This Damned Thirst for Survival

By breaking the news about the Dragon Veins, Daoist Master Wei He was already making his attitude clear. After treating Jiang Luo, he said in a hard tone, "I will find a way to relieve your pain until you find the Dragon Vein to quench your body. I hope you will also release my people, or at least prepare a room for them where they can rest."

He didn't dare look at Chi You, but Chi You instead seemed amused, his laughter changing from stifled laughter to uncontrolled laughter, stopping only before Daoist Master Wei He's body grew stiff and said absentmindedly, "I will, of course, grant you this request when you show tangible progress."

He dared not say anything more and was led away by Teng Bi with a sullen face.

In order to stop the suffering of his people, Wei He found a way to relieve Jiang Luo's pain early the next morning.

Jiang Luo's symptoms improved slightly on the same day.

It takes time to find both the dragon veins and the predestined people, but the days are meant to be lived day by day.

Jiang Luo found life increasingly difficult, not because of his health, but because of Chi You.

Since agreeing to Chi You's advances, Jiang Luo does not show it every time he sees Chi You, but there is something subtly strange in his heart.

For three days after the relationship was established, Jiang Luo avoided any space for the two of them to be alone together. But he avoided all traces of it, so that every time Chi You saw Jiang Luo, he was either sleeping or busy, even though they were clearly in the same space.

Every night when Jiang Luo sleeps, he can feel the meaningful gaze of the evil spirit, which is like a hot wolf or a cold, slimy snake, becoming more and more present every day. Every time Jiang Luo is looked at, he feels two holes in his spine.

Jiang Luo just pretended not to know and shrank further in with his back to Chi You, away from the evil spirit.

Lying in bed with an evil spirit is like playing with the skin of a tiger, but for days Jiang Luo didn't get a single bite from the tiger.

Jiang Luo's emotions are mixed. When he sees Chi You, he can't help but want to go up to him and provoke him, to tease him, to enjoy the feeling of trying to pull the hair out of the tiger's mouth with the evil spirits, and it's addictive enough. But once Chi You is out of Jiang Luo's sight, Jiang Luo's senses snap back and he wants to step back into his normal hater status.

It was not until the evening of the fourth day that Jiang Luo, after taking a shower and trying to repeat his trick of running to bed early, entered his bedroom door and saw the evil spirit waiting for him in the room.

The evil spirit is meticulously dressed, his suit trousers straight, as if he is about to go to a banquet. He is sitting on a chair, patiently waiting for Jiang Luo for who knows how long.

Jiang Luo's scalp exploded as he looked at the way he was about to leave the house in the next second, and the way his thin lips were raised high. He feigned composure as he brushed his hair and tightened his robe unobtrusively, "You're going out later?"

"Yes," the evil spirit hooked his lips, "we haven't had a good time alone since we became lovers, and tonight is a great opportunity."

Jiang Luo was looking at him so hard that the nastiness in his bones almost came out again, but he was able to suppress it with his reason in time, "...... can't, it's quite late."

The evil spirit raised an eyebrow and held out his left hand to check the time, "It's just past seven in the evening."

"It's seven o'clock at night ......" This excuse Jiang Luo himself couldn't go on, he coughed his throat, "Are you okay tonight?"

The evil spirit answered lazily, his head tilted as if he was watching Jiang Luo. The words "I'll see what excuse you can use" were plainly written on his face, and he asked slowly, "Don't you, as my lover, look forward to your time with me?"

Jiang Luo What else can I say?

He tsked, wiped his hair vigorously with the towel a few times, threw it on the bed and went to the wardrobe to get his own clothes.

I don't know who was so thoughtful, but the day after Jiang Luo was brought back by Chi You, there were many items exclusively for Jiang Luo. From winter, spring and autumn clothes to toothbrushes, combs and headbands, Jiang Luo's supplies are all very thoughtful.

Jiang Luo was so impressed with the way the villains were dressed that he took a bit of care in choosing his clothes. He finally settled on a slim-fitting outfit, a dark turtleneck jumper, casual suit trousers and a black coat, and on second thought, he grabbed a British-style grey scarf.

Jiang Luo took the clothes and was about to untie the robe, the belt was coming apart before he gave an afterthought, "Oh," and carried the clothes to the bathroom, "Sorry, I almost forgot you were still here, I'll go out and change."

The evil spirit watched him disappear from sight, narrowing his eyes slightly.

How could he not see that Jiang Luo was doing it on purpose, but even knowing that Jiang Luo was doing it on purpose, he was still successfully piqued.

Jiang Luo looks at himself in the mirror as he gets changed. In the mirror, he looked beautiful, his long hair hanging casually over the collar of his jumper, his eyebrows a little distant in their flamboyance, and his whole person looked aristocratic. Jiang Luo nodded in satisfaction, but then decided that he seemed a bit monotonous in all black. He subconsciously looked around for any finishing touches, and found a familiar ruby trim set at the back of the sink bottles and jars.

Pin in the shape of a red rose, ruby cufflinks, and an additional pair of gemstone studs of a deep red colour, almost with black.

Jiang Luo's brow twitched as he looked at the familiar items.

He had thrown them all into the lake, but they were brought back to him by Chi You.

But this time, instead of throwing them away, Jiang Luo is slowly putting them to use.

Jiang Luo inserts the studs into his ears with little skill. These small accessories have a surprisingly good effect. In the mirror, he has a subtle change again, the crimson studs appearing in his black hair as he speaks.

The corner of Jiang Luo's mouth quirked up as he took one last look at himself in the mirror and walked out slowly.

Chi You waited patiently and when he saw him, his smile curved even higher, he stood up and walked over to Jiang Luo, looking deeply at him, "You're not your usual self tonight."

"Yes?" Jiang Luo changed the subject, "Not going out? Come on."

It's March and Jiang Luo thought it would be a bit warm in his coat, but when he went outside he found it was still snowing.

Jiang Luo took a deep breath of fresh air as he emerged from the labyrinthine underground and looked up in good spirits at the snowflakes that stood out in the light of the dark night.

"I didn't expect to see a little snow in March," he reached out to catch a snowflake, "I've been out for a few days and I've been staying to get mouldy."

The slightly cold breath enters the lungs through the mouth and nose, like swallowing a large mouthful of mint leaves.

Jiang Luo is dressed for the weather and does not feel much cold.

The villain was finishing his cuffs with his head down, the dark patterns on his clothes gushing out in a flamboyantly elegant way to hide them. His body temperature was too cold and he was wearing just one layer of his suit. Snowflakes fell on his shoulders, not even melted by his body heat.

In the midst of the snow, after the handsome evil spirit had elegantly straightened the last folds of his clothes, he noticed Jiang Luo's gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly, his dark eyes hiding endless malice glancing towards Jiang Luo.

It was good that the evil spirit didn't look cold, but he managed to make those who looked at him feel cold themselves.

Jiang Luo tucked his chin into his scarf to draw warmth and shivered.

The evil spirit asked carelessly, "Are you cold?"

Without waiting for Jiang Luo's answer, he reached out and took Jiang Luo's hand in his, his long fingers forcing themselves through Jiang Luo's fingers.

Jiang Luo: "......"

Are you fucking thinking your cold as death hands are a lot better than snowflakes?

Jiang Luo relentlessly tried to pull out his hand, but the evil spirit's fingers were like iron brands, and if he had to rip them away, Jiang Luo would have had to cut off his own hand.

Jiang Luo simply gave up and let Chi You hold him. On the snowy night after seven o'clock in the evening, he only felt like he was holding a hard block of ice. But soon his heat seemed to spread to the other man, raising the temperature much higher where the two palms touched.

As the warmth rises, Jiang Luo notices - they are actually holding hands.

The simple and useless gesture of holding hands should not have made Jiang Luo and Chi You feel anything at all.

But Jiang Luo felt a strange discomfort when he realised that he was with Chi You.

A lover's relationship is a romantic relationship.

Jiang Luo is in a relationship with someone for the first time.

It was also the first time that I held hands with a romantic partner.

His hand grows stiff and Chi You's grip on it tightens. Chi You's fingers rub Jiang Luo's fingers rhythmically, one after the other, and Jiang Luo's finger bones ache from the friction.

A slightly sticky sweat also emerged.

Jiang Luo struggled again, but in an instant Chi You took his hand even harder. Chi You gave him a sideways glance, a warning look that made Jiang Luo take his hand.

Jiang Luo is slightly annoyed, his forehead and neck sweating again. With his other hand he loosened the scarf that was loosely hinged in front of his neck and hooked his fingers into the high collar to give his neck some air, "Let go, it's hot."

The evil spirit pressed the back of Jiang Luo's hand heavily again, the man's naked aggression and the arbitrary toughness of his nature on display in this one stroke, and he said slowly, "I have a very comfortable grip."

Jiang Luo should have been furious and laughed at, but when he heard the words, apart from his anger, he was surprisingly mildly pleased.

Realising how he felt, the dark-haired youth's face twisted slightly.

The evil spirit leads Jiang Luo to a quiet lake.

This is a man-made lake with thick willow trees planted around it. At this time of year the willows have just sprouted, and their long stalks hang over the surface of the lake. There is no snow on the ground, but the leaves of the greenery along the roadside have some poor thin white snow on them.

The lake is calm, reflecting the view of the lake. Jiang Luo casually asks, "What are you doing here?"

Chi You hooked his lips and he looked at the lake and then at the sky.

Jiang Luo couldn't help but follow suit and saw a blurred moonlight in the sky amidst the foggy white snow.

It is a rarity that the moon cannot be seen under normal circumstances when it is raining or snowing, but tonight it was surprisingly visible in its dull yellow light with light snow.

Jiang Luo admired the view with interest as the evil spirit said languidly, "Once in Tian Shifu, there was a certain man who once wanted to brag about his love affair with me to the person I possessed."

"He said," at Jiang Luo's suddenly stiffened expression, the evil ghost wickedly lowered his voice, curiosity lurking in his low voice, "I stalked him to death when I was alive, and I'm still deeply in love with him when I'm dead. In school, I used my authority to take him to the lake to enjoy the moon on many occasions. Jiang students, do you think this scene now is like the 'dating scene' that he had spoken of?"

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