TW: Sexual content again bc we’re on a roll

Seeing Fu Yucheng speechless, Bai Mo couldn’t help lowering his eyelids lightly. There was a sad expression on his face, which seemed sculpted from snow.

For some reason, even though Fu Yucheng felt that Bai Mo was making a big deal out of nothing, he couldn’t help but feel soft. He petted Bai Mo’s hair. “Forget about it. It’s really late already, go and rest. I can’t explain all of this right now, but in the future… you’ll understand everything in the future.”

Bai Mo was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked, “Can you sleep with me tonight?”

Seeing Fu Yucheng frown, he hurriedly added, “I won’t do anything! We’ll just sleep, okay?”

Fu Yucheng pondered about it for a while and guessed that the kid’s old insecurities were flaring up again, and the person to blame was the man who had thrown him back to the Imperial Laboratory.

Thinking of that, Fu Yucheng couldn’t help but feel apologetic, and he answered softly, “Alright.”

Bai Mo’s master bedroom was naturally much bigger than the guest bedroom Fu Yucheng had been sleeping in.

The entire bedroom was a light gray, with some milky white accents, and there wasn’t even a single potted plant or any other superfluous decor. It had a cold atmosphere that matched its owner well.

Fu Yucheng lay on the large, soft bed, looking at the dark blue artificial night sky beyond the window. His head was full of confusing thoughts.

While he pondered the events of the day, he unconsciously took out his blue blade from under the pillow, pulled out a soft tissue, and began cleaning it carefully—it was a habit to wipe it every night, and use that time to calm his thoughts.

The blade in his hand was very beautiful.

Deep blue and as thin as a cicada’s wing, the weapon emitted an icy light, like a crescent moon in a cold pond.

Fu Yucheng was staring at the scimitar in a daze when suddenly the bathroom door opened.

Bai Mo walked out wrapped in a snow-white bathrobe, with his messy hair still wet.

Fu Yucheng’s reflexes kicked in, and he shoved the blade back under the pillow.

After doing so without thinking, his thoughts catched up and he couldn’t help but curse himself.

He had always been bold and gone through many things without being afraid of anything. And yet, right then, he felt like a mouse spotting a cat.

Bah! Why do I have to feel like a mouse?!

Bai Mo stood in front of the bathroom door and, instead of hurrying over, he looked at him for a minute.

Within a few seconds, Fu Yucheng had already prepared 10,000 excuses. But the other simply looked at him in silence for a while without saying anything, then walked slowly to the bed and lay down beside him.

For a while, the atmosphere was a bit tense.

Fu Yucheng licked his lips, trying to think up a joke to ease the weird atmosphere.

In the past, it had always been easy to come up with a corny joke on the spot, but, at that moment, he felt the pillow under his head move slightly and, before he was able to say anything—Bai Mo had directly reached for the blade he had just hidden and pulled it out!

The young man lowered his head and looked at the weapon in his hand with a blank expression. “It is indeed a good blade… No wonder you like it so much.”

Fu Yucheng smiled awkwardly. “It’s not like you haven’t seen it before…”

Bai Mo played with the peerless weapon in his hand for a bit, and said lightly, “Well, when I first met you, you used this sword to kill a sandworm and saved my life. You love this weapon a lot, you always carry it with you, and you carefully wipe it clean every night before going to bed. I used to suggest cleaning it for you, but you’d never let me.” He paused, and then laughed at himself. “Actually, now that I think about it, I realize that when you clean that blade, when you look at the object–you naturally think of its owner. Of course you wouldn’t need anyone else’s help… I thought too highly of myself.”

Fu Yucheng thought, here we go again.

Seeing that he didn’t reply, Bai Mo grabbed the tip of the blade casually. “This blade is extremely sharp, but it’s too thin. Is it strong enough, I wonder?”

Fu Yucheng said helplessly, “Little Mo, don’t be like this.”

Bai Mo snorted coldly. Just as he was about to apply force, Fu Yucheng grew anxious about the look in his eyes and snatched the blade back.

“Hiss…” Bai Mo inhaled a cold breath—the extremely sharp blade had left a thin cut on his right index finger.

A string of scarlet blood drops slowly slid down his slender finger.

Fu Yucheng felt a little bad, so he put the blade back under the pillow behind him and said, “It’s just a blade, there’s no need to go that far.”

Bai Mo stared at him. “Just a blade? It’s the sentience weapon of the Prince Regent, the treasure of the Central Empire… but according to you, it’s just a blade?”

Regarding the origin of Silent Blue Moon, there were actually many complicated reasons for it to have ended up in his hands. It was a pity that, at that exact moment, Fu Yucheng really wasn’t able to tell him anything.

However, at that point, Fu Yucheng was pretty sure he understood Bai Mo’s problem.

The kid had met Rong Yuan that day, and he was extremely distressed. Everything related to Rong Yuan could cause serious damage to his sensitive little heart. And a half-truth would just sound weak and even add fuel to the fire.

Fu Yucheng really didn’t want to continue such a meaningless quarrel. The most effective way to calm him down at that moment would be…

He lowered his gaze. Bai Mo’s finger continued dripping blood, but the young man ignored the wound entirely, just staring back at him coldly.

Fu Yucheng glanced at him, then smiled suddenly. “Does it hurt?”

Bai Mo snorted coldly. “It’s just a little cut, your blade…”

Fu Yucheng interrupted him directly. “Are you sure it doesn’t hurt? I was thinking I should lick it, so that the bleeding can stop quickly…”

Bai Mo was shocked, and nodded without thinking. “It does hurt.”

Fu Yucheng felt both angry and amused, but his face remained calm, staring into the other’s eyes. Then he slowly grabbed Bai Mo’s hand and took the injured fingertip into his mouth.

Bai Mo stared at the other’s movements blankly, and his face, so pale it could have been sculpted in ice, gradually showed a faint pink color. He wasn’t able to say anything. When he moved his finger slightly, he suddenly touched something and he felt as if he had been zapped. His dark eyelashes trembled, and his ears turned completely red.

See, it works every time.

Fu Yucheng couldn’t help but roll his eyes secretly. He also considered the fact that the two of them weren’t in any relationship, yet he himself kept doing these things, almost manipulating the other by crossing a line. Isn’t this a bit too much? I’m really digging my own grave here.161

If I don’t plan to give him anything, then I shouldn’t start anything at all. After everything has settled, Bai Mo will definitely ask me for an answer. At that time…

Fu Yucheng sighed inwardly, thinking about surrendering, or just agreeing with him when the time comes. Anyway, the boy was proficient in all sorts of martial arts, cleaning and cooking, so Fu Yucheng wouldn’t lose out.

As he had expected, he noticed the bleeding stop, so he gave it a last lick and then he shoved the other’s hand under the quilt.

Bai Mo was still staring at his lips in a daze, and Fu Yucheng also felt his own face get a bit warm, so he reached over and turned off the lamp. “Time to sleep.”

The huge bedroom was suddenly plunged into darkness.

Fu Yucheng got into the bed and heard a rustling sound behind him, and Bai Mo also lay down.

In the darkness, the thick mattress dipped slightly, and the other slipped into the bed. The slender yet strong, warm body pressed against Fu Yucheng’s back, and a pair of powerful arms hugged him from behind tightly. The boy rubbed his head softly on Fu Yucheng’s shoulder again.

Fu Yucheng said helplessly, “Aren’t there two quilts in the bed? It’s difficult to sleep like this.”

Bai Mo’s soft lips gently rubbed against the back of his neck, and his voice sounded drowsy and soft. “My quilt fell to the ground just now.”

Fu Yucheng wanted to say something, but then the other muttered, “You have carried his sword next to your body for so many years, can’t you let me hug you?”

Fu Yucheng closed his mouth. Alright.

In the darkness, there was silence.

After an undefined amount of time, Fu Yucheng couldn’t bear it any longer. “Can you… not do this? How am I supposed to sleep?”

Bai Mo seemed a bit embarrassed, and he whispered quietly, “I can’t control something like this…”

Fu Yucheng took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and said in a deep tone, “Deal with it on your own.”

Bai Mo rubbed against him impatiently, and asked hazily, “I won’t, can you…?”

Fuck you! I can’t believe this!2

A blue vein appeared on Fu Yucheng’s forehead, and he felt the urge to yell, ‘You expect me to teach you?! There’s no chance in hell! Go away!’

Bai Mo was silent for a moment. Seeing him looking like a stone, he reluctantly moved away a little and started making a rustling noise, whispering, “Yu-ge, um…”

Fu Yucheng listened to the fine voice behind him, in an indescribable mood and with his head starting to hurt. After who knows how long, the breathing behind him became heavier and heavier… and suddenly, the other was unable to control himself and bit the back of Fu Yucheng’s neck, shaking violently. An indescribable musty smell gradually wafted through the air.

Fu Yucheng lay down pretending to be dead. After a long time, the powerful, warm and youthful body at his back gradually relaxed, and the other seemed to calm down for a while. Then, he gently pressed against Fu Yucheng once more, and a burst of warm breath hit his ear. “Yu-ge…”

Fu Yucheng felt that his ears were getting hot. “You’re already done, what are you yelling at me for?!”

Bai Mo replied, aggrieved, “I didn’t yell, I was just thinking of you now…”

“What were you thinking about me?” Fu Yucheng regretted saying that the moment the words left his mouth. “Forget it, don’t respond to that question, thank you.”

Bai Mo ignored him completely and went on speaking, his ears still flushed. “I was wondering whether–when we get together in the future, and you… do that with me, will you really cry like you do in my dreams, looking like a complete mess…?”

“…Enough! You don’t need to go into so much detail!”

Fu Yucheng felt goose bumps rising all over his skin. He inexplicably remembered Rong Yuan’s nonsense, involuntarily shuddering, and quickly stopped thinking.

“Alright, I won’t say more.” Bai Mo also seemed to feel a little shy. He rubbed his chin on the other’s shoulder, muttering something, his voice gradually becoming lighter and softer, and finally he fell asleep.

Poor Fu Yucheng’s insomnia was so bad that he could do nothing but stare at the artificial moon outside the window in a daze.

He questioned the idea he had just had of simply accepting the other, after all the dust settled… would it be right or wrong?

…

The next day, Fu Yucheng resolutely moved back to the guest bedroom. No matter how pitiful Bai Mo looked, he refused to go back to the master bedroom to sleep.

The days were calm and quiet, going by awkwardly.

A week later, it was the time for the Industrial Regions’ psionic power examination. Bai Mo was the chief examiner, and he would be setting out for the Industrial Regions that morning and remain there for the next three days.

That morning, the two had breakfast in the dining room on the first floor.

Of course, Bai Mo made the breakfast, including fried eggs, whole wheat toast, cafe latte and a fruit salad. Although it was simple, it was also delicious.

Fu Yucheng took a piece of toast and ate it with relish. Bai Mo lowered his head, poking at the fried eggs on the plate indiscriminately, and it was impossible to read his thoughts.

Watching him act like this, Fu Yucheng had already guessed what Bai Mo had in mind, but he didn’t say anything about it. He just said, “You’re about to destroy those eggs. Don’t waste food.”

Bai Mo plucked up his courage and finally raised his head. “Yu-ge, I will be away for the next three days. You should not go out, okay?”

Fu Yucheng felt a bit amused. “What, you still want to restrict my personal freedom?”

Bai Mo stammered, “No, I’m… that is…”

Fu Yucheng picked up on his meaning. “You’re afraid that I will take the diamond button while you are away and run to the White Rose Palace to find Rong Yuan, right? What did you say before…Oh, right, you’re worried about us getting back together?”

Bai Mo didn’t say anything, confirming it.

Fu Yucheng thought for a while, and then he simply took out the diamond collar button and threw it in front of Bai Mo. “Here, have the button. Are you happy now?”

Bai Mo stared at the shining diamond button in front of him and blinked very slowly, almost in disbelief.

He glanced at the collar button, then at Fu Yucheng, his eyes slowly lighting up. “Really? This is something he gave you… Are you really willing to give it to me?”

Before Fu Yucheng had time to answer, Bai Mo already feared that he would regret doing it and snatched the poor collar button.

With just a faint chink, the collar froze solid. Then, Bai Mo pressed it slightly between two fingers, and the precious diamond button turned into a pile of white powder.

Fu Yucheng glared at him. “You move very fast.”

“Yeah.” Bai Mo smiled embarrassedly, rubbing the diamond powder off his fingers.

He thought for a while, then pursed his lips again and whispered, “Yu-ge, then… what happened between you and Rong Yuan…” Having said that, he paused with some difficulty before continuing, “I don’t care about any of it.”

Fu Yucheng opened his mouth, but he wasn’t able to say anything so he simply ended up closing it again.

Bai Mo stared at him intently and continued. “Yu-ge, the things you’ve done, and the things you lied to me about, I… will let them be. However, from now on, you cannot go searching for those… those messy relationships.”

“Yes, yes, I’ll listen to you.” Fu Yucheng completely gave up on reasoning with the other. He thought to himself, I have so many things to do, where would I get the fucking time to go searching for relationships?

Since he couldn’t be bothered to explain things to Bai Mo, he took a piece of cantaloupe with his fork and then stuffed it into the other’s mouth. “Don’t say any more silly things, hurry up and eat.”

Bai Mo was in a very good mood, probably because he had ‘destroyed’ the fucking diamond button. He lowered his head to chew at the food Fu Yucheng gave him, looking up at him from time to time. His dark eyes looked bright, and he couldn’t stop the corners of his mouth from constantly turning up.

The two of them finished their breakfast languidly, and then a floating vehicle stopped at the door, urging them along with a melodious alarm sound.

Bai Mo stood up reluctantly, looked at Fu Yucheng for a long time, and then hugged him fiercely.

At that time, he had already grown a little bit taller than Fu Yucheng, enough to embrace him in his arms completely. It was an incredible feeling.

Bai Mo hugged him tightly for a long time, breathing in the bitter and fresh scent almost greedily, until the other struggled slightly, and then he hurriedly let go. “I’m sorry, I lost control… Did I hurt you?”

Fu Yucheng cleared his throat. “Not at all.”

Bai Mo looked at the man’s awkward expression and the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but go up again, his heart almost overflowing with joy and love.

He pressed a hard kiss onto Fu Yucheng’s dark hair near his temple. “Wait for my return.”

Standing at the door, Fu Yucheng watched the young man looking back longingly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Perhaps, for Bai Mo, his willingness to hand over Rong Yuan’s diamond to him was a matter of great significance… It meant that he had chosen him and voluntarily given up Rong Yuan’s token.

That’s why he was so happy.

In fact, the diamond collar button wasn’t important to Fu Yucheng at all. Going to Rong Yuan in a low key manner while holding that button would simply be impossible for him in his lifetime.

However, he had to get into the solemn, huge White Rose Palace… not by getting in openly by presenting the button, but by sneaking in.

And the best time to do so would be the three days during Bai Mo’s absence.

I won’t be able to translate next week due to being on a trip with no laptop, sorry ;v;

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