Chapter 76 Chapter Thirteen So You Want to...Mating...with Me.
hot.
Very hot.
Sheng Qing closed his eyes, his consciousness was in a chaos, as if he was in a sea of burning fire. Waves of heat washed over his limbs, making him feel like an ice cream left in the scorching sun, and he was about to melt.
Why is it so hot?
In a trance, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have experienced such a hot period in his distant memory.
At that time, Shengqing was still a thin little white snake, living in a deep mountain where no human had ever set foot. Every day was so monotonous and repetitive. His only pleasure was to enjoy the breeze and curl up under a tree to bask in the sun.
Although he had no blood relatives or clan to protect him, he worked hard to grow from the thickness of a twig to the thickness of a wooden stake.
Until one day, his appetite suddenly became extremely strong, and the heat wave came unexpectedly at this moment.
That time he really thought he was going to die, but when he woke up he found that he had changed from a snake into a human body with a snake tail.
It took him a long time to adapt to how to move with his new body. He was captured by humans just after coming down the mountain. The memory of this was gradually faded during the days of displacement and forgotten in the corners.
The rising body temperature made Shengqing's brain like a ball of boiling paste.
For no apparent reason, he suddenly remembered many things from the past, and all the memories filled his mind like a huge puzzle.
He had clearly never seen his blood relatives and ethnic group, but at this moment, he vaguely sensed an ancient voice.
Genetic inheritance is like a gift stored in the body in advance. In the past, the immature Shengqing was invisible and intangible, and only at a certain time will one discover that it has been stored in the body for many years.
Shengqing remembered it all.
He understood without any instruction that he had reached his second metamorphosis period, and after this he would completely enter adulthood and be able to change his body shape and form freely.
Even the hazy memories still in the eggshell had a vague impression. He remembered that his tribe always laid a fixed number of snake eggs each time. If there were fewer, they would make up for it, and if there were more, they would eat it to replenish the mother's nutrition.
Shengqing had extra eggs, but they were not eaten. Instead, they were thrown away, or perhaps forgotten.
In his inherited memories, he knew that he was in great danger at this moment. If his body continued to have such a high fever, he would die from the persistent high temperature.
At this time, he needs his blood relatives to stay by his side, use their cold bodies to dissipate heat for him, cool him down, and relieve his growing pains.
But…
But…
He is an extra egg abandoned by the mother, an egg that should not have existed in the first place.
The severe pain all over his body mixed with burning sensation caused Shengqing's skin to twitch slightly uncontrollably, and even his scales began to tremble slightly. It was too painful and too hot.
In a trance, he actually felt a slight chill coming from his forehead and hands and feet.
“It’s me, it’s me…
“It’s okay…it’s okay…”
"Will this be better..."
The sound seemed far away, yet also very close. Shengqing's muddled brain was only half a beat late to register the familiar scent.
It's that human!
It's him!
As the burning sensation eased, the sounds from the outside world became less muffled. He heard humans talking to him and felt the gentle touch of human fingers.
In his memory, human hands had always been warm and hot, but now he himself was like a scorching stove, and human hands had become slightly cool.
He seemed to be massaging Shengqing's swollen and painful joints very gently, while talking to him, just like he used to share with him what had happened to him that day every time he came back from outside.
As for what the humans said, Sheng Qing could sometimes hear it clearly, sometimes not so clearly, and there were some words that he could hear clearly but could not understand what they meant.
However, this familiar voice did ease Shengqing's attention to a certain extent.
I don't know why, but the smell of the person who used to be filled with sweetness has changed. It has become a sour and astringent smell that makes one feel stuffy and blocked in the chest.
It was so strong that even Sheng Qing could smell it with his eyes closed, and he even felt like he was immersed in it.
The snake man wanted to open his eyes, but his consciousness and body were separated. His body was wrapped in a transparent cocoon and he could not move no matter what. However, his mind was active, even more active than ever before.
He wondered what the person's expression was at this moment. Should it be the same as before?
When he first woke up, when I applied medicine to him, and when I saw him eating, he always had that expression on his face, with a shallow vertical wrinkle on the muscle between his eyebrows, his nostrils twitching slightly, and the muscles around his lips tense.
He had seen different people frowning in front of him in the past, and the smell on their bodies mostly represented rotten disgust or fear. However, although Yan Hao frowned, the smell on his body was different.
That sour and astringent smell,
What does it represent?
Ever since moving to this city where the air is filled with salty sea breeze, I have been very busy, but whenever I have time, I will definitely be with Shengqing.
The man and the snake unknowingly ate many meals together and talked many things...
Shengqing remembered so many things again, and scenes of memories slowly unfolded before his eyes like vivid paintings.
He remembered his first time performing on stage, his first contact with humans, the many twists and turns he'd been through, the little animals in the last circus he'd gotten along with, and the whispers late at night...
The clearest thing is still related to Yan Hao...
I remember it was a week ago, the day when the last light red scar on Shengqing's scales disappeared. He no longer needed to soak in medicinal baths, and the amount of medicine he applied was reduced to just one bottle of nourishing essential oil.
The essential oil has a fresh woody cedar scent. Someone dropped a drop on his wrist. Shengqing smelled it and praised it for its fragrance.
But people told him seriously that the fragrance on his body was better than this.
Yeah?
Does he smell anything?
People skillfully melt the essential oil with some nourishing and moisturizing function with the warmth of their palms, and then apply it on the scales little by little.
Sheng Qing's attention was quickly diverted, and his gaze returned to his own snake tail. He had gained considerable weight since meeting Yan Hao. Under the light, each healthy scale reflected a beautiful iridescent hue.
When Yan Hao was applying the snake's tail, he lifted the tail and placed it on the person's arm with complete familiarity.
Snakes instinctively coil around others. Shengqing didn't even notice when his tail had wrapped around someone.
Before, people would straighten it again and again without getting tired of it, telling him to wait a little longer until the medicine formed a film. But now that the tail was healed, people didn't move. He stared at the tail wrapped around his waist, and gently brushed over each scale with his fingertips.
“It’s really beautiful.”
The man touched and praised Yan Hao, looking carefully at the monster with a human body and a snake tail, and there was not a trace of fear in his eyes.
Shengqing smelled the scent of spring from him again, and then without warning, he lowered his head and gently kissed him under his scales.
The person's lips were not hot, but warm. However, at that moment, Shengqing's tail still moved slightly due to inertia.
The man immediately seemed to wake up from a dream, and quickly realized the inappropriateness of his behavior. The first thing he said was an apology, and he said sorry several times.
What else did you say?
Um…
There was a light blue color under the man's eyes, and his eyelids were drooping. He didn't look directly into Shengqing's clear eyes. He asked Shengqing in a low voice if he thought he was a disgusting pervert?
He said he had a dream before, saying that Shengqing was such an unlucky little snake, how could he meet a pervert like him? He also mentioned a very unfamiliar term called heterosexual love.
Shengqing listened attentively.
As he spoke, he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "Maybe you don't even know what I'm talking about?"
Shengqing retorted, “I understand.”
Person: “What do you know?”
At the time, the little snake had no idea about the complex emotions of humans. He simply smelled the rich scent of spring on the human body and said bluntly, "I understand. So the human... breeding season... is in the summer. That's why you want... to mate... with me."
After completing the early childhood enlightenment course with the help of the reading machine, the little snake speaks very clearly and even adds emphasis to some of the more complex words.
"I smell..."
“…You, you…”
The man's expression was as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. He seemed to not understand how such words could come out of the mouth of the innocent little snake in his mind. He subconsciously asked who taught him these messed up things?
"But humans... don't seem to be able to give birth to snakes... and I haven't tried..."
His eyes were still so clear, so pure that one could see through them at a glance, and he said in an almost innocent tone, "Do you want to mate with me now?"
It sounded very incongruous, but his attitude and expression were so calm, as if it was a trivial matter no different from eating and drinking water.
The man's expression was difficult to describe at first, but after just a few breaths, he seemed to suddenly understand something and smiled softly.
"Wait a little longer."
He said this and tightened the cap of the essential oil bottle.
*
Shengqing still didn't wake up.
Yan Hao returned in time that day. When he arrived at Mingyue Bay, the doctor called by Butler Li was already waiting outside.
The reason why the doctor was not sent in to check directly was mainly because of what Yan Hao had specifically instructed before - no strangers should contact Sheng Qing.
After much deliberation, the housekeeper chose a more compromising approach. He asked the doctor to wait and then gave the decision of whether to let the doctor in to Mr. Yan.
"I understand. Let him go first."
Li Qichuang has worked in the villa for several years. He has always been efficient and quiet. No matter what he is asked to do, he will not ask the reason and will just do it seriously.
This time he agreed immediately, but after only two or three seconds, an abnormal hesitation appeared on his face.
Butler Li first looked in the direction of the independent courtyard, and then very tactfully reminded: "Doctor Cheng is not the kind of person who keeps his mouth shut..."
oh?
Yan Hao gave him two ambiguous looks.
Li Qichang had naturally thought about what he could think of. Before arriving at Mingyue Bay, he asked the system whether the fever-reducing injection would be useful.
The system's response at the time was:
[Fever-reducing injections are useless. The target currently needs high temperatures to promote bone growth. Fever-reducing injections will disrupt the internal balance, not only delaying the growth period, but also making the next surge even more intense. The target can only deal with this growth pain themselves...]
[He's also very vulnerable and insecure at this stage. There's a certain chance he'll experience stress if he smells something unfamiliar...]
【Can assist physical cooling】
Thinking that the housekeeper had good intentions, Yan Hao patiently explained, "I know, but he'll be fine. Just do as I say and prepare some ice cubes and fever-reducing patches..."
After saying that, he strode into the house.
At that time, Sheng Qing was still lying motionless on the bed in a deep sleep. Yan Hao felt the temperature of his forehead, neck and palms, and carefully applied cooling bags one by one.
Because I remembered that the unlocked information said that Shengqing during this period was not completely in a coma, and still maintained a certain perception of the outside world.
He greeted Shengqing as he did in the past, telling him about what happened outside, what he had eaten today, who he had met, and other trivial matters.
This conversation continued until the sky outside was gradually eroded by the thick night, and Yan Hao's throat began to feel a stinging pain.
At night, Shengqing's body temperature, which had recently calmed down, began to fluctuate again.
The quilt that originally covered Shengqing had been removed by Yan Hao a long time ago, but fine beads of sweat were still seeping out from each tiny snake scale, printing a lifelike dark "snake tail" on the light-colored bed sheet.
It is not good to be dehydrated for a short period of time, and water needs to be replenished in time. Yan Hao immediately and skillfully found the medical kit he had used before from the bedside table.
Everything seemed to go back to the night when Shengqing was picked up from the trash can. At that time, Shengqing was also running a high fever, and Yan Hao was sitting by the bed without moving.
Around 3:00 AM, his body temperature reached its highest point, a staggering figure. His skin flushed red, and the temperature so high that wisps of white steam rose.
The remaining transparent scales on both sides of the cheeks are also blending into the skin at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The pain was most noticeable on the skin of Shengqing's fingers, which seemed to be stretched straight from the inside by some invisible force.
This phenomenon is not limited to fingers, but muscles throughout the body have a similar reaction.
Light red lines like the veins of leaves appeared on Shengqing's snow-white skin, and his joints were twitching slightly.
In less than an hour, the finger alone had grown one centimeter.
The system explained that this was the growth of Shengqing's bones throughout his body, but the frequency was too low to be heard by humans.
【Can you let me hear it? 】
【……】
Following Yan Hao's firm tone, the system remained silent for a few seconds, then said "thirty seconds" in an emotionless mechanical voice.
There was a buzzing sound in Yan Hao's ears, and the silence was no longer there. He heard various sounds in the air, among which a clear crackling sound came from Sheng Qing's body.
A constant, repetitive sound echoed across my skin, drilling into my eardrums. Was this the sound of bones rubbing against each other as they grew?
He must be in pain.
must.
Just by listening to such sounds, Yan Hao's limbs and joints began to tremble and ache constantly, not to mention Sheng Qing who was experiencing it firsthand.
How painful it must be for him.
Whenever he thought of the stupid little snake suffering such pain, Yan Hao's muscles suddenly began to feel a very realistic phantom pain.
It was as if millions of invisible steel needles were piercing his skin, causing sharp and intense pain all over his body, and the hairs on his body stood up instantly.
And he just stood there.
After several attempts without a response, the system detected a surge in hormones in Yan Hao's body, and thinking something was wrong, it immediately cut off the connection before 30 seconds had passed.
But the strange thing is that even though he could no longer hear the crackling sound, Yan Hao could still feel the pain.
Infinite pulling...pain.
Yan Hao's expression was calm. He continued to move his fingers, then began to carefully massage the twitching joints of the boy on the bed. From time to time, he manually fed some warm water to moisten the boy's dry lips, replaced the cooling patch on his body, and then talked to him.
He talked about the weather and the flowers outside, and then about how he had a strange feeling when he first met Shengqing. He said that when he was a teenager, he found that he didn't like the opposite sex and once thought he was gay. Later, he tried to get along with others, but still felt nothing, until he met him that day...
If in the first few days, Yan Hao could still say that he felt sorry for the little monster and wanted to do a good deed, then as they spent days and nights together, he gradually began to discover his own distorted emotions.
How could someone dislike their own kind and instead be attracted to someone different, even developing a strong liking and desire for them? It's just too horrifying to even think about it.
Yan Hao himself had tried to suppress it, but he found it was of no use.
No matter where I am or what I am doing, I always can't help but think of those eyes.
When he first rescued him, he had thought in his mind that after his injuries were completely healed, he would release him back into the mountains. Perhaps that would be his best destination. But now, just thinking about it made Yan Hao feel short of breath.
He started to become selfish.
He hoped that his little snake could wait for him at "their home" and that they could eat together in their spare time. Sometimes he would stare blankly at the little snake's cheeks bulging, and he could watch for a long time.
Even when I'm busy, I can still check on his daily activities through the surveillance camera, chatting with the birds in the yard, hiding in the distance to peek at the cow cat, and babbling along with the reading machine to recite nursery rhymes...
These tiny moments made him feel… happy. Yes, happy.
"Once this busy period is over, I will have more time to accompany you..."
The lights were on all night long.
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