Dreaming With My Dragon Lover

The car exited the Fourth Ring Road and soon arrived at Moonlight Valley, just off the West Lake in the Western Hills. Several three-storey villas are scattered in the quiet surroundings of the lake.

"Is this the country house that Childe Yuan told me about before?" Rong Qiuchen was delighted to see that there were no lights and noises of the metropolis and no skyscrapers in sight, just these detached houses nestled peacefully in a setting of bamboo forests and dense flowers and trees, with a natural wilderness of the mountains and lakes.

"Yes, the last place I took you to was the one my parents gave me as a wedding home. It's close to work so it's convenient for me to stay there during the week, but I usually come back here on my days off, so this is my real home."

As Yuan Ge spoke, the garage door in front of him opened automatically, and the Led lights lit up from the lawn all the way to the inside of the garage, while the porch light in front of the door also lit up automatically, and Rong Qiuchen's eyes went wide as if he had seen magic.

When Yuan Ge saw him like this, he couldn't help but laugh again, "Thank you for complimenting me with such an exaggerated expression. It's not so unusual, it's just a smart home, you know, many homes in the city are like this now."

The two of them got out of the car and Rong Qiuchen followed Yuan Ge to the front door and heard him say, "I'm back." The door opened automatically, the spotlights at the entrance lit up, and a large vermilion coffin came into view.

"Shit! I forgot about this!"

Yuan Ge rubbed his forehead, remembering the day they found the coffin on set not knowing what to do with it, and his mother insisting that it be kept as a relic. It was he himself who had asked the courier company to deliver it to Moonlight Valley. He had completely forgotten about it, and it had ended up being displayed in front of the door to greet his guests in such an undignified manner. How embarrassing!

"How could it be in the Childe Yuan's residence!" Seeing the coffin, Rong Qiuchen had an extremely complicated expression, obviously far more surprised than frightened.

"By the way, since you've been hanging out in the Rong Mansion, do you know which crew left this coffin behind?"

"I don...…" Rong Qiuchen suddenly shut up.

"I'm so sorry, but I'm going to ask you to do me this favour any way. Would you please help me move it to - my father's room?" Yuan Ge thought about it and decided to sacrifice Yuan Fen's room.

"Childe Yuan, why did you put a coffin of yin energy in a house of yang energy?"

Yuan Ge replied full of resignation, "It was a terrible idea of my mum's. She insisted it was a cultural relic and had research value for her Roxy Heaven studies, I think."

Surprisingly, although the boy looked thin, his strength was extraordinary. The two of them tried to lift the coffin together, and with a word "up", the end the boy was carrying easily went high into the air, while Yuan Ge, with all his strength, only managed to lift his end barely a foot off the ground.

"Hey, hey, I say you, a little lower over there, my wrists are about to break! They certainly didn't hold back on the material when making this coffin, dead heavy, be careful not to drag it across the floor...…"

Yuan Ge's face was red from overexertion, and looking at Qiuchen's thin and frail appearance, carrying such a heavy coffin without blushing or panting, he could not help but sigh, "I can't believe you have so much strength even without eating properly!"

"Childe Yuan, the so-called 'daily cultivation' for opera singers, is also to build up physical strength. If there is a performance to attend, I have to sing for more than ten hours continuously, so my physical stamina is higher than normal people." Rong Qiuchen said with pride.

"You say that as if it's true. Okay, so you're strong and you're brilliant, but it's still going to take a lot of effort for us to lift this thing up the stairs."

The two of them took a short break at the bottom of the stairs, and Rong Qiuchen volunteered to take on the heavier end of the coffin, "Childe Yuan, when we go upstairs in a moment, you go up first to lead the way, and I will follow below. Let me take the main weight so that you can save some strength."

"Are you sure you can do it? The person at the bottom of the stairs takes the majority of the load, especially when you're carrying the head end of the coffin."

Looking at Rong Qiuchen's eager and obliging face, Yuan Ge realized that despite his slender appearance, he was a man after all, and his competitiveness, impulse to win and desire to protect were clearly visible.

With great effort, the two men finally carried the huge heavy coffin slowly up to the first floor.

Yuan Ge was so exhausted that he sat panting on the floor in a hot sweat, complaining about his mother a thousand times over in his head.. There was no sign of sweat or flushing on Rong Qiuchen's handsome face, and he went downstairs alone to carry up the coffin lid as well.