared blankly at his eyes, and after a long time, he softly let out a "hmm."
He said they would be together forever.
He remembered.
After saying this, Liu Buli took Lu Wuming's hand again and led him to continue walking through the market. His purpose for coming here this time was twofold: first, to let his male god see the world, and second, to buy something.
After wandering for a long time, he finally spotted a book stall. Liu Buli squatted down and searched for a while, and indeed, he found two beginner dictionaries.
Holding the books in his hands, he looked at others.
Most of them were picture books. Liu Buli flipped through them for a while, unable to discern their quality, so he randomly picked a few with more pictures and bought them along with the dictionaries.
Lu Wuming watched him the entire time he was doing this. Seeing Liu Buli pick up the items and stand up again, he looked at the things in Liu Buli's arms with curious eyes.
Sensing his gaze, Liu Buli handed one of the books to Lu Wuming. He said, "This thing is called a book. It contains stories, some true and some false, compiled by others. I want to teach you to read, and I want to help you understand more about this world. But this will probably be troublesome, so let's take it slow. Don't worry, I'll be able to teach you."
Lu Wuming listened to his explanation and looked down at the picture book in his hands.
There were many characters, like a comic strip.
Unfortunately, he had no interest in this. He just glanced at it and closed it again.
Because at this moment, Liu Buli was by his side.
Compared to reading, he wanted to look at the other person more.
The brilliant lights of the market cast a faint glow on Liu Buli. He looked around, and from time to time, he would turn back to look at Lu Wuming.
How could those eyes, which Lu Wuming couldn't take his gaze off, be so beautiful...
Lu Wuming couldn't understand it no matter how hard he tried.
In the end, after they had finished touring the market and eaten their fill, they had also bought everything they needed.
Liu Buli took Lu Wuming to an inn in the city to stay. He was worried that Lu Wuming would be afraid to be alone, so he only asked for one room.
Although this town was large, it was still a place for ordinary people. The decoration and furnishings in the room were nowhere comparable to those in the Dan Sect, but it was just for one night, and it was bearable.
"There's no hot spring here, and I'm not used to using outdoor bathtubs, so we'll make do tonight and skip bathing, okay?" Liu Buli asked Lu Wuming with a smile, as if coaxing a child.
Lu Wuming was indifferent, of course.
For so many years, his bathing had been shedding his skin. He had never looked forward to such things. If Liu Buli said not to do it, then not to do it, what difference did it make?
The double bed was quite spacious, and with Lu Wuming being so thin and small, he barely took up any space when he curled up on the bed.
Liu Buli lay down with him and reached out to pinch the boy's thin arm. Liu Buli sighed in his heart.
With this skin-and-bones appearance, even eating well for a meal or two wouldn't show any results.
If he wanted his male god to become solid and strong, he didn't know how many years it would take.
The soreness in his heart surged again. Liu Buli took a deep breath, turned, and pulled Lu Wuming into his arms.
The boy's body stiffened for a moment, seeming very unaccustomed to such contact. Even his breathing momentarily paused.
He had only intended to comfort the other person with this gesture, but after doing it, Liu Buli realized that only he felt pity and heartache.
His male god was already accustomed to this frail feeling, and any words of comfort seemed somewhat redundant.
After holding back for a long time, Liu Buli finally came up with an explanation for his actions. He said, "I won't sing you a lullaby today. You can sleep in my arms. See how strong I am? Doesn't that make you feel secure? You should eat well and exercise well in the future, and then you'll be as strong as me, understand?"
Lu Wuming looked at him, then lowered his gaze to the well-proportioned, fair arm holding him. He didn't really understand.
Liu Buli had a little more flesh on him than he did, but not much more.
So this was called solid and strong?
Lu Wuming didn't understand. He just felt that the embrace was incredibly gentle, and he wanted to continue leaning on it.
He closed his eyes, imitating Liu Buli, and after a short while, Lu Wuming fell asleep.
That night, Lu Wuming, who had been having nightmares for decades, had a good dream for the first time.
He slept soundly.
In his dream, he saw the sun.