Chapter 427: Fifth World: Sweetest illusion

Qie Ranzhe retracted his Qi from Zhao Zhi's body and sat beside him in silence. He peered at the sleeping man while lost in thought. For the past week, he was angered by Zhao Zhi's confession and couldn't help but avoid him lest he does something he would regret. But thinking of it now he felt like he was incredibly petty.

This yao had saved him from the jaws of death and also gave him the most precious gift. Even though his rescue back then was done with hidden intentions, the man still saved him. Whatever happened after was an accident so what was he mad about?

He couldn't help but feel like a drama king for throwing an unnecessary fuss. Qie Ranzhe subconsciously reached out with his warm fingers to caress Zhao Zhi's cheeks which felt so good that he couldn't bring himself to stop. His fingers moved down to those pink lips which he brushed with his thumb.

The tingling sensation from touching such an intimate place was not only felt by him but also the subject of his groping hands. Despite being in a deep sleep, Zhao Zhi chuckled and said, "Ran-ge sto-stop," before falling back into silence.

These words had him frozen in place in disarray. There it was again, that name that only ever came out of this man's lips like they were on familial terms. Everyone from his cousin to his companions call him sect leader but this outsider dared to call him Ran-ge. He couldn't understand what kind of backing Zhao Zhi had to call him that when even his closest family member didn't dare to do such a thing.

In his vexation, Qie Ranzhe realised something. He must be important to Zhao Zhi which meant he could help him. They had slept together so maybe to him they had an inseparable link. With that in mind, he decided to give it a shot and probe into Zhao Zhi's illusion.

While the sect leader was giving it a try, Wen Qinxi was stuck in the world's sweetest illusion. A dream he wouldn't want to wake up from. When he opened his eyes, he was back in his old apartment lying in his comfy bed cuddling with a fluffy body pillow.

As soon as the haze in his eyes cleared up he sat up straight trying to figure out what day it was. He felt there was something very important that he was forgetting but no matter how hard he tried to recall what it was he couldn't remember.

Feeling somewhat annoyed, he threw the quilt off the bed and put on his slippers. He was about to go to the bathroom when his cellphone rang from under his pillow. He tossed the pillow aside while scratching his dishevelled head of hair.

The caller ID was saved as 'Dan-didi' and a don't answer notification, presumably set by him. It was none other than Wen Danzhe possibly trying to lure him out of his layer as usual.

He swiped the green button and said, "I am so fuckin busy."

Wen Danzhe, "...."

"Oh I see, now that you have a fuckin boyfriend you forget your little brother. Shiiitttt.... keep ignoring me and I will tell on you," he said in a teasing tone.

Wen Qinxi's brow creased slightly before recalling Qie Ranzhe but something didn't seem right. He began to probe deeper into his memories but Wen Danzhe brought him back to the conversation. It was almost like something was deliberately stopping him from digging into that gut feeling by distracting him.

"Hey, I was just messing with you. But seriously, let's hang out. I need a good wingman tonight," explained Wen Danzhe thinking Wen Qinxi was angry.

Wen Qinxi smiled hearing this and said, "Fine, send me the details," while walking to the bathroom.

"Ah, dage is so fuckin awesome. I will send you a fat red envelope at my wedding. Oh.... by the way, aren't you supposed to be at work? It's already eight," asked Wen Danzhe after hearing the shuffling sound of slippers.

Wen Qinxi took the cellphone off his ears and his eyes widened as he saw what day it was. It was Friday and here he was walking lackadaisically in his apartment. "Oh shit! I am so fuckin late," he said before tossing the phone beside the sink to wash up frantically.

Wen Danzhe heard the hurried scuffles at the other end of the line so he said, "You are dating the boss anyway so why are you panicking. Just give him some candy on his office desk and he would forgive your sins, hahaha..... hello, Qi-ge. Can you hear me?" Because the cell phone wasn't on loudspeaker, Wen Qinxi didn't hear him.

He ran out of the bathroom in a frenzy after brushing his teeth and picked up whatever piece of clothing he could find. He dressed at light speed and picked up his keys and laptop bag before rushing towards the door.

He didn't even notice how messed up his hair was as he turned the door lock. Wen Qinxi swung the door open only to be stopped by a sturdy figure. Dressed in a slim fit navy suit and a pair of polished oxford shoes was the man of his dreams.

Wen Qinxi raised his head to look at his face with high expectations. To his surprise, Qie Ranzhe was holding his cellphone which was on loudspeaker while peering at him.

"Sorry, the number you have dialled is busy at the moment. Please try again later....," was the sound of the automated telecommunication lady followed by a beeping sound indicating the end of the call.

"I....," was all Wen Qinxi could say before Qie Ranzhe passed the threshold of the apartment forcing Wen Qinxi to walk backwards.

"Your number seems busy.... who were you talking to this early instead of being at work?" asked Qie Ranzhe while placing his hand against the wall trapping his target in place.

Wen Qinxi had ceased moving a long time ago because he had hit the wall behind him. Now he was trapped in a corner with a wall on his right side and Qie Ranzhe's hand on the other.

"What? Cat's got your tongue," said Qie Ranzhe with a smirk on his face. He reached out to touch Wen Qinxi's drawstrings from the man's hoodie. Qie Ranzhe played with the strings with his slender fingers while waiting for his boyfriend to answer.

Wen Qinxi was so stupefied that he couldn't utter a single word. There was definitely something very wrong with this situation but he couldn't think straight with his heart beating as loud as a drum. His beating heart wasn't his only drawback in this matter because Qie Ranzhe leaned down in the next second and planted a passionate kiss on the nerd's soft lips.

Wen Qinxi, 'Fuck!'