pr: roki
Being pinned down by such a tall person wasn’t too great of a feeling. Chu Si felt a little suffocated, and after gasping for breath twice, under the heavy pressure, he opened his eyes.
The simulated natural light in the room was at a relatively comfortable brightness, but to Chu Si, who’d been in the dark for so long, it still stung slightly. He squinted his eyes for a while before his vision gradually cleared.
First he saw the ceiling above his head, not unlike the metallic texture of the White Wolf’s, and it was snow white. Next was the wall directly across from him, also pure white, very much taking into consideration the feelings of cleanliness fanatics. There were also a few bright and simple watercolors hanging on the wall, not too many, not too few, just enough to create a relaxed and comfortable environment.
These arrangements were somewhat familiar. He reflected for a while before realizing that it seemed to be the style of the intensive care ward of the White Eagle Military Hospital.
Back then, he’d stayed for a long time in the intensive care unit in order to monitor his body replacement’s rejection reaction. Although many years had since passed, the recognition still lingered in his body— the sight of those white walls and watercolors seemed to bring back the smells of disinfectant and nutrient solution.
But after a few moments, the smell of the nutrient solution didn’t disappear and lingered at the tip of his nose.
Chu Si lowered his gaze, chin resting against Sa’e Yang’s shoulder.
Sa’e Yang was very well built, but not overly muscled, always giving off a feeling of sharp fierceness. When Chu Si moved his chin slightly, he could feel the muscles and bones of Sa’e Yang’s neck, protruding from his stretched position.
He encircled Chu Si with his shoulders and arms, making the space seem cramped and crowded, and used his own weight to press Chu Si slightly into the blanket, stopping him from moving. Still, Chu Si’s heart filled with a subtle sense of security.
He’d lived for decades, yet this was the first time he felt like he was probably a little masochistic. Otherwise, how could he be finding it tolerable to be pressed half to death, and even be more relaxed than ever…
It was just that he slept for too long and was nearly about to die again. The bones in his body were all a little creaky and brittle under Sa’e Yang’s pressure, almost like they were about to break.
He listened to Sa’e Yang’s breathing, allowing himself to stay pressed for a while before finally freeing his right hand from the heavy pressure and experimentally tapping on the nutritional machine next to the bed.
The bottom of the nutritional machine spun around to reveal a display on the side that read:
Continuous working time: 01:37:12
B1 remaining amount: 22.5%
Sleep monitoring: light sleep
It meant that the first dose of nutrient solution hadn’t finished infusing yet, and there was still over twenty percent to go.
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Would Sa’e Yang, with his character, voluntarily request to be connected to the nutritional machine? Thinking about it, Chu Si knew that he definitely would not, and that someone must’ve forcibly connected him. Lining up and counting the rounds in his heart, it seemed the only person who could’ve spoken up and taken action was Shao Heng.
But judging from Shao Heng’s previous situation of being tied up, he was obviously a little wary of Sa’e Yang and would not suddenly think of going against Sa’e Yang’s wishes. Generally speaking, if Sa’e Yang showed reluctance or disdain, Shao Heng would at most mutter a sentence then give up, and would certainly not chase the topic.
The fact that he was able to forcefully connect to the nutritional machine regardless of whether Sa’e Yang wanted to or not meant there could only be one possibility— and that was that Sa’e Yang’s condition was too poor, poor to the point that he couldn’t bear to keep on watching.
The reason why Sa’e Yang’s condition was this poor was self-evident.
Chu Si was silent for a moment, moving his neck slightly to turn his head to see the man pressed against his shoulder. Just then, he heard Sa’e Yang murmur again, “Don’t move…”
“Weren’t you asleep?” Chu Si tilted his head slightly, only to realize that by doing so, his cheek and the tip of his nose nearly pressed against the other man’s neck.
“I woke up the moment you moved.” Sa’e Yang’s voice was deep and low, with an unusually tired hoarseness, but his tone seemed very relaxed, as if talking to the person closest to him. He didn’t even seem to bother opening his lips, and his words were muffled, making him appear a hundred times lazier than usual.
After he finished speaking, the arm encircling Chu Si moved, and his palm covered Chu Si’s eyes. He murmured, “Sleep with me a little longer.”
Chu Si used the hand that had broken free to push at those fingers. But he didn’t use much force, and after a couple of pushes, he followed along, keeping his hold on Sa’e Yang’s fingers and wondering, “Last time at the base, you didn’t move even after I pushed you for so long. How come you wake up so easily now?”
Sa’e Yang was tired, but he wasn’t weary of talking to Chu Si like this. He moved his head, nuzzling his chin twice against Chu Si’s shoulder, and drew out his tone. “After having experienced the feeling of being threatened for the first time, I kept a spare nerve awake.”
Listening to his nearby voice in the darkness, Chu Si blinked lightly. “Threatened?”
“En.”
“How did it feel?”
Sa’e Yang seemed to chuckle softly, the slight vibration slipping down Chu Si’s ears into his bones. “Stimulation like no other…”
He paused for a moment, then added, “But I don’t want to experience it a second time, Executive.”
An obviously ordinary sentence, when spoken from Sa’e Yang’s mouth, had a feeling of novelty. Chu Si’s grip on Sa’e Yang’s hand slowly relaxed, and then slid downward a bit, hooking onto Sa’e Yang’s shoulder.
Their positioning wasn’t at all standard, but this was truly their first embrace. It carried no meaning other than pure intimacy, relaxation, and even the slightest bit of dependence.
“But I’ve already memorized how to adjust your machinery, so there won’t ever be a second time.” Sa’e Yang said, his voice trailing off again as sleepiness crept back in.
Perhaps it was because they were so close to one another, or perhaps it was because Sa’e Yang’s low voice sank into his ears in an unusually relaxing and comforting way, but Chu Si felt himself becoming drowsy again, and was actually growing a little dazed as well.
When he opened his eyes once again, Sa’e Yang’s hand over his eyes had already slipped away.
Chu Si felt the temperature of his palm, judging the extent of his body’s recovery accordingly. He turned his head to look at the nutritional machine, and the working time on it had already changed to 07:18:23.
Surprisingly, he’d slept for almost six more hours.
This was the first time Chu Si had slipped into sleep so easily. Sa’e Yang’s sleep monitoring had shifted from light sleep to deep sleep as well, probably because he’d finally relaxed.
The speed of infusion in a nutritional machine was adjusted automatically according to the person’s physical condition. When one was too weak, the speed couldn’t be too fast, and when one was gradually getting better, the speed that they could withstand would be greater. Chu Si reached for the remote control, and just as he was fine-tuning the speed for Sa’e Yang, he heard the door of the ward click open.
Chu Si turned his head to look over and saw Shao Heng poking his head into the room. Meeting his gaze, Shao Heng said with a look of surprise, “Oh, you finally woke up? Mr—”
Listening to him speak, he should’ve been wanting to ask how Mr. Yang was doing. It was only that before he could do so, he noticed how the two people in the room were positioned, and the words that followed turned into a long “uh…”
In the past, Chu Si would’ve directly pushed Sa’e Yang away— no, that wasn’t right. This kind of situation would’ve never even happened in the past.
But at this moment, he was afraid that too much movement would wake up Sa’e Yang again, so he said to Shao Heng without a single change in expression, “I’ve just woken up—” Subtext: so as to why I slept like this, I have no idea.
“You were the one who moved me and Mr. Yang over?” Subtext: how on earth did you move us, why did I find myself in this position the moment I opened my eyes?
Shao Heng: “En……………………yes, I moved you both, how did I move you two into this situation?”
Chu Si snorted. “Who knows.”
In just two sentences, he transformed a guilty conscience into righteous self-confidence. The blame was all simply dumped onto Shao Heng.
Shao Heng: “…” Why have I been wronged?!
After digesting the shocking sense of injustice, he spoke up again. “The pressure can’t be light, can you still breathe? I’d better move Mr. Yang.”
Chu Si said calmly, “No need.”
Shao Heng: “?????”
“When did you move us over?” Chu Si suddenly asked.
Shao Heng was taken aback and instinctively counted. “After talking to my old man for a while and directing two waves of rescue just now, it should’ve been about seven hours.”
Chu Si gave an “en” and said, “Earlier, how long had it been since Mr. Yang slept?” Subtext: You saw how bad Sa’e Yang’s condition was before, exhausted to such a state. Now you want to move him around and wake him up again. Do you even have a conscience?
Obviously, Shao Heng’s conscience was still a little more intact than Chu Si’s. When asked this question, he leaned against the door frame and started deflecting. “How long had it been since he last slept? I’m not exactly sure, but his complexion… tsk tsk, you weren’t there to see it, if he laid in a coffin he could’ve been sent straight to a funeral parlor! You know, my old man can’t stand watching people pretend to be strong. He immediately called me over to forcibly plug Mr. Yang into the nutritional machine.”
Chu Si raised a fist at him, and said lightly, “Keep your voice down.”
Shao Heng suppressed his voice a little and added, “To be honest, when looking for my old man, Mr. Yang’s complexion was already somewhat poor. Oh, there’s something strange with that, I’ll tell you later.”
He hesitated for a moment there, then continued speaking. “Speaking of my old man, I think he might be involved in some rather complicated things. I’m a little worried that he’ll get into some kind of danger.”
Chu Si was about to ask a couple of detailed questions when he felt the person buried in his shoulder suddenly move. It might not have been obvious from Shao Heng’s point of view, but Chu Si could distinctly sense that Sa’e Yang seemed to be awake, and had decided to cause trouble just after waking up.
He moved lightly twice before biting at the hollow of Chu Si’s neck.
Chu Si’s fingers resting on the edge of the bed twisted, and his face instantly tensed for a moment. “…”
Shao Heng: “En? What’s wrong?”
Chu Si said expressionlessly, “Nothing’s wrong. Why don’t you come and help me lift Mr. Yang out of the way? I’m suddenly a little short of breath.”
Shao Heng: “…” Just how delayed is your reaction? Did you orbit around the universe three hundred times?
But Shao Heng entered the room and closed the door behind him. He had just taken two steps inside when Sa’e Yang let go of Chu Si’s neck and rolled over to sit up.
When he sat up, he covered his eyes with one hand, as if he wasn’t quite used to the light in the room. The shadow of his palm covered most of his face, and judging from the angle of his mouth and the aura around him, his expression was probably somewhere between “sleepy laziness” and “impatience at being woken up.”
After a moment’s reprieve, he pressed his hand against the back of his neck and rolled his muscles, then lowered his eyes and held out a hand to Chu Si. “Have you gone numb from the pressure? Do you need a hand, Executive?”
Chu Si subconsciously reached out to borrow some strength, but just as he lifted his hand, the movement froze. His lips moved: “Your face…”
However, it was already too late.
Shao Heng’s voice rang out from a few steps away, a little broken due to shock. “Holy shit— who are you?!”
HUHHH
thanks for the chapter!
Wow. The sweetest and delicate pure fluff in a long time huhu.
Thank you so much for updatingg 💖💖💖
I love these moments between the two! 🥹
Poor Shao Heng lmao
Thank you for the update!
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Such a beautiful scene: they sleeping together! Sa’e was so sweet! And Chu Si hugging back! Another flashing kiss, please! Poor Shao Heng! Thanks for the chapter!
ahahahaha, wouldn’t you like to know 😂