Daily Life of Being Turned Gay by the Male Lead After Transmigrating into an Apocalypse – CH144

Chapter 144: Ah… Comfortable

Lin Xiao immediately checked Su Mubai’s reaction out of the corner of his eye. The other man didn’t break his walking stride in the slightest, his sharp profile remaining calm and still in the moonlight, as though he hadn’t noticed a thing.

No reaction?

Lin Xiao’s courage grew.

Reaching out a second time, he used the tip of his pinky finger to hook lightly around Su Mubai’s, brushing against him in a quick, tentative motion.

In reality, Su Mubai had felt the contact the very first time.

That sudden warmth had caught him completely off guard, sending a shiver dancing across the skin of his hand. When that cautious, hooking touch came a second time, the restless flutter in his chest grew even stronger, stirring up a trace of helpless indulgence. Even so, his face revealed nothing; he kept his expression cool and aloof, only his fingertips curling slightly inward.

Seeing that Su Mubai offered no real resistance, the nervous tension in Lin Xiao’s chest was instantly replaced by a surge of hopeful excitement.

He cheered himself on internally: He didn’t pull away… that means tacit consent, right? Yes, he definitely doesn’t mind!

It has to be that!

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xiao summoned every ounce of his courage and reached out boldly, taking Su Mubai’s cool hand into his own.

At first, he simply held it. Then, with clumsy determination, he slid his fingers between the gaps of the other man’s, working them into a tight, interlaced grip. As their palms pressed flush together, warmth quickly transferred between them.

Su Mubai finally came to a halt. Turning his head slowly, he fixed Lin Xiao with a blank, unreadable stare.

Under that steady gaze, Lin Xiao felt his scalp prickle. His instinct was to pull back, but he couldn’t bear to let go of that smooth, soothing touch.

His brain short-circuited entirely, blurting out the first excuse that came to mind: “S-Su Mubai, I noticed your hand felt a bit cold, so I… I’m warming it up for you!”

Su Mubai remained silent for two full seconds. His gaze traveled slowly from their joined hands up to Lin Xiao’s guilty face, before drifting to the sweltering, windless night around them.

He raised a single eyebrow. Though he didn’t utter a word, the look in his eyes spoke volumes: It’s over thirty degrees outside in the dead of summer, and you’re telling me your hands are cold?

Lin Xiao realized just how absurd his excuse sounded, a bashful flush spreading across his face.

He let out a dry, awkward chuckle. “Haha… yeah, it… it really is pretty hot tonight, huh…”

Even so, he refused to let go. If anything, his fingers tightened their grip.

Su Mubai held his gaze a moment longer, but in the end, he didn’t pull his hand away. Simply turning back toward the road, he looked at the distant silhouette of their villa and spoke in an even voice: “Let’s keep going.”

He didn’t let go!

Lin Xiao’s heart soared with pure joy. Any remaining trace of awkwardness vanished in an instant, replaced by a wide, goofy grin that he could barely keep from turning into full-blown laughter.

“Right!” he agreed cheerfully. Clasping Su Mubai’s hand firmly, his footsteps grew light and brisk as he began chattering away: “Su Mubai, look up there—the stars are really bright tonight…”

“Tomorrow is definitely going to be another clear, sunny day…”

“There’s an open patch of dirt in the backyard. Old San has plenty of seeds stored in his space. What do you think we should plant back there? Tomatoes? Or maybe cucumbers?…”

Su Mubai let his hand remain clasped in Lin Xiao’s, listening quietly to the endless stream of chatter, occasionally offering a soft, gentle “Mm” in response.

Meanwhile, Chu Yang and Jiang Jue had already made their way back into their villa.

“It’s scorching! It’s way too hot!” Chu Yang complained the moment they stepped inside, tugging at his sweat-drenched collar. “Brother Jiang, let’s hurry up and hook up the generator! If we don’t get the air conditioning running soon, I’m going to melt into a puddle!”

Jiang Jue nodded in agreement, and the two walked straight to the property’s main electrical utility panel.

Chu Yang immediately retrieved a heavy-duty diesel generator and a thick roll of industrial cabling from his spatial inventory. Remembering how expansive the three-story villa was, he knew the daily electrical load would be significant, and running a single unit might prove unstable.

Jiang Jue had already factored this in, deciding on the spot to wire two generators in parallel to create a reliable, redundant circuit.

Squatting down, Jiang Jue deftly inspected the wire connections and balanced the load. He was exceptionally skilled with electrical systems, and within a short time, he had both units wired into the main distribution board and fired them up.

A deep, rhythmic mechanical hum echoed from the utility corner.

Chu Yang hurried eagerly into the main living room and flipped the switch for the crystal chandelier.

With a crisp click, soft, brilliant light instantly illuminated the entire space, chasing away the gloomy shadows.

“Awesome!” Chu Yang cheered, his face beaming with pure delight. “We have power! Now I don’t have to worry about sweating through the mattress all night!”

As soon as his celebration settled, a thought crossed his mind, and he turned to Jiang Jue. “Brother Jiang, can Qiangzi handle setting up the generator we left for Little Yu and the others next door?”

“There’s a dedicated interface pre-wired right by the breaker box over there. Wang Qiang can manage it without trouble,” Jiang Jue replied concisely, double-checking the voltage readout.

Hearing that, Chu Yang felt completely at ease. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “The combined output of these two units should cover all our basic needs here—central AC, lights, and the refrigerator can all run at once… We just need to be mindful of our fuel consumption since our diesel reserves aren’t unlimited.”

“Next time we head out on a scavenging run, finding more diesel has to be a top priority.”

Glancing up at the high ceiling, Chu Yang’s eyes suddenly sparkled. “And solar panels! The flat rooftop here is massive, perfect for mounting a whole array. If we can salvage a good batch, we can run daily appliances on solar power and save the generators for emergencies. That would conserve a ton of fuel.”

“Mm,” Jiang Jue agreed, packing up his tools. “We’ll keep an eye out for solar equipment on our next run.”

Discussing their future supply runs in low voices, the two ascended the spiral staircase back up to the top-floor master suite.

Each level had its own central climate control panel. Jiang Jue switched on the system and set the thermostat to a comfortable, cool setting.

Before long, the stagnant, sweltering heat inside the bedroom began to disperse. A crisp, refreshing breeze flowed steadily from the ceiling vents, bringing the temperature down at a noticeable pace until the room became cool and dry.

“Ah—so comfortable!” Chu Yang let out a long sigh of sheer bliss. Walking over to the massive, plush bed, he threw himself onto it face-first, rolling around a couple of times like an excited child.

The cloud-like softness and perfect support beneath him made him squint in delight, mumbling to himself, “This mattress is definitely better than those million-dollar luxury brands!”

It was clearly a custom, high-end piece. The original owner must have spent an incredible amount of effort to furnish the place.

Jiang Jue stepped into the adjoining walk-in closet, retrieved a set of dark silk pajamas, and changed into them. The smooth, cool fabric draped loosely against his lean frame, offering immediate relief from the heat.

Carrying a matching, slightly smaller set in light gray, he walked back to the edge of the bed, looking down at Chu Yang, who was still rolling across the sheets. “Yangyang, change into some pajamas. You’ll sleep much better.”

Chu Yang propped himself up on his elbows. Looking down at his short-sleeved shirt and shorts—which, while clean, had been soaked in sweat and dried several times over—he realized they felt rather stiff and sticky against his skin.

Looking at the soft, inviting sleepwear in Jiang Jue’s hand, the idea was impossible to resist in the newly cooled room.

Sleeping in sweat-stained clothes was undeniably miserable, and slipping into clean silk pajamas sounded infinitely better.

After a brief pause, Chu Yang reached out and took the clothes. “Alright.”

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