Chapter 29, Chapter 31: A Change of Heart "He is now..."
“Of course I know him, General Feppos Gesilian.” Vison said calmly, trying to appear nonchalant, but his tone betrayed an uncontrollable rage.
He didn't even glance at Belka; his eyes were like a bottomless abyss, burning with the dark fire of anger.
But the oblivious Belka was completely unaware of Vinson's anger. He even nodded encouragingly, staring at Vinson with expectant eyes, his silence speaking volumes, as if asking: And then? What else? Tell me your gossip, I'll definitely tell everyone!
Vison remained silent, suppressing the urge to run back and give Fipos a good scolding, and turned to walk towards the machine room.
"Are you and Admiral Fepos a couple, junior brother?" Belka jogged after him, holding back her questions, feeling like ants were crawling all over her body, but she couldn't help but ask, "Senior brother can't let you down, do you need me to explain for you?"
All that remained was a silent atmosphere.
Belka, still harboring wicked intentions, continued muttering.
"When did you two start dating? Did you fall in love with each other because he saved you? Or was it love at first sight?"
"But I've heard that General Feppos has a rather bad temper..."
"But Admiral Phibos's face and physique are absolutely stunning! And let me tell you, he used to be my ideal man! I can give you the limited edition Phibos figures I've collected; you can't find them on the market anymore!"
"Ah, if he becomes your queen, I can get his autograph. I need to figure out where to sign it."
Belka became more and more excited as she spoke, her emotions rising and falling, and she simply couldn't stop.
"Junior brother, junior brother, are you sure you don't need me to explain for you?"
"What if Admiral Feppos really misunderstands? Junior brother, you can't overlook such small details. Female insects are also very perceptive. He probably doesn't know that I'm into lesbians... Senior brother can't be the eternal sinner who causes misunderstandings between you!"
Finally, Vison stopped, unable to bear it any longer, and glared at Belka with wide eyes: "I don't know him."
He pronounced each word very forcefully.
"Ah, I understand, I understand." Belka nodded perfunctorily, a mocking smile on her face, giving him a look that said, "I understand the little tricks of you saccharine, disgusting couples."
Vison narrowed his eyes dangerously: "I'll say it again, you'll have to do your own homework."
Belka's curiosity vanished instantly, and she immediately changed her tune: "No, no, no, let's go quickly, junior brother. Time is of the essence and the mission is urgent. Please go ahead."
These past two days have been unusually nice weather; there's been no snow, and it's even had some warm sunshine.
Sunlight fell on the magnificent buildings of the First Military Academy and on the tall, lush ancient trees, as if draping the academy in a shimmering veil, making the world seem peaceful and serene.
A stunningly handsome male insect stands tall and elegant in the center of the picture, talking and playing with another beautiful female insect. The whole scene presents a beautiful world where everything is worth looking forward to.
But the insects looking out from the rooftop only felt waves of disgust.
Looking at the gentle and comfortable scene that would soften even the coldest female soldiers' hearts, his heart was filled with an indelible gloom.
Even with the warmth of the sun in winter, the cold wind still accompanies the weather. Like the experiences of an insect, even if you are lucky enough to receive the sun's favor, you cannot greedily assume that the sun belongs to you and shines solely on you.
Fipos shifted slightly and realized that his shoulders were a little stiff from the cold, and even the light outside had dimmed a bit. He then suddenly realized that he had been in the wind for quite some time.
He brought the documents out of the archives and, feeling an indescribable frustration, intended to lean against the rooftop for a short while to get some fresh air. Unexpectedly, he ended up staying there for a long time.
He patted his shoulder, which had become somewhat cold, and suddenly remembered that everyone always praised him as unstoppable, decisive, unconstrained by anything, and always having a way to break the deadlock. He was an imperial general that the people of the empire could always trust.
But now it seems... he laughed self-deprecatingly, realizing he was just one of the many people trapped by love.
He looked down at the path he had just walked on from 10,000 meters above the ground, preparing to go back early to prepare dinner.
After delivering the documents today, he had nothing urgent to do and could leave work early. It just so happened that Vincent had mentioned wanting to eat chili fish head last night, and today he got the recipe for chili fish head from a colleague who was deeply researching the history of the ancient insect race, so he could go back and try it out.
You have to go home eventually, don't you, Vison?
Thinking this, even the gloom in his heart seemed to be dispelled by the warm sun. He put on his mask-like smile again and returned to his nonchalant yet patient demeanor.
Suddenly, a message popped up on the computer.
[I'm not going home for dinner tonight. —Vison]
Familiar words suddenly seemed to become difficult to understand.
The computer was gripped tightly; if it weren't for the fact that it was a virtual screen, the screen might have been crushed by Feibosi's grip.
Fipos felt that the gloom that had finally receded had returned tenfold.
Are you coming back today?
He quickly edited the message, then deleted it, then edited and deleted it again... the process repeated itself.
Anxiety and a sense of loss crept onto his brow. A strange emotion overwhelmed him, compelling him to take some irrational actions.
The female insect held Vincent's hand, her face very close to his as she spoke, her eyes full of excitement and anticipation. She could even laugh and play with Vincent. Those scenes reappeared before his eyes, causing his heart, which had just calmed down, to surge with waves again.
Fipos had always been confident, and that confidence had helped him win battle after battle, but at this moment, he thought that Vincent probably preferred the female insect.
She is lively, sunny, and full of vitality. Since they are both in the mechanical engineering department, there will be no awkward silences due to a lack of common topics.
Compared to him, who wears a false mask every day, wanders in a world of falsehood, never speaks to insects unless there is a purpose or necessity, has a dull personality, and can't say a single word that will please Visen, and often makes Visen angry, the insect that was just next to Visen is undoubtedly more likely to win Visen's favor.
The fact that Vison allows the female insect to approach him and even laughs and plays with him is the best proof of that, isn't it?
It's important to understand that initially, Vison was averse to physical contact with him, and he initially approached Vison with the intention of using him. Not to mention his subsequent repeated rejections of Vison, which angered and hurt him.
From beginning to end, he was terrible, so the ending of not being able to stay seemed inevitable.
But.
But he clearly said they were one, at least for now.
Has he forgotten those words? Or was it a lie from the moment they were uttered?
What about the tenderness of the past? Was it just affection brought on by reassurance? Or did he still harbor some lingering affection?
Finally, Feibos didn't reply. He closed his eyes, pressed his fingers hard against his brow bone, and closed the chat window on his personal terminal with a slightly dejected expression. He went downstairs as calmly as possible.
Little did they know that the way his fingers tightened inch by inch, his knuckles bulged, his veins stood out, and even the veins on his forehead were visible, made any passing insect run far away immediately. They knew that this was an unlucky fellow who had been robbed of his male master by another insect and was extremely angry and jealous. He needed to snatch his male master back immediately to quell his anger.
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"I'm back."
Visen entered the room exhausted. The homework that Visa had assigned to Belka was not only voluminous but also difficult. It was obvious that Visa had anticipated that Belka would ask other insects for help, but she did not expect that Belka would only ask Visen, so the two of them had a hard time doing it.
Vincent has always been the type to do things to the best of his ability. Belka saw that it was getting dark and advised him to leave first, but Vincent insisted on finishing everything.
It was already very late when it ended, almost midnight. Vison rubbed his sore neck, refused Belka's suggestion to stay at the school for the night, and insisted on going home.
Although he hadn't lived there long, he was slowly getting used to it, arranging many items of his own choosing, and gradually feeling settled.
Maybe part of it is because another person has moved in now, making it more lively... Vison thought somewhat awkwardly.
He gradually came to call that place home.
Since it's home, I definitely have to go back.
Although he was still angry with Philip, Vison immediately flew home.
But upon entering, they were met with a completely dark room.
"Fibos?" Vison closed the door and called out to the insect as usual.
He had been holding back all afternoon, originally planning to confront Fei Bosi when he got home, but after leaving the machine room, exhaustion and the night made him give up on the idea of questioning Fei Bosi and he just wanted to rest.
But he didn't know that, to outsiders, he looked exactly like one of those wicked worms who went out late at night to fool around, returned exhausted after having sex with other worms, and were impatient to face their female masters.
There was no response from the pitch-black room, as if there were no insects, but Visen could faintly smell a light aroma of food.
Did they go out?
With that thought in mind, Vison fumbled for the switch on the wall.
When the lights came on, it startled Vison. He saw Fipos sitting on a single sofa, staring at him intently.
His face, which usually carried a faint smile, was now filled with a deep sadness, as if it were tinged with grief.
Even his clothes were the same military uniform he was wearing when he saw him today, with many unsmoothed wrinkles and even a gray stain. Fipos always paid attention to his image and clothing, so this was something he would never normally do.
He seemed to have been sitting there the whole time, waiting for him. Vison suspected that even if he hadn't come back today, he would have kept waiting like this.
"Why aren't the lights on?" Vison asked with a frown after recovering from his initial shock. His tone was anything but friendly, even bordering on demanding.
But Phibes didn't care. He spoke, his voice hoarse: "I thought you weren't coming back."
Vison looked at him in confusion, wondering what he was talking about: "Where else am I supposed to go if I don't come back?"
“You don’t…” Fipos began, then closed his eyes as if remembering something, his eyelashes drooping. After a moment of silence, he whispered, “Let’s eat.”
After such intense work, Vincent was indeed hungry. He had prepared to grab a bottle of nutrient solution to stave off his hunger, but he didn't expect that Feppos would leave him some food.
The surprise reached its peak when he saw the chili fish head, and Vison's expression was one of undisguised astonishment.
"You made this?" His eyes lit up, and he stared intently at the dish.
Besides the chili fish head he mentioned before, there are many other "home-style dishes" that don't belong to the Zerg.
"Hmm, some ingredients were unavailable, so I used other ingredients instead. The taste should be alright. Want to try some?" Perhaps it was because those eyes were so bright and sparkling that even his happy mood was contagious, and Fei Bosi's mood went from a storm to a gloomy one, even his tone became much softer.
"Smack."
After feeling that his stomach was completely full, Vison finally put down his chopsticks with some regret.
Since joining the Zerg, he had never felt so satisfied with food, nor had he eaten so much.
It must be said that Feibosi's cooking skills are excellent. Even though some of the ingredients have been changed, the taste is even better. It's so delicious that you'd want to swallow your tongue.
"Delicious!" Vincent praised sincerely, thinking that this meal was a way for Fipos to apologize for what happened during the day. Seeing how thoughtful he was, Vincent, who was in a good mood after eating and drinking his fill, decided that he could be gentler when questioning Fipos later.
"If you like it, that's good." Fei Bosi, who hadn't touched his chopsticks at all and had been quietly watching him eat the whole meal, nodded calmly, his expression unreadable.
Vison didn't sense anything was wrong, assuming that Fipos had already eaten before he returned, since it was already 1 a.m.
Looking at the time on the temperature-controlled plate, it showed that the insect had waited for him for 7 hours. Vincent felt a pang of sadness and subconsciously said, "Next time, if I say I'm not coming back for dinner, you don't have to wait for me."
"Oh? Does that mean you won't come back next time?" Feibos tilted his head, looking as innocent as a child, but with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
Vison instinctively sensed that danger was lurking in the air.
At that time, he still thought that Feibos was simply concerned about him.
He frowned, looking somewhat troubled, as he thought about the follow-up research plan that Visabe had explained earlier that day: "Sometimes it will be very late."
He tried hard to think of a simple and straightforward way to explain his work arrangements to this layman, Fipos.
After a moment of silence, Fipos suddenly spoke.
"Is he your favorite female insect now?" He leaned back in his chair, the insect seemingly relaxing completely. His gaze casually fell on the edge of the empty plate, his tone flat, showing no hint of questioning whether his partner had changed his mind. Instead, he seemed to be saying, "The weather is nice today."
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Author's note: By the way! The number of chapters listed in the title will be slightly more than the actual number, but none have been omitted, so don't worry.
I mentioned it in the comments last time, but I'm just saying it again in case you missed it~
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