Chapter 37
I read the data projected on the computer several times to make sure I had mastered it completely.
Yael turned off the computer and threw it aside, then patted the sofa beside him.
"Come here."
Nishizawa, who was tending to plants on the balcony, felt his back stiffen.
He put the things in his hand aside, but did not sit on the sofa as he was told. Instead, he half-knelt in front of the male insect.
The ground was covered with a thick, snow-white carpet, which was soft and dense, enough to cover the male insect's white feet and support the wound on its knees.
"Come to the sofa?"
Yael rubbed his head which was resting on his knees, "Your legs are not healed yet."
Xi Ze did not agree, but just stared at him with his golden eyes, and said in a somewhat harsh voice, "...it will get dirty."
During this period, the male insect was keen on practicing various methods of spiritual counseling. He was often pressed on the sofa or carpet to be counseled from the inside out, and he rolled from the sofa to the carpet many times.
The sofa doesn't have a self-cleaning function, but the carpet does, and everything ends up on the carpet anyway...
It is better to do it on the ground from the beginning, and this face-to-face position is the most suitable after trial and error.
"What does it matter? Just ask 015 to take it down and wash it."
"Hero Lord."
Caesar called him, but nothing more happened. He tentatively reached out his hand to touch his calf, hooking his little finger around the end of his trouser leg.
After spending some time with him, Yael got to know his temper a little bit.
It's like what I'm doing now, which means I'm sticking to my choice. I call him occasionally without saying anything, as if I'm being coquettish in a very subtle way, hoping to get a soothing touch.
Yael narrowed his eyes and rarely refrained from responding.
Caesar waited for a while, then realized that he was not being comforted, so he stopped looking at him and instead lowered his eyes to study the patterns on the carpet.
Yael took out a hair tie from his pocket, curled his lips and stopped teasing him, "Okay, come closer."
"Isn't your hair a little long? It's always covering your eyes."
He spread the hair tie with three fingers, and with his other hand touched Caesar's head, combed it briefly with his fingers a few times, and finally gathered it into a bunch and tied it into a low ponytail that was just the right amount of tightness.
"Ha." He fiddled with the little bun with his fingertips and chuckled, with the last syllable rising.
"Look, a little tail."
Invisible threads of mental power gathered in the air, and began to change shape according to the male insect's thoughts, entwining around the slender fingertips and beginning to play with the small tuft of hair affectionately.
Pinch the roots with your fingers, roll the smooth hair in circles in your hands, and slowly smooth it from beginning to end.
“……!”
Caesar's body trembled suddenly, and he raised his hand reflexively, but stopped before subconsciously pressing the wrist. As a retreat, he pressed the male's thigh, and flexed his fingers to tighten the piece of cloth.
Yael lowered his eyelashes and chuckled.
The warm spiritual power was like a sprouting bamboo shoot, growing and blooming in the flesh and blood.
The feeling of being invaded by a completely different mental force is strong and clear, and I can't get used to it no matter how many times it happens.
It was like having one's skin cut open inch by inch, revealing the bright red flesh and clear meridians inside, revealing one's liver, gallbladder, and lungs, and looking inside to see how the heart is beating vigorously.
Or even worse than that, being caught with something shameful, humiliating, extremely private and vulnerable.
The male insect originally had a mild character, but I don't know if it was corrupted by the "hanging out" during this period, or if its true nature was revealed, and it became more vicious.
It's harmless, but it's a bit difficult for female insects.
"Since you have a tail, you should be able to make a sound, right? Why don't you make a sound and let me hear it?"
Having never heard of such coquettish coercion, Xi Ze couldn't even get angry. In the end, he could only swallow the "bad consequences" of his own unlimited indulgence.
"No..."
He shook his head with red eyes and refused, his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, "No tail..."
"Why not? Then what is this?"
It was clearly just the end of her hair, but it seemed as if a real little tail had grown out of it, sensitive, delicate, soft and fragile, and it trembled timidly when being bullied by those nimble fingers.
"... Um, Lord! Don't... be like this."
When being touched, an unbearable itching spreads from the top of the head all the way to the toes, as if it were drilling out from the cracks in the bones and invading deep into the body like crazy.
"This tail is not up to standard—"
Yael felt the hot breath sprayed on the side of his legs and reached out to press the female insect's shoulders.
At the same time, he inserted the fingers of his other hand under the hair tie, rubbing the most sensitive roots in circles, bouncing up and down rhythmically, causing the tails of the female insect's eyes to turn slightly red.
The male insect laughed softly, lowered his eyes and whispered to Caesar, "You need my help to shake, you are so stupid."
“…”
Really, crazy.
Xi Ze rested his forehead on the male insect's leg, his mind was blank, his chest rose and fell deeply, relieving the suffocation caused by the surge of blood.
His heart was pounding like a drum and his back was soaked with sweat, as if he had completed an intense training session, but it was different.
After a fight, at most you would feel tired, not half of your body paralyzed like this. All the muscles in your body seemed to have been soaked in honey, filled with sweet juice, and you couldn't use any strength at all.
Along with the unfamiliar feeling, there is also an irrepressible panic.
Because...spiritual counseling hasn't even really started.
Caesar closed his eyes, reached out and grasped Yael's wrist. His hand was still shaking, but he pulled the hand down half forcefully and half gently.
After finally breaking free, the female insect's body swayed and she could no longer maintain the half-kneeling position. She managed to hold on to the ground and not fall.
His voice was a little hoarse, "Let's start... Stop playing."
Yael's hand stopped in mid-air, and he didn't seem unhappy about being interrupted. He just glanced at Caesar thoughtfully.
The female insect probably doesn't know what his expression is like now.
His forehead and nose were covered with a layer of fine, crystal-like beads of sweat, and his originally cold eyes were now wet, like the setting sun reflected in the shimmering water.
The skin from the ears to the neck was lightly red, his lips were slightly parted and he was breathing rapidly, his expression was filled with extreme shame and embarrassment.
So sensitive?
The reaction during the estrus period before didn't seem to be so intense?
Yael thought about what he had just done, and it seemed like he had done nothing...
In a flash, an idea flashed through my mind.
Was it because of what he just said? Was he so shameless?
He seemed to have discovered a new continent. A faint light flashed in his dark eyes. His mental power excitedly lingered between his fingers. Before the female insect could fully recover, he whispered, "Come here."
Xi Ze's back stiffened and he raised his head to look at him. Even his eyelashes were stained with water, and his eyes were full of forbearance and restraint.
"My Lord... can you guide me as before?"
I don't know what kind of spiritual counseling method Yael has learned, but it is obvious that he is not well-intentioned.
The female insect was already overwhelmed by his crude previous technique, let alone the upgraded version that he was now using skillfully.
Yael smiled with his eyes slightly narrowed, his peach blossom eyes curved in a soft and beautiful arc.
"But Dr. Xie's advice is to do more spiritual counseling, and to give more caressing and encouragement. I think it's better to follow the doctor's instructions."
Thanks, Zhao!
This was the first time that Xi Ze remembered the name of a young member of the Xie family so clearly.
But he realized that the root cause did not lie with this female insect. At most, she just passed the fuse to the male insect in front of her.
And then—bang!
out of control.
If before Yael had been implementing a completely laissez-faire policy except for healing, now it was a policy of intermittent pampering that was rough yet sophisticated.
When he was sitting on the sofa, as soon as Yael saw him, he would go up to him, release his mental power to touch his body, and then rub him until he rolled over and fell limply on the sofa.
Even the male insect himself may not be aware that he has an extremely strong side in his character and is unusually stubborn about the things he believes in.
Usually they quietly hide under their gentle and humble shells, not making other insects feel uncomfortable, but when this character surfaces, almost no insect dares to disobey.
Like an emperor who wields a soft whip but is also arbitrary and authoritarian.
Yael tried to reason with him, "This is different from last time, and the effect will be better."
"I have looked up information. Rebuilding a spiritual landscape is very risky. Even if it succeeds, you cannot relax. Subsequent treatment and recovery are particularly important. It requires more guidance than the original landscape to wash away the dirt that has accumulated deep inside..."
He seemed to be trying to persuade a dirty puppy to take a bath and was annoyed by its reluctance to cooperate.
"Why are you resisting? You're obviously feeling comfortable too."
The male insect's features softened as he lowered his head to look at Caesar's face. He no longer had the domineering look that had made him tremble just now.
As soon as he started talking, the female insect forced herself to remain calm, lowered her head slightly, pressed her thin light lips into a straight line, and the veins on her forearms that were pressing on the sofa were exposed.
He is tall and slender, with broad shoulders, a thin waist and abdomen, and beautiful and tight muscles that are clearly visible. Even when he is half-kneeling, he looks like a wild beast that will suddenly pounce at any time, and is extremely dangerous.
However, he was helpless against the snow-white cat in front of him who was showing evil intentions. He restrained his strength and gently pushed her away. He was forced to retreat step by step and was only a step away from compromise.
Yael obviously knew this.
He moved his body, slid down from the sofa, sat cross-legged on the carpet, moved close to the female insect's face, and looked up at him from below.
"Is it okay——"
The male insect's crow-feather eyelashes trembled, and it curved its eyebrows at him, as if a god had dipped a large amount of ink in the paint and smudged the snow-white rice paper with fine brushwork of varying shades, which was stunningly beautiful.
Xi Ze looked at him in a daze.
Yael's voice was gentle, as if he was coaxing a disobedient cub, "Let's continue, okay?"
Xize's Adam's apple trembled, and he opened his mouth for a long time before hearing his own dry voice.
"……good."
He could never refuse him.
…
He noticed early on that male insects had very beautiful hands.
Like a piece of carefully nurtured white jade, from the light pink nails to the white and slender fingers, to the soft and warm palms, every curve is perfect like a work of art.
Unlike the female soldiers like them who have been working hard for years and have rough hands, the slightest bump is very obvious. The last time the back of her hand was scratched, the swelling took a week to heal.
But it was these hands that easily strangled the throat and vitals, reached into the abdominal cavity and stirred the soft internal organs, like a hot blade sinking into butter, easily cutting the soft and thick fat inside, making a sizzling sound.
He watched helplessly as his intestines were brutally ripped open, felt the suffocation of near death, and even had mottled double vision... until finally warm blood spurted out.
It was a mess and extremely embarrassing.
“…”
Xi Ze half-closed his eyes and looked at the snow-white ceiling in a trance, his expression seemed to be painful or something else.
You deserve it...
He thought.
Next time, I must not be fooled by male insects again.
Nishizawa blinked away the sweat that was streaming into his eyes and unconsciously turned his face to the left.
In a blurry vision, he saw the corridor leading to the room.
Because of the perspective, a small triangular blind spot was formed, and there seemed to be a figure hiding in the shadows...
The figure had a pale face that was trying hard to suppress fear, and a body that couldn't stop shaking.
He blinked slowly, then belatedly realized something.
When he was a child, he used to hide there in fear, watching the female father being tortured under the feet of the male father, and the blood staining the carpet.
At that time, the female father turned her face to the side, her expression was pale and numb, and her eyes were empty. She thought she was not seen, but it turned out that the shadow was not enough to hide a cub.
Will it be his cubs' turn in the future, hiding there and watching all this in horror?
"Hmm... Huh..."
This thought was like a sharp knife, stabbing into his mind and shattering his clear consciousness into thousands of pieces.
Caesar's pupils shrank suddenly.
His waist and abdomen bounced up like a dying fish, and he struggled convulsively with such force that he almost threw Yael off.
The gloomy and damp room all year round, the sharp barbs on the whip, the spiral staircase with no end in sight, the smelly soil in the back garden...
Blood-stained silhouettes and chaotic fragments flashed wildly before her eyes, stirring up a hurricane in the depths of her mental picture, and instantly turning the female insect's eyes red.
There seemed to be a huge noise in my ears, like something heavy falling to the ground and shattering completely.
It was like the wine poured down from above my head many years ago, and the crisp sound of the wine bottle hitting my brow the next second.
"&T%... Sibi-s ...
He remembered that the ceiling light in the hall was very bright, but perhaps the wine had corroded his retina, and the shadows in front of his eyes were getting deeper and deeper, about to tear apart all the light.
When his mental strength was torn to the extreme, a warmth covered his eyebrows.
——The sharp and noisy sound in my ear suddenly stopped.
The world came to a standstill, as if a defensive barrier had suddenly risen up, firmly protecting him.
The cold mental power found the empty gap and invaded with great force, sweeping away the surging chronic illnesses.
The cold, fine snow fell from the sky, silently seeping into the vast desert, quietly nurturing new green.
“…”
Yael felt the trembling in his palms slowly subside and the hot fluid between his fingers stopped flowing out. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and belatedly noticed the stinging pain on his forehead.
He reached out and touched it, and saw light bloodstains spreading on his fingertips. The wound was not deep, probably just a skin break.
What happened just now happened too quickly. He was thrown down before he could react and almost hit the sharp corner of the tea table. When he stood up, he was knocked off balance by the struggling female insect.
The tea table was completely knocked over, and 015, who rushed over, was so scared that sparks flew out of his mouth.
The female insects didn’t show such a big reaction in previous psychological counseling sessions. It seems that this method is really effective.
Yael caught a glimpse of the tea table that had been overturned countless times and let out a light sigh.
...Remember to take it away next time you do counseling.
"I let go?"
Yael waited for a while, moved the hand covering Caesar's eyes, and asked in a low voice.
The female insect's breathing quickened for a moment, her pale lips pursed tightly before she forced them to relax and nodded inaudibly.
He put his hand down, and sure enough, he saw a pair of wet and red eyes, with eyelashes stuck into small clumps by tears. The light golden pupils seemed to have been washed by water, deep and clean.
Xize's eyes flickered, but he didn't look up to meet the male insect's gaze. However, when he turned his head slightly, he saw the mess on the ground, and his body froze instantly.
"Feel sorry."
His voice was hoarse and had a slightly moist nasal tone, sounding unusually fragile.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do this..."
He didn't want to spoil the fun, and he didn't want to look like a wolf.
However, his body and subconscious were totally out of control, and his suppressed rationality instantly overwhelmed his mouth and nose, almost causing a mental riot.
The feeling of losing control of his body gave rise to panic that he could not help but clench his still slightly trembling hands and closed his eyes.
"...I'll go clean it up now."
Yael observed his expression for a while, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he reached out his hand, wanting the female insect to help him up. "It's okay, just let 015 clean it up."
Xi Ze closed his eyes tightly, held the hand carefully, raised his eyes and was about to say something, but his gaze suddenly froze.
The male insect's hair was a little messy, revealing a small patch of fair skin with a red and swollen wound on it. The blood had coagulated on the tip of its eyebrow, which was extremely eye-catching.
He felt as if he had been pricked by a scorpion's stinger. The venom was injected into his heart, bringing a sharp pain.
"Did I just hurt you?"
With a gloomy expression, Xi Ze struggled out of 015's mechanical arm, quickly stood up on his elbows, and held down Yael's shoulders.
The female insect probably didn't know how terrifying her expression was. The undisguised worry and self-blame came from the end of her mental power that had not yet completely escaped. Her state changed from satisfied and tired to hard and sharp.
Yael was silent for a moment, "It's okay, I'll..."
"Don't move, let me see." Xi Ze said involuntarily, with a strength and majesty that could not be questioned.
Like training soldiers, Yael thought, but he didn't move to let him check the wound.
The female insect reached out and pinched his jaw, lifting his face up to expose the wound, and rubbed the soft corner of his eye with the rough fingertips carrying the coil, pressing lightly around the wound a few times.
...Fortunately, it was just a skin break and the bleeding has stopped.
Yael's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he uttered a low nasal sound, and felt the pressure being eased again.
"How much does it hurt?"
Xi Ze frowned, reached out to push back the hair in front of the male insect's forehead, and moved closer to the wound to observe the situation again, not realizing that the distance between them was so close that their breathing blended together.
"Let's go to the hospital. There are no specialized medical equipment here."
Although it looks like just a small wound, it is located on the head and it is inevitable that it will involve nerves or other sensitive areas, so it should not be taken lightly.
If he wasn't stopped, the female insect would grab him in her arms and take him to the hospital.
Yael held onto Caesar's wrist, pulled it apart with a little force, coughed softly and said, "It's really okay, just apply some medicine and bandage it and it will be fine."
Caesar still looked disapproving, but he couldn't resist Yael's insistence and finally went to get the gauze and medicine.
The coagulated blood was carefully wiped off, and a soft cotton ball was dipped in the medicine and gently applied near the wound until it was completely absorbed. Then a layer of dry gauze was applied and the area was wrapped tightly.
Yael lay on the female insect's thigh, his eyelids drooping as the medicine was applied, and he felt so comfortable that he almost fell asleep.
He felt that the treatment he received was not like a skin injury, but rather a concussion.
“…”
The male insect in her arms completely closed its eyes.
Mental counseling will make both the counselor and the counselee feel tired, so it is usually done together with some kind of exercise, and then you can go to sleep to restore your energy.
Xi Ze put all the medicine aside and pulled a thin blanket over the male insect.
After finishing all this, he leaned back on the sofa, and in the silence, he suddenly recalled the memories that had just come to his mind during the counseling process.
The incident that just happened made him completely forget those bad things. Now when he thought about it, the vivid empathy had faded and turned into tasteless dregs that sank down.
But he also used this opportunity to recognize the worries that had been buried deep inside him.
He was afraid that one day he would follow in the footsteps of his female father, abandon his weapon, sacrifice his freedom and life to a vicious male insect, and be trapped in that rotten mud and waste his life.
Step by step, they distorted their principles and bottom lines, and even raised their butcher knives to attack weaker cubs instead of painfully cutting away the rotten and smelly flesh.
The female father couldn't do it, but it didn't matter——
Xi Ze silently curled his lips, thinking of the bright and dazzling blood color, and for a moment even the hatred faded away, leaving only the pleasure that lingered until now.
But Yael was clearly different.
The pretty and soft face of the little male insect is very different from the stern and arrogant middle-aged male insect in memory. It is not only the difference in age and appearance, but also the huge difference in the soul that can be seen from the eyes.
He is not a lamb to be slaughtered, and the male insect in front of him will not become a butcher.
This was the fusion of spiritual power, a fact that Yael taught him through his own actions when he completely opened himself up.
Malice and viciousness cannot hurt him, mediocrity and dullness are not enough to impress him. Only by shining like a star can one become a burning firework, burning through the dark and cold snowy night.
Xi Ze touched the soft gauze on the male insect's forehead with his fingertips, and the chill in his eyes melted away.
He gently combed Yael's soft hair, and when the breathing in his arms gradually became heavier, he gently lifted the male insect's head and placed it on the pillow, then got up and went to the kitchen to make lunch.
Not long after the female insect left, Yael, who seemed to be asleep, opened his eyes with a clear look in his eyes.
“Ding ding.”
He picked up the laptop that had rolled to the ground and opened it to check the new messages he had received.
【Dr. Xie: How is it? Is that method effective? [Rose][Rose]】
Thinking of the effect of the spiritual counseling just now, he moved his fingers and sent a "hmm".
【Doctor Xie: That's good. Mental counseling is the most effective way to treat female insect psychological problems. Just do it a few more times and there will be basically no problem [smiley face]】
【Doctor Xie: By the way, today was so smooth, did you find some opportunity? Military wives are all very stubborn, they won't easily reveal the depths of their spiritual landscape.】
Yael raised his eyes thoughtfully, looking at the back of the female insect looming in the kitchen.
【wwn: I guess so. 】
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