Chapter 126
It wasn’t that Si Chen wanted to think of his teacher as being so dirty, but that he and Song Bai had been the only ones at home.
But then when he thought about it, if Song Bai really wanted to kill him, would he even have had to resort to poison?
So, could it have been something he’d eaten?
Si Chen felt brain fog taking over, it was difficult to think. It was like he was running a high fever.
When Ji Chuyao arrived, he saw Si Chen with his face all flushed.
At night, the blush on Si Chen’s face wasn’t obvious but his eyes appeared glassy.
That afternoon, as soon as Ji Chuyao turned on his phone after charging it, he got the message from Chu Dongliu about his wife being stolen away.
Honestly, what came to his mind at that moment was actually White King’s face.
After asking around, he found out that it was actually Chen Zhizhou who’d shown extra interest in Si Chen.
Ji Chuyao didn’t care about this. It’s only natural that people like good things. Just because you like it, doesn’t mean others aren’t allowed to like it too.
What’s more, Ji Chuyao compared his situation to Chen Zhizhou’s and although Chen Zhizhou was also from a Great Family, overall, his condition wasn’t as good as Ji Chuyao’s.
From the perspective of mate selection, he would score a 9.6, while Chen Zhizhou would score an 8.1 at most!
Ji Chuyao’s original plan had been to check in with Si Chen and while he was there, to ask what Song Bai had come for that afternoon and why he had looked so angry.
A teacher with a bad temper would undoubtedly be a disaster for his students. If Si Chen had been wronged in any way and didn’t want to study at Baidi University, he still had time to go through the transfer procedures.
He himself was only 25 years old but he couldn’t help but worry about Si Chen.
After all, Si Chen had no other relatives, no one to even receive the insurance payment when he dies. If he doesn’t get show concern, who would care about Si Chen?
Is it possible to count on White King?
But Si Chen’s current expression made Ji Chuyao instinctively sense that something was wrong. He even forgot what he’d been planning to say. “What’s wrong?”
Si Chen’s face was perplexed. “I don’t know… I feel a little uncomfortable.”
He wasn’t in pain. He wasn’t sore. He was just plain uncomfortable.
His body felt hot and swollen, as though he were a gummy bear melting in overheated milk.
Ji Chuyao immediately said, “I will take you to the hospital.”
The Ji Family has invested in private hospitals in every Safe Zone, ensuring that every hospital had all the equipment they could possibly require. Professors from medical schools or research institutes were only a phone call away.
Si Chen’s body couldn’t exert any strength. When he got in the car, he staggered and almost fell to his knees.
The car had an automatic driving system.
Ji Chuyao got out the medical equipment in the car and put the vital signs detector on Si Chen’s wrist.
In general, most Eternal Life Abysses would not have such a strong reaction to Abyss Field Mint, a.k.a. Ginger Bug Juice.
But Si Yuan was right between being a child and being an adult. In other words, it was undergoing puberty, that most restless of growth periods.
Additionally, Song Bai has already been exposed to a lot of Abyss Field Mint and was already insensitive to the smell. This, combined with his strong physical constitution, and naturally, he could no longer gauge how strong his use of the Abyss Field Mint was.
This was Si Chen’s first exposure to Ginger Bug Juice, it was inevitable that he would be affected by it.
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He lay in Ji Chuyao’s arms. The pink tip of his tongue poked out from between his lips and he unconsciously rubbed his head. The wristwatch-like detector worn around wrist was like a leather handcuff connected to an electric current.
Ji Chuyao’s body stiffened for a moment and the hand holding Si Chen’s shoulder was replaced by a gentleman's hand. “…Where is the discomfort?”
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The only thing that was a little unusual was probably that his body temperature was higher than usual — 28 degrees Celsius.
After merging with the Eternal Life Abyss, although Si Chen could maintain a constant temperature, his own body temperature has always leaned towards slight cold, usually around 26 degrees Celsius.
But he did look to be in some discomfort.
Ji Chuyao subconsciously patted Si Chen on the back. When he was a child, during the rare times he had a fever, his family would coax him like this.
“Would you like to try some anti-pyretic?”
Si Chen used to work in a bio-research lab; the fields of biology and medicine were inseparable. He could even interpret basic physical examination results.
Though he felt like his brain was about to turn into sauce, Si Chen thought hard about what might be the source of the problem. He finally slowly spit out a few words, “Ginger Bug Juice.”
He must be having a reaction to Ginger Bug Juice.
Though this substance was somewhat obscure, there was a record of it in Ji Chuyao’s database.
Ginger Bug Juice, also known as “Abyss Field Mint”; has a slight psychedelic and stimulating effect on Eternal Life Abysses. May induce strong reactions in some juvenile Eternal Life Abysses.
It seemed that Si Chen was the type to have strong reactions.
However, the database only records what Ginger Bug Juice is. There was no mention of how to soothe its effects on an Eternal Life Abyss.
Ji Chuyao turned on the ventilation mode in the car and poured Si Chen a glass of iced watermelon juice.
Ever since he found out that Si Chen liked this drink, he would have a fresh batch ready whenever he visited.
Si Chen’s head was bowed. He held the juice-filled metal glass, his fingertips trembling slightly.
“Ji Chuyao,” His voice was low.”
“Hm?” The sound ending in an upward pitch.
Si Chen put the metal glass on the table and said, “Hold me.”
Ji Chuyao was stunned. He lifted his hand, moving it from the middle of Si Chen’s back to his waist; his movements were very careful and cautious.
He brought Si Chen closer against his chest. He asked in a low voice, “…Like this?”
Ji Chuyao was feeling like it wasn’t just Si Chen who’d breathed in the catnip; he felt like maybe he’d sniffed some of it too.
Except his catnip was Si Chen’s scent. It was when he’d gotten closer that he noticed it; this light scent, with a hint of sweetness.
The rear compartment of this commercial vehicle only had two seats but was fully equipped. You could even lower the backrest like a massage chair to use as a double bed.
But Ji Chuyao still felt awkward; he didn’t know where to place his hands and feet.
The condensate in his body was obviously regulating his body temperature but his face was red all the way up to his ears.
Si Chen still had a hold on his sanity but the restless heat in his body was looking for an outlet.
He couldn’t resist the urge and whispered, “Didn’t you eat? Put a bit more power into it.”
When he spoke, Si Chen’s hot breath was practically blowing into Ji Chuyao’s ear.
Ji Chuyao’s breath caught in his throat. “Okay.”
Ji Chuyao lifted one of Si Chen’s legs and let him sit astride his lap, one hand on Si Chen’s lower back and the other on his back.
Their bodies were pressed tightly against each other.
Si Chen felt that this posture was actually very convenient for him to suck blood.
The veins on the side of Ji Chuyao’s neck were right in front of him.
Si Chen remembered a short story he’d read a long time ago. They story goes that two semicircles join together to form a whole. Some semicircles have smooth sides and combine easily; some semicircles have uneven, crooked sides, likely never to find the other half that would complete them.
He must be that semicircle with the uneven, crooked side. His whole body was covered with sharp thorns, not only to protect himself but also to cut off the possibility of anyone getting close.
Ji Chuyao hadn’t removed the thorns from his body. Instead, his body had holes that could accommodate Si Chen’s thorns.
Si Chen’s hands slowly moved down from holding the backrest of the car seat to rest on Ji Chuyao’s shoulder.
Ji Chuyao’s blue opal eyes stared at him, peaceful and gentle.
Si Chen sat up and approached hesitantly.
Their breaths mingled together.
Si Chen’s lips gently touched the other’s.
It wasn’t their first kiss. Their previous kiss, strictly speaking, was also today. Although it was just a simulation constructed from data, both he and Ji Chuyao were real in that grand illusion.
A brief, light kiss.
Si Chen made to pull away but Ji Chuyao held his face.
A deeper and more powerful kiss followed.
Si Chen closed his eyes, feeling like the kiss was stealing his breath away.
Si Chen didn’t know when the kiss ended. He couldn’t tell how long they kissed.
Two buttons of his collar were undone. If his phone hadn’t rang suddenly, who knows if they might have accidentally shot while polishing a gun.
In the darkness, Si Chen fumbled for the vibrating mobile phone.
The caller was Song Bai.
Si Chen cleared his throat and answered the phone. “Teacher?”
As soon as the word was out of his mouth, Si Chen felt sure he was done for.
His voice was too hoarse.
Song Bai suppressed his subtle discomfort. “…Where’s the chilli sauce?”
His dipping sauce was tasteless.
Si Chen: “There’s a crisper in the third compartment of the refrigerator door. It’s inside.”
Song Bai tapped his finger on the side of the phone but refused to hang up.
Si Chen waited patiently for a while before asking, “Teacher, is there anything else?”
Song Bai was originally going to ask, “Whose is bigger, Ji Chuyao’s or mine?”, but he was worried that once he said this, the already precarious friendship between master and disciple would be completely shattered.
So, he said instead, “Remember to wash the dishes when your get home.”
Si Chen: “There’s a dishwasher.”
Song Bai sneered, “I don’t know how to use it.”
After that, he hung up the phone.
With that call, the heated atmosphere in the car returned to normal.
Si Chen got off Ji Chuyao.
He raised the metal glass and drank cold watermelon juice to cool down.
The car had actually arrived at the nearest private hospital a long time ago, only that they hadn’t gotten out of the car.
Si Chen no longer seemed to need to go to the hospital for a check up.
On the way back, the car was much quieter.
Ji Chuyao asked, “How is White King treating you?”
Ji Chuyao felt a little weird when he asked this question.
After all, it sounded like asking how his ex was doing.
Si Chen thought for a moment before giving his answer, “Teacher is a little emotional but overall he’s not a bad person.”
“That’s good.” Ji Chuyao felt a little more relieved, “I’ve been worried that he has a bad temper.”
Ji Chuyao actually didn’t know what he was saying. All he could think about was what had happened just now. Ten thousand fireworks were exploding in his ears.
He felt that if he were dreaming, he should already have woken up smiling.
Si Chen began to tidy up his clothes. Although he knew that Song Bai already knew, at least on the surface, he still had to pretend that nothing happened.
Whether from the perspective of a father-in-law looking at his son-in-law; or from the perspective of beneficial interests between Baidi City and the other Safe Zones, he shouldn’t even show his involvement with Ji Chuyao.
The car was soon going to arrive at Serpent Staff Gene’s employee residential building.
Ji Chuyao couldn’t hold back and asked, “Si Chen, what is our relationship now?”
When he asked this question, Ji Chuyao was actually feeling a little nervous. He was like an intern waiting to know whether he’d be made a regular employee.
Si Chen was momentarily silent.
He said slowly, “My college roommate was also surnamed Ji. Because I looked his way one too many times during the beginning of school, for four years, he thought I had a crush on him.”
Ji Chuyao knew who Si Chen was referring to.
The Great Families are like this, with numerous members and deep roots. There are thousands of people on the Ji Family tree. There are even more that aren’t on the tree. Both the good and the bad, naturally, have combined.
Ji Lingxing had already changed his surname and had been kicked out of the Ji Family’s group chat.
Ji Chuyao held his breath. “And?”
Si Chen turned his head and looked out the window: “If you had even half his self-confidence, we wouldn’t still be just friends now.”
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Cockblocked by Song Bai lol.
The best way to describe him imo is that he wants to be Si Chen’s daddy. Either as his Daddy or Father is fine hahaha
Very apt description! XD
Yes they’re finally talking about it! 📣
if that’s not a sign for you to just man up!!!
Hahahaha 😂. Thanks for the chapter
I’m sorry. I’m really really really getting creeped out by Song Bai. And I don’t even know if I’m projecting or not. But the whole power imbalance and the sexual innuendos is making me uncomfortable.
I am too. Si Chen’s also emphatically expressed his discomfort with White King’s actions but the guy has a tendency to just bulldoze over his boundaries 😬
Não me lembrei de Ji Chuyao ser assim, e Jesus, Song Bai realmente não tem limites