Chapter 55 "Where were you just now?...

It's really not his fault.

From the time he woke up until now, only a few hours have passed, but it feels like he has lived a new life.

Now, he finally has time to sort out the events that happened and confirm that they actually occurred.

Most importantly, the thing I couldn't wait to confirm again and again—

He opened the matching page, looked at Vinson's name next to the matched status, and stared at it for a long time, but still felt it wasn't enough. He rubbed Vinson's name with his fingers through the virtual screen.

Fate had been incredibly kind to him.

He thought he would never have the chance to touch Vison again, never have the chance to see him, never have the chance to kiss him.

In the moment before he fell into a coma and his eyes closed, all that appeared in his mind was Vison's face, his various appearances and expressions.

At that moment, he thought, "I miss him so much."

He longed to be with him forever.

When he was so badly injured that he felt he had one foot in the grave, he even had a moment of daze and wondered: if he died, could he become a vengeful ghost and follow Vison around forever?

That seems like a good idea.

As Fei Pos was lost in thought, a message suddenly popped up on his personal terminal.

"He went to the insect hive himself and said he wanted to be paired with you."

It was difficult for Faber to accurately express his emotions upon seeing the news; even the word "intense shock" seemed rather superficial.

*

In the final moments before going to the battlefield, everyone was writing their wills.

Only Fei Pos held the personal terminal, carefully reading the messages Vison had sent him over and over again.

At the last moment, he finally made up his mind.

Years later, he sent his first request to his father: "If I return safely, could you please request the Zerg Hive to match me with Lord Vinson?"

When he unexpectedly learned that Vison was also in the matchmaking pool, but he couldn't match with Vison, he realized that without external help, he probably wouldn't be able to match with Vison.

Since then, he has been thinking about this, always afraid that Vison will match with a female insect and that he will be replaced.

He even inquired about the mating criteria of the insect hive from various sources, but to no avail. He only learned that if it was a male insect making the request, the mating pool might accept it.

At the very last moment before going to the battlefield, as his unease grew and he had a premonition that he was about to face death, he finally did what he had always wanted to do.

He wanted to take this most dazzling jewel from the imperial crown home and hide it away.

If he doesn't die, and Vincent doesn't need to risk a backlash to appease him, then he will stay by his side at all costs.

He curled his hands up, as if trying to hold onto something tightly.

The thought settled the moment he opened his eyes again.

When he saw the unexpected matching result, after a moment of stunned silence, his first thought was that his father must have helped.

But I didn't expect... that it was Vinson who went to find the Zerg hive to match with himself?

So, does he want his too?

Did he also agree to let him stay by his side?

He remained silent, but the emotions within him grew increasingly intense.

Like an erupting volcano, intense and scalding emotions splashed into every corner of his heart.

My hands felt slightly damp.

He looked down and saw tears dripping down his face, like a broken string.

Only then did he realize that he had cried.

Even though my heart was filled with happiness, I couldn't stop the tears from falling.

How embarrassing.

Even when he was most seriously injured, he never shed a tear.

Tears, as a way of expressing emotions, seem to be something that is not naturally associated with him.

But he has already cried twice in just one day...

Fortunately, Vincent didn't see it this time.

Following the intense emotions came feelings of distress and inferiority.

Just like when Vincent asked him, "What about love?"

He couldn't help but think that Vison had treated him so well, yet he hadn't been able to do anything for him.

It seems like Vison has always been the one making sacrifices for him.

And what about him?

He did nothing for him and even caused Vison a lot of trouble.

Besides that, he was evasive, taciturn, and boring.

It seems that only his face and achievements are worth looking at.

But Vincent's face was better looking than his, and his achievements were of no use to Vincent.

Female insects like him are everywhere.

Vincent doesn't even need to wave; just by standing there, a whole bunch of female insects will flock to him.

Before meeting Vison, he never thought he was associated with feelings of inferiority, sensitivity, and anxiety, but after meeting Vison, he found that he often found himself trapped in these emotions.

Surprisingly, he didn't reject this feeling.

Since meeting Vison, I've experienced all sorts of emotions.

These negative emotions are only a tiny part; the majority are feelings of peace, fulfillment, and vitality... There are so many precious emotions, and even those negative ones have become a novel experience.

It's just that at times like these, there's an inevitable sense of frustration, and also a feeling of urgency.

I felt an urgent desire to do something for Vison.

What can we do?

After thinking for a long time, it seemed that Vison's only requirement for him was to obey.

But apart from the last time he left without saying goodbye, he has been behaving well.

Yes, he can also cook some hot meals for Vincent as before.

He is quite capable of handling this small matter.

Fipos is now extremely grateful that he honed his cooking skills back then and also got the recipes for the dishes that Vincent liked from the insect.

Now it can finally play some role.

But just as Feibos put on his gloves and apron, ready to show off his skills, he opened the refrigerator and was disappointed to find that because the house hadn't been cooked for a long time, and Vison had fixed the robot butler's menu, the robot butler hadn't purchased some of the ingredients Feibos needed.

Fipos took off his gloves and decided to go out to buy groceries.

"Beep, error."

He put his hand on the doorknob, but it was marked with a large red sign.

Um?

Several big question marks appeared above Fei Bosi's head.

He tried a few more times.

"Beep beep beep..."

Error icons kept popping up, and piercing notification sounds kept coming.

It seems like he... can't get out?

Is there a problem with the system?

Fipos thought.

The computer then popped up a video call the next second.

It's Vison.

It must have been a video sent from the backstage.

It was dark all around, with only the edges showing light.

In the center of the screen is Vison, who has been made up.

Vison was a completely different person from any other Vison that Faber had ever seen.

Tell him to just glance at it and forget his soul.

The makeup and styling weren't overly dramatic.

The makeup artist simply curled all his hair up, revealing his handsome brows and forehead.

They added some light makeup to him, especially deepening the shadows around his eyebrows, eyes, and nose, making him appear sharper.

Especially now when he's glaring at him so fiercely.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to buy groceries," Feppos said honestly, staring straight at the face on the other side of the screen.

This answer clearly failed to satisfy Vinson on the other side of the screen. He frowned, looking even more fierce: "Didn't I forbid you from going out?"

"I'm sorry." Upon hearing this, Fei Boshi paused for a moment and readily apologized.

Vison was momentarily taken aback by his eagerness to apologize.

In the past, Feppos would not apologize so easily; sometimes, he would even talk back when they argued.

But having just recovered from a serious illness, he seemed to have lost some of his coldness and become more gentle.

In theory, Fipos should have been happy about this change, but in reality, he felt somewhat uneasy.

"Don't be angry, I won't go out." Seeing him frowning and not saying anything, Feibosi thought he was very angry, so he quickly added.

"Good to know."

Despite saying that, he was still unhappy inside, but there was nothing he could do about Feibos because of the shield. Vison decided to end it early and go back to teach him a lesson.

Just as Vinson was about to hang up, Fipos on the other end gave him an exceptionally handsome and genuine smile: "Vison looks great today."

"...I understand." Caught off guard by the straightforward praise, he was stunned for a moment, instantly forgetting his earlier thought of dealing with Fei Bosi. After regaining his senses, he gave an awkward and stiff reply.

Fipos just smiled at him, ignoring him completely, which made Vincent's already fair cheeks turn redder and redder.

In a short time, her entire face turned red, and even her neck turned red.

I did everything, and all I got was a compliment...

Enraged, Vison left with the words, "I'm about to finish."

He quickly hung up the phone.

The last image captured on the phone was of Faber looking at him with a smile.

*

Vincent, who had turned down the after-party dinner, rushed home.

When I opened the door, the house was pitch black.

"Bang!" Vison slammed the door shut.

Before he could even take off his shoes, he was searching everywhere for Fei Bosi.

"Fibos".

"Fibos".

"Fibos".

......

Living room? No.

There is no kitchen.

There is no bedroom.

There was no bathroom either.

......

As he searched, Vison's anger gradually built up, and his patience dwindled.

Was my feigned obedience this morning just a way to deceive him?

Not tying him up this morning was his biggest mistake ever!

We need to make sure he can't go anywhere.

As his anger rapidly increased, he prepared to search for the insect and then for Feppos.

The lights were suddenly turned on.

"Visen, why are you standing there?" Fipos's voice suddenly came from behind.

Vison turned his head sharply and saw Fipos standing by the door.

He looked as if he had just woken up, his hair was tied up casually, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He seemed puzzled as to why he was wearing leather shoes and standing in the dark with a grim expression, without turning on the lights.

“Where were you just now?” Vison stared at him dangerously.

“I went to the storage room to tidy up some things. I got a little tired on the way, so I lay down on the sofa next to me and took a nap. I didn’t expect it to be so late…” Seeing his extremely unpleasant expression, Feibos vaguely understood that Vinson had just misunderstood something. “I didn’t go out. I was obedient.”

His tone and demeanor seemed genuine, and Vison's expression improved slightly.