Tang Wu-le was very upset.

Very upset.

To put it simply, this kind of feeling was probably, "I've been threatening and tempting you for so long, and you insisted that you couldn't be corrupted by wealth and power. But as soon as Shadowless appeared, he didn't even say anything, and you immediately kneeled down. You almost shouted 666. Where's my face left?"

Hajime Anze: Is your pride more important than Adonis?

Is it?

Of course it's not.

Looking at Adonis' handsome face, Hajime Anze decided to put aside his original plan and write a novel for his Adonis. Since he's the male lead, erm, I'll write an assassin based on Adonis.

Looking at An Zeyi's dazed expression, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter as he looked at Shadowless, Tang Wule was very unhappy for a moment.

Don't ask me why I'm unhappy. Do I need a reason to be unhappy?

"Let's go, hey."

Tang Wu-le snapped his fingers in front of Hajime Anze's fanboy expression. He felt so upset that if he didn't do something, he wouldn't be able to live up to his reputation as the "Little Tyrant of Tangmen". Therefore, he made a decision in his heart regarding the culprit, Hajime Anze.

He was tired of bullying the small merchants in Tangjia Village. From now on, he'll bully Hajime Anze!

Satisfying!

"From now on, focus on writing novels in this room."

Tang Wu-le muttered to himself, "Write a happy ending for me. Don't make me feel uncomfortable."

He was most afraid of little sister Xiao Wan crying!

What?

Stay in this room?

Hajime Anze was stunned.

No.

Definitely not.

Even if you beat me to death, I won't stay in a room like this.

Using the words of those idiots on the internet in his previous life, such a house and such a design simply blinded his 24k titanium dog eyes.

Could it be that the aesthetic style of the Tang Sect is like this?

Other Tangmen: No, we're not.

"Don't tell me you want to live near Shadowless?"

Tang Wu-le twirled a strand of Hajime Anze's hair between his fingers. The dark, ebony hair glowed with a soft, pearl-like luster. He couldn't help but twirl it around his fingertips. Suddenly, he lowered his head and leaned close to Hajime Anze's ear. His thin lips parted slightly, and his deep, magnetic voice sounded a little flirtatious. "Don't tell me you're indescribably happy?"

Tsk, tsk, to repay a life-saving grace with her body … He smiled at Hajime Anze's exquisite side profile, but there was no smile in his eyes.

This young man was so outstanding that it was not surprising that he was a homosexual.

But why did he feel so angry just thinking about it?

If you don't understand, then don't think about it. Just follow your heart.

"Can you not whisper in my ear?!"

Hajime Anze tilted his head in the opposite direction to avoid it. He frowned slightly, and his snow-white cheeks were tinged with a faint pink color. It was like a beautiful jade, and there was a hint of brilliance in his beauty. He was extremely beautiful. "It tickles."

Tang Wu-le's expression froze for a moment. When he untied him, he saw Hajime Anze's first action was to rub his ear. Then, he looked at him with a strange expression and didn't say a word.

"I'm asking you a question."

Tang Wu-le reached out and poked his face. Hajime Anze slapped his hand away. "Why are your thoughts so dirty?"

"Beta Tauri, you've done so many things that you can't wash away your sins," Hajime Anze frowned. "I only admire and am grateful to my idol. I don't have any other thoughts."

"Idol?" Tang Wu-le was stunned by the way Hajime Anze addressed him.

Oh, so I said the way I addressed my idol in my heart out loud.

Hajime Anze said righteously, "Yes, in my heart, Benefactor is an idol that can be admired from afar and not profaned!"

"To me, my idol didn't just save my life.

Moreover, "Hajime Anze's eyes lit up." My idol is the first hero I've seen in my life! "

"He can fly!

A hero that exists in real life! "

He's alive!

For the rest of his life, he would never forget the image of his Adonis leaping into the air!

My materialistic worldview has collapsed just like that!

Even Newton's coffin can't hold him down anymore!

Tang Wu-le: F * ck, you're retarded.

"I just carried you and flew all the way. Why don't you admire me?"

Tang Wu-le was a little depressed. He sat on the table casually and said, "I'm much more handsome than Shadowless!"

"Beta Tauri."

"What are you doing?

By the way, why don't you call me by my name properly? "

Looking at Hajime Anze's chubby face, Tang Wu-le subconsciously teased him. "Why don't you call me Big Bro Wu-le?"

"… Big Bro Wu-le," Hajime Anze smiled sweetly like an angel and said in a soft voice with a Suzhou accent, "I just feel that the name Beta Tauri is very compatible with you."

Damn, you're a stupid idiot!

Tang Wu-le:???

Since Hajime Anze was just a weak scholar who didn't know any martial arts, Tang Wu-le kept him in the study room and reminded him before going out alone.

Hajime Anze, who was left in the study room with such an eye-catching aesthetic, was speechless …

After tidying up the table, Hajime Anze sat on the chair and started to compose his ideas.

Hajime Anze's original plan was to write a series of novels. He had even thought of a collaboration between the authors of "Crows Singing At Night" and "Katō Haru" to create a world view. This time, "Katō Haru" wasn't about romance. Instead, it was about the struggle of a scholarly girl, from the inner court to the palace, and then to the previous dynasty. As for "Crows Singing At Night", it was about the life history of a meritorious aristocrat's son, from a prestigious family to the turmoil in the imperial court, and then to the competition between countries. The world view was based on the Qing dynasty's Nine Dragons Competition for the throne, where the seven princes and two evil uncles fought for the throne.

He was so bored in the carriage that he even drew the names and relationships of the characters.

In the end, he came to Tangmen and met his idol. Erm, he should write a novel for his idol first.

Write about a killer who saves the heroine from a group of scum?

Erm, would his idol misunderstand and think that he had a crush on him?

Even the heavens took pity on him. His feelings towards his idol were pure and flawless worship and gratitude!

Write about a killer who kills the heroine's entire family and leaves the heroine alone?

No, no, no, no normal woman would have feelings for someone who had a blood feud with her (Gu Zhilan and Qi Jin's incident in the future slapped him in the face).

So …

When Tang Wu-le returned, he saw Hajime Anze sleeping soundly on the table, and a stack of neatly written manuscripts beside him.

"Sugar Bath in Fire" was born.

Tang Wu-le wasn't Hajime Anze's fan, so his first action was to pick up Hajime Anze, who looked like a panda, and place him on the bed in the study room.

He was the one who brought Hajime Anze to Tangmen, so he should pay more attention to him.

Then, he slowly picked up the manuscripts and flipped through them.

The male protagonist was an ordinary person who came from a family of killers (Tang Wu-le: Erm???).

She was neither wealthy nor beautiful, and her martial arts were ordinary in her family. She was not outstanding at all.

Unlike the romantic and elegant male protagonists in other novels of Painting Hall Spring, the male protagonist in "Sugar Bath Fire" was simply a gourd with its mouth cut off. It was the kind that couldn't be beaten with three sticks. He was so taciturn that no charm could be seen at all.

However, the male protagonist had a special characteristic, which was that he liked sweet things since he was young. Especially the sweet cakes made by Uncle Wang, who sold sweet cakes in the market near his home. The hot rice cakes were rolled with a layer of sparkling sugar, and the melted syrup was sweet to the deepest part of his heart.

Why did he like sweet cakes so much?

Because he had been practicing martial arts since he was young. When he got injured during training, he wanted to cry.

When his mother was still alive, she would often coax him with the sweet cakes sold by Uncle Wang. She would tell him to be good and eat the sweet cakes. After eating the sweet cakes, it wouldn't hurt anymore.

Since his mother had passed away, Uncle Wang's candied cakes had become his favorite food.

Uncle Wang had a daughter named Xiao Ya, the female protagonist. She was seven years younger than him.

Although she was young, she was beautiful. She had a sweet smile and small dimples on her face. She often called him "Brother" in a sweet voice.

The two of them could be considered childhood sweethearts. They grew up together until he was seventeen years old. Uncle Wang passed away, and Xiao Ya was sold by her uncle to a human trafficker.

Three years later, when the male protagonist was on a mission to assassinate a corrupt official, he met Xiao Ya in the corrupt official's house.

The 13 year old little girl was very beautiful and sweet. She looked at him with surprise and sadness in her eyes as she called out, "Big Brother."

Because of this call of "Brother", the male protagonist killed the corrupt official's entire family and burned them to the ground.

Under the light of the fire, he carried Xiao Ya on his back and left.

"Let's go home."

He said to the girl on his back.

The girl nodded. Then, he felt the wetness on his shoulder.

Because he killed the entire family without permission, he had no choice but to accept the punishment when he returned.

When he woke up again, he saw Xiao Ya with red eyes from crying and the sweet cakes she made for him.

Eat a piece of sweet cake and it won't hurt anymore.

Just like that, Xiao Ya stayed and lived with the male protagonist.

The male protagonist was still an honest man of few words. However, he would remember all of Xiao Ya's likes and dislikes. Every time he came back, he would bring Xiao Ya a small gift that wasn't very expensive but was very popular with girls. Every day, he would place a flower in front of Xiao Ya's window.

He didn't know how to use flowery words, but his actions were more touching than any words.

Thus, when Xiao Ya was fifteen years old, the male protagonist proposed marriage to her.

The two of them were together.

After they got married, Xiao Ya was still a woman with a sweet smile. The male protagonist was still a man of few words, but his love and adoration for her didn't need any words to feel it.

It was full of emotions between the lines.

It was so sweet that it felt like he had eaten twenty spoonfuls of sugar.

Tang Wu-le smacked his lips. He felt that with Hajime Anze's character as a stepmother who wrote abusive novels, he would definitely have a mouth full of glass shards.

With that thought, Tang Wu-le continued to read.

The reason was none other than the male protagonist.

Xiao Ya was a gentle and kind girl. She loved the male protagonist very much. So no matter how uncomfortable and frightened she was, she tried her best to accept the male protagonist's identity as an assassin. She always felt that this was the place where the male protagonist grew up and lived. She should be more considerate of him.

How could the male protagonist not see her discomfort and sadness?

If she was considerate of him, how could he bear to let her endure such grievances?

So he asked to leave. Even if it was just to be an outsider of the family, as long as he could live an ordinary life with the girl he loved.

How could an assassin leave just because he said so? So he took on a mission that had a very low chance of success. As long as he survived, he could stop his precarious life.

The chance of success was very small, but it wasn't impossible. He didn't choose to tell Xiao Ya. Instead, he held her hand and planted a gentle and deep kiss on her forehead before he left in the morning.

Just as he said before, the chance was too slim. The mission failed in the end.

When Xiao Ya received this nightmare, she didn't cry. Instead, she looked at the winter jasmine on the windowsill in a daze. It was the flower they had planted together on the first day they were together. Now, the delicate flowers had bloomed.

"The flowers have bloomed. Why didn't you come back?"