“They are staying on Confinement Island,” Hesse said, extending his hand. “But outside the island, there are relatives, and naturally, there are things they want.”
“As for letting us out…” Hesse elongated his last syllable and spoke lazily, “I told them I am a believer, and I need to pray outside every day.”
“After staying inside for so long, don’t you want to come out and feel the breeze?”
Yan Chuan thought for a moment and felt that Hesse’s claim about being a believer was merely an excuse, something untrustworthy.
But he still asked, “What about me… will taking me out raise their suspicions?”
Even if Hesse had bribed the prison guards, he surely couldn’t be as reckless as he was outside, right?
At least Yan Chuan had heard from Leon that the warden of Confinement Island was a very difficult person to deal with.
Yan Chuan frowned.
“No.” Hesse, seeing the dark-haired, dark-eyed Eastern beauty pursing his lips and frowning cutely, suddenly smiled.
It was a rather malicious smile, one filled with bad intentions.
Yan Chuan had a premonition that Hesse was about to say something strange.
“Wait…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Hesse boldly stated, “Because I told them you are mine.”
“As part of the believers,” he squinted his eyes, the green in them shimmering, “you also need to pray with me.”
Yan Chuan’s earlobes heated up.
The salty sea breeze blew coldly against his face, yet he felt his earlobes burning.
Hesse… what is he saying! Who is his person!?
[You were mean to your wife before, but being so straightforward… that still doesn’t excuse you. I’ll be watching how you do from now on.]
[Why does it feel like this silly dog is rather competent? Not as silly as I imagined?]
[Step one to claiming your wife: quickly inform those around you that she is yours, marking your territory and not allowing anyone to covet her!]
[Aah! On an open ground like this, isn’t it reasonable to at least get a few kisses?]
[Sorry, Mom. You say you’re pure enough to blush talking to a man, but I want to see you in all sorts of situations…]
“…” Yan Chuan didn’t know how to respond, so he turned his face away.
After all, this person had always spoken like this; he figured ignoring him was the best approach.
The Eastern beauty had particularly delicate skin, like snow, and even the slightest hint of red was quite noticeable.
The blush on his cheeks created a hint of color, visible beneath his dark hair.
Hesse felt the sea breeze and glanced at the beautiful little beauty beside him.
“Can we come out again in the future?” he heard the Eastern beauty hesitantly ask, “Is that possible…”
Hesse nodded, “Yes, as long as you want to.”
Yan Chuan didn’t try to make eye contact with Hesse, he just gave a very quiet “oh.”
However, on the way back, they encountered a bit of a situation.
For instance, the timing was unfortunate, as they ran into a prison guard patrol, and this time it was a completely unfamiliar face.
It seemed as though Hesse hadn’t brided him.
A tall, handsome man with calm brown eyes stopped them for a check.
Hesse seemed unfazed, a smug smile playing at the corners of his lips, not knowing what he was grinning about, calmly accepting the check.
But Yan Chuan felt a bit awkward.
He was neither a “believer” nor anyone’s person. Following out with Hesse could be seen as a loophole. If the guard were stern, they might expose their clumsy act.
When it was Yan Chuan’s turn, he obediently stretched out his hand for the guard to check for any contraband.
Of course, Yan Chuan didn’t have anything on him; he was certain of that. He was just worried the guard might suddenly question his identity.
The guard before him didn’t seem easy to bribe.
With his hands searching through Yan Chuan’s clothing, he met the guard’s calm brown eyes, feeling a bit dazed.
If he was questioned… he’d have to say he knew nothing and was brought out by Hesse.
That would be the truth, after all.
As Yan Chuan contemplated this, he noticed the guard pulling at the corner of his lips, slightly parting his mouth to say something.
He suspected he had misheard, showing a hint of confusion and widening his eyes.
“?”
This instinctive expression deepened the guard’s smile as he repeated, “You seem to be in good condition today.”
After saying that, the guard let Yan Chuan and Hesse go.
He himself walked into a nearby office.
Yan Chuan followed Hesse, a bit dazed, as they walked back.
His expression was peculiar, like he was still thinking about something yet couldn’t determine what it was.
Hesse asked, “What’s wrong?”
What was so special about that guard? He looked pretty ordinary, didn’t he?
Hesse felt a strange sensation in his heart.
He hadn’t said much, so why did the Eastern beauty seem a bit restless after his departure?
His eyes seemed to follow the guard as he left.
Yan Chuan shook his head.
He hesitated, “I feel like… he seems to be the guard who took me to the doctor before.”
Hesse raised an eyebrow, “What did he say to you?”
Yan Chuan honestly shook his head again, “Nothing much, he just asked if I was feeling better.”
Hesse snickered.
He furrowed his brows, seeming to want to say something. But upon observing Yan Chuan’s expression, he held back, saying only, “Let’s go. That guard is one who patrols the prison’s outskirts. You usually don’t come across him.”
This response left the Eastern beauty in a daze, and he murmured an “oh,” lowering his head.
He seemed a bit disappointed and asked, “Can’t you take me there?”
Hesse:…
He instinctively wanted to say yes but felt it was like pulling strings for others. He hesitated for a moment, his expression awkward.
The Eastern beauty fell silent.
Hesse, feeling anxious, grasped the delicate wrist, unjustly pulling the person beside him closer, “Don’t think about him, I’ll take you somewhere else.”
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