FMLB Chapter 141

He Ruge Awakens

 

“One hundred million star coins!”

 

“Two hundred million star coins!”

 

…

 

The bidding voices echoed incessantly, with unreal numbers filling He Ruge’ ears.

 

I’m so valuable… 

 

He Ruge hadn’t expected his worth to skyrocket just by changing species. Through the lens of money, even his plump fish tail shimmered with elegance.

 

But what good is being valuable? 

 

Even if they sell me, the money won’t go to me. 

 

It might as well be Mr. Xi who sells me; I’d be willing to help Mr. Xi count money. 

 

He Ruge’ heart was filled with sadness and confusion.

 

This auction plotline wasn’t something he had ever written about; the plot was mercilessly grim. Faced with this bizarre turn of events, He Ruge wasn’t sure if Mr. Xi would come to rescue him. 

 

Initially, he had been confident that being abducted by the antagonist was just a temporary situation, and if he waited a bit longer, Mr. Xi would come to save him.

 

But now he wasn’t sure anymore.

 

A eerie melody, like an invisible spider web, descended, and without his conscious awareness, He Ruge’ mood gradually became anxious.

 

“He won’t come to save you.” 

 

The water ripples blurred everything; the scar on the man’s face and his voice distorted. His deep purple eyes seemed like whirlpools, pulling He Ruge’ thoughts into them.

 

His mind became chaotic; he unavoidably fell into a confused state. He Ruge recalled his life before crossing over. Someone like him, failures, illnesses, fatigue—they all had to be borne alone. Because he had no home, no sanctuary, no one to care for him wholeheartedly.

 

Although from his student days, there were many who liked him.

 

After lunch, returning to the classroom, he would find drinks on his desk; walking on the road, a senior sister would suddenly hand him yogurt and then run away, especially during foreign festivals, his desk would be piled with small gifts.

 

But those affections only stayed on the surface, seeming warm and lively but shallow.

 

And he stood alone there, without the light of a home behind him, and the future ahead of him was uncertain.

 

Perhaps that’s why he yearned for the warmth Mr. Xi provided. Actually, from the beginning, he subconsciously believed that Mr. Xi’s feelings towards him were genuine. Because in this world, a large part was built on the novels he created, and Mr. Xi’s appearance was so much like the male lead, and his identity was so much like the female lead.

 

In reality, genuine love was rare, but it could exist in novels. He was the creator of the book; his settings were laws that could not be violated, clearly written in the outline—

 

This is a sweet text, with a happy ending, and mutual pampering.

 

Mr. Xi did indeed seem like a person who walked out of a book, his appearance matched his aesthetics, and his beast form was especially liked by him.

 

He didn’t need love; he just wanted a sanctuary, a sanctuary where someone would leave a light on for him.

 

But the plot could change. Mr. Xi could just as easily adopt a child from the orphanage again, without a big fanfare to rescue him.

 

To Mr. Xi, he was just a pet. A much-loved pet, but not indispensable.

 

“He won’t come to save you.”

 

This sentence echoed like a curse in his mind, and shadowy creatures climbed onto the water tank, infiltrating the rippling water. Just as the gray shadow was about to cover the fish tail, the sound of impact thundered down like thunder.

 

All the spectators at the auction screamed, fleeing in all directions, in a miserable state.

 

He Ruge broke free from the quagmire-like state, hearing the noise, he raised his head, and saw a hole breaking through the darkness above his head, dazzling white light penetrating the darkness, forming a dreamy column of light.

 

This made He Ruge couldn’t help but squint his eyes, he saw the snow-white wings appearing from the halo, the huge wings slowly flapping, like a kunpeng soaring in the sea of clouds.

 

The man, like a heavenly god, flew against the light, and although He Ruge couldn’t see the person’s face clearly, he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity. The sunlight outlined the silhouette of the person’s wings and body, and He Ruge looked up at the only light in the cramped water tank.

 

He saw a glimmer of cold light leaping from the person’s fingertips, turning into a white streamer—

 

Faster than light, the streamer silently kissed the throat of the leader of the “Clearers”, reaping the life of the “Throat Slitter” in the most commonly used method.

 

A cluster of blood splashed from his throat, and the person elegantly turned, avoiding the splashing blood. When the soft and snow-white wings retracted, the person lowered his head, revealing the handsome and classical face familiar to He Ruge.

 

He Ruge suddenly remembered a sentence he had read before, “I have always longed for someone to keep me safe, properly placed, carefully preserved. Spared from fear, spared from suffering, spared from wandering, spared from having nowhere to depend on. But that person, I know, I have always known, he will never come.” 

 

No, he came.

 

With a touch of his fingertips, Mr. Xi shattered the water tank, and embraced the wet little mermaid into his arms. The man’s palm was twice the size of the little mermaid’s, and could completely wrap the cold little hand in his warm palm.

 

Seeing the pearl bottle tightly held in He Ruge’ hand, a low laugh escaped from the man’s throat, and he placed a pearl he had picked up into the bottle, whispering, “Let’s go home.”

 

Falling into the warmth of his embrace, He Ruge was tightly held by Mr. Xi, the huge wings were so powerful that just a light flap could carry him away from this chaotic auction.

 

He Ruge suddenly felt relieved and tired. If he had a father, then his father would be like this, right…

 

【Ding——Affection value full! Congratulations to the player for successfully completing the mission!】

 

He Ruge had a long dream, it was a beautiful dream, a childhood he had never had. When he woke up from the dream, he actually felt a bit reluctant.

 

But this reluctance was diluted when he opened his eyes and saw Xi Guican. “Should I call you Guican or Mr. Xi?” 

 

He Ruge said, couldn’t help but smile, he didn’t expect to treat Xi Guican as his father in his dreams.

 

It felt like their identities had somehow swapped.

 

Those azure eyes stared straight at him, bursting with brilliant radiance. He Ruge could see his own reflection in those blue eyes.

 

“I thought… you wouldn’t wake up again.” 

 

His voice trembled slightly, difficult to control.

 

He Ruge didn’t know what had happened. He only remembered being ambushed by Taotie, but fortunately, Xi Guican rushed back in time from the military parade to save him. Then he had another dream, a very long one, but even the longest dreams have a day to wake up.

 

He woke up, and the first thing he saw was Xi Guican.

 

Xi Guican held his face, their foreheads touching, and finally planted a kiss on his brow, as if this kiss was affirming something. He Ruge remained silent, not wanting to disturb the other’s thoughts.

 

No one spoke, but when Xi Guican’s fingers touched the buttons, all intentions became clear. His movements were slow; with each button undone, his blue eyes would glance at He Ruge, as if offering him a chance to change his mind.

 

And He Ruge didn’t refuse.

 

He allowed himself to be taken by this person to the soft bed in a permissive posture. He could feel the seriousness with which Xi Guican did this, as if carefully unwrapping a long-awaited gift. This sense of cherishment was conveyed through physical contact and exchanged gazes, soothing He Ruge’ inner unease.

 

Perhaps due to a lack of love, he liked this precious touch.

 

He gazed at the ceiling light, as if seeing the halo from his dream, the image of Mr. Xi spreading his wings and descending from the sky, striking his heart in an instant.

 

…

 

He Ruge frowned; he felt a lot of pain. 

 

Those thorns slowly pierced into his body, a long and agonizing process. He remembered when he used to go to the hospital alone, sitting there with an IV drip, watching the nurses chatting and laughing, seeing pregnant women with their round bellies, and children crying and refusing to get injections.

 

He sat alone there, feeling the intermittent loneliness from the outside world, along with the medicine dripping into his body through the IV.

 

He remembered when he first saw the demonic tattoos, panicked and thought he had a terminal illness. At that time, his body didn’t hurt, but his heart felt like it had been eaten away by worms.

 

Now, although his body was in pain, his heart was sore. He Ruge felt his face must have gone pale, but Xi Guican looked at him nervously, as if he would stop immediately if He Ruge said it hurt. He Ruge squeezed out a smile and buried his face in Xi Guican’s chest, making a pleasant sound.

 

Once you fall in love with someone, you will cherish everything they give you, even turning pain into joy. 

 

Xi Guican eventually noticed his reluctance, feeling both heartache and anger.

 

…

 

He Ruge hugged Xi Guican tightly, his palm resting on the shoulder blades. He heard the deep and mellow voice repeating his name again and again, with each call, the brightness in those blue eyes seemed particularly bright, as if he was Xi Guican’s entire world.

 

Those azure eyes that had once been as cold as ice now floated with glittering golden light.

 

In that moment of eye contact, He Ruge suddenly understood the emotions flowing in those blue eyes. 

 

What this love meant to Xi Guican—

 

It seemed like he suddenly had a vulnerability, yet at the same time, gained an armor.

 

He felt a faint fuzziness in his palm, soft wings suddenly swelling out from his shoulder blades. The huge wings, as if they could cover the sky and sun, enveloped He Ruge, and even He Ruge’ feet touched the soft wings.

 

So the world fell silent, quiet enough that only two breaths remained audible, along with the thumping heartbeat in their chests.

 

It was a very long day…

 

After everything was over, Xi Guican reached out and embraced He Ruge’ waist, falling heavily asleep beside him.

 

He Ruge quietly watched Xi Guican. Sometimes he felt like he was looking at a youth, sometimes he felt like he was looking at a man, and occasionally he felt like he was looking at a cat.

 

He Ruge thought that he and Xi Guican should have a more formal relationship. Not lovers, but beloveds. He wanted to marry this person, grow old together, and spend their lives together.

 

They still had a lot of time in their future.

 

Before going to sleep, He Ruge prepared to open his light brain to find out what had happened during his coma and also logged into the game to collect the rewards for the fourth level of the dual cultivation technique.

 

However, when he saw the reward, He Ruge was stunned.

 

Because this time’s reward wasn’t an object… no, that wasn’t quite right. 

 

This time’s reward was also an object, or rather a living thing.

 

It was an egg.

 

Inside the egg, He Ruge and Xi Guican’s child could be nurtured. The game offered the right to refuse.

 

【Accept the reward】

 

【Accept】or【Reject】