Chapter 91 Resonance (Part 2)
Mu Baixing: “…”
Mu Baixing lowered his head.
He was about to kiss her, but Mingyu pushed his shoulders, seeming reluctant.
Mu Baixing closed his eyes in restraint.
Don't do anything that will make young people unhappy.
Thinking so, he didn't kiss her in the end, but just rested his forehead against Mingyu's.
"I don't know." The man said in a low voice.
He frowned, "I don't remember how many cups."
Mingyu: “…”
Mingyu glanced at the table and thought to himself that he was indeed drunk. There were two empty wine glasses in front of Mu Baixing, but he still said he didn't remember.
The designer is kind of funny.
"Next time I'll order a strawberry milkshake for you." He muttered while leaning on Mu Baixing's shoulder. "We were originally planning to take a hot spring bath, but now it's great..."
"Let's go back to the house." Mingyu tried to get Mu Baixing to stand up. "Let's go, Brother Mu—"
Mu Baixing stood up with the help of his force.
The man stood steadily, and there was nothing unusual about his movements, except that he talked a little more than usual.
He walked out as Mingyu requested, tilting his head as he stated, "I'll do whatever you ask me to do."
He looks very obedient.
Mingyu: “…”
Mingyu couldn't bear it a bit.
"Okay, fine," he said with a smile. "Thank you for your cooperation, then?"
Mu Baixing: "But I'm very sad now."
Mingyu: "...I'm not sad." He could only say, "What kind of dumplings do you like?"
Mu Baixing: “…”
The man looked sideways at him.
“I don’t eat dumplings.”
Mingyu nodded and said, "What do you want to do?"
Mu Baixing paused for a moment.
"Mingyu." He paused, his words lacking any logical connection, but he spoke solemnly, "I want to be your closest person."
He spoke the most straightforward and passionate words in a slightly hoarse and cold voice.
"I want to be your closest person," Mu Baixing repeated. "I want to do the most intimate things with you."
Mingyu: “…”
Mingyu, wrapped in a down jacket, looked at Mu Baixing.
The weather on Ice Mars is a bit cold.
In order to prevent Mu Boxing from falling, he pulled Mu Boxing's hand and grabbed his arm, and felt that the part where their skin touched was burning hot.
Mingyu was stared at by Mu Baixing's particularly serious gaze. Breathing his breath, he felt a little dizzy as if he was drunk.
Mingyu: Strawberry milkshake does not contain alcohol.
He repeated it several times in his mind and regained his sanity.
"It's not okay to have sex after drinking." While coaxing Mu Baixing to go back, his brain was working rapidly, and even a light blue mental mist floated around him unconsciously, thinking about whether there was a healthy way to make the other party not feel sad.
A few seconds later, Mingyu's eyes lit up.
He pushed Mu Boxing into the cabin and asked him to sit on the sofa.
"Can we release our mental powers?" Mingyu recalled the intimacy they felt when their mental powers connected every time they piloted a starship. "You and I..."
"Our mental powers are so well matched that the energy threads attract each other."
"From a probabilistic perspective, the probability of highly compatible people meeting each other is only one in a billion."
"In this life, it will only be like this between us..."
Before he finished speaking, the dark golden thread of mental energy had already lit up.
All the curtains in the house were drawn, and only the floor light on the porch was on, making it dim.
The gold seemed to be swarming out impatiently, and fine threads of mental power wrapped around Mingyu's fingertips, arms... and his body.
Mu Baixing seemed to unleash all his mental energy at once, nearly filling the holiday home. Mingyu was pulled to sit on Mu Baixing's lap, and bright blue light immediately seeped from the young man's fingertips.
One by one, they are densely intertwined.
Unlike the previous game, the golden color was obedient and did not resist at all, and was entangled and sucked in by Mingyu.
Mu Baixing's mental power at this moment did not want to be assimilated by Mingyu, and Mingyu... did not want to absorb the other party.
The two people's mental powers mixed together, and then suddenly spread out like threads into large spots of light.
The golden-blue light spots floating like mist revolved around the two of them, sometimes converging, sometimes dispersing, rubbing against Mingyu and Mu Baixing's cheeks and necks, and after a moment they turned into pieces of thin silk threads that stuck tightly to each other.
Mingyu was immersed in it, and almost unconsciously wandered with Mu Baixing in this dreamlike spiritual vision.
Until he faintly heard a low sound.
It sounds like the music of a double bass, or like the pleasant bass produced by some special metal resonance.
This was not the first time Mingyu heard such a sound, but it was the first time Mingyu noticed it clearly.
The young man raised his head from Mu Baixing's shoulder and whispered with a slightly rapid breath, "Brother Mu, did you hear that?"
The sound clearly came from inside the house, from around them.
The first time Mingyu heard it was during the artillery fire on the maze planet of Feren. He was almost deafened by the enemy's energy artillery and thought it was an illusion.
The last time was at the end of the Star Domain Tournament not long ago. He was about to detonate the queen bee and had no time to take care of it.
But now, the sound, which was growing louder and louder, was extremely clear.
"I heard it." Mu Baixing hugged Mingyu tightly, buried his head in Mingyu's neck, and repeated, "It's resonance."
Ming Yu: "What resonance? Could it be mental power..."
Mu Baixing turned to look at him.
There was a mist in the man's eyes. He suddenly picked up Mingyu by the waist and pressed him on the sofa.
Mingyu was caught off guard and was covered from top to bottom by Mu Baixing. He suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
"Brother Mu?" He was startled by the other party's actions and couldn't help complaining, "I can't let you drink so easily in the future..."
Mu Baixing: "Focus."
He leaned on Mingyu and stopped moving.
However, the golden particles swarmed up and instantly squeezed together with Mingyu's mental power, exposing their owner's mood.
Then a large area of golden and blue swirled around the room, surrounding the two people and creating a swirling airflow.
And more golden-blue spiritual power poured out, rubbing against each other, gently colliding, entwining and then melting.
In the suspended spheres formed by the melting of those different colored spiritual power particles, the golden and blue colors completely dissolved into each other, stretching to form a bright blue and gold spiritual power thread that merged into one.
The collision and fusion of energy was too intense, and Mingyu gradually couldn't resist breathing heavily.
He felt that his body temperature was gradually rising, his physical strength was lost in the rapid release of mental power, he felt dizzy and seemed to be about to lose consciousness.
But I couldn't help but want to...use force to get closer to each other.
Mingyu pulled Mu Baixing's neck down and heard the man whisper, "A little more."
"We...feel each other."
Mingyu gradually became speechless.
More spiritual power merged in this small space.
He had never been so close to Mu Boxing as he was now.
It truly is one of the most intimate things in the world.
It was so close that Mingyu's senses were confused within the scope of his spiritual power.
He seemed to see this house not only through his own mental power, but also through Mu Baixing's mental power threads.
The perspectives of the two people overlap at this moment, and all perceptions become more acute.
The walls of the house that originally had a mental isolation effect became penetrable, and Mingyu saw the white snow outside the window and the snow-capped mountains in the distance.
His mental acuity was astonishingly strong at this moment, and in the constant fusion and re-fusion... Mingyu even felt that their energy intensity was growing rapidly.
More and more spiritual power was turning over in the small wooden house, causing the wooden walls that were imitated by metal to make tiny noises.
The golden-blue light continued to rise, merging into one, igniting an illusory, leaping flame in the air...
"No... No... I can't go on..." Mingyu managed to regain his composure as the temperature rose, saying, "If the energy burns... we can't afford to pay for the furniture...!"
He controlled his mental threads to split outwards.
"Brother Mu, I'll just absorb your spiritual power..."
Mu Baixing: “…”
Mu Baixing didn't say anything.
The next second, the golden mental power surged towards the blue again.
They were not absorbed by the blue mental power with devouring properties, but rushed into it all at once...!
Mingyu: “…”
All the golden-blue light gathered at the same time at this moment.
The strange perspective obtained from the mental resonance disappeared in an instant, and Mingyu's senses returned.
His mental strength was extremely full and satisfied, but his hands and feet had no strength at all, and his body was almost exhausted from the last stimulation.
Both of them were sweating, hugging each other tightly, and the sound of each other's breathing was in their ears.
After a moment, Mu Baixing sat up on the sofa with one hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry."
The man brushed aside the slightly damp hair on the young man's forehead, and there was an apology in his dark eyes surrounded by green.
“It got a little out of control at the end.”
Mingyu: “…”
Mingyu looked up at Mu Baixing and weakly waved his fist at him, "Next time... I'll let you experience the power of being suddenly hit by the full speed of mental power!"
Mu Baixing laughed and nodded, "Okay."
He stood up and poured a glass of warm water, then helped Mingyu sit up.
Mingyu leaned on the sofa, took the cup of water, and wanted to hold it with both hands, but he didn't expect that his palms were still shaking.
Mu Baixing held the water cup and said, "No need to take it."
Mingyu: “…”
Mingyu gave him an accusing look, then lowered his head and took a sip following his movements.
"You act like nothing happened..." He muttered softly and fell back on the sofa with his arms and legs spread out.
Mu Baixing then put the cup of water aside and carried the designer to the bedroom.
Mingyu hung on Mu Baixing's shoulder. Because he couldn't see the layout of the villa clearly and was too lazy to press the switch button next to him, he simply released a little mental power.
A blue ball of light was used as lighting, floating in front of the two people.
Mingyu recalled the feeling of their fused spiritual power threads igniting into flames when their spiritual powers resonated just now, and tried to manipulate his spiritual power...
Then the blue ball of light shot up and burst into a small flame.
Mingyu: “…Wow!”
He looked shocked and couldn't help but sigh.
Mu Baixing glanced at him sideways.
Immediately afterwards, a small cluster of gold appeared in front of the young man and swallowed up the blue flame.
Then it exploded with a soft bang.
Mingyu: “…”
Mingyu's eyes widened.
"...The properties of the spiritual realm... can be transmitted?!" he said in disbelief.
Mu Baixing: “Never seen it before.”
He embraced the young man and fell on the bed together, "Maybe it's because of resonance."
The young man tried again, looking at the blue fireworks igniting in his palm, and said excitedly: "Won't I catch them off guard in the next game?!"
Mu Boxing covered his palms and closed them, letting the blue flames go out between the designer's palms.
"Try it again?" he asked. "Maybe I can master it more."
Mingyu: “…”
Mingyu closed his eyes.
"Next time." He nudged himself in Mu Boxing's arms, a little expectant but also a little cautious, and said, "At least, we have to wait until tomorrow...!"
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