Husband, Let Me Touch Your Abs - Chapter 190

On the way back from the restaurant, Lu Yao’s face didn’t look too good, his eyes faintly glistening with tears.

Zhao Beichuan sat in the passenger seat, feeling a little at a loss. “Lu-ge… are you upset?”

Lu Yao rested one hand on the steering wheel and held Zhao Beichuan’s hand with the other. “Idiot.”

Zhao Beichuan chuckled. “Not an idiot. If it’s really something I wished for, then I’ve gotten what I wanted. I should be happy. Don’t be mad, okay?”

A sharp pain twisted in Lu Yao’s heart, leaving him speechless. As fantastical as this whole thing sounded, deep down, he somehow felt that what Yi Mingde had said was true…

How could he have done this?

Just to be with him again, he had gone to such lengths.

What if they had never met? What if he didn’t like him, didn’t end up with him? Wouldn’t those three lifetimes of suffering have been in vain?

Lu Yao took a deep breath, no longer dwelling on dreams or past lives. All he knew was that in this lifetime, he would be with Zhao Beichuan—and only him. Because no one else would love him like this, and he would never love anyone else again.

On the other side, Bai Chi and Yi Mingde were riding a taxi toward the city center.

Bai Chi toyed with his phone and said, “Which hotel are you staying at? I’ll have the driver drop you off first.”

“Y-you first.”

Bai Chi smirked but didn’t say anything. After a while, he asked, “Were you telling the truth earlier?”

“You mean Lu-ge and his boyfriend?”

“Mm.”

“It’s true. I used the Tianyan divination method to calculate Zhao Beichuan’s past three lives. He was not human. It’s nearly impossible for birds and beasts in the animal realm to reincarnate as humans unless they encounter a great opportunity. He didn’t have significant accumulated merit, yet he was able to reincarnate this time. That means in his past three lives, he voluntarily entered the animal realm—for the sake of this relationship.”

“That sounds pretty mystical. Then what about what you said about me being your destined match?”

Yi Mingde’s face flushed. “I-I… from the moment I first saw you, my heart started beating really fast…”

“That’s called love at first sight.”

“No, I checked your birth chart. We’re fated to be together.”

“And where exactly did you get my birth chart?”

“F-from your high school records…”

Bai Chi clicked his tongue. “To be honest, I’m not interested in you. I blocked you before because I was in a relationship. Now that I’ve broken up, I just unblocked you.”

Yi Mingde lowered his head, picking at his nails and nodding slightly. He knew he wasn’t good enough for Bai Chi, but he just liked him—this feeling couldn’t be explained with words. Whenever he saw him, there was no room in his eyes for anyone else.

Bai Chi said, “We can be friends, but don’t say those weird things anymore. It makes people uncomfortable.” His words might have been harsh, but Bai Chi was never one to settle. He’d rather make things clear from the start to avoid trouble later.

“…Sorry.”

“Driver, stop at Chiba Hotel up ahead.”

The taxi stopped at the hotel entrance. Bai Chi opened the door and got out, only to turn around and see Yi Mingde following him out.

He frowned slightly. “I made myself clear. You—”

“I-I’m also staying here.” Yi Mingde quickly pulled a room card from his pocket, afraid Bai Chi wouldn’t believe him.

Bai Chi sighed and nodded. “Fine, let’s go.”

Yi Mingde followed him inside, his hands in his pockets, playing with three ancient coins. He had gone through great lengths to calculate this location—how could he not stay at the same hotel? If Bai Chi turned around at that moment, he would have seen the obsessive gleam in his eyes.

Bai Chi’s room was on the fourth floor, Room 4016. Coincidentally, Yi Mingde’s room was right next door—4017. They took the elevator up, and Bai Chi went straight inside his room.

Yi Mingde paused outside his door for a moment before walking into his own.

Standing by his door, Bai Chi listened to the fading footsteps and felt a chill down his spine. Given Yi Mingde’s fortune-telling skills, he was almost certain that staying next door wasn’t just a coincidence.

Could this guy… also be into things like spells and curses? A wave of goosebumps spread across Bai Chi’s arms. Yeah… he’d better keep his distance from him.

Lu Yao and Zhao Beichuan didn’t go straight home. They first stopped by the hospital.

Yesterday, the doctor had said he would conduct a full-body examination on Zhao Guangsheng. If he met the criteria for surgery, they would proceed with a craniotomy in the next few days.

When they arrived at the hospital, Zhao’s mother was chatting with the family of the patient in the next bed. Seeing them, she happily walked up.

“Xiao Lu, you’re here.”

“Auntie, has Uncle’s check-up been completed?”

“Yes, they took him for an MRI this morning. I don’t really understand the doctor’s explanation. We were waiting for Da Chuan to come so we could ask together.”

“Alright, let’s go check now.”

Lu Yao supported Zhao Beichuan as they headed to the doctor’s office. When they arrived, Dr. Yan was having lunch. Seeing them, he put his meal aside.

Zhao Beichuan quickly said, “Please finish your meal, we’re not in a hurry.”

“Then have a seat and wait a bit. I performed two surgeries this morning and finally got a moment to eat.”

Doctors really had it tough—sometimes they were so busy they didn’t even have time to eat. As the director of neurosurgery, Dr. Yan was not only highly skilled but also deeply caring toward his patients. Over the years, he had gained immense respect.

After a few quick bites, Dr. Yan wiped his mouth and handed Zhao Beichuan the MRI scan from earlier that morning.

“Your father’s coma is primarily due to blood clots pressing against the left frontal lobe. If untreated, they might slowly be reabsorbed, but that could take a long time. I don’t think you or your father can afford to wait that long.”

Dr. Yan had heard about the recent incident in the hospital room. After years of witnessing life and death, he knew that kids like Zhao Beichuan were rare. Most people, upon learning that their comatose loved one had little chance of recovery, would choose to give up treatment.

But he understood—financial constraints often made people fear the worst outcome: losing both their loved one and their money.

“Doctor, if the surgery is successful, will my father wake up?”

“I can’t guarantee a 100% success rate, but at least a 60% chance.” He was being conservative—if all went well, the odds of waking up were around 80%.

Zhao Beichuan gripped Lu Yao’s hand excitedly. For three years, their family had struggled through hardship, hoping for his father’s recovery. Now, hearing that there was a 60% chance, he was so overjoyed he didn’t know what to say. Even if there was just a 10% chance, he would still want to try!

“When can we schedule the surgery?”

Dr. Yan checked his phone calendar. “Your father’s physical condition looks okay after today’s tests. If all goes well, we can schedule the surgery for the morning after tomorrow.”

“Great!”

After leaving the doctor’s office, they stayed with Zhao’s mother for a while. In the evening, Lu Yao ordered takeout, and the three of them ate at the hospital before heading home.

That night, Zhao Beichuan had a scheduled livestream. He had already informed his fan group earlier in the day.

The 500-member group from last time was full, so Lu Yao had set up two more.

After showering, Zhao Beichuan changed into a black T-shirt and sat at his computer, getting ready to go live.

Lu Yao leaned on his shoulder from behind. “Let’s go buy you some new clothes tomorrow. You always wear the same few shirts on stream.”

“I have enough to wear. I’m not picky.”

Lu Yao mischievously slipped his hand under the collar, squeezing his firm chest. “These clothes don’t show off your physique. I’ll get you something better-looking.”

Zhao Beichuan hissed, catching his wandering hand and pulling him onto his lap. “You’re teasing me again.”

Lu Yao felt the hardness under him and chuckled. “You really are at your prime. Just a touch and you’re ready to go.”

“You’re at your prime too.” Zhao Beichuan buried his face in his neck, his hand slipping under his clothes.

Lu Yao leaned against him, biting his lip with slightly furrowed brows. Zhao Beichuan loved that expression. He lowered his head, capturing his lips, prying his mouth open with his tongue.

“Beichuan…”

“Mm, I’m here.”

Lu Yao, kissed until his words were muffled, said, “I really like you.”

“I do too. I love you.”

Lu Yao gasped for breath, tilting his head back high, exposing his most vulnerable Adam’s apple for him to bite. In waves of pleasure, he reached his climax.

After a while, Lu Yao finally caught his breath, hurriedly grabbed a tissue to help him clean his hands, and then, blushing, went to the bathroom.

Zhao Beichuan put on a mask, clicked on the live stream, and started today’s work.

Since he had announced it in advance, as soon as the stream started, there were already over three hundred viewers. Many fans began sending fan badges to join the fan group, and gifts kept pouring in nonstop.

Although each fan badge was only worth a penny, small amounts added up. After a few hours, he could still earn a few hundred yuan.

Zhao Beichuan read the chat on the scrolling comments. “Why am I streaming so early today? Just had some free time, so I’ll stream a bit longer.”

“Is Uncle around? No, Uncle is taking a shower.”

The comments exploded with a flood of “Ahhhhhh—”

“You guys live together now? This is way too suggestive!”

“No way, are you two really together?”

“Streamer, did I see that right? You and Uncle are actually a gay couple?”

“Did none of you watch the stream yesterday? They both admitted it, and their interactions were super sweet~”

“Is there a recording crew? I need a replay of yesterday’s stream!”

A familiar username, “Bunny Who Loves Grain,” commented: “There’s a recording on my homepage~ If you like it, you can check it out after the stream~”

Lu Yao had mentioned this fan before. They were one of the most active members in the fan group and had a very upright mindset. Every time someone discussed inappropriate topics in the group, they would step in to stop it. Lu Yao planned to promote them to a moderator.

Zhao Beichuan immediately followed their account and decided to talk to them after the stream.

“Let’s do some singing today. You guys can request songs you like, and I’ll try to sing any that I know.”

Zhao Beichuan knew quite a lot of songs. Over the past few years, his only pastime had been listening to music. Every day while delivering food, he wore Bluetooth earbuds, listening to songs whenever he had no orders.

Someone requested a song called Only If We Had Met As Before. He had heard it a few times but never sung it before.

“I’ll look for the backing track and give it a try. If it doesn’t sound good, don’t mind me.”

The comments flooded in, saying, “It’s okay, it’s okay! Brother Chuan, just sing boldly.”

After finding the accompaniment, Zhao Beichuan cleared his throat and started singing softly.

“In my dreams, someone lingers before me, just to see you, I’m willing to wait through a thousand years of hardship.”

“The lines in my palm tell the story of time, through all the changes, I will never forget your smile as radiant as a flower.”

“A thousand years of reincarnation to stay by your side, even a second less would feel incomplete.”

The scrolling comments gradually slowed down. This song was sung with such deep emotion that everyone forgot to type.

Suddenly, a giant gift effect popped up—WHITE had sent Carnival x10.

Bai Chi wiped his tears and muttered, “Damn, this is so moving. I’m going to ship you two forever. Wuwuwuwu…”

[Author’s Note]
This song is really nice~