Chapter 29 Chapter 29: In fact, neither of them met again...
Hospital.
In a VIP ward on the top floor.
There were several pots of delicate green plants placed in the corner of the room. Because Perlans had severe mysophobia, all the bedding here had been changed before.
The doctor just called Louis out, so now Perrance is the only one left in the ward.
Perrance leaned quietly against the bed.
The snow-white silk gloves originally worn on the right hand have now been carefully taken off and placed on the bedside table.
After all, you have to get an acupuncture needle.
His fingers were slender and white, almost transparent. A blue vein was faintly visible at his wrist, where a thin needle was gently piercing. Medicine was slowly dripping into the transparent infusion tube.
The ward was very quiet, and occasionally a conversation between the doctor and Louis could be heard in the corridor.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Feeling the exhaustion sweeping over me,
Perrance closed his eyes, as if he was in a deep sleep, but his light breathing and occasional trembling of his eyelids revealed that he was not asleep at all.
I don't know when the hairband fell off.
The long silver hair was untied and casually spread on the pillow, like the rising moonlight in winter, or the silver waterfall pouring down from the mountains, shimmering with a faint, cold luster, cold and distant.
I just took some medicine. The dull pain from the stomach bleeding caused by being kicked in the abdomen is no longer so obvious after the doctor's emergency treatment.
His body was like this, like a shaky piece of porcelain, appearing to be completely intact on the outside, but it would fall to the ground and shatter into pieces with the slightest push.
There was a subtle but clear "click" sound as the door hinge gently turned.
The door opened and then closed again the next second.
"How are you feeling? The doctor just left. If you're not feeling well, I'll call the doctor back."
As he spoke, Louis closed the door and walked into the room.
To be honest, the male insect's attire was not neat and decent. Because he had rushed to the hospital emergency room with Pearlance in his arms, the gray suit fabric was wrinkled and sweat was running down his forehead - his short black hair was a little messy and hung down in front of his forehead.
However, even in this slightly disheveled state, it could not conceal his eye-catching handsome appearance.
He possesses the righteousness and gentleness that are unique to Asians, neither too tough nor lacking in masculine fortitude. There is always a special gentleness between his brows, neither too ostentatious nor indistinguishable from the crowd.
It is the kind of appearance that is very friendly and can easily gain the trust of the client.
In the eyes of the doctors and nurses in the hospital, they might be a very strange combination.
Male insects are rare, and most of the male insects seen in the hospital are there because they need medical treatment. However, Louis accompanied Perlans, not only sending him to the hospital, but also running around. It is obvious that Louis is really anxious.
Don’t they look like a favored queen and lord?
Sadly, it’s not.
The facts bear no relation to this absurd assumption.
Their relationship wasn't a marriage certificate, but a contract. And now, even this contract that maintained their relationship had expired.
"……Thanks."
Pearlance opened his eyes, and his crystal blue pupils blinked, like two bottomless lakes of sorrow.
"Louis, thank you very much for sending me to the hospital."
"Oh, it's okay, don't worry about it,"
After the chaotic worry and panic had passed, Louis finally realized that he was embarrassed.
Everything was so messy that Louis even had a series of unreal illusions.
Perhaps, neither of them expected to meet again in such a surprise.
An oppressive silence filled the air. Louis stood there awkwardly, while Perrance leaned gently against the thin bed, his face pale. His eyes were half-closed, his long eyelashes casting a faint shadow under his eyelids, as if he was trying his best to avoid meeting Louis's eyes.
Because he felt ashamed, and because Louis once again witnessed his miserable appearance.
Perrance felt bitter.
They lived together for three months, went to bed together, made love, and also had fights.
Unexpectedly, they met again unexpectedly at the wedding of the First Legion Commander. Perlans really didn't know that Louis was a good friend of the First Legion Commander's Lord, and Louis didn't expect to meet Perlans there. No, maybe he vaguely guessed it.
All reunions do not generously give any preparation time. In just a moment, at just a corner, you have to put on all your dignity to face it.
Inside the ward, there was no other sound except the occasional "tick-tick" sound of dripping liquid from medical equipment. Every drop seemed to strike their hearts.
Respect is the most important thing that a noble needs to maintain, as Pearlance has been taught since he was a child.
But Louis has witnessed too many embarrassing moments of Perrance.
So at least at this last moment, Perlance hoped that he could maintain a little dignity, perhaps it was the belated return of self-respect in his bones, intended to support this frail body.
"Sir, I haven't signed your resignation yet... Do you still want to resign?"
Perrance looked at Louis quietly, his tone calm and his expression calm.
This calmness is maintained deliberately. It is Perrance's favorite mask and the expression he is most accustomed to.
All of this is like a movie with a fixed duration. So when the curtain falls, it will fall naturally.
Their meeting was very dramatic.
When Perrance picked up Louis, he was begging on the street.
Yes, that’s right, begging.
It's hard to believe, but it's the truth.
A male insect, even if he does nothing, can live a life of luxury if he wants, but he is in such a miserable state - his face is covered with dirt and dust, and his appearance is completely invisible. His clothes are strange, cheap and tattered, but his eyes are bright.
Few would imagine that a male insect would be reduced to begging on the streets.
So naturally, no one would think that this was a male insect.
And Perlans didn't figure it out by "seeing", he figured it out by feeling - there would be a very strange induction between male and female insects with a high degree of compatibility, and Perlans's rigidity was also very serious, so this induction would be amplified dozens to hundreds of times in him.
Even if he was flying a plane, or just saw someone out of the corner of his eye, Perlans would stop, open the door of the plane, get out, walk up to Louis, and extend an olive branch without hesitation.
Perrance had no choice.
He was born as a sub-female, had an extreme aversion to male insect pheromones, and was in a severe late stage of rigidity - all of this left him with no choice. Perhaps this male insect was the only one he had ever met in his life that was a match for him.
At least that was the case for the first few decades, as Perrance had never encountered a male insect whose pheromones were acceptable to him.
Maybe God was really playing a joke on him.
Perrance suffers from an extremely rare and severe form of pheromone intolerance.
Of course, he himself doesn't like to have any relationship with any male insect. Maybe it's genes, or maybe it's heredity. In short, it's hard to say, but this is how he has become.
Over the past few decades, Perlans has never felt able to breathe easily. Pheromone rejection is like an invisible shackle. At the beginning, it was just painful and weak, but with the arrival of adulthood, rigidity naturally invaded his life, day after day, year after year, gradually eroding his body and will.
At first it was bearable, with only minor symptoms, occasional limb stiffness and slight mobility problems.
However, as time went on, these symptoms grew like weeds, muscles began to atrophy uncontrollably, and the body, which was not healthy at the time, was gradually weakened, like a sculpture being gnawed away by time. Even the simplest daily actions, such as dressing, washing, and eating, became extremely difficult, requiring more physical strength and willpower than ordinary people.
Because of his poor physical condition, he still attracted the attention of his male father because of his good talent when he was a child. Perlans was S-level, although she was a sub-female. However, precisely because she was a sub-female, Perlans had a clearly marked value to his male father.
For the nobility, marriage is an exchange of value.
It was just like the marriage between his male father and female father, but his female father died on the battlefield when he was very young. Instead, his grandfather took good care of him, and later his grandfather also died of old age.
His father felt that the time had come and was keen to marry him off in exchange for more family benefits.
However, his father's plan was doomed to fail. Perlans's health was too poor. His first date with a noble male insect ended with Perlans vomiting, even in front of that male insect.
The male insect had a disdainful expression on his face, and the pheromones it emitted were so smelly and suffocating that it made Perlans almost unable to breathe. When he reacted the next second, his stomach churned and he vomited.
——It is extremely disgraceful and a complete disgrace to a noble.
As a result, Perrance became the laughing stock of the nobles for a while, and was even slapped in public by his father.
He never returned home after that.
Before my grandfather passed away, he gave the family inheritance rights to Perrance. This old male insect suddenly realized the value of family affection and blood in his later years. Perhaps every creature will always feel lonely when it grows old and want to hold on to something.
The huge inheritance from his grandfather's family truly gave Perrance the power to resist.
Perrance broke off relations with his family, and faced all the questioning, mocking, and misunderstandings, and left home, left the cage, and left the deep house that was like a prison.
He was able to breathe freely, and even though every breath was painful, he felt it was sweet.
However, no matter how much money he had, Perrance's condition and health only got worse.
Health really cannot be restored with money.
In the dead of night, the silence and coldness came like a tide. Perrance often lay in bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.
A few decades may be just a number in the long river of life for other female insects, but for Perrance, it is a long and difficult endurance.
Perhaps his life should have been endless torture, coupled with endless endurance.
Until he met Louis.
Just three months ago.
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