After Faking a Disability, I Married the New Chief Sentinel 58

Chapter 58: Watching

Splash!
The sound of water being stirred came from the deep sea. After a while, someone spoke faintly.
“Brother, let’s not adjust my sensitivity this time, okay?”
“Brother… how come the seawater in your spiritual landscape has become sweet?”
“This sweetness… this seems to be the smell of your pheromones?… Mmm…”
Seeing Zhu Hui swallow another mouthful of seawater as he spoke, Xu Xunyue covered his thin lips from behind, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
The Sentinel whimpered twice, stopped his rambling caused by his momentary nervousness, and after relaxing, he suddenly licked his palm.
It was a blatant provocation, a classic case of giving an inch and taking a mile, as if he were completely unafraid of how this behavior would backfire on him, of what kind of bullying it would bring.
—Right, he was indeed not afraid. After all, he never begged for mercy and would bear any consequences.
Xu Xunyue’s lips curled into a smile. The hand that was casually wrapped around the Sentinel’s narrow waist moved slightly and pressed on his subconsciously tightened lower abdomen.
It was flat and firm, but the skin was not delicate to the touch. A long and ferocious scar ran from the bottom of his left rib to a little above his right hip bone. Although the color was very light, one could see how serious the injury had been at the time, not to mention that this lightness was also very obvious on his originally pale skin.
If only I had met Zhu Hui sooner, he might have suffered fewer injuries.
“When did you get this scar?”
“Ah?… It was, it was two years ago, when I first went to a cataclysm zone.”
Zhu Hui was already almost immersed in the gently swaying sea waves. When Xu Xunyue had pressed on his lower abdomen before, he had thought he was about to be possessed, but he hadn’t expected this process in the middle.
But he also knew that his brother was feeling sorry for him, so he happily enjoyed this process.
“It only hurt at the time. A Sentinel’s body has great potential, and the healing and recovery speed is also very fast. And my teammates at the time also helped me. It’s been fine for a long time now.”
Xu Xunyue hummed in acknowledgment, turned his head slightly, his lips faintly brushing against his earlobe. He traced the scar with his fingertip for a while, until the Sentinel in his arms was trembling, before he finally placed his palm firmly on his currently still-flat abdomen.
“How many mouthfuls of water have you had so far? Although the seawater in my spiritual landscape won’t harm your body, you’ll still feel full.”
“Probably… two or three mouthfuls?” Zhu Hui said with some uncertainty. “I didn’t mean to drink it. It’s just that when I talk a lot, I accidentally sip a little, and then I found that it was quite delicious this time—”
Xu Xunyue: “…”
He paused for half a second, as if he had belatedly felt a sense of crisis. Zhu Hui hurriedly tried to explain.
“No, no, uh, brother, what I mean is that I accidentally drank a little… It’s mainly because you seem to have started your bonding heat too, so the seawater became sweet to me.”
This excuse—no, this explanation—was no different from not explaining at all. It was just short of directly telling Xu Xunyue that it was all his brother’s fault for his pheromones being so delicious that he was so greedy.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Hui felt the hand pressing on his abdomen tighten a little.
He was being held from behind by Xu Xunyue and couldn’t see the deep meaning in his eyes. He only heard the other say with a hint of a smile, “Sweetie should drink a little less. There are other things to be put in here. You like those the most, right?”
The palm of his ungloved hand was already on the warmer side, and with this sentence, it gave the listener a searing hot touch like a branding iron. Although everything had not yet begun, he was already firmly in control.
Zhu Hui felt his whole body tremble. He couldn’t even move his legs to rub against Xu Xunyue’s waist at this time, as if he were a prey being stared at by the ocean’s overlord, completely frozen in the other’s gaze.
“Yes… I like to eat brother’s things the most,” his voice had become hoarse for some reason, even though he hadn’t used it much. “I understand what brother means… I, I’ll save room, and try to eat as much as possible. I won’t drink the seawater here anymore.”
Zhu Hui’s talent for saying such things had never disappointed Xu Xunyue.
He kissed the Sentinel’s flushed ears, completely imprisoning him in his arms, and parted his two bare, long legs, breaking through the naturally fluctuating water current in the spiritual world.
The state of the body in the real world would not be brought into the spiritual world. Logically speaking, it would be very stiff at first and would need to be slowly worked on for a while.
In reality, it wasn’t. It was unknown if it was because the two of them had been in the seawater for so long.
The first time—although it was the first time in the spiritual world—Xu Xunyue was not prepared to adjust Zhu Hui’s sensitivity.
He had already experimented in the Endless Snow before. His Sentinel couldn’t stand it even without adjusting his sensitivity, not to mention that time it was with his legs.
He really didn’t know how he had the guts to say those all-encompassing words, and even promised to eat a little more.
Tsk, he won’t let it go.
At most, he wouldn’t play too many tricks and would let him get used to the most basic intensity of the full set.
The temperature of the body in his arms was already high, and now it was even more like a cooked shrimp, red and white, white and red. The skin was tough and elastic. Wherever it was pinched for a long time, a mark that could not be quickly erased would appear, like a pattern carved into the food.
And the food itself was being fried until it was overflowing with juice, curled up pitifully in a crescent shape, its head and calves hanging limply, and rising with the forward-surging waves.
And because its waist was fixed by another person’s hand, and it was being invaded from behind, it could only maintain the same posture, swinging back limply to its original position after each wave passed, in a cycle.
The color of the shrimp became deeper and deeper, and the fragrance that had been present from the beginning also became stronger and stronger. Every part of it was twitching uncontrollably, clearly at the limit of what the food itself could bear.
When we get out of the spiritual landscape, I’ll have to give my Sentinel a little water, Xu Xunyue thought. Not too much, just a little. After all, it’s not like he really lost that much water.
Zhu Hui himself probably didn’t even know how much liquid he had produced for this deep sea. His brain had already stopped working, and he couldn’t even speak, only able to utter a few weak syllables.
But as the master of this sea, Xu Xunyue could distinguish all the newly born liquids.
From the Sentinel’s eyes, from the Sentinel’s mouth, from the Sentinel’s front and back.
Xu Xunyue knew from the sound he was making that he hadn’t closed his lips—of course, it was also possible that he couldn’t control it and couldn’t close them.
If he can’t close them, won’t it be easy for water to get in?
He freed a hand to caress the Sentinel’s lips and found that they were indeed not tightly closed. He then, with a hint of punishment, broke in, gently pinching the wet, red, and trembling tip of the tongue inside, and guided it to stick out a little.
The body in his arms responded to the guidance without any defense, extremely obedient. In addition, the Sentinel himself had temporarily lost the ability to think actively, so the tongue that had stuck out could not be retracted.
Even if his fingers were completely withdrawn, it would only stay outside in a wretched and pitiful way, letting the uncontrolled saliva drip down.
Beneath their feet, in the even deeper seabed, a new, round, dark-colored bubble was slowly forming.
Around this bubble, there were many other bubbles, each playing a different segment of a certain scene on a loop.
Suddenly, an irresistible ocean current surged over, pushing all the bubbles upward.
Xu Xunyue glanced at the colorful bubbles surging up from the bottom of his feet. With a thought, he picked out a few of them and had the seawater carry them up.
These bubbles were where he stored his memories in his spiritual world, and he was too familiar with his own memories, especially those that included his Sentinel.
So familiar that he knew which segment was inside with just a glance.
Xu Xunyue let a bubble with a seawater background float to a position in front of Zhu Hui’s eyes and said:
“Little Hui, open your eyes and look at this.”
As he said this, his movements softened a little, giving the other a little time to react.
Zhu Hui opened his eyes with difficulty. In his tear-blurred vision, he saw the memory bubble floating in front of his eyes.
“???”
What is this?
He blinked his eyes in confusion, then looked again.
“!!”
It seemed to be that.
He turned his head and looked at the other few bubbles placed on his side, his expression becoming more and more incredulous, his face so red it was about to explode.
“Do you remember all these scenes?” Xu Xunyue asked.
“I-I remember.”
“Choose one to watch, or you can watch them all. In short, don’t close your eyes again,” Xu Xunyue scooped up the narrow waist in front of him, his tone gentle. “This is you in my eyes. Sweetie wouldn’t not want to watch, right?”
“Brother, I… mmmph…”
Zhu Hui didn’t speak in time, so he directly lost the chance to say a clear and complete sentence. He also had no choice but to barely keep his eyes open and watch the segments of what were essentially recordings in front of him.
How did brother think of this trick, and he even took them all out and put them in front of me.
Wait, how did I make that expression? And the sound, is that the sound I make when I’m acting coquettishly? I’m clearly recognized as handsome in a certain gossip section of the Sentinel Academy forum…
How can there be so much water… I actually got brother’s gloves so wet that time.
So, at this moment, am I also like this?
Perhaps even more so, because he was doing something he had never done before.
Zhu Hui felt like his brain was about to break.
He couldn’t process it at all.
On the night of their reunion, when he had plucked the memory leaf and given it to Xu Xunyue, he had never thought that watching a memory would be such a shameful thing.
…

By the time Zhu Hui’s consciousness returned, he was already back in reality, a glass of water pressed against his lips.
His brother was feeding him water.
The state of his body in the spiritual world and the real world were not connected, yet he had the same sticky feeling on his body.
His hands were still tied behind his back with a red silk ribbon, so he obediently leaned against Xu Xunyue and finished the water. Then he tried to move his waist, which was a little stiff from maintaining the same sitting posture for a long time…
And then he found that he seemed to have wet his brother’s pajama pants.
Zhu Hui: “…”
Thump.
Just as Zhu Hui was in a silent daze, not daring to move, Xu Xunyue placed the water glass on the bedside table and once again raised his hand to cover his forehead.
A familiar touch came, and he suddenly had a premonition that he was doomed.
Zhu Hui asked tentatively, “…Brother? We—”
Before he could finish, the scene before his eyes changed again, and his body instantly returned to the state it had been in the last second in the deep sea, both sore and full.
There was already some inside, it just hadn’t bulged up.
Looking around, the surroundings were a vast, boundless white snowfield, and in the distance was a high mountain covered in green trees.
It was obvious that after feeding him water, Xu Xunyue had pulled Zhu Hui into his own spiritual landscape.
“Take me to the top of the mountain,” he held the Sentinel in his arms, a smile still in his eyes. “Sweetie hasn’t eaten his fill yet. Let’s change positions and continue, and by the way, let’s look at the memory leaves here.”
Zhu Hui’s breathing hitched. His lips parted, completely unable to refuse.
He of course understood what Xu Xunyue was referring to. The memory leaves in this context could only be one kind of memory leaf—
That was his perspective.