Chapter 81:
Extra: Confirmation – Even more endearing.
Yan Jingyu quickly figured out that this was because time was intertwined in the tunnel. Even if the two of them were only off by a finger, it could be a difference of several days.
He subconsciously stepped forward, following Liao Chen’s footsteps.
His gaze was fixed on the other’s feet, and at the same time, he took a step with his own feet, and at the same time, he adjusted the angle of his upper body, trying to synchronize with him.
Liao Chen glanced at his small movements. Yan Jingyu turned his face away as if nothing had happened.
Liao Chen, for some reason, thoughtfully adjusted his forward steps. A sentence suddenly popped up in Yan Jingyu’s sea of consciousness: “I’ll satisfy you.”
Yan Jingyu’s heart moved. He subconsciously looked at Liao Chen. The latter casually moved his gaze away. Yan Jingyu blinked. He had already taken two steps forward and escaped from the tunnel.
Yan Jingyu saw himself leaning against the window at a glance.
This was the Demon Palace. That was himself, waiting for Liao Chen to return from his search for medicine. He looked a little bored, occasionally flipping through a book, but more often, he was looking outside.
Liao Chen crossed his arms and leaned against the side, his gaze gentle as he looked at the Yan Jingyu of that year.
—”This one is still the most endearing.”
Yan Jingyu immediately glared at him. That gaze was really too fierce. Liao Chen couldn’t help but cast his gaze over again.
—”This Lord hasn’t spoken since he came in.”
Yan Jingyu puffed out his cheeks, also crossing his arms, and said stiffly, “You come to find him as soon as you have a fight with me?”
—”I’ve already angered him once before. Now that there are finally signs of reconciliation, I absolutely cannot mess it up.”
“Occasionally.” Liao Chen answered after some deliberation. “I just want to know what you were doing when you were waiting for me to come back back then.”
“You know now?” Yan Jingyu said, “Any thoughts?”
Liao Chen cast his gaze over there again. Both of them had hidden their figures. From this angle, looking at his past self, Yan Jingyu had also just realized that at that time, he himself was actually a little disheartened.
Because he was really too rational. He had known long ago that he had no way to live. In fact, from the current Yan Jingyu’s perspective, he also couldn’t see any way to live. The Yan Jingyu of that year was less Yan Jingyu and more a dwelling place for divinity. The existence of his physical body prevented the heavenly mandate from returning, and the existence of the heavenly mandate also restricted the humanity that he should have awakened long ago.
If it weren’t for Liao Chen…
Yan Jingyu probably would have chosen to turn into a symbol and return to the Heavenly Dao.
But at this time, the reason why Yan Jingyu was so restless was actually because he was worried about Liao Chen, who was searching for medicine.
“Did you start to care about me from this time?” Liao Chen spoke. Yan Jingyu paused for a moment. “Then did you start to care about me from the first time you saw me?”
“Yes.” Liao Chen said casually, “From the time you became a waste.”
—”From the time I met you again and you were injured by me.”
Yan Jingyu deliberately kicked him. Liao Chen dodged. Although he only glanced at him faintly, Yan Jingyu heard his inner voice again: “He’s really not as endearing as he was back then.”
A fire suddenly rose in Yan Jingyu’s heart. “Open the door for me. I want to go back.”
“Weren’t you the one who insisted on coming?”
“Let me go back!”
Liao Chen frowned. “Your temper is really getting worse and worse now.”
Yan Jingyu was so angry he stepped on him. Liao Chen immediately dodged. Yan Jingyu glared at him angrily. “You’re dodging again?!”
—”What on earth is going on…”
Liao Chen was full of confusion. He felt that Yan Jingyu had never been so angry before.
Yan Jingyu’s second foot finally stepped on his foot. He forcefully ground it, saw his brow furrow slightly, and barely suppressed his anger. “Let me go back!”
Liao Chen, while pursing his lips, melted through time and space. Yan Jingyu plunged his head in. He turned his face but found that Liao Chen had not followed. He was even angrier. “Don’t you ever come back!”
Liao Chen glanced at the dejected Yan Jingyu in the Demon Palace again, then turned his face to look at the person who was leaving quickly in a huff in the light and shadow. After a brief moment of contemplation, he took a step to follow.
“Yan Jingyu.” He quickened his pace, but Yan Jingyu had already quickly escaped and in an instant, he had returned to the present. Liao Chen followed him out, watching as he directly sat down at the Primeval Spring and put his feet in. He suddenly seemed to have understood something. “You, are you jealous?”
Yan Jingyu kicked the water of the Primeval Spring inside.
His bare feet were white, his ankles exquisite and slender. When he kicked the water, it shimmered, and his calves were also half-exposed.
Liao Chen’s gaze went over.
A thought suddenly floated through Yan Jingyu’s sea of consciousness: “…Want to mate.”
His foot paused. Liao Chen had already sat down beside him, lifted his leg and took off his shoes, and put his own feet in together. “Aren’t both of them you? Don’t be angry.”
As he spoke, he came to hold his hand. Yan Jingyu immediately dodged. “Go away.”
“I don’t go often either.” Liao Chen said, “I was just curious at first what you were thinking when I was searching for medicine. Yan Qi…”
His hand reached over. Yan Jingyu slapped it away again. Liao Chen had no choice but to withdraw his hand. Yan Jingyu’s sea of consciousness floated over again: “Mate.”
He glanced at the other in annoyance. Liao Chen’s gaze fell on his face, his eyes not blinking, his hand reluctantly withdrawing. After being rejected twice, he finally briefly withdrew his thoughts from some kind of fantasy and put on a thinking look.
—”Could it be that it’s not jealousy?”
“Mm.” Liao Chen said, “I started to care about you from the first time I saw you. Actually, I started to care about you even before I saw you… I’m telling the truth.”
—”After all, I really did walk through Hutian one hundred and thirty-three times before I finally saw you.”
Yan Jingyu pursed his lips and snorted. “You don’t care at all what I’m thinking. You just want to mate with me.”
—”He really…”
The sea of consciousness suddenly became quiet. Yan Jingyu’s eyelashes trembled. He once again wanted to distance himself from him. Liao Chen suddenly pulled him over. This time, he used force. Yan Jingyu, caught off guard, was separated his legs and directly sat on him, facing him.
“You were cultivating the mind-reading curse a while ago?”
“…” Yan Jingyu said unhappily, “Where is there any mind-reading curse in this world?”
“In the books you were flipping through, I noticed.”
Yan Jingyu immediately said, “You clearly knew I was busy at that time. Why were you still so fierce to me?”
—”Who told you to let this Lord guard the empty…”
Liao Chen stopped again in a hurry. Yan Jingyu couldn’t help but laugh. Liao Chen’s face darkened, and then he understood. “So you were so shy last night, could it be…”
Yan Jingyu looked at his face. The voice in his heart flashed through his sea of consciousness. He suddenly raised his hand and covered his mouth. “You stay, stay in your brain!”
Liao Chen narrowed his eyes, and his large palm directly slid down from his waist. Although he didn’t say anything, a voice came again in Yan Jingyu’s sea of consciousness: “No wonder your reaction was so big last night. So you heard everything.”
Yan Jingyu’s face turned the color of a pig’s liver. But he soon thought of something, pushed the other’s hand, and said, “Don’t you think that Yan Jingyu is more lovable? Then you go and find him!”
“This Lord said he was endearing.” Liao Chen directly moved closer. Yan Jingyu, caught off guard, fell backwards. His head suddenly sank into the water, but it was not wet. A layer of spiritual energy firmly supported him. He could feel the coolness and softness of the water surface, and at any time, he had the uneasy feeling of sinking. But he could also feel the hand and spiritual energy that were supporting the back of his head firmly wrapping around him.
Yan Jingyu’s heart beat faster. He looked at his nose coming closer, dangerously and lightly touching his cheek. He forced himself to find his voice. “Anyway, it’s all the same…”
“That Yan Qi belongs to that Liao Chen.” Liao Chen looked at him directly. “Only you belong to me.”
“I don’t belong to you…”
“I also belong to you.”
“I didn’t want you either!”
“You eavesdropped on this Lord’s heart’s voice. What did you want to know?” Liao Chen’s hand probed into the water, and through a layer of spiritual membrane, he forcefully stroked him. “You want to hear what this Lord thinks about mating with you? Just say it directly. Why go to such great lengths?”
“I…”
“I know.” The voice in Yan Jingyu’s sea of consciousness was almost in sync with the words he spoke. “You touched me last night because you wanted to cast a mind-reading curse on me. After you finished, you realized the timing was not right, which is why you were so at a loss, hmm?”
“You, you let go of m—mmm…” Liao Chen kissed him forcefully. After knowing that he could hear his own heart’s voice, he suddenly became even bolder. It was clear that this matter had also severely stimulated his senses.
—”Do you like this kind of kiss?”
—”The response is so cold.”
—”What are you hiding from?”
—”Immortal Lord Dufang has always been infallible. Could it be that he really didn’t think of this?”
He didn’t know if it was because he was sure that Yan Jingyu was doing it on purpose, but his movements became rougher. Yan Jingyu’s chin was even bitten, and his vision was a little dizzy. He was suddenly wrapped in a spiritual membrane and came under the water. The sound of gurgling came to his ears. Clearly, he was not drowning, but the blue shadow around him still made him feel a tremor in his heart, and his breathing became difficult.
Not to mention that the other was still constantly taking his breath.
—”You can hear everything.”
The spiritual membrane wrapped around the two of them. The water was always a warm and gentle touch, but the two people in the water were gradually getting hot.
—”Can you hear what this Lord wants to do most now?”
—”Hmph, there’s nothing about this Lord’s heart’s voice that can’t be read. Immortal Lord Dufang, when will you also let this Lord read your heart’s voice?”
Yan Jingyu raised his hand and smashed his shoulder. His spiritual energy couldn’t hit him at all. This time, Liao Chen could almost be said to have gotten the upper hand. The spiritual membrane firmly wrapped around the two of them, and Yan Jingyu was almost completely under his control.
—”The Immortal Lord’s artery is jumping non-stop. Is his heartbeat the same?”
Liao Chen held him tightly from behind. Their hearts were pressed together. Yan Jingyu’s eyelashes trembled constantly in the water, and Liao Chen was always gnawing on him.
—”It’s really good. I can taste the Immortal Lord’s flavor while telling the Immortal Lord what’s on this Lord’s mind.”
—”Immortal Lord, your waist is so soft.”
…
Yan Jingyu was both angry and furious, but every time he lost his temper, Liao Chen would suddenly say in his sea of consciousness, “I like you so much.”
It made him unable to get angry. But any voice in his mind could not be conveyed, and he could only be led by the other.
The surface of the Primeval Spring would ripple from time to time, as if some ferocious beast was entangled below.
When Yan Jingyu finally came out of it, the sky had already completely darkened.
He was panting as he lay on the other’s shoulder, was held and placed on a small couch by the spring. Liao Chen kissed his cheek, his fingers lingering on his ear and neck, his eyes filled with undisguised desire.
Yan Jingyu suddenly felt that he had done another stupid thing. He found that the current Liao Chen was like his shyness had been pierced. Both his actions and his words were much more explicit.
“You are simply a beast…”
“Whether this Lord is a beast or not, you have experienced it deeply.” Liao Chen, as if he were at his wit’s end, was not angry with him at all. “But a beast loves you, and you also love a beast.”
“…” Yan Jingyu pursed his lips. “I still think you were cuter before.”
Liao Chen was noncommittal. “This Lord likes to have his mind read by you.”
“Did you like me long ago?”
“I did.” Liao Chen said with deep meaning, “Before, I liked your sword. Now, I like you.”
He’s not lying…
“If I die, will you die with me?”
There was a sudden silence in his ear. Yan Jingyu had originally just asked casually in a huff. He looked at Liao Chen’s quiet expression.
After a few moments, he finally heard a voice in his sea of consciousness: “Mm.”
This was not a what-if, but something that would really happen in a tributary of fate.
