In the unknown century of Guangyuan, the unnamed galaxy achieved unification. To address population issues, a marriage matching system was developed, forcibly pairing people through data calculatio...
With her long eyelashes trembling slightly, Chu Yunmu slowly opened her eyes, raised her hand to her forehead, and shielded her eyes from the glaring light.
He couldn't remember how long he had been locked up here. The empty white room was like a cage, with the white lights that stayed on all day swallowing up all the darkness, making it frighteningly cold.
At first, Zhou Sijue would come every night, throw a tantrum for no reason, and then abuse him without a care in the world, and afterwards cry and apologize.
Hearing the door open, Chu Yunmu slowly closed his eyes; he didn't want to see this beast.
"Yunmu, guess what I brought you?" Zhou Si opened the cage door with one hand, put the other behind his back, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently stroked Chu Yunmu's cheek. "I know you're awake."
"Get out..." Chu Yunmu's voice was hoarse as he slowly turned over, his back to Zhou Sijue, whose touch was disgusting.
"Butler! Butler!" Zhou Sijue called for the butler, angrily pointing at the person on the bed, "Why is he so mute? How have you been taking care of him!"
"This is normal." The butler lowered his eyes, inwardly complaining, "If you weren't acting like a madman, why would someone who's perfectly fine have a fever every day?"
"Normal? Are you deaf?" Zhou Sijue wanted nothing more than to slap this clueless idiot to death, but since this butler was sent by his father, hitting him would be tantamount to slapping his father in the face. "Who would be so kind as to have such a hoarse voice?"
"The lady remains unconscious and also has a fever..."
The butler was practically rolling his eyes inwardly, but outwardly remained calm as he replied.
He is professionally trained and never criticizes others easily unless he can't help it!
"If he's sick, won't you give him medicine?"
Zhou Sijue slammed his fist on the table and stood up. He really wanted to slap the butler to death. Why was he so clueless?
"I'll go get it."
The butler took a step back, turned and left.
Knock! Is this lunatic hard of hearing? The person just woke up and you're already here, yelling and screaming. It would be a miracle if I could even give him medicine.
Zhou Sijue suppressed her anger, turned around, put on a smile, and gently stroked the hair on Chu Yunmu's cheek.
"It's your birthday today, I bought you a present, are you sure you don't want to take a look?" Zhou Sijue rested her chin on Chu Yunmu's shoulder and gently stroked his cheek. "It's specially prepared for you..."
Chu Yunmu remained unmoved. Today was August 21st. Had he been here for a month already? Time really flies.
"Yunmu, look at me..." Zhou Sijue forced down his anger. This was the first time in his life that he had to be so humble and coax someone. Chu Yunmu had better know when to stop.
"Don't call me by my name, it's disgusting."
Chu Yunmu moved closer, and Zhou Sijue felt nauseous from the inside out, including the surrounding air.
"You find it disgusting when I call you that? What about Yu Wei? Doesn't it make you feel disgusted when he calls you that?" Zhou Sijue raised her voice, turned Chu Yunmu's face, and forced him to look at her. "You don't find it disgusting when Yu Wei calls you that, and you even want to offer yourself to him, right? You're more disgusting than me!"
“Yes! You’re right.” Chu Yunmu looked directly into Zhou Sijue’s eyes without flinching and slowly said, “I also feel disgusted with myself.”
He did like Yu Wei, but he didn't want to force him to be with him. Liking someone doesn't necessarily mean possessing them; watching from afar is also a kind of happiness.
Staying by his side under the guise of brotherhood, yet harboring such feelings for him, is truly disgusting. He wronged Yu Wei, even considering marrying him through deception; that's truly disgusting. Exploiting Yu Wei's sense of responsibility to bind himself to him is truly disgusting.
He was incredibly grateful that the plan hadn't gone smoothly, that he could still be friends with Yu Wei, and that Yu Wei could still be his most compatible partner. Perhaps this was fate; Yu Wei wouldn't belong to him, much less just to him.
"Why are you all so obsessed with him!" Zhou Sijue's eyes were practically spitting fire, and she increased the pressure on Chu Yunmu's jaw as if she wanted to crush it. "What is it about him that I don't have?"
His younger brother opposed him for the sake of the Yu family; his younger sister changed her major to biology for Yu Wei and volunteered to participate in the research of the secret domain of the twenty-seventh planet; his lover threatened to kill herself for Yu Wei, and even when she was in love, she called out that name.
Yuwei! Yuwei! Yuwei! You're already dead and you still can't rest in peace!
"How can you compare to him?" Chu Yunmu sneered contemptuously. "He is gentle, considerate, and talented. He can fight on the battlefield and serve in the imperial court. He can protect his family and safeguard the people. What are you? Do you have the right to compare yourself to him?"
He is a League Star, a citizen's hero, and their guardian angel. Zhou Sijue, on the other hand, is nothing but a good-for-nothing who sponges off his parents, a parasite on society. Without the Zhou family, he wouldn't even be as good as a beggar.
"Chu! Yun! Mu!"
Zhou Sijue's eyes were bloodshot. He slapped Chu Yunmu across the face, leaving a red handprint on her fair skin.
Chu Yunmu felt a ringing in his ears and couldn't hear what Zhou Sijue was saying at all.
Zhou Sijue threw down her things, straddled Chu Yunmu, and gripped his neck tightly.
Why can't he just say something nice? Why does everyone think he's inferior to Yu Wei? Why is everyone's attention focused on Yu Wei?
Why? Yuwei, Yuwei, Yuwei, can't you just die peacefully? Do I have to dig up your cenotaph before you're satisfied?
The instinct for survival compelled Chu Yunmu to struggle to pry Zhou Sijue's hand off, but Zhou Sijue tightened his grip even more, making the feeling of suffocation stronger and stronger, until all the air in her lungs was consumed.
A flush of red appeared on Chu Yunmu's pale face, which then gradually turned purplish-blue. Her consciousness became increasingly blurred, and her struggles weakened.
Well, it's better to die like this than to live without dignity.
I wonder if I'll see Yu Wei over there.
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