Title: 不正经关系 (Improper Relationship)
Author：御小凡 (Yu Xiaofan)
Translator: 月野 見事 (TsukinoMigoto) @ kin0monogatari
Protagonists ：严海安 (Yan Hai’an – MC), 孙言 (Sun Yan – ML)
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After eating the corrupt meal, it was already nearly two o’clock in the afternoon. Sun Yan took Yan Hai’an back to the studio. Mo Yisheng was already awake, huddled on the sofa while eating the takeout Yan Hai’an told the front desk to order. He is still looking at his easel, as if his brain is processing what to draw.
Yan Hai’an caled out, “Yi Sheng.”
He turned his head, and when he saw Yan Hai’an, he didn’t respond much, but when he saw Sun Yan next to him, a look of boredom immediately appeared on his face, and he reluctantly asked Yan Hai’an using his eyes.
Sun Yan smiled, and his scattered eyes glanced through the entire space, staring at the only decoration in the room— a three set of paintings.
This set of paintings is a bit of abstract paintings and look very similar to each other. The chaotic color saturation is very bright, but it does not give people a lively feeling. There are some thick lines hooked on it seemingly chaotically, entangled from the lower left corner and extending to the upper right. And there is a black patch on each painting. As if the author was venting, he chopped them all off on the canvas with a brush. The position in each painting is different, from left to right, and then to the near upper right.
He squinted his eyes and looked at them for a long time, then he naturally approached Mo Yisheng: “You also drew this?” Before Mo Yisheng could answer, he said, “It shouldn’t be.”
Both Mo Yisheng and Yan Hai’an were a little surprised. It is true that the painting was not painted by Mo Yisheng, but it is difficult for people who are not familiar with painting to distinguish the painter from such a painting whose style is not so obvious.
Mo Yisheng didn’t intend to talk to Sun Yan, but he couldn’t help but ask: “Can you tell the different?”
Sun Yan took a last look at the paintings and asked, “Are you selling it?”
He placed his lunch box on the ground at will, and when it landed on the ground, he said firmly: “Not for sale. Mr. Sun, I’m going to start painting.” The implication is that you should go.
“It doesn’t matter, you can paint.” Sun Yan said, turned around and sat down on the sofa, with his hands open and placed on the back of the sofa, like an old uncle relaxing.
Yan Hai’an gave Mo Yisheng a helpless look, but Mo Yisheng turned around, staring at his painting in a daze, and made up his mind to regard Sun Yan as air.
With Sun Yan’s thick skin, high status, and unpredictable personality, Yan Hai’an had no choice but to take the lunch box from the ground and left melancholy.
Sun Yan raised his eyebrows when he acknowledged that Yan Hai’an is much like a nanny for Mo Yisheng.
Mo Yisheng’s principle is simple; out of sight and out of mind. As long as he can paint, he can put aside other things. He quickly put the annoying guy behind him out of his head and picked up the paintbrush to get on with his work.
Yan Hai’an threw the garbage and went back to the studio with a glass of water. Sun Yan tilted his head slightly, instead of looking at Mo Yisheng, he looked at the set of paintings on the wall.
Yan Hai’an handed the glass of water to Sun Yan in a complicated mood, Sun Yan took it with one hand and held it, and it seemed that he did not intend to take a sip.
In the entire room, only the sofa and the wooden stool under Mo Yisheng’s butt that could be used to sit. Yan Hai’an stood there for a while lost in thoughts, but then quietly sat on the edge of the sofa on the armrest.
Sun Yan gave him a keen look, as if Yan Hai’an had invaded his territory. Yan Hai’an was thinking about whether he should stand again, but Sun Yan had already turned his head away by then.
The only sound in the room was the occasional slight sound that Mo Yisheng made while painting. Yan Hai’an was still wary of Sun Yan’s mischief at first, but after more than two hours, Sun Yan had not said a word, and he gradually relaxed his vigilance and thought about all kinds of chores he should be doing.
Li Qing’s side will gather an insider’s office every month, and it should be done by next week. This time, whether to pull Mo Yisheng to see who will be there… Recently, the number of customers in the studio has increased but the manpower should still be enough. They just won’t invite anyone else for the time being…
The sofa moved slightly, and Yan Hai’an instantly recovered from his thoughts. Sun Yan took out the phone and listened to a few words: “Okay, okay, I know, you can go ahead and finish them.”
The tone was impatient, but there was a kind of intimacy in it. Yan Hai’an glanced at Sun Yan secretly, and found that the sense of distance that was thousands of miles away from the other person’s body had dissipated.
Yan Hai’an was at peace and suddenly came to his senses.
Sun Yan didn’t care at all.
He didn’t care what Yan Hai’an said, he didn’t care about wasting an afternoon with them here when he had nothing to do, and maybe he didn’t care about Mo Yisheng at all.
He was like a lion who had an occasional interest in roadside flowers, just ready to spend his time for a while here.
Sun Yan got up and indicated to Yan Hai’an. The two did not disturb Mo Yisheng and walked downstairs quietly.
“Yi Sheng is so reckless when he is painting, remember to ask him to eat.” Sun Yan said to Yan Hai’an as if talking to his subordinates, “I’ll have dinner delivered for you. I’ll go first, I’ll come again next time.”
He saw the counter and pointed at the price list on the page and said, “Help me get the most expensive one.”
Looking at this statement, it really sounds like a standard line coming from a local tyrant. Yan Hai’an took a deep breath and said to the little girl at the front desk, “Help Mr. Sun go through the formalities.”
The little sister had long coveted Sun Yan’s handsomeness. Her face was slightly flushed red and she took out a form very gently and reservedly.
Sun Yan took the form and raised his chin to Yan Hai’an: “You can fill it out for me, I am too lazy to do it.”
Yan Hai’an took the form silently, holding his chin and raising his head.
The blush on the little sister’s face faded and her eyes were about to pop out.
Sun Yan asked with a smile: “Not happy?”
Yan Hai’an felt like he was pinched in pain, turned his head away, and calmly got rid of Sun Yan’s less serious restraint: “How could it be? I would also like to thank Mr. Sun for participating.”
The tissue with the studio logo printed on it was convenient for the guests to use. Sun Yan pulled out one and wiped his hands slowly: “I like smart people the most. Such people are often more fun.”
He smiled and nodded like a gentleman: “I’ll go first, goodbye.”
The little sister watched Sun Yan leave in a stunned manner, and asked tremblingly, “Boss, who is this…”
Yan Hai’an said normally: “A guest. By the way, order two takeaways, As usual.”
The little sister asked suspiciously: “Hey? But that person just said that someone would send dinner over?”
Yan Hai’an said: “Today let’s pack a work meal. If it was sent to you, you can ask them to eat together.”
“Oh, then…” He didn’t wait for her to ask more. After speaking, Yan Hai’an had already turned and went upstairs.
When it was time to eat, a bouquet of blue hydrangea in a long gift box was delivered along with the five-star takeaway food. Yan Hai’an is very tired. Although the little sister said that this flower brand is from a big name that a celebrity will use for marriage, the cards on this bouquet of flowers are obviously unified. Only the recipient’s name, and no other words, as if the flower giver just gave a perfunctory order.
Expensive, but there’s no heart to it.
This flower, Yan Hai’an asked the little sister in the front desk to use it for decoration and turned back to Mo Yisheng and said such a thing was sent for him lightly.
Mo Yisheng was stunned: “Why did he send flowers to me?”
Fortunately, it wasn’t roses, so he is unsure if Sun Yan obeyed the saying of ‘taking it slow’ or not. Or it is possible that even Sun Yan himself thought that sending roses to men was too much. Yan Hai’an looked at Mo Yisheng’s innocent face, and had to make up a reason that was reasonable but beneficial to Sun Yan: “Probably feel that it is presumptuous to disturb you, and he feels sorry for it so he tries to make up for it.”
“Oh…” Mo Yisheng nodded. His impression of Sun Yan got a little better. “He is an interesting person.”
After taking care of Mo Yisheng and having dinner, Yan Hai’an packed up and didn’t stay in the studio any longer. He went downstairs and smoked a half pack of cigarettes.
He was very irritable and had no one to talk to, so he simply went to the bar he used to go to by himself.
Yan Hai’an didn’t know anyone and he didn’t chat much with the bartender either. He ordered a glass of ginger vodka and sat at the bar with his brows furrowed.
A snap of his fingers exploded in front of him, and Yan Hai’an was stunned.
The person sat on the chair next to him and ordered an iced martini: “Long time no see, I thought I won’t be seeing you anymore.”
Yan Hai’an said lightly, “I’m not dead yet.”
The dim lights in the bar cover up all kinds of blemishes on everyone’s faces. However, Li Xi’s facial features are very well proportioned, so the eye-catching handsome guy attracts countless attention as soon as he walks into the bar.
He laughed and said, “Why do you sound so aggressive? Who made you unhappy?”
As soon as he heard the word ‘unhappy’, Yan Hai’an immediately thought of the pretending criminal who made him unhappy, his face sank, and then his heart also sank. He is aware of his own state.
His temper is not as good as how he usually portrayed himself. Pushing it forward for another five or six years, he is also an arrogant young man who is unreasonable when his temper is up. Now his appearance in front of others is all about self-discipline.
The bar prepared the drink, put a coaster underneath it and pushed it in front of Li Xi. Li Xi and Yan Hai’an chatted casually, and then took a sip and observed Yan Hai’an’s face: “Where have you been recently?”
Yan Hai’an adjusted his emotion, his tone is no longer aggressive: “I’ve been very busy.”
“Well, you are really ruthless.” Li Xi lowered her voice and got closer, “Anyway, we both have the same preference.”
This is an ordinary cocktail bar, So Yan Hai’an didn’t expect to find another gay guy to flirt with him. In other words, Li Xi was very much in line with Yan Hai’an’s appetite in all aspects, and Yan Hai’an wanted to go through with it many times.
Sometimes it’s just too hard to be alone.
However, Yan Hai’an was so busy that he didn’t come to the bar for a while, so the thought of Li Xi naturally faded away. See the man again this time, he is still the same.
Yan Hai’an leaned against the bar with his elbows and looked at Li Xi’s face. After a while, he gave up looking in frustration and went to drink.
Li Xi didn’t know the choice he had made in his heart just now, and teased: “To be honest, do you already have someone in your heart?”
He covered his chest and looked sad: “For example, the unforgettable first love, a crush or something like that?”
Yan Hai’an didn’t answer, raised his brows, held a glass of wine and touched it with Li Xi’s glass: “It sounds like you are very experienced.”
“Tch, at this age, who hasn’t lost a few loves?” Li Xi shrugged calmly, as if he and Yan Hai’an were just old friends, but there was some tender affection in his eyes, “But whatever it is in the past, it’s already over, people always have to move forward.”
Yan Hai’an took a sip of his drink without commenting.
Li Xi smiled and said, “You really don’t have any thoughts about me?”
“Maybe some other time.” Yan Hai’an finished drinking his glass of wine, calculated that he was almost done, got up to leave and said, “I have to go back.”
At this time, the studio was already closed, but Mo Yisheng would still be in the studio. Yan Hai’an didn’t dare to leave Mo Yisheng alone for too long, and his alcohol intake was actually not good, so one cup was enough. Li Xi turned around, leaned back on the bar, and raised a glass to him.
Yan Hai’an took a taxi and went back downstairs. He looked up and saw that there were many rooms with lights on in this building, including Mo Yisheng’s studio. Behind it, standing silently, the buildings of various communities are surrounding it. And behind each window, there is a family.
In the lights of ten thousand houses, which one is lit for me? He thought.
It was probably because he had been drinking and he was slightly drunk, such a hypocritical idea suddenly popped up in his mind. Yan Hai’an shook his head and walked through the door.
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Next update: 2022.04.11
*Translator’s note: although it was only 48 chapters in total, each chapter is quite long so my frequency for updates will be only around 3 times a week, yeah? -K
