pr: roki
The more uncontrollable something was, the easier it was for one to become enraptured. The more dangerous something was, the more irresistible it became— this applied to time, and this applied to people.
And Chu Si received both temptations on the same day.
He suddenly understood why there were so many people in the sanatorium or training camp who feared Sa’e Yang, but still wanted to get closer to him…
Because at that moment, the same impulse was born in him.
Sa’e Yang’s lips nearly touched his neck. His breath spread over Chu Si’s skin with subtle currents, layer after layer, up the side of his face to the edge of his ear, like a shore at high tide.
If this person really wanted to do something, he would never restrain himself and ask for permission. He asked this question just to paint a prison for Chu Si, because no matter whether his answer was yes or no, it proved that Chu Si had never forgotten about that moment after all these years.
He did it on purpose.
It was just like how when wild animals hunted, they would patiently watch as their prey fell step by step into their range…
Under Sa’e Yang’s breathing, Chu Si closed his eyes. “Sa’e, do you still remember the second ammunition storeroom hidden in the sanatorium’s botanical garden?”
“En,” Sa’e responded, low as a whisper.
“One year, a batch of dimension-reducing bombs newly developed by the military was introduced into that ammunition storeroom. They were said to be incredible, but were guarded so tightly that no one could approach. That month, I ran into you around there no less than five times. I had never seen you develop that kind of interest in anything before.”
Sa’e Yang gave a low laugh, as if he also remembered that incident.
“The sixth time I saw you there, you were just coming out of the ammunition storeroom.” Chu Si paused for a moment, then continued, “I haven’t seen you half as interested in those dimension-reducing bombs since.”
He lowered his head as he spoke, tense fingers pulling the edge of the towel around Sa’e Yang’s waist downward a little, and injected the remaining amount of medication in the syringe little by little. Then, he threw the empty syringe into the sterilized layer.
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“You had no curiosity in that kind of ammunition itself. It was only that it was guarded so tightly that you couldn’t get close. Once your desire was fulfilled, your interest naturally waned.” Chu Si stood in the darkness, his voice exceptionally calm. After he finished speaking, he turned and walked to the bedroom door. When he opened the door, he turned his head back to say to the person on the sofa, “The moment interrupted so many years ago has already ended. I suggest you make good use of your time and sleep for a while. You’re already burning up to the point where you can’t keep your eyes open, yet you still have this kind of spirit.”
His tone remained as usual, calm with a sliver of coldness, as if that touch in the dark just now was just to calm that person down. It was as if a little kid had come knocking on the door for Halloween candy. He simply grabbed some and handed it out, without any deep meaning behind his actions.
After speaking, he turned his back and slammed the door shut.
He stood by the door for a while, the corridor before him unlit. The only light was cast from the living room outside and the faraway cockpit, cutting geometric pieces of light and shadow on the ground.
Those words just now were all about Sa’e Yang, about Sa’e Yang whose interest came and went as it pleased, as it had for decades. But Chu Si didn’t mention a thing about himself.
To be honest, just before this day, he felt that there would always be a wall between him and Sa’e Yang— because back then, the Red Maple Base, his last hope regarding Jiang Qi, had been completely destroyed by Sa’e Yang. Therefore, his relationship with Sa’e Yang would stop here, and go no further.
He had used this argument to persuade himself for many, many years, to the point where he himself was convinced.
But that moment just now had unraveled everything, allowing him to see the fearful truth that lay within—
The wall that ran between him and Sa’e Yang had nothing to do with Jiang Qi at all.
When the Red Maple Base was destroyed and the last hope of Jiang Qi’s resurrection disappeared, he did indeed have a fleeting resentment towards Sa’e Yang. But that resentment was actually unreasonable, because he didn’t even know what the so-called “resurrection plan” was, what factors it would include and the steps it would take, and how likely it ultimately was to succeed. It was just that the rope he’d been holding onto for so many years suddenly broke and he found himself at a loss, so he looked for an outlet to vent his emotions.
It was even precisely because the person who destroyed the Red Maple Base was Sa’e Yang that he threw those emotions over without asking for an explanation.
Looking back, in the decade or so after that, his focus shifted from finding evidence that Jiang Qi wasn’t dead to pursuing Sa’e Yang, a shift so subtle and disguised that he didn’t even notice. In a sense, Sa’e Yang gradually replaced Jiang Qi as another rope holding him back during those long moments.
Sa’e Yang was indeed unpredictable in his actions, but he wasn’t crazy enough to destroy such an important base for no reason.
He never mentioned the reason he destroyed the Red Maple Base, even when he later entered the Space Prison. He gave the same answer to everyone: “There was no reason, I just found it an eyesore.”
It was a perfunctory excuse, but no one could pry anything else out of him. In the end, what ultimately appeared in the prison archives was just this obvious lie. The dust settled, and by the time Chu Si took the position of Executive Officer, the second interrogation period had long passed.
He’d never asked Sa’e Yang for the reason, as if he really believed the nonsense in the file.
But in fact, he had already subconsciously assumed there was a deeper reason for Sa’e Yang’s destruction of the Red Maple Base, and even assumed that the reason was a valid one. Otherwise, the relationship between him and Sa’e Yang couldn’t have been transformed into what it was later on, and there wouldn’t have been any chance for them to stand side by side.
From the moment he took Sa’e Yang into Jiang Qi’s apartment, he could no longer hide himself behind his walls again— no one would let someone they resented into their home without a second thought.
His true feelings were the words he had said to Sa’e Yang just now.
Chu Si stood outside the door with his eyes lowered for a few seconds before raising his hand and pressing the crease of his brow. He curved the corner of his mouth somewhat self-deprecatingly under the shadow of his hand— for the first time, he realized that he was actually weak and ignorant. After so many years of living on a knife’s edge, his skin and bones were worn with thick calluses, but he would still succumb to a sense of stability.
It wasn’t one that would last for five or six years, or ten years, but a long-term sense of stability that could put him at ease without any desire to pull away. This was probably the cold, dark, and turbulent childhood experience rooted in his bones, an unchangeable and irreversible imprint…
And how could Sa’e Yang, who was only interested in the unknowable, have anything to do with the word “stability”?
It was ridiculous.
Chu Si dropped the hand rubbing his brow and was about to make his way to the living room when the door behind him suddenly opened from the inside. A hand tugged on his wrist, turning his body and pressing him heavily to the side.
Behind him was the side door leading to the medical cabin, and Chu Si was pressed against that door.
Sa’e Yang lowered his head and leaned over. His lips, hot due to his fever, almost pressed against Chu Si’s, but a small gap was left between them, and they did not touch. Their breaths that had become a little quick due to their movements just now intertwined, revealing a sense of intimacy.
He clutched Chu Si’s wrist, and in such a position, he moved his lips slightly and let out a low chuckle: “That couldn’t be called a continuation just now. It was too perfunctory, Executive, and the position wasn’t right. If I remember correctly, you were up against a tree at the time, and the explosions of the forest couldn’t even cover up the sound of your gasping.”
Chu Si had no way to retreat. If he opened his mouth, his lips would touch Sa’e Yang’s, but he still retorted, “That was because I’d been running.”
Perhaps the atmosphere affected his own voice, which was low enough to be a whisper.
“Really? But you’re not running now.”
By the time Sa’e finished speaking, he was already kissing Chu Si.
Initially, there was still some formality, but at some point it became messy. In the short corridor, both of their breaths were heavy.
With a click, the door behind Chu Si suddenly opened.
The two of them entered in a chaotic tangle, pressed first against the wall and then against the medical capsule.
And then with a beep, the medical capsule they were against suddenly opened its cover. Chu Si tightened his fingers on Sa’e’s arm, tugging cleverly, and pressed Sa’e Yang into the capsule.
“Injured organism detected, physiological value measurements initiated.”
As soon as Chu Si closed the cover, he pressed the start switch of the medical capsule and took a step back to brace both hands against the edge. After gasping for a moment, he lowered his eyes and knocked on the cover, saying, “Your body is getting worse, can’t you feel it?”
Sa’e Yang laid in the medical cabin, his strong chest muscles heaving up and down as he raised a hand to wipe his face. He squinted up at Chu Si. “Executive, you plotted against me.”
“A person who looked like they were going to faint within two minutes has no business talking.”
Chu Si pressed the back of the hand against his forehead, thinking: Get lost, who wants to act crazily with you?
loop: IT HAPPENED IT HAPPENED I can die happy now…
MY SOUL WAS ALMOST TAKEN TO HEAVEN
SCREAMING RUNNING ACROSS THE ROOM HAVE WE MADE IT FELLAS⁉️ THE TENSION IS HIGH WITH THIS ONE!!
I can’t express my feelings in english, so I’ll do it in my native language(sorry)
О БОЖЕ ВОНИ ЦЕ ЗРОБИЛИ!!! ЦЕ БУЛО ТАК ГАРЯЧЕ >< SCREAMING Ну все, це розділ йде в улюблене!
А ЩЕ МЕНІ ТАК ПОДОБАЄТЬСЯ як CS усвідомив свої почуття! А також те ще він добре розуміє натуру SY і тому й не хоче щоб їх стосунки переросли у щось інше/більше. Good luck, Sa’e Yang!
I’m sorry, is this Russian?
Too much stimulation, toooo much! Thank for the chapter 😍
A kiss!!! Finally!!! Awww if I understood correctly, Chu Si was worried about Sae’s condition, but he wanted that kiss too? Sigh!
Woahhh finally!!!!!!!
Thanks for the translation
THIS WAS SO GOOD OMG- I HAVE BEEN GRINNING LIKE A MADMAN IN THE DARK AND RE-READING THE SCENE CONSTANTLY. I HAVE GONE CRAZY! LOOP-NIM, THANK YOU! THANK YOU! I WILL, NOW, RESPECTFULLY EJECT MYSELF TO OUTERMOST SPACE.
I’m gonna ascend