Chapter 164: Nine tails domineeringly wrapped around the wings of beautiful butterflies...
When Nan Qi woke up, it was already night.
They are now traveling in space. Space is vast and boundless. Not every star field has white dwarfs that can continuously emit light and heat, so naturally there is no regular day and night.
When Nan Qi woke up, the small bedroom was pitch black. The Bai he'd held in his arms before falling asleep was gone, even the last vestiges of warmth had vanished without a trace.
In the dark room, it was so quiet that even breathing could not be heard.
Nan Qi lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, as if he had forgotten where he was for a moment. The feeling of loneliness mixed with the thick darkness wrapped him tightly, as if trying to drown him in the darkness.
Creak——
The sound of the door hinge opening, accompanied by a warm orange light, dispelled the darkness in the room, and a tall, thin figure walked towards him against the light.
Nan Qi just looked at the figure covered in holy light quietly, without saying a word. His eyes, like a pool of stagnant water, began to ripple slowly, and one arm slowly raised.
"Are you up?" Bai, shrouded in holy light, smiled. He grasped Nan Qi's raised hand, pulled him up, and held him close. He whispered in his ear, "Are you hungry? I made some porridge. Do you want some?"
Nan Qi seemed to have finally regained his sanity after hearing Bai's words. Bai's body temperature dispelled the strong sense of loneliness in him without a trace.
He couldn't help but hug Bai back, burying his face in the warm crook of Bai's neck. Feeling the strong pulsation of Bai's carotid artery, Nan Qi smiled happily.
"Yes, I'm starving. When did you wake up? Why didn't you call me?" Nan Qi's voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up. It was even more indescribably sexy than his usual low and magnetic voice, as if he was acting coquettishly.
With each breath, the warm breath rushed into Bai's ears, along with the sound of a small brush scratching his heart.
Bai Xin trembled. He had never seen Nan Qi like this.
It’s not that Nan Qi never acted like a spoiled child with him in the past, but that was just a hobby between them. When Nan Qi was like that, he would exude a relaxed and happy aura.
It will never be like today, like a deep pool that is never disturbed by anything. There is nothing but the dark calm and silence that goes deep into the bones.
No one knew how frightened he was when he pushed the door open and walked to Nan Qi's side, looking into those lifeless eyes without any fluctuations.
He didn't know what happened after he fell ill. He only knew that there was something wrong with Nan Qi. If he didn't hug him, he seemed like he would melt into the darkness.
Unable to suppress the heartache rising from the bottom of his heart, he gently hugged Nan Qi, as if hugging a piece of fragile glass. He wanted to tell Nan Qi that he was by his side.
The words on the tip of his tongue turned into a question about whether Nan Qi was hungry.
He thought that Nan Qi might not want him to see his vulnerability. But...
Looking at Nan Qi who was hugging him and acting coquettishly, not caring at all about being seen by him, Bai's heart felt like it was soaked in strong liquor with vinegar added.
Pain, softness, sourness, and a hint of drunken happiness all surged into my heart and choked in my throat.
By the way, I am Nan Qi’s female monarch. Nan Qi said that husband and wife are one, so I am not his insect. Nan Qi is willing to show everything in front of him.
After figuring this out, Bai Wusheng smiled. He hugged Nan Qi tighter, tilted his head and kissed Nan Qi's forehead, his voice becoming softer and gentler.
"I woke up feeling fine, and since you were sound asleep, I didn't call you. I didn't leave, but instead took care of some things in the small living room outside. I even made some porridge and put the side dishes you made on a plate."
Nan Qi raised his head and smiled brightly: "You are so capable. I am hungry, but I don't want to move. What should I do?"
Bai also smiled. He let go of Nan Qi, turned around, squatted slightly, and looked back at him: "Come up, let me serve my little master."
"Okay." Nan Qi threw himself on Bai with a smile and let Bai carry him out.
From darkness to bright lights, the couple's figures were stretched very long, intertwined and inseparable.
The porridge made by Bai is very good, and some mushrooms are added to it, which makes it very delicious.
Nan Qi's taste buds were awakened, and he had a delicious meal. He burped and leaned back in the chair, watching Bai standing in the small kitchen cleaning up the dishes they had used.
He was going to clean up, but Bai refused his request because he was not wearing shoes. Nan Qi did not insist, and sat cross-legged on the chair and chatted with Bai casually.
Yizhi waited until Bai finished cleaning up, walked over, carried him on his back and sat him on the sofa, then he fell silent.
"What's wrong?" Bai asked softly. Nan Qi was acting strangely today. Something must have happened after he fell asleep.
When he woke up, he saw his usual medicine on the bedside table. He had never told Nan Qi what the medicine was for, and Nan Qi didn't even know he had it.
He also knew that this medicine was not found by Mellon and the others, otherwise it would not be so quiet this afternoon. Given Mellon's personality, he would definitely come to see him, but Mellon did not move at all.
So, there is only one answer, this medicine was found by Nan Qi himself.
So the question is, how did Nan Qi know this? Did this start to make Nan Qi feel strange?
Since Nan Qi is not averse to showing vulnerability in front of him, shouldn't he also be more honest?
Thinking of this, Bai continued to ask without hesitation: "Nan Qi, after I fell asleep, did something happen that made you unhappy? I saw the medicine on the bedside table. How did you..."
How did you know about the existence of this drug? Is your unhappiness related to it?
Nan Qi was silent. He really wanted to tell Bai what happened. But how should he start?
He told Bai that he had lied to him. He did not belong to this world at all. What he had said before about his hometown being destroyed by interstellar pirates was all a lie. Even his current identity as a Zerg was in doubt.
How should he tell Bai that the main brain and main system were created by his brother, and that he was an ancient human who died three hundred thousand years ago, and for some unknown reason he woke up three hundred thousand years later as a lonely soul in another world.
Nan Qi looked at Bai, opened his mouth, and spoke for a long time: "Bai, if I lied to you, can you forgive me?"
Bai nodded immediately, reached out and held Nan Qi's hand. The deep affection in his eyes was like a surging stream, enveloping Nan Qi layer by layer. Bai's voice became more and more steady and soothing:
"Nan Qi, I believe you. I believe that even if you lied to me, it was not to hurt me. So don't be afraid, it will feel better if you tell me. I am here."
"I'm here" is what Nan Qi often said to him. Bai understood what this sentence meant to him and Nan Qi, who were like rootless insects.
He wanted to tell Nan Qi that no matter what happened, he would never give up on Nan Qi.
He believed that Nan Qi could understand.
Nan Qi did understand. He lowered his eyes, looked at the hand held by Bai, and slowly said, "Bai, I don't seem to be a Zerg, nor a male Zerg."
"Impossible." Bai immediately retorted, "Nan Qi, I don't know who said what, but I can be sure that you are a Zerg. Our Zerg's mental power is different from other races. I can sense that you are a male Zerg, and -"
Bai paused for a moment before speaking again, his voice tinged with shyness: "If you're not a male, how did you mark me? So you are a male."
Nan Qi was strangely silent for a moment. He didn't expect Bai to prove it this way, but the evidence was indeed very strong and Nan Qi had no way to refute it.
After a moment's silence, he told Bai everything that happened after Bai fell asleep, and naturally also told him that he had lied to Bai about his home being destroyed.
"This is what's going on. I'm actually just a ghost from three hundred thousand years ago, an extinct ancient human. In our world, I'm a sentinel. My mental energy can also riot, and I need a guide to channel it in order to survive."
"After waking up from this world, I could sense that my spirit was still that of the Sentinel. My spiritual power was too high, and without a guide to soothe it, my spirit went into chaos when we first met."
At this point, Nan Qi showed a guilty expression: "I couldn't control myself. It was me who forced you that time..."
"No, you didn't." Bai stretched out his slender fingers and pressed them against Nan Qi's lips. "That was an accident. Without you, I would have died long ago."
Bai leaned close to Nan Qi and smiled at him: "So, my little hero is the real hero, the real god of war."
Nan Qi's face turned red. He was already embarrassed when he heard what No. 7 said. Now that Bai said it again, he felt really ashamed.
"Don't say anymore." Nan Qi's voice became weak.
It was the first time Bai had seen Nan Qi like this. He was very surprised and moved closer to Nan Qi. "Why don't you say it? You are a hero. Not just their hero, but my hero as well."
Nan Qi: "...Can we not talk about this? I've said so much, and you don't have any opinion?"
"What should I think?" Bai asked back.
Nan Qi: "Don't you think I'm a monster, or dangerous?"
Bai shook his head. "Nan Qi, I'm very happy, really. Actually, after talking with Number Seven, I've been very scared. I felt like I had overlooked something. After falling asleep, my dreams were all about you, and I realized what I had overlooked."
"Nan Qi." Bai looked into Nan Qi's eyes and said in a low voice, "You can do what Number Seven can't. There must be some connection between you and intelligence that we don't know about yet."
"After waking up, I sent everything I knew to the teacher and then worked alone for a long time. I've been thinking about the relationship between you and Number Seven. You don't know, but my imagination is so big that I think you and Number Seven are brothers."
"How could that be?" Nan Qi was amused by Bai's description. "I am alive and have warmth."
"Yes." Bai stroked Nan Qi's hand, "So I'm very happy that you told me this, because it proves that you are alive."
After hearing Bai say this, Nan Qi completely relaxed.
He leaned back and relaxed on the sofa, looking at the bright light, and whispered, "Bai, aren't you curious about how I survived?"
"I'm not curious. You're already by my side, so nothing else matters." Bai Ye imitated Nan Qi and leaned back on the sofa. "Nan Qi, what I care about is always the outcome. You're by my side, and you'll leave me. That's the outcome. As for the rest, I don't want to know, and I don't need to know."
Bai turned his face, leaned over and kissed Nan Qi on the lips, rubbing his ears against Nan Qi's. Then he pressed his lips against Nan Qi's and said domineeringly:
"You have so many secrets. If you want to know, I will accompany you to explore. I admit that I was weak and desperate before. I was provoked by Number Seven and felt that I would lose you forever. But after waking up, I figured it all out."
"What have you figured out?" Nan Qi's eyes were sparkling, like the bottomless starry sky.
Bai couldn't help but kiss his eyes. "I love you. You chose me. If I can protect a country, I can protect you too. If I can't, the worst that can happen is that I die with you. Dying with you is the most romantic and beautiful thing in my life."
Bai's words were no less than the most moving confession. Nan Qi couldn't contain his excitement and hugged Bai, who was glowing with confidence, and kissed him on the lips, exchanging their spiritual energy.
Frankness brought their hearts closer than ever before, and their mental powers seemed to be more compatible. They became more obsessed with each other, kissing with ecstasy, their mental powers surging out and entangled uncontrollably.
A little black cat with nine tails and a dreamy, beautiful, shiny blue butterfly suddenly appeared.
The little black cat, with nine big furry tails, chased the beautiful butterfly everywhere. Finally, in a corner, it pounced on the butterfly and pinned it under its body. Its nine tails domineeringly wrapped around the beautiful butterfly's wings.
There is a spring atmosphere on the sofa over here, and a cat and a butterfly are rolling around over there.
Tonight, they belonged to each other.
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