Chapter 44 Imperial Sword
It was already very late at night, and the friends in the camping club returned to their tents to rest. It gradually became quiet outside the tents, and not even a sound of talking could be heard.
Lu Qingmian knelt above Jiang Jinyue, and the hand that held Jiang Jinyue's slender neck did not exert any force, but Jiang Jinyue could feel that Lu Qingmian's hand was trembling.
It was like she wanted to pinch him hard but was trying hard to restrain herself. Even Lu Qingmian's breathing became heavier.
Jiang Jinyue felt very aggrieved, his head was full of words like "19cm", "life and death", "blood splattered and fell to the ground and died", and he couldn't suppress them at all.
He has a rich imagination, and the words Chen Keai said turned into pictures in his mind.
The weight on him suddenly disappeared, and Lu Qingmian sat back to the side, his long legs looking a little cramped in the small tent.
Lu Qingmian's dark and depressing gaze began to scan Jiang Jinyue's body, looking from head to toe, and then from toe to head, like a starving large wild animal observing its prey, thinking about where to make the best bite.
Jiang Jinyue felt very nervous when being stared at, and her body was filled with a complex feeling between tension, numbness and fear.
He curled up his hands and feet, turned around quietly, looked at the tent cloth again, and turned his back to Lu Qingmian.
But Lu Qingmian's gaze was too intense, and Jiang Jinyue's back felt as if it was being brushed by countless breezes blowing from all directions. She couldn't ignore this gaze at all.
The tent was very silent, and a strange atmosphere flowed ambiguously in the small tent.
Lu Qingmian's anger strangely calmed down after reaching its peak, and his black eyes, which were brightened by anger, gradually returned to normal.
He stood up swiftly and sat next to Jiang Jinyue's curled up figure, his body pressed tightly against Jiang Jinyue's back.
Jiang Jinyue's shoulders trembled, and he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Lu Qingmian didn't rush to speak. He stretched out his slender fingers and pinched Jiang Jinyue's earlobe like playing with a toy, and then stroked Jiang Jinyue's curly eyelashes a few times.
Jiang Jinyue's breathing was disordered and his chest was heaving violently. Apart from his eyes being closed, he didn't look like he was sleeping at all. His disguise was full of loopholes.
He was wearing a pullover sweatshirt made of a somewhat thick fabric, with a large hood that looked particularly soft. In order to make it easier to sleep, he took off his outer pants and was only wearing a pair of shorts. His pair of beautiful white legs were curled up in front of him, and his round and cute toes were nervously curled up.
Her earlobes were burned from being played with, and her eyelashes were itchy. Jiang Jinyue's cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there were even small beads of sweat on the corners of her forehead and the tip of her nose. She looked extremely nervous.
Lu Qingmian saw the changes in Jiang Jinyue's body, and he finally mercifully let go, sparing Jiang Jinyue's earlobes and eyelashes.
The touch moved away, Jiang Jinyue opened her mouth slightly, and was about to secretly exhale when Lu Qingmian spoke.
"Jiang Jinyue, you don't seem to have PTSD caused by my touch recently, right?" He asked very casually, like a casual chat between good friends.
Jiang Jinyue closed his mouth and tried to continue pretending to be asleep.
Lu Qingmian chuckled: "Not talking? Pretending to sleep or really asleep?"
Jiang Jinyue crossed his legs, hooked his toes together, and still didn't speak.
Lu Qingmian gently placed his hand on Jiang Jinyue's shoulder, "If you really fall asleep, I'll fuck you right now."
"No!" Jiang Jinyue spoke immediately, his eyes still tightly closed, his eyelashes trembling wildly.
Except when being touched by other people, Jiang Jinyue acted completely like a normal person without PTSD when facing Lu Qingmian.
"Really?" Lu Qingmian asked back, seemingly not believing it, but if he didn't believe it, he wouldn't have asked this in the first place.
"Really!" Jiang Jinyue learned his lesson this time and answered quickly.
"Oh, then I'll try." Lu Qingmian said lightly.
What to try? How to try?
Before Jiang Jinyue could think of an answer, Lu Qingmian suddenly pulled up the hood of Jiang Jinyue's sweatshirt and put it back on Jiang Jinyue's head.
The hat was too big and blocked the camping light placed on the other side. Jiang Jinyue secretly opened his eyes and the light in the small space in front of him became much darker.
What is Lu Qingmian going to do?
Jiang Jinyue resisted the urge to look back, and twisted his fingers nervously together.
Suddenly, a chill came from my waist.
The weather in H City is very cold in October, and the temperature is even lower at night, especially since the camping area is in the mountains. Even if they stay in the tent, they will catch a cold if they don't keep warm at night.
The cold air penetrated Jiang Jinyue's waist more and more, and Lu Qingmian actually lifted up the hem of his clothes!
The warm fingertips reached in along the hem of the clothes, and seemed to draw a straight line upwards along the slender line of the spine. The skin under the fingertips trembled and was so soft that it seemed as if there were no bones.
"Are there any illusions now?" Lu Qingmian's voice sounded from above Jiang Jinyue.
Jiang Jinyue shook his hat-covered head slightly, and a few strands of soft hair popped out from the brim of his hat, making him look soft.
Lu Qingmian lowered his body and watched Jiang Jinyue's reaction. His fingers gradually changed position, slowly sliding down along the spine, around to the front, and touching Jiang Jinyue's fleshy belly.
Jiang Jinyue had just finished her meal, and her belly was bulging. Lu Qingmian gently pinched a handful of the soft flesh and raised an eyebrow in surprise: "You've gained weight."
Unexpectedly, after just consuming essence for a few days, Jiang Jinyue's belly actually became a little fatter.
Jiang Jinyue put his hand on Lu Qingmian's wrist and subconsciously retorted: "No!"
Lu Qingmian curled his lips: "You were too thin before, it's good to be a little fatter."
Jiang Jinyue wanted to speak again, but Lu Qingmian asked the same question as before: "Did you have any hallucinations?"
"No..." Jiang Jinyue answered in a low voice.
Lu Qingmian let go of Jiang Jinyue's belly and suddenly lay down behind Jiang Jinyue, his arm still on Jiang Jinyue's waist.
"Do you remember what I said?" Lu Qingmian suddenly asked.
Jiang Jinyue was bewildered: "What?"
He gradually relaxed his guard.
Lu Qingmian arched his body and used his long arms and legs to hold Jiang Jinyue, pressing her so hard that she couldn't move.
"I said...when you get better, I'll fuck you."
Jiang Jinyue was shocked. Lu Qingmian had indeed said this in the grove before, but he had forgotten about it because his mind was full of 19cm!
No wonder Lu Qingmian wanted to test him!
Jiang Jinyue grabbed Lu Qingmian's hand and carefully stuffed it into his clothes so that Lu Qingmian's hand could touch his warm belly.
"Try again! I still have visions! The one just now doesn't count!"
Jiang Jinyue was too anxious and pressed very hard. Lu Qingmian's hand was forced to stick tightly to Jiang Jinyue's belly. His fingertips moved slightly, tickling Jiang Jinyue a little.
He loosened his grip a little, but still held Lu Qingmian's hand. Although he didn't turn around, his voice was very serious: "Lu Qingmian, touch me again. I might have been a little sleepy just now. If you touch me again now, I will definitely have hallucinations!"
A few months ago, hallucinations were still very painful and terrifying for Jiang Jinyue, but now he is not so scared anymore.
He had already fully understood that those were just illusions, things of the past, and they were all fake.
The world with Lu Qingmian is the real one.
Lu Qingmian's calm black eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes became darker and darker, and the anger seemed to be suppressed by force.
Jiang Jinyue not only said that she disliked him for being too young, but was even afraid that his skills were poor and had been avoiding him, even going so far as to let him touch her and induce the illusion of PTSD.
Lu Qingmian clenched his teeth tightly and forced a smile onto his lips.
If Jiang Jinyue turned around, she would definitely be scared away by Lu Qingmian's dangerous smile.
But he didn't look back.
He still held Lu Qingmian's hand, urging Lu Qingmian to touch him again.
Lu Qingmian's fingertips slowly stretched out, his five fingers spread out, and his big hands almost covered Jiang Jinyue's entire belly.
Without waiting for Lu Qingmian to ask, Jiang Jinyue immediately said, "Lu Qingmian, I'm hallucinating!"
"Really?" Lu Qingmian responded, her long eyelashes drooping, covering the storm churning in her eyes.
His hand slowly moved upwards, delicately tracing the smooth, soft skin.
Jiang Jinyue was still immersed in the joy of escaping a disaster when he suddenly felt an itch in front of his body, followed by a pain.
He immediately pressed Lu Qingmian's hand through his sweatshirt, his red eyes wide open, full of panic.
Lu Qingmian pinched him there!!!
"Lu Qingmian..." Jiang Jinyue's voice immediately became disordered, and her tone was trembling, "How could you, how could you..."
"What can I do?" Lu Qingmian asked knowingly, his hand being held by Jiang Jinyue through his clothes without him moving.
Jiang Jinyue took a deep breath: "How could you...! Let go! Let go now!"
Lu Qingmian asked, "Did any hallucinations appear?"
Jiang Jinyue instantly became quiet, and even loosened his hand that was pressing on Lu Qingmian.
He tugged at the bulge in his shirt and lied in a trembling voice, "Yes, yes..."
Being pinched here is better than being killed by 19cm!
Lu Qingmian's complexion became worse and worse.
He applied a little more pressure with his fingertips and asked again. Jiang Jinyue hummed and hesitated for a long time before giving the same answer.
Lu Qingmian tried harder, but Jiang Jinyue still said that he was hallucinating, but his voice had a hint of tears, and it was obvious that he had been bullied badly.
"I just had visions! Extremely scary visions!"
Jiang Jinyue was stubborn on the outside, but was quibbling in his heart. It was not an illusion when he was kidnapped, but an imagined scene of being killed by 19cm.
Lu Qingmian let go of her hand and helped Jiang Jinyue tidy up her clothes after leaving.
He really wanted to execute Jiang Jinyue on the spot to prove that he was neither weak nor insignificant, but it was obvious that Jiang Jinyue didn't want to.
Jiang Jinyue felt that he was not capable enough and didn't even give him a chance to prove himself.
How can he clear his name if he can't actually do it?
For the first time in all these years, Lu Qingmian was troubled by how to clear his name, or to clear his boyfriend's prejudice against him in that aspect.
Lu Qingmian lowered his eyes and looked at the back of Jiang Jinyue's head, which was covered by the hood of his sweatshirt, for a long time. Finally, he said coldly, "You better not lie to me."
Jiang Jinyue was quietly pulling at his clothes so that they wouldn't touch his skin. His thing had become swollen and hot, and it was extremely irritating when it touched the fabric of his clothes.
Lu Qingmian's words were more like: "I know you are lying to me, I will let you go for tonight."
Jiang Jinyue automatically translated it in his mind and heard Lu Qingmian turn over and move much further away from him.
The tent was completely quiet, and Lu Qingmian seemed to have fallen asleep.
Jiang Jinyue waited for a while before turning around, quietly leaning over, burying her cheek in Lu Qingmian's back, and quietly putting her arm on top of him. Only then did she close her eyes with peace of mind.
He has become accustomed to the smell of Lu Qingmian, and can only sleep peacefully next to Lu Qingmian.
On the other side, Lu Qingmian kept his eyes open and sighed silently after Jiang Jinyue came close to him.
Jiang Jinyue slept exceptionally comfortably. He slept soundly and dreamlessly in the first half of the night, but became restless in the second half.
His hands and feet kicked from time to time, his eyeballs rolled back and forth under his eyelids, and his snow-white eyelashes trembled like falling snow, as if he was having a nightmare.
Lu Qingmian had already turned around by this time, and he woke up when Jiang Jinyue started kicking his legs in his dream.
There was a low-power camping lamp left on in the tent. In the dim light, Lu Qingmian saw that Jiang Jinyue was sweating profusely, his hair was sticking to his cheeks, and even the ends of his hair on his neck were wet with sweat.
He thought Jiang Jinyue was having a nightmare and was about to wake him up when he heard Jiang Jinyue talking in his sleep.
"Lu Qingmian..."
Jiang Jinyue called his name in his sleep, and this was obviously not a nightmare.
What kind of dream could cause Jiang Jinyue to react so strongly? Even break out in a sweat?
As Lu Qingmian approached Jiang Jinyue, a guess unconsciously emerged in his mind, and his heart beat faster.
Jiang Jinyue then called Lu Qingmian's name a few more times, and the anger that Lu Qingmian had suppressed all night suddenly dissipated.
He propped up his head with his arms and began to admire Jiang Jinyue's sleeping face.
Jiang Jinyue was sweating more and more, and the curve of Lu Qingmian's lips was getting bigger and bigger.
"Oh, it was quite intense in the dream."
Jiang Jinyue's dream lasted for a long time. When the sky was slightly bright, he fell into a peaceful sleep again.
The third day was free time. Cen Yingjie did not arrange any activities for everyone. He felt that free time was also a very important part of camping. Everyone could do whatever they wanted and have more time for themselves.
So most people slept in their tents today.
No one woke him up, and Jiang Jinyue slept until almost 10 o'clock.
When he slowly opened his eyes, he saw Lu Qingmian looking at him.
Lu Qingmian seemed to have been awake for a long time and was in a good mood. When he saw Jiang Jinyue open her eyes, he gently hooked the messy hair on Jiang Jinyue's cheek behind her ear with his fingertips and asked softly, "Are you dreaming?"
Jiang Jinyue's mind gradually cleared up. Thinking of the dream he had at night, his face turned pale. "How did you know?"
Lu Qingmian was mysterious: "I also know that you have me in your dreams."
Jiang Jinyue's face turned even paler.
Lu Qingmian moved closer, put his thin lips on Jiang Jinyue's ear, and said in a very ambiguous way: "What did you dream about? Tell me. Don't be shy."
Jiang Jinyue had a complicated expression, "Do you really want to listen?"
Lu Qingmian curled his lips and smiled: "Of course."
Jiang Jinyue lay there, recalling the dream with a rather sad look on his face: "In the dream, you were chasing me with a huge imperial sword."
The three words "super big" were emphasized.
Jiang Jinyue turned his head to look at Lu Qingmian, his eyes filled with resentment: "You said you were going to capture me and hang me up like a string, but no matter how much I begged, you wouldn't let me go, so I had no choice but to run."
"I ran for a long, long time, and you kept chasing me with your huge imperial sword."
"Finally, I had nowhere to run, like I fell off a cliff, and that's when you stopped chasing me."
After Jiang Jinyue finished recounting his dream, he patted his chest, looking frightened to death, and sighed, "Fortunately, it was just a dream..."
After he sighed, he suddenly realized that Lu Qingmian seemed to have not spoken for a long time.
Jiang Jinyue turned around and met Lu Qingmian's expressionless face.
The smile on Lu Qingmian's lips disappeared at some point, and her eyes were dark as she stared at him quietly.
"Are you done?" Lu Qingmian spoke only after seeing Jiang Jinyue looking at him.
Jiang Jinyue nodded cautiously: "I'm done."
"Oh." Lu Qingmian stood up, put on his coat and prepared to go out.
After unzipping the tent, Lu Qingmian paused and suddenly turned his head.
Against the backlight, Jiang Jinyue couldn't see Lu Qingmian's expression. He only heard Lu Qingmian ask, "Am I so small that you're scared?"
"Ah?" Jiang Jinyue didn't understand.
Lu Qingmian asked again: "How big do you think is enough?"
Jiang Jinyue still didn't understand: "How big do you mean?"
Then he heard Lu Qingmian taking deep breaths, as if he was suppressing something.
"Jiang Jinyue, when are you going to confirm our relationship?"
In fact, Jiang Jinyue had already made up his mind and told Chen Keai about it.
But when looking at Lu Qingmian, another number popped up in Jiang Jinyue's mind.
19cm.
"Hmm..." He hesitated for a moment because of the number, but after the initial fear passed, Jiang Jinyue had calmed down a lot. He felt that the problem of the size disharmony could be discussed slowly later. He was about to agree, but Lu Qingmian spoke first.
"I see."
Jiang Jinyue was confused. What did Lu Qingmian know?
Lu Qingmian turned around and looked at Jiang Jinyue very seriously, "I will prove it to you."
It proves that he is not weak, nor is he small, he is very capable!
Lu Qingmian then left the tent, leaving Jiang Jinyue with a bewildered look on her face.
What does Lu Qingmian want to prove?
Chen Keai slept even more deeply than Jiang Jinyue. He was woken up by Jiang Jinyue at around 11 o'clock.
Jiang Jinyue crawled into Chen Keai's small tent, carefully zipped up the tent door, moved closer to Chen Keai, handed her the drink he brought, and then whispered to Chen Keai in a low voice.
"Cute, I asked."
Chen Keai unscrewed the cap of the drink and took a few sips to moisten her throat.
"What did you ask?"
The weather in H City is very dry, and it becomes cold and dry in winter. His throat was almost cracked after sleeping for a night.
Jiang Jinyue's face was a little confused. "That's it. He's the size you said would kill someone! Is there any way to avoid doing these things? Is this necessary for a relationship?"
"Puff--" All the drink in Chen Keai's mouth sprayed out. Fortunately, he knew to make an emergency turn and faced the other side without spraying Jiang Jinyue.
Jiang Jinyue blinked, "Cute? What's wrong with you?"
Chen Keai wiped her mouth, a look of disbelief on her face: "What did you say? Lu Qingmian is a size that can kill people? How big is it?"
Jiang Jinyue was too embarrassed to give the exact number, so he just said, "It's just a little bit bigger than the size you said would kill someone."
Chen Keai looked dazed, and suddenly thought of the adjectives often used in Huang Huang's novels.
The size of a child's arm.
How is this possible! Is Lu Qingmian so exaggerated?
Then Chen Keai discovered that something was wrong with Jiang Jinyue, and Jiang Jinyue seemed extremely scared.
Chen Keai thought hard, was he too extreme before? Look how scared his little Yueyue was!
“It’s not certain that someone will die…”
Chen Keai looked at the drink bottle in her hand and racked her brains to think of how to comfort Jiang Jinyue.
This bottle of drink is 500 ml, which is ridiculously large when measured by the size standards of certain objects.
"For example, this bottle of drink... a normal person wouldn't be bigger than this bottle of drink, right? Don't be afraid, just get used to it. The key is still Lu Qingmian's skills..."
Jiang Jinyue stared at the drink bottle in Chen Keai's hand. "How long is this bottle of drink?"
Chen Keai was stumped by the question, he didn't know either!
Jiang Jinyue thought about it, took out his cell phone, opened the picture of the ruler with graduations only to 8cm and handed it over.
"Measure?"
Chen Keai looked at the picture and was unusually silent. His thoughts suddenly changed. Could it be that Jiang Jinyue was measuring this amount while lying on Lu Qingmian?
Then Chen Keai shook her head vigorously, shook off the fantasy, and began to measure the length of the beverage bottle in her hand.
Place the phone close to the bottle, align the bottom of the bottle with the bottom of the ruler, press your finger at the 8cm position, move the phone up a bit, and then move it again.
"This bottle... is 20cm long." Chen Keai confirmed the scale on it.
Jiang Jinyue widened his eyes slightly, staring at the drink bottle in Chen Keai's hand, stunned on the spot.
Just hearing the number 19cm, Jiang Jinyue didn't have any specific feeling, but looking at the 20cm beverage bottle, Jiang Jinyue was really scared to death this time.
19cm is only 1cm less than 20cm. Jiang Jinyue measured the height of 1cm on the bottle and murmured, "1cm is only this little..."
Chen Keai didn't understand what Jiang Jinyue was gesturing, and was about to ask when Jiang Jinyue solemnly grabbed her hand.
Jiang Jinyue asked in a very serious tone:
"Cute, you don't have to do that kind of thing when you're in love, right?"
Because Jiang Jinyue's tone was too serious, Chen Keai racked his brains and came up with a word: Plato.
He didn't quite understand it, so he half-understood and half-made up a story: "There is a way of love that advocates spiritual love. I heard that there are quite a few people who support it, and they are living very happily..."
Chen Keai kept talking, and Jiang Jinyue listened carefully. The more he listened, the brighter his eyes became, and his expression gradually relaxed. But he did not forget to push Chen Keai's hand holding the drink bottle away a little.
"So that's how it is, I understand!"
Chen Keai frowned, then realized belatedly: "Do you want to have a purely spiritual relationship with Lu Qingmian?"
Jiang Jinyue was a little nervous when asked: "Is it not possible?"
Chen Keai immediately shook his head, thinking that he was Jiang Jinyue's friend, and he would stand on Jiang Jinyue's side for no reason. So he straightened his back and said:
"Of course you can! Just ask Lu Qingmian! If Lu Qingmian really likes you, he will definitely agree! If he doesn't agree, it means his love for you is fake!"
Jiang Jinyue nodded and left Chen Keai's tent with a smile on his face.
Chen Keai looked at the tent door and took a few more sips of her drink. She felt a little panicked. Could it be that he meant well but ended up doing something bad?
Lu Qingmian was sitting at the table under the activity tent playing with his mobile phone, but he was not playing games, but searching the web.
He had such a cold aura that the camping club members subconsciously stayed away from him.
Lu Qingmian held the thin silver-white mobile phone and poked the screen hard, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy.
After searching for one question, he clicked on the search box and started searching for another one, only to see a list of previously searched questions listed below the search box.
"Is 19cm too small?"
"How do I prove to my boyfriend that I'm big?"
"How do I increase the length of xx?"
Lu Qingmian still thought that Jiang Jinyue despised him for being so young. He wanted to prove it to Jiang Jinyue, but he couldn't do it directly. He also didn't want Jiang Jinyue to look at other people's dirty things in those movies to compare with his, so he planned to give Jiang Jinyue a physical health lesson in a scientific, sophisticated and serious way.
While he was browsing the physical health knowledge, Jiang Jinyue ran over with brisk steps.
Putting down the big black umbrella, Jiang Jinyue didn't notice Lu Qingmian's low mood at all. He pulled a stool and sat next to Lu Qingmian. Seeing that there was no one around, he leaned close to Lu Qingmian's ear and whispered:
"Lu Qingmian, you are my boyfriend now."
Lu Qingmian flicked off the screen of his phone, placed it on the table, and looked up at Jiang Jinyue: "Are you serious?"
So can he skip the mental health class and prove himself directly through practical actions?
"Yeah!" Jiang Jinyue pursed his lips and wanted to tell Lu Qingmian that he liked her, but he felt that such words should be said in more important occasions and should never be said so casually, so he wanted to bring up the matter of spiritual love first.
"But you have to promise me one thing." Jiang Jinyue moved closer and hooked one of Lu Qingmian's fingers mysteriously.
Lu Qingmian grabbed Jiang Jinyue's hand with his backhand, feeling like a small claw was scratching his heart. The status of his official boyfriend made him feel a little flattered. He was in an especially good mood and replied generously, "Okay, what do you want to promise me?"
Jiang Jinyue raised the corners of her mouth, feeling particularly happy because Lu Qingmian agreed so readily.
"We're talking about spiritual love! Not that kind of love! I think it's called... Plato!"
The string in Lu Qingmian's head that was getting more and more tense finally broke.
His head buzzed, and the next question he wanted to search for strangely emerged:
My boyfriend thinks I am weak and small and wants to be platonic with me. What should I do?
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