Chapter 150 : Chapter 150
Chapter 150
Bai Xuechao sat up from the bed and said with a straight face, "You'd better be."
"Of course I am~" Yuan Lan exaggeratedly made a Xizi holding heart gesture, as if he had suffered a great injustice. His gentle and cloying voice sounded, "How could you doubt my sincerity?"
Bai Xuechao, as if deliberately teasing him, widened his eyes in a surprised expression and said, "Oh? You still have that thing?"
Yuan Lan was silent for a moment, then showed a pouting expression and asked, "Am I not good to you?"
"Good," Bai Xuechao suddenly said.
Yuan Lan almost thought he had misheard, "What?"
"There's a saying where I come from," Bai Xuechao got out of bed and stood up, still holding the "Criminal Psychology" book he had just finished reading. He walked towards Yuan Lan's bookshelf and said, "It's called 'good words are not said twice.' I don't need to explain what it means, do I?"
As he spoke, he put the book back on the bookshelf.
Yuan Lan strode into the room and in a few steps, he was next to the bookshelf, leaning against Bai Xuechao coquettishly and said, "Say it again, I didn't hear clearly—"
Bai Xuechao moved a step to the side with a straight face.
Yuan Lan also followed him a step to the side, bending slightly to bring his head to about the height of Bai Xuechao's chin. He looked at the other person from a bottom-up perspective, his tone even sweeter than cream, "Say it again—"
"I just said," Bai Xuechao tilted his head to look at him, "No."
Yuan Lan pouted and said, "That's not what you said just now."
"Then didn't you hear clearly?" Bai Xuechao said.
Yuan Lan was defeated and had no choice but to stand up straight.
At this moment, Yuan Lan suddenly reached out his hands towards Bai Xuechao. Bai Xuechao had been weak from a high fever for the past two days, and they were very close at the moment, so he couldn't dodge. Plus, he thought Yuan Lan wouldn't do anything dangerous right now, so he let him do as he pleased.
As a result, Yuan Lan placed his two hands on either side of his head and unceremoniously ruffled his hair.
Looking at the messy white hair that looked like a dandelion, Yuan Lan showed a mischievous smile and said, "This is the price for bullying me~"
"Who's bullying whom now?" Bai Xuechao also copied Yuan Lan's previous expression and pouted, looking a little wronged. But with a blink of his long, snow-white eyelashes, he glared at him fiercely.
Yuan Lan paused and was quiet for a full two seconds before continuing to smile. He poked Bai Xuechao's cheek and asked, "Are you angry?"
His tone was very ordinary, as if it was just a casual question.
But Bai Xuechao knew that Yuan Lan couldn't recognize his expression, or rather, he wasn't sure of his emotions at this moment.
After all, the lower half of his face looked wronged, while the upper half was angry. This kind of expression was a bit complicated for Yuan Lan.
For someone like Yuan Lan, who lacked normal emotions, facing Bai Xuechao was like raising a cat he currently liked very much. The cat would meow at him, but he couldn't understand the meaning of the cat's meows. He could only analyze it based on his past experience of raising cats and hearing their meows, as well as through the cat's actions.
The meows were equivalent to Bai Xuechao's expressions, the actions were Bai Xuechao's body language, and past experience of raising cats was even more needless to mention.
It wasn't just with Bai Xuechao. To the still very young Yuan Lan, he felt that he and other people were like humans and monkeys, completely different species.
He often didn't understand other people's emotions. Even though they spoke the same language, he always felt that there was something missing between him and other people.
At first, he thought it was the difference brought about by the gap in intelligence. Later, he slowly discovered that the problem was actually with himself. He lacked empathy, had difficulty understanding emotions, and even had cognitive deficits, making it difficult to distinguish the emotions expressed by other people's expressions.
Most normal people recognize the world through emotions. For example, when you give an answer in class and the teacher shows a satisfied smile, you know your answer is correct.
But Yuan Lan couldn't do it.
If it were him, he could give the answer and be sure that his answer was correct, but he couldn't understand what the teacher's expression was trying to convey.
But Yuan Lan felt it didn't matter. He could observe the people around him and learn the reactions of normal people.
So he learned to observe people, learned to imitate the emotions and expressions of normal people.
But human emotions were like a complex book, and he would occasionally encounter times like now when he couldn't quite understand.
Bai Xuechao raised his eyebrows and asked, "What if I say I'm angry?"
"Are you really angry?" Yuan Lan poked Bai Xuechao's cheek again, sighed lightly as if helpless, and said in a gentle tone, "Then I'll compensate you."
Bai Xuechao asked, "How do you plan to compensate me?"
Yuan Lan grabbed Bai Xuechao's two wrists and placed the other's hands on either side of his own head, smiling and said, "Let you mess up my hair in return?"
Bai Xuechao didn't mess up his hair, but he didn't take his hands back either. He just continued to ask, "What if I say it's not enough?"
Yuan Lan thought for a moment and said, "I'll comb your hair?"
"Deal." Before Bai Xuechao's voice had faded, he began to messily ruffle Yuan Lan's head.
He was much rougher than Yuan Lan, as if he was shuffling a handful of mahjong tiles on top of Yuan Lan's head, or as if he was kneading Yuan Lan's hair like dough. Yuan Lan's hair was already longer than Bai Xuechao's, and after being messed up, his hair covered his face, looking like a female ghost from a horror movie, but a white-haired version.
Yuan Lan comically used the index fingers of both hands to push away the hair covering his face, revealing his signature smile. He asked Bai Xuechao, "Are you satisfied with the ruffling?"
Bai Xuechao said, "It's alright."
Yuan Lan asked again, "Then do you want to continue ruffling it?"
Bai Xuechao looked at Yuan Lan's hair, which was already in such a mess. Only neat hair would make people have the desire to "destroy" it. Since it was already so messy, he decided to forget it.
He said, "No more ruffling."
"Okay~" Yuan Lan showed a smile, pushed the messy hair that was covering his face to the back of his head, and pushed Bai Xuechao towards the bed, "Let's go comb our hair."
There was a dressing mirror in Yuan Lan's room. He had Bai Xuechao stand in front of the dressing mirror, then took the comb from the bedside table and combed Bai Xuechao's hair.
His movements were very gentle, and he was very patient with tangled hair, not pulling on the hair or scalp.
But Bai Xuechao felt that Yuan Lan was playing with an object. If he had to describe it, it was very much like a little girl playing with a doll in her hands, combing the doll's hair and changing its clothes.
He thought of the human specimens in Yuan Lan's collection room again. Yuan Lan even put makeup on them. Isn't that just playing with "dolls"?
Bai Xuechao: "…"
With this association, he suddenly felt that he was a human specimen.
Quickly forget this thought!
At this moment, Yuan Lan's gentle and soft voice suddenly sounded from his side, "Little Xuechao should have long hair."
Bai Xuechao's heart tightened slightly.
At this moment, he thought of two things.
The first was, had Yuan Lan investigated his past and seen his previous photos, which was why he suddenly said this? But he also believed that Jiang Yunyi would not let others find his information.
The second was, if he admitted that he had long hair before, he would definitely be further questioned by Yuan Lan about the length. Imaginative readers would have a probability of guessing that the so-called "sister" was him. So he couldn't admit it, couldn't let "once had long hair" be associated with him.
"Is that so," Bai Xuechao probed without changing his expression, "You think I'd look good with long hair?"
He proposed a hypothesis. The word "would" was to ask if Yuan Lan had not seen his long hair and was just imagining it.
"That's right." Yuan Lan's fingers fiddled with Bai Xuechao's already combed hair. The snow-white ends of his hair swayed slightly with his fiddling. He said, "I think Little Xuechao's face is very beautiful, like a ball-jointed doll. Long hair would definitely be more beautiful, and your current length is not considered short hair, it suits you very well."
He began to give examples, "Isn't the concept of ancient style handsome boys popular in Xia Country in recent years? Some people have specially grown long hair for this. The image of elven boys abroad is also often with long hair, which shows that long hair is more beautiful. Besides, A-Qing and Lin Lang also have long hair, aren't they very beautiful?"
This answer seemed like he had not seen Bai Xuechao's long hair, but just felt that long hair suited him.
Bai Xuechao thought, your Apocalypse Society really has a lot of people with long hair.
Not to mention the two girls, Yu Ruolan and Mu Xinyue, Yuan Lan, Lin Changqing, and Lin Lang also have long hair. Among the cadres, only Mortar and Tao Ru have short hair.
Bai Xuechao looked at the mirror in front of him, his ruby-like eyes meeting the pair of golden eyes reflected in the mirror. Yuan Lan seemed to be waiting for his answer.
So he asked, "Should I grow it to the same length as yours?"
"Hmm…" Yuan Lan propped his chin with one hand and stared at Bai Xuechao in the mirror, as if imagining the length of his hair in his mind.
Bai Xuechao was also staring at the mirror, but he was staring at Yuan Lan in the mirror, trying to observe a hint of Yuan Lan having seen his hair length at that time, but he indeed couldn't find any.
He felt that Yuan Lan had not seen his long hair.
But that didn't mean Yuan Lan hadn't investigated his past.
Based on his observation of Yuan Lan these past few days, he had most likely asked Lin Changqing or Mortar to investigate his past, but they just hadn't found anything yet.
They definitely couldn't find anything, because Jiang Yunyi would not let anyone find his information.
Although he really didn't want to say it, he had to admit that he had great faith in Jiang Yunyi's abilities. He felt that unless Yuan Lan personally investigated, it would be impossible to find any information about him.
Suddenly, Yuan Lan poked Bai Xuechao's lower back with his fingertip and said, "Grow it to here, longer than mine."
"You think this length is the most beautiful?" Bai Xuechao asked.
The length Yuan Lan recommended was almost the same as the length of his long hair in the past.
"That's right, grow it, grow it~" Yuan Lan said while combing the last bit of Bai Xuechao's messy hair, "Then with A-Qing and Lin Lang, we'll have four people with long hair!"
Bai Xuechao: "…"
Admit it, your Apocalypse Society chooses people based on hair length.
Bai Xuechao said to Yuan Lan in the mirror, "We'll see, I'm not very interested in long hair right now."
After all, he had had it before.
"Okay." Yuan Lan's tone was disappointed, but his expression was still a smile.
He neatly combed his long hair in front of the mirror. His movements were not as gentle as when he was treating Bai Xuechao, and were even a bit rough, just for the sake of speed.
Bai Xuechao watched for a while and suddenly said, "Your hair is going to be pulled out."
"Eh? It won't~" Yuan Lan grabbed a handful of his own hair and combed the lower half quickly and with some force. After combing a few times, he suddenly realized something and looked at Bai Xuechao in the mirror with a smile and asked, "Are you concerned about me?"
Bai Xuechao fell silent.
It didn't matter to Yuan Lan if he didn't get an answer. He was about to finish combing his hair, so he sped up and combed the last small handful.
At this moment, Bai Xuechao suddenly said "hmm."
If he wanted to increase Yuan Lan's favorability, he couldn't be tsundere, because there was a chance the other party wouldn't understand. So the best way was to be direct.
At the same time, Yuan Lan happened to finish combing his hair. Hearing Bai Xuechao's response, he actually paused with the comb in his hand, staring with his brilliant golden eyes, showing a slightly dazed and cute expression.
He blinked and asked, "You said 'hmm'?"
Bai Xuechao lifted his eyelids, his eyes under the sunlight seemed to be reflecting light like red glass.
He said, "Yes."