Chapter 29 Sentinel Direction | Gazing into the Abyss 6: Deep Drainage
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the downtown penthouse, the city lights shimmer and glow.
Yuezhi had no interest in appreciating the food. She sat alone at the large dining table, mechanically putting food into her mouth, finding it tasteless.
Her personal terminal screen was lit up, displaying two documents side by side.
On the left is the final confirmation letter from the Genebank, the cold words declaring that she and Pei Heng "have no biological blood relationship".
On the right is a work scheduling notice forwarded to her by staff inside the tower.
The attachment clearly lists Pei Heng [codename 001]'s numerous applications over the past three years, insisting that she become his personal guide.
Each application was rejected, with valid and official reasons: no approval due to immediate family relationship, risk due to mismatched guide levels, and the medication management plan was still sustainable…
However, all the grounds for rejection lost their validity after the explosion this morning.
This latest transfer notice is carefully worded, with only one core mission: to immediately serve as the personal guide for Sentinel 001, Pei Heng, and to spare no effort to stabilize and improve his condition as soon as possible.
"At all costs..." Yuezhi repeated these words in a low voice, her fingertips feeling a little cold.
She knew what "improved condition" meant.
Pei Heng was currently in a deep sleep due to the morning's rejection explosion and excessive self-healing, lying weakly in his room, with the pollution level still hovering at the dangerous edge of 80%.
To truly get him out of danger, the pollution level needs to be reduced to below 30%.
This means that the previous superficial, initial mucosal drainage methods are far from sufficient.
A truly effective and in-depth connection and guidance... she dared not imagine what kind of intimacy that would mean.
The tower manages all the sentinels and guides, and it operates efficiently to handle instance disasters promptly. It doesn't care whether she can accept the idea of the siblings becoming partners, and it doesn't even give her time to adjust.
Perhaps, the younger brother who actually survived the fire eleven years ago is no longer alive.
The "Pei Heng" before her eyes, the awakened child with eerie black slime and flames, used his abilities, like mistletoe, to silently replace her brother in her memories, blurring and altering her related memories, and naturally becoming her "brother".
This guess sent chills down her spine.
But……
Yuezhi put down her tableware and turned her gaze to the closed door of Pei Heng's bedroom.
People are complex. Even if he wasn't her biological brother, the emotions contained in all those eleven years of relying on each other, the warmth they shared under the ruins of the orphanage, the days and nights they spent studying and encouraging each other at the White Tower, and the little things they did together in the tower as adults, supporting each other... all these memories are real.
The first time he lost control, it was she who used her meager spiritual power to pull him back from the brink of rage; every time he returned from a dangerous mission, even if he was covered in wounds, he would give her a reassuring, slightly roguish smile...
Eleven years.
More than four thousand days and nights of companionship and reliance.
The name "Pei Heng," whatever truth it may conceal, is a profound and indelible part of her life.
She couldn't bear to watch him explode in the contamination again, even with his terrifying regenerative abilities, the pain wouldn't lessen in the slightest.
“A personal guide…” she murmured to herself.
She had no room to avoid it; she had to confront the twisted and dangerous relationship between them, and she also had to face the unknown existence hidden beneath the identity of her "younger brother."
She took a deep breath and made a decision.
Without further hesitation, he finished the remaining food on his plate, then got up and went into the bathroom.
The warm water washed over my body, cleansing away the confusion in my heart.
She changed into clean home clothes, walked silently to Pei Heng's bedroom door, placed her hand on the doorknob, paused for a few seconds, and finally gently turned the handle and pushed the door open to go inside.
Only a dim wall lamp was on in the room, and the smell of cedar mixed with gunpowder was even stronger than outside.
Pei Heng lay quietly on the bed, his breathing steady and deep, in a state of deep sleep.
His face was pale, and his brow was slightly furrowed, as if even in his sleep he was fighting against the pain and chaos within his body.
Yuezhi walked to the bedside and quietly looked at his sleeping face. Without his usual aggression and sense of danger, he seemed somewhat vulnerable at this moment.
She knew that taking this step would make many things different.
But she had no other choice.
She gently sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and slowly covered his furrowed brow, trying to send out a wisp of gentle spiritual energy to soothe his restless mental state.
"I will make you better," she whispered, unsure whether she was making a promise to him or resolving to herself.
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Pei Heng's sleep was usually a deathly darkness.
After becoming an S-class Sentinel, his overly powerful senses robbed him of the right to dream. The whole world was just a noisy mess to him, and his desires burned nakedly even when he was awake.
At this moment, in his deep sleep, a familiar, gentle yet firm spiritual force, like the only light in the darkness, guided his chaotic consciousness, allowing him to catch his breath from his swamp-like exhaustion.
He slowly opened his eyes, his vision initially blurry, but then focused.
Yuezhi was kneeling beside him, her cheeks flushed an unnatural red, her breathing was rapid, her lips were moist, and there was still a trace of undried moisture at the corner of her mouth.
She had clearly just finished an initial session of counseling on his mental landscape.
Meeting his clear gaze, Yuezhi shrank back like a startled rabbit, frantically pulling the blanket next to her over him, her movements so fast they were almost swift.
"You're awake? How are you feeling?" Her voice was a little unsteady, her eyes darting away, avoiding his gaze. She wiped her mouth as she abruptly changed the subject.
“I have received the letter from the gene bank and the official dispatch notice from the tower. Now I am your personal guide. It is my job to help you stabilize your condition. It will be good for everyone if you get better soon.”
She defined the matter as being handled strictly by official procedures.
Pei Heng didn't miss her blushing ears and sparkling eyes. He supported his still weak body and slowly sat up. The thin blanket slipped down to his waist, revealing his smooth upper body. His newly healed skin had an unusual paleness.
He narrowed his eyes, his gaze falling on her moist lips, and silently swallowed.
"Sister," he spoke, his voice low, husky, and languid, "Do you like me?"
Yuezhi's face flushed red, and her neck turned pink.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" she retorted almost immediately, her voice rising with embarrassment and anger at having her secret exposed. "Your pollution level is too high; you're out of your mind!"
She instinctively tried to move back, but he suddenly reached out and grabbed her ankle. His hot palm pressed against her cool skin, making her tremble.
"I am perfectly sober."
Pei Heng leaned forward, closing the distance between them, and the scent of cedar mixed with gunpowder emanating from him enveloped her even more intensely.
My palms moved upwards from her ankles, my fingers like tiny flames, gliding along the curves of her calves.
"Whether it's guiding me or being my personal guide, it's all to keep you by my side. I want to be with you, forever."
With an irresistible force, his fingertips easily shattered her feeble struggles and pulled her back to the center of the bed.
Seeing her pupils suddenly contract, Pei Heng poured out his heart, word by word, his words filled with an almost cruel honesty.
“Before, it was because of our ‘sibling’ relationship that you stayed by my side. Now that this relationship has become an obstacle between us…” Dark desire and a sense of certainty churned in his eyes.
"Then I won't be your younger brother."
He reached out and easily grabbed her wrist as she tried to back away, forcefully locking his palm in hers and interlocking his fingers with hers.
"I want to be your personal sentinel."
He approached her, pinning her down on the soft bed. His tall figure covered her, his hot breath spraying against her ear, domineeringly revealing his ambition.
"Be your man."
Yuezhi was shocked: "You! Did you tamper with that genetic testing report?!"
A sense of panic and uncertainty almost escaped his lips.
Pei Heng chuckled softly, his chest vibrating against her body, creating a heart-fluttering resonance.
He didn't answer directly, but responded with delicate kisses, spreading from her sensitive neck to her collarbone, the warm, wet touch sending waves of uncontrollable trembling through her.
His palm caressed the delicate skin of her waist, and each stroke of his slightly calloused fingertips sent shivers down her spine and made her breathing increasingly erratic.
"Are you really my brother?!" She turned her head away, unwilling to give up, and asked again, her voice trembling.
His kiss paused, his lips still pressed against her skin, and he responded vaguely, "Yes, and no."
Before he finished speaking, he took the shoulder strap of her nightgown into his mouth and gently pulled it down, revealing more of her fair skin.
Yuezhi's hands, which had been pushing him away, gradually lost their strength under his advances. Amidst her anger, there was also a sense of powerlessness, as if she were being manipulated: "Then are you Pei Heng...?"
Yes and no.
The answer was still ambiguous, and his warm, moist tongue licked the rapidly beating pulse on her neck.
Yuezhi couldn't help but sob, and the last line of defense crumbled.
He looked up, propped himself up, and looked down at her.
This time, Yuezhi clearly saw the dark vortex in his eyes, a vortex that seemed capable of swallowing everything.
There was no longer any deliberate dependence or pretense maintained in daily life, only the most primal and naked possessiveness.
Deep within her damp eyes, her disheveled clothes, red eyes, and helpless, panicked appearance were clearly reflected, like a bird with broken wings trapped in an exquisite cage.
She felt a chill run down her spine, and her courage to question vanished under that gaze, leaving only fear and a secret, shameful flutter in her heart.
Seeing her silent and trembling, with tears welling in her eyes, Pei Heng's lips curved into a gentle smile.
He gave her no more chance to escape, lowered his head, and sealed her with a kiss.
Savor her lips, pry open her teeth, entwine with her tongue, turn bitterness into sweetness, and swallow all her faint sobs of protest.
The palms ignited clusters of flames on her body, making her dizzy.
In a daze, Yuezhi heard his deep, hoarse voice in her ear, with an inhuman indifference: "In my eyes, everything is in flux and can change at any time... The 'certainty' that humans pursue is meaningless to me."
As their mental images merged, the overwhelming, yet corrosive discomfort made her clench her fingertips, leaving marks on his back with her nails.
"If you absolutely need a definite answer..."
He breathed heavily, biting her earlobe. "The only thing I'm sure of is that I will never let you leave."
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