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As a matter of fact, Bu Bai was a person fond of good food. However, as he wasn't able endure this sort of atmosphere, he merely ate a few mouthfuls before stopping.
Tugging at Qi Mo Ran's sleeve, he said, "I'm tired."
This provoked a helpless look from that man, and immediately after that, a frenzied kiss descended down onto him. Just an inch away from the moment when Bu Bai wouldn't be able to breathe, the other man finally released him. Qi Mo Ran picked up the weak-limbed Bu Bai and walked away from the dining table, heading towards the bedroom instead. Before leaving, he looked back at the table that was still full of dishes, his expression dark and gloomy.
After returning to the room, Qi Mo Ran didn't say any unneeded words, immediately preparing the other person. Under his actions, the snow white clothing ripped and tore apart. And as if he was venting, Qi Mi Ran gnawed and nibbled on Bu Bai's nape, leaving behind several bright red marks.
A spring night is rather too short. [1] Every time, the first one to be unable to continue would always be Bu Bai, and when that happened, Qi Mo Ran wouldn't have the desire to force him any further. He would only quietly hug the other man, who was in a deep sleep, before quickly falling fast asleep himself.
At the same time, Bu Bai woke up. Previously, he had indeed been tired to the extent where he had fainted, however, thanks to Lao Da lending him a helping hand, he was able to endure his body's exhaustion and force himself out of his lethargic state.
Bu Bai understood that he was quickly approaching his limits. Even if it was to obtain trust, he had already done more than enough.
It isn't easy to kill a powerful demon. Furthermore, as his weapons had already been completely seized by Qi Mo Ran, Bu Bai could only pick up a hairpin by his side. As he channeled all of his strength through the hairpin, he was also entrusting his entire life to it. If this didn't succeed, then he would never get another chance.
The person who shared his bed was still sound asleep, completely unaware about the incoming danger. Bu Bai released a cold laugh, and in the blink of an eye, he plunged the hairpin into Qi Mo Ran's flesh. However, just as he was about to pierce through the heart, he encountered some difficulties. In the end, no matter what, he wasn't able to continue further.
Bu Bai didn't retreat. Filled with determination, he stabbed the hairpin into Qi Mo Ran's body. However, in the end he could only hear a loud and clear sound. The hairpin had actually snapped. Moreover, Qi Mo Ran had woken up.
"Why?" Qi Mo Ran looked towards his attacker, as if he didn't understand the situation in front of his eyes. Or perhaps, he had understood very clearly, but wasn't willing to acknowledge it.
"Don't act dumb with me. You killed me several times, how could I have forgiven you so easily?" At the moment, Bu Bai shed his originally docile appearance, burning hatred filling his pair of lake blue eyes. "Since I failed, you will kill me, isn't that good? For as long as I live, I will never let you off."
Blood was still bubbling out of his chest, yet it seemed like Qi Mo Ran didn't feel even a slightest twinge of pain as he held on tightly to the person before his eyes. Upon receiving his call, the sword, Mo Jun, flew into his hand.
The blade was pointed at Bu Bai's stomach. And at the same time, Bu Bai squeezed his eyes shut. Although the situation had already progressed to such extent, Qi Mo Ran realised that he still wasn't able to bring his hand down. The blade moved slightly, and Bu Bai could only feel pain blossoming through his waist. However, it wasn't a fatal injury. Opening his eyes, he stared at Qi Mo Ran in shock. "Why didn't you kill me?" Immediately after saying these words, he sank down into the darkness.
"Because I hate it." Qi Mo Ran embraced the unconscious man, caressing his cheeks that were pale from excessive loss of blood. The smile on his face was full of ridicule. "Presumably, you won't believe it either."
After this incident, the treatment that Bu Bai received wasn't absolutely glorious. Locked inside a dark and gloomy secret chamber, he was only be able to see a single person everyday; Qi Mo Ran. And even then, it was only to change his bandages at fixed timings. Other than those times, he would be all by himself. Furthermore, as Bu Bai's four limbs was locked in place by heavy chains, he was unable to move about. His originally tender and lovely wrists changed to become coarse and rough due to several days of torment, welts even emerging on them from time to time
If it had been an average person who was in this enclosed environment for such a long period of time, perhaps they would have already given up at an earlier time. However, Bu Bai was different, he was able to chat with Lao Da for days on end. Lao Da was very knowledgeable, and even though most of the time, Lao Da was unwilling to acknowledge this noisy fellow, Bu Bai still enjoyed the feeling of pestering him to speak. This was more exciting compared to the task.
From an outsider's perspective, Bu Bai would be sleeping all day long. Furthermore, it would be the kind of sleep that he would seldom awaken from. Whenever Qi Mo Ran dropped by, Bu Bai would always be in deep sleep. He had already examined the other man several times, yet he wasn't able to find any signs of an illness. His heart became all the more anxious.
After that, each time he came over, he would deliberately wake that person from his slumber. Even if every single time, he would only be greeted by that person's hatred and contempt, it still allowed his heart to feel more at ease.
In all fairness, the way Bu Bai passed this period of time was indeed not bad. He didn't have a loathsome task to complete, and he could play around with Lao Da, who he liked, at any time he wanted. He felt that life should generally be like this.
Lao Da looked at the child who was beside himself with happiness, but in the end, didn't say anything unnecessary. A few days ago, he had already placed this child through many hardships. He would also turn a blind eye towards this occasional self-indulgent behaviour and let him off.
Qi Mo Ran didn't know how he should capture Bu Bai anymore. On one hand, said person wanted his life, but on the other hand, he wished to be with the said person forever. This matter, no matter how hard he searched for a solution, would always be an unsolvable question.
He had never liked drinking wine. The substance within this glass was not only harmful to his health, but it could also easily make a mess of things. However, ever since that day, he couldn't help but to be reluctant to leave this muddled sensation. As if he was addicted, he drank to no ends, always passing out drunk by himself in the bedroom, hugging the quilt — that the two of them had slept on before — and sleeping deeply.
In the secret chamber, there was no way to discern between day and night. Bu Bai also didn't particularly care about the time. At the moment, he was awoken by a burst of pain — someone had ruthlessly kicked the place where his wound was located.
"It's all because of you, this scourge that harmed His Majesty into behaving disgustingly like a drunkard." Before his eyes, there was a man dressed in black. His facial features felt extremely familiar to Bu Bai, it was as if he had seen this person by Qi Mo Ran's side before.
Being grabbed by his neck, Bu Bai's pair of legs gradually begun to leave the ground. Unexpectedly though, he didn't resist, obediently accepting everything that soon arrive. When that person saw this, he seemed to smile for a moment before saying, "Wanting to die, it won't be that easy." Being thrown onto the ground like an object, Bu Bai felt a fishy sensation well up within his throat. However he stubbornly endured it.
But the man didn't intend to let him off so easily. A dagger — that was as white as snow — appeared within his hand, a chill from the cold steel blade seeping into Bu Bai's face and deep down into Bu Bai's soul. He heard that person say, "I'm aware that the Demon King cares about you. After killing you, I'd reckon I won't be allowed to live. That's why, let me enjoy this moment one last time. The path towards the Yellow Springs is lonely and wretched, so let us set off for it together!
The edge of the blade streaked across Bu Bai's body, a deep welt being left behind on every place it passed. The person in front of him was thoroughly absorbed. As if he was creating an exquisite piece of art, there was no other emotions that could be seen on his face.
Bu Bai trembled in pain. If he hadn't been firmly biting down on his lower lip, he would have probably already cried out. Towards certain things, he was always particularly stubborn. Even if he were to be riddled with scars, he didn't want to abandon that remaining sliver of pride he had.
Bu Bai's consciousness began to blur, and within his daze, he saw that demon collapse. After that, he was caught in a familiar embrace, that person calling out for him, "Bu Bai."
Bu Bai faintly felt someone feeding him several precious medicine, it was just that the hand that fed him was somewhat unsteady and had dropped the pill onto the ground several times. Very quickly after that, he became much more clear-headed.
He looked at the man in front of him, his eyes filled with pleasant surprise and helplessness. Why did you come? Why did you only come now? Bu Bai didn't dare to ask, and did not necessarily have to ask. He had been utterly broken for a long time, even if this person had not abandoned him all along, so what? They already couldn't return back.
"Xiao Ye, why did you come here?" Why did he come to this dangerous place on his own?
"I'm here to take you away." Xiao Ye's eyes were red and swollen. It was obvious that he had been crying for a long time, yet his pupils were bright to the extent that it was astonishing. It was just like the moment when he had first seen him, they were filled with life and vigour.
"I'm not going." Bu Bai pushed Xiao Ye away, clasping his hand between his own and spoke quietly.
How could Xiao Ye be someone who gave up so easily? He determinedly turned Bu Bai's head around, allowing the said person to look straight at him, and asked, "Why? All of them treat you in such manner." Xiao Ye's heart ached as he gazed at the densely packed scars on Bu Bai's body. Reaching out with his finger, he wanted to touch them, but was afraid that he would hurt the other person.
"Xiao Ye, I'm not who I was before. I don't want our engagement anymore." Bu Bai closed his eyes tiredly. As much as possible, he didn't want to see the expression on his lover's face at the moment. He was afraid that his heart would turn soft.
"Bu Bai, did something happen?" Xiao Ye didn't get upset, on the contrary, he quietened down, doing his best to speak in a gentle and soft voice, "I won't ask. I also don't care. So long as you're willing to be with me, then it's fine. Bu Bai, let's go find a nice place together, it will be just the two of us, spending our lives together. Is that alright?"
Perhaps it was due to the speech being too alluring, or maybe it was that person's manner of speaking that excessively aroused his guilt, but Bu Bai actually accepted. "Alright." He spoke, a single word — that was as light as a feather — had already expended all of his courage.
Lao Da asked, "Do you want to leave with the Protagonist?"
"We won't be able to leave." Bu Bai answered, "Even if the Protagonist only has kindy intentions, he still won't find it easy."
The corner of Lao Da's lips drew inwards. That was true, his entire family had been exterminated by the Villain, and even his Dao Companion had laid with the Villain. And no matter how hard he tried, he was still unable to defeat others. This was really a history of capitalized tragedy!
Due to Bu Bai not wanting to become Xiao Ye's burden, he insisted on dragging his heavily injured self on his own. Seeing this, Xiao Ye felt his heart ache with distress. However, he simply had no means to stop it, and could only let this person be his headstrong self.
From the beginning to the end, as he had always been in a unconscious state, Bu Bai truly did not know where the hidden chamber was located. But when he walked out and saw the familiar bedroom, he finally realised it. A burst of complicated feelings formed within his heart.
Qi Mo Ran wasn't here. When Bu Bai came out, he saw that it was already around midnight, yet there was no sign of that person who should have been here. He felt indescribably anxious.
Bu Bai stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Ye's hand, acting out of character as he spoke in an unyielding manner, "If one day, I were to die, you still have to to live on by yourself without being affected."
Xiao Ye laughed, poking his beloved person on his forehead, and rebuking, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about?"
"I'm serious." I seriously wish that you will promise me this.
"I promise you." Xiao Ye felt that his beloved was too anxious. As long as he was here, they face this sort of problems. Right now, he was being slightly submissive so as to reassure him.
[1] A spring night is rather too short [春宵苦短] – Night of sexual bliss
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