Chapter 65 - The mysterious key

It was not surprising that a key had been put in his pocket, most likely after opening the door.

But the house had a smart fingerprint lock, so there was no need for a key, and even if there was, it would have been in the pocket of the trousers they were wearing, not in their pyjamas.

What's more, Ye Yao carries this key with him.

This key has been with Ye Yao longer than he has been in contact with Ye Yao.

Lu Xun, with a cold face, tossed the key to Ye Yao's side of the bedside table, then brought it back a few minutes later and slipped it into Ye Yao's shirt pocket.

Given Ye Yao's character, the key probably corresponded to the lock that held valuable company information.

Ye Yao must not find out that he has secretly touched these things, otherwise Ye Yao might be angry with him.

Sleeping on Ye Yao's pillow and clutching Ye Yao's clothes, Lu Xun is in a state of anxiety.

He and Ye Yao have been friends for so many years that they have become involved in every aspect of each other's lives, and for Ye Yao, who is in his thirties, this friendship may have turned into a family bond.

The more years you've known someone, the more difficult it is to fall in love with them. Because they know each other so well there is no more novelty, there is no more excitement of blushing.

What can he do to make love with Ye Yao, to turn this friendship into love?

Clutching Ye Yao's clothes, Lu Xun tumbled irritably to the side where he usually slept.

He hadn't been involved for over a decade, and he had even turned into someone who would secretly collect books as boring as that.

The thought of the book disturbed Lu Xun, who got up from bed, went out of the bedroom and went straight to the study, took the book out of the bookcase, went down the hall and handed it to the housekeeping staff who were cleaning the house.

"Throw it away, as soon as you can." Lu Xun said in a cold voice.

"Okay Lu Dong, I'll hand in the rubbish later and take it out for disposal." The housekeeper asked, "Do you have anything else to throw away?"

Lu Xun frowns.

When one cockroach is found in the house, a thousand cockroaches may be present in hidden corners.

Similarly, if there is a book hidden in the corner of his bookcase, then other hidden corners are just as likely to be hiding something dirty and unpleasant.

After letting the housekeeping staff dispose of the rubbish, Lu Xun started rummaging through other hidden corners while Ye Yao was away.

Since Ye Yao would not have gone through his things without permission, the suspicious items must have been hidden in a space that belonged to him and not in a shared space.

There are not many places in this house that belong to him alone and are not shared with Ye Yao.

Lu Xun arrives in the cloakroom.

He has a lot of personalised clothes, as well as Ye Yao, because of the high profile occasions he has to attend.

A small wardrobe does not fit all these clothes, so they have a large cloakroom.

A part of the cloakroom is cluttered with his and Ye Yao's clothes, which blend together and have to be distinguished when it is time to wear them.

In the other section, there is a separate section for Ye Yao's formal clothes on one end and his formal clothes on the other, in case they do wear the wrong clothes on important occasions.

This was his private space, and he didn't believe Ye Yao would go through his side of the wardrobe anyway.

Lu slowly pulled open the corner wardrobe door that was not on his radar before, and saw a variety of neatly hung blazers and shirts, all looking unaltered.

Lu Xun moves his eyes down to the folded and neatly arranged trousers.

Without hesitation, he reached out and lifted the pile of well-fabricated trousers.

The appearance of neatness and normality was destroyed to reveal the truth hidden beneath - among a pile of proper suit trousers were several pairs of intimate apparel that didn't even appear to be in his size!

Lu Xun's fists clenched in this moment, anger burning through his internal organs, and he slammed the wardrobe shut with a fierce thud.

I can't have it, all the clothes in here along with this wardrobe, it's too dirty and disgusting.

What exactly was the basis of the thought that led him to do what he did, he could not understand and would never understand.

With a strong feeling of revulsion and nausea rising up, Lu Xun took a deep breath and left the corner and went to Ye Yao's wardrobe.

He opened the door to Ye Yao's wardrobe and peeked inside to breathe in the scent of Ye Yao's clothes.

The strong feeling of nausea in his heart is gradually suppressed by such an aromatic wrap, and Lu Xun tries to calm down.

He had to look elsewhere to see if there was something equally disgusting in other corners, and if so, he was going to clean up all that rubbish, leaving none behind.

After taking Ye Yao's clothes and giving them a few good sucks, Lu Xun returned from the cloakroom to the bedroom.

The bedroom is the one he sleeps in with Ye Yao, who also has very little personal space.

Lu Xun's eyes came to the half of the bed that belonged to him.

He lifted up the sheets and found nothing suspicious. The mattress and pillows were lifted and again everything was normal.

Lu Xun quickly turns his attention to the bedside table.

This place is 100% suspicious, and last time, he found this drawer locked.

What is the reason for locking the drawer where he and Ye Yao live together, with a clear conscience?

Lu Xun pulls the drawer again, and unsurprisingly it doesn't open. All the furniture and furnishings in their house were of the finest quality, and the bedside table was not half-baked, the wood was thick and hard, not something that could be opened by violence.

Lu Xun frowned deeply, he needed a key to open this locked drawer.

Where could the key have been hidden? To be honest, in all the time he'd been here, he'd never seen a key in that place, and the last time he'd seen one was in Ye Yao's pocket...

Lu Xun's eyes widened slightly and his thoughts paused for a moment before he stood up and quickly grabbed Ye Yao's pyjamas and pulled the tiny key out of his pocket.

If the key was really used to open his drawers, then why was it in Ye Yao's clothes again?

Suspicion rushed to his mind and Lu Xun kept his hand on the key and inserted it into the keyhole.

It was tight, half-jointed and exceptionally smooth.

...... He's about to see the locked up secret.

What would he see?

A group photo, a greeting card sent to each other with the person, the jewellery worn by the person?

The key was on Ye Yao's person, so is it possible that there was a mysterious gift Ye Yao wanted to give him, but saw that he was too injured to give it, so he locked the drawer first?

With a mixture of good and bad thoughts, Lu Xun slowly pulls open the drawer.

The second he saw what was inside, Lu Xun's face turned blue.

A strong feeling of nausea overcame him, even more so than when he saw the scene in the wardrobe earlier.

How could such a thing be placed at the foot of the bed? When Ye Yao is not at home, does the thirty-year-old call his lover to the house and make love in the bed that belongs to him and Ye Yao?

No wonder, no wonder Ye Yao looked so cold when he woke up and saw her for the first time. So Ye Yao had already found out, so how could he still look at him in a good light!

It was the years of friendship that made Ye Yao choose to be patient and tolerant, giving him a second chance, not even mentioning the incident to him, and praising him in every way to protect his image.

Lu Xun could not stand it any longer and punched the hard wooden bedside table hard.

The pain in his hand did nothing to counteract the anger in his heart, but rather made it even more intense.

The space that belonged exclusively to him and Ye Yao was just destroyed.

How can he pursue Ye Yao when he is like this? Ye Yao deserves the best, but he is no longer the best.

Breathing heavily and gasping for air, these were things he could only accept to use with Ye Yao, but that was impossible.

Ye Yao, a man like that, the pure white, unblemished flower of the high country, had nothing to do with such things, much less use so many tools that he couldn't even recognize what they were.

Not to mention that Ye Yao is a straight man, how could he possibly use something like this with him?

On what basis?

* Lu Xun

Although Lu Xun's health check-up was clean, Ye Yao rushed back home after settling work issues as quickly as possible, taking into account that Lu Xun's brain was not yet fully recovered.

He was pretty quick on this trip and nothing should go wrong in this short time.

Ye Yao parked the car and entered the house.

The house was quiet, Lu Xun was not waiting in the hall for his return. Ye Yao thought about it and went straight upstairs to the bedroom.

Maybe he is resting, after all, he is quite tired from the set of tests and it is not unusual for him to be up until now.

Ye Yao lightens his steps so as not to disturb Lu Xun's sleep. He walks to the bedroom and sees the door half-closed.

Ye Yao looks in through the open gap with her head half sideways - and locks eyes with Lu Xun, who has just reached the door, expressionless and with a grim look in his eyes.

It was so sudden that Ye Yao was taken aback and took a step back.

The door was opened from the inside and Lu Xun grabbed him by the shoulders to steady him. Lu Xun's face was still extremely unpleasant, but he made an effort to lighten up on him.

"Scared you?" Lu Xun's voice was deep.

"No." Ye Yao's eyes shifted down and saw Lu Xun carrying an opaque black bag in his hand, and he wondered, "What are you carrying?"

Lu Xun gave a cold laugh.

"I was going to take it to the door and wait for you and throw these in the trash straight after I finished talking to you about it." Lu Xun said, "I didn't expect you to be back so early."

The alarm in Ye Yao's heart was beating like crazy, but she said to Lu Xun as usual, "What's going in the trash, isn't our bedroom always clean? There's no such a big bag of rubbish."

Lu Xun looked at Ye Yao and tried to reach out and touch Ye Yao's cheek, but withdrew halfway through.

He eventually said nothing more, hung his head and opened the bag in his hand to Ye Yao.

Ye Yao glanced inside and felt like she was going to faint.

How did Lu Xun find this? Where did Lu Xun find the key?

Did he lose his memory back to the age of eighteen and actually pick up on his preference for smelling his clothes without any help?

"Disgusting? I feel disgusting too." Lu Xun said softly, "I don't want to help the old me talk or hide things from that me, so I'll tell you all these things."

Lu Xun closed the bag up again, "I'll take it and throw it away, then we'll discuss what happens next."

Ye Yao's head hurts.

Throw it away? He saw his and Lu Xun's wedding ring in it!

Ye Yao snatched the bag out of Lu Xun's hand, who fortunately had now found himself bent, and took a deep breath, saying the truth as gently and politely as he could.

"There's no need to throw it away, I bought everything here with you."