How To Survive as a Villain

Xiao YuAn: “I know that you want me to sleep in your tent, but my clothes are in my tent. You must let me get my clothes, right?”

Yan HeQing looked at him: “You can wear mine.”

Xiao YuAn: “….. your clothes don’t fit me.”

Yan HeQing: “Yes, I know. Wear my clothes.”

Xiao YuAn: “….. Alright, fine.”

Yan HeQing continued carrying Xiao YuAn towards his tent, and when they arrived, he placed Xiao YuAn on the bed. Xiao YuAn dried himself with the already wet robe, and his body was trembling as he covered himself with the warm blanket. Then he looked up and saw that Yan HeQing was getting him a pair of clothes: “Yan-ge, did Chen Ge tell you that I was at the river?”

Yan HeQing hmmed as he gave him a clean pair of outer garments and white inner clothes. Xiao YuAn took the clothes and asked again: “Yan-ge, didn’t you say that you wanted to show me something last time?”

“Yes.” After he said that, Yan HeQing took out a small wooden box from a relatively secret place. The wooden box was padded with red silk cloth when he opened it, and on top of the silk cloth, laid a transparent white jade flute. The red tassels on the jade flute were slightly old, as if they could describe the joy and sorrows from more than a year ago.

Xiao YuAn had just put on the inner clothes and was still holding the outer robe in his hand, when he stood frozen in place, with his mouth slightly opened out of surprise.

When he gave that jade flute to Yan HeQing at the time, he hadn’t thought too much about it. But now, when he recalled that moment a bit more, there really seemed to be some other kind of thoughts inside his mind.

Yan HeQing took out the jade flute from the wooden box and asked Xiao YuAn: “Would you listen?”

Xiao YuAn grabbed Yan HeQing and made him sit beside him: “I’ll listen!”

Yan HeQing nodded his head and then proceeded to place the jade flute on his lips. That year, when they were at the market decorated with lanterns, the sound of the flute spoke about his feelings, but no one knew about them. Later, when he was all alone, the sound of the flute spoke about his greving love, and again, no one knew about it.

And now, seeing Xiao YuAn in front of him, the corners of his mouth raised with a gentle smile, and his eyes were imprinted with a lifetime of spring warmth as well as the cold of autumn.

After playing a song, Yan HeQing removed the jade flute from his lips and flipped the flute with his opposite hand towards Xiao YuAn, handing it over without saying a word.

“Huh? Do you want me to give it a try?” Even though he was puzzled, Xiao YuAn reached out to take the jade flute regardless. Then he followed Yan HeQing’s instructions on how to hold the flute and placed it on his lips. However, in the end, he couldn’t produce any sound even though he blew air for a while.

Xiao YuAn looked at Yan HeQing helplessly, and when their eyes met, Yan HeQing suddenly leaned down to kiss the other end of the jade flute on top of Xiao YuAn’s lips.

Their lips and tongues were separated by a flute who was only a finger bone wide.

Xiao YuAn’s eyes suddenly widened, as he unconsciously tried to move back. However, Yan HeQing pressed the back of his neck, and the only thing he could do was watch how Yan HeQing stretched out his other hand to hold the end of the flute, and little by little, he began to move it away.

The cold body of the jade flute slowly passed by Xiao YuAn’s lips, and every time a flute hole passed over, Xiao YuAn’s heart jumped a bit. When Yan HeQing moved the flute away, their breaths immediately mixed together, however, their lips were still an inch away from the other; which made Xiao YuAn feel that if he moved a little, he could touch Yan HeQing’s lips.

The cold flute that was held by Yan HeQing, slowly touched the corner of Xiao YuAn’s mouth, gradually passing past his chin, until it finally reached Xiao YuAn’s Adam’s apple; which was rolling up and down due to his nervousness.

Xiao YuAn opened his mouth slightly as if he wanted to say something, but at that moment, Yan HeQing lifted his chin with the jade flute and leaned over to kiss his lips. At first, the kiss was tentative and gentle, tender and loving. But then, as if he couldn’t get enough, Yan HeQing pressed the back of Xiao YuAn’s neck and gradually deepened the kiss, beginning to invade Xiao YuAn’s mouth with his tongue. After a while, Xiao YuAn could no longer breathe due to the intense kiss, and Yan HeQing mercifully let him go.

Yan HeQing lightly licked the corner of Xiao YuAn’s mouth, straightened up, looked at him and said: “Xiao YuAn, I need an answer.”

Damn YHQ!!! That flute scene was so and XYA was definitely waiting for that kiss ✺◟( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)◞✺

And then the actual kiss how is the tent not on fire? Lmao jk

(But also, I’m ngl but for some reason, the flute scene was kinda cringey to translate hahahaha I had to take so many breaks! Like why?! Once I was done with it and re-read it to find any mistakes I was like xD it’s not cringey at all… I don’t understand )