The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 32
Separated by layers of lotus leaves, Mo Ran felt like he was struck by lightning in an instant. He froze on the spot in shock. The bottle of mixed feelings in his heart shattered completely. His face was about to crack.
Astonishment, anger, jealousy, and irritation exploded like fireworks. He moved his lips, but he was so angry that he couldn’t say a word. He didn’t realize what he was angry about. There was only one thought in his mind —
How can you touch the person I’ve slept with?
Chu Wanning, you extravagant and lascivious man! You actually, actually …
He didn’t react at all. In this life, Chu Wanning didn’t have the slightest emotional entanglement with him. In just an instant, the string in his head snapped.
After all, more than ten years, a lifetime, from birth to death.
When he was awake, he could still do it with ease and pretend to be calm.
However, in the midst of the turmoil and chaos, his true colors were revealed. He still subconsciously believed that Chu Wanning was his. At this time, he clearly realized that he even remembered the taste of Chu Wanning’s lips kissing so clearly … Not to mention those ecstasy entanglement of love and passion.
That was something he didn’t dare to think about after his rebirth.
Until he saw Chu Wanning’s naked back, saw that familiar figure, broad shoulders, long legs, tight muscles, thin and strong waist, immersed in the clear water.
Those lingering feelings that he deliberately avoided and tried to forget instantly split open the seal and swept over.
Mo Ran’s scalp went numb.
… He had a reaction to this body.
And it was a strong reaction that couldn’t be controlled at all. Just looking at it made his lower abdomen burn.
When he came back to his senses, he was already angrily shouting, “Chu Wanning!”
Chu Wanning actually ignored him.
Those two people were holding his shoulders, one on the left and one on the right. The mist in the lotus pond was rising, so he couldn’t see the specific appearance of the two people. But they were very close, and the distance between them was very ambiguous.
Mo Ran cursed inwardly. He actually jumped into the lotus pond with a splash and waded over to Chu Wanning. When he got closer, he discovered that —
Those, those were actually two mechas made of metal and nanmu!
What was worse was that they seemed to be using the Immortal Qi of the lotus pond to transfer spiritual energy to Chu Wanning. Mo Ran’s brainless jump had completely broken the spiritual energy field …
It was unknown what kind of formation Chu Wanning had used, but he was in an unconscious state. He was supported by the golden light coming from the two mechas’ metal palms. The golden light kept surging upwards and converging on the wound on his shoulder and back. It was obvious that he was being treated.
Mo Ran’s intrusion caused the golden light to dissipate rapidly. What was even more unexpected was that the array would actually backfire!
As the golden light dissipated, Chu Wanning’s wounds began to rapidly erode away. He frowned, groaned, and coughed out a mouthful of blood. Then, the scars all over his body began to tear apart. His blood was like a mist, instantly soaking the flower pond.
Mo Ran was stunned.
This was Chu Wanning’s Flower Soul Sacrifice Technique!
He realized that he might have … gotten himself into trouble …
Chu Wanning’s spiritual energy was dual element metal and wood. The metal spiritual energy was like “Heaven’s Inquisition”, focusing on attack and defense. The wood spiritual energy was used for healing.
The Flower Soul Sacrifice Technique was one of them. Chu Wanning could mobilize the spirits of a hundred flowers to heal his wounds. However, during the process, no one could enter the array. Otherwise, the spirits of the plants would disperse. Not only would it not have any healing effect, it would also worsen the injury. In the worst case, Chu Wanning’s spiritual energy core could be completely devoured by the spirits of the hundred flowers.
Fortunately, Mo Ran had dabbled in the Flower Soul Sacrifice Technique in his previous life. He immediately cut off the spiritual energy flow. Chu Wanning, who had lost the support of the array, immediately collapsed. Mo Ran firmly supported him.
The unconscious Shizun’s face was pale, his lips were blue, and his body was as cold as ice.
Mo Ran carried him to the shore. He didn’t have time to look at him. He half carried and half dragged Chu Wanning back to the bedroom and placed him on the bed.
“Shizun? Shizun! ”
He called out a few times, but Chu Wanning’s eyelashes didn’t even flutter. Other than the slight rise and fall of his chest, he looked no different from a dead person.
This Chu Wanning made Mo Ran think of his previous life.
He inexplicably felt his throat dry up, and his heart panicked.
In his previous life, two people had died in Mo Ran’s arms.
Shi Mei. Chu Wanning.
Of the two of them, one was the lover of his dreams, and the other was the enemy of his life.
After Shi Mei left, there was no more Mo Weiyu in this world.
What about Chu Wanning?
Mo Ran didn’t know. He only remembered that day. He held the person in his arms, bit by bit, cold. He didn’t cry, nor did he laugh. Both joy and sorrow became distant and unreachable.
After Chu Wanning left, Mo Weiyu didn’t know what was in this world anymore.
The candles were bright, illuminating Chu Wanning’s naked upper body.
Wanye Yuheng usually wore very tight clothes. His collar was folded tight and high, and his waist was wrapped in three bands. He was upright and restrained.
Because of this, no one had ever seen the extent of his injuries after two hundred beatings …
Although Mo Ran had personally seen Chu Wanning’s back when he was punished at the Discipline Court that day, he only knew that it was bloody and extremely tragic. But later on, he saw Chu Wanning wandering around as if nothing had happened. He thought that he probably didn’t hurt his muscles or bones.
Only now did he realize that Chu Wanning’s injuries were much more serious than he had imagined.
The five wounds left by the ghost master had all opened up. In the deepest part, one could clearly see the eerie white bone.
Chu Wanning probably didn’t ask anyone to help him change the dressing. He did it himself. The ointment was not evenly applied. Some places that couldn’t be reached had already become inflamed and festered.
Not to mention the blue and purple marks from the beatings. It covered the entire back. There was almost no intact skin or flesh. In addition to the backlash from the formation just now, Chu Wanning’s wounds were all torn open. Blood gurgled and quickly dyed the blanket under his body mottled.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, Mo Ran wouldn’t have believed that the person who insisted on wiping the pillars of the bridge and opening the huge rain-blocking barrier for the disciples was the person in front of him — the person who could be classified as “old, disabled, sick, and weak”.
If it weren’t for the fact that Chu Wanning was unconscious, Mo Ran would have grabbed him by the collar and questioned him.
Chu Wanning, do you have an ego problem?
Just lower your head and give in, who will stop you? Why do you have to be so stubborn? You’re an adult, why don’t you know how to take care of yourself and treat yourself better?
Why don’t you ask others to help you apply the ointment?
Why would you rather let two mechas help you cast the healing formation than ask others for help?
Chu Wanning, are you stupid?!
Are you stubborn to death?
He cursed in his heart as he quickly pressed the acupoints to stop the bleeding. Then, he fetched some hot water and helped Chu Wanning wipe the blood on his back …
The sharp knife quenched the fire and cut off the completely rotten flesh.
The first time, Chu Wanning groaned in pain. His body instinctively bounced up. Mo Ran held him down and said unhappily, “What are you groaning for?! Do you want to be f * cked? If you groan again, I’ll stab you in the chest. Once you’re dead, it won’t hurt anymore! ”
It was only at times like this that Mo Ran could reveal his ferocious nature and shout at him like he did in his previous life.
However, there were too many white and rotten wounds. Chu Wanning kept gasping for breath as the wounds were cleaned up bit by bit.
Even if this person was unconscious, he would try to suppress his pain and endure it. He wouldn’t shout in pain, but his whole body was covered in cold sweat. His body that had just been cleaned was soaked in sweat again.
After busying himself for more than an hour, he finally finished applying the ointment and bandaging the wounds.
Mo Ran helped Chu Wanning put on his underwear and carried a thick quilt to cover his teacher who was burning hot. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief. He remembered that the medicine that Madam Wang mixed was still sealed in the oil paper bag. He took some water to make a bowl of medicine and brought it to Chu Wanning’s bedside.
“Here, drink the medicine.”
He picked up the unconscious person with one hand and let him rest on his shoulder. He scooped up the medicine and blew on it, then tried to take a sip.
Mo Ran immediately frowned, his face scrunched up like a bun. “What the hell? Why is it so bitter?” However, he still let it cool down and fed it to Chu Wanning.
In the end, after just half a spoonful, Chu Wanning couldn’t take it anymore and spat out the medicine. Most of it splashed onto Mo Ran’s clothes.
Mo Ran was speechless.
He knew that Chu Wanning didn’t like bitter food and was even afraid of it.
However, if he was awake, the stubborn Elder Yu Heng would definitely hold back his disgust and drink the medicine in one gulp. At most, he would put on a straight face and secretly eat a piece of candy afterwards.
Unfortunately, Chu Wanning was currently unconscious.
Mo Ran had no choice. He couldn’t lose his temper at an unconscious person, so he could only be patient and feed him small mouthfuls. From time to time, he would use a handkerchief to wipe the medicine at the corner of his mouth.
This wasn’t a difficult task for Mo Ran. After all, in his previous life, there was a period of time when he fed Chu Wanning medicine every day. At that time, Chu Wanning would resist and Mo Ran would slap him, then grab his chin and fiercely kiss him. His tongue would wreak havoc and invade, filling the air with blood …
He didn’t dare to think too deeply about it. Mo Ran was a little careless with the last few spoonfuls of medicine. Almost half of it was spat out by Chu Wanning. Then, he put him on the bed and roughly twisted the blanket.
“I’m doing my best. Don’t kick the blanket away at night. You’re already hot, if you accidentally catch a cold …”
Halfway through his rambling, he suddenly lost his temper and kicked the bed leg.
“Forget it, what does it have to do with me whether you catch a cold or not? I can’t wait for you to get worse and worse. It would be best if you died of illness. ”
After he finished speaking, he turned and left.
When he reached the door, he felt that his heart was hanging in the air, so he turned back. After thinking for a while, he helped him extinguish the candle. Then, he left again.
This time, he walked to the Red Lotus Pond and looked at the water lilies that had become more beautiful after absorbing Chu Wanning’s blood. The irritation in his chest only increased.
He flew into a rage out of humiliation, but he returned to the bedroom with the same hand and foot.
Like a rusty and old robot, he walked around the room in a circle. In the end, he reluctantly stood beside Chu Wanning’s bed.
The moonlight scattered through the bamboo window that was half open. The silver light soaked Chu Wanning’s handsome face.
His lips were light and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
Mo Ran thought for a while, then closed the window for him. Sichuan was very humid. Sleeping with the window open at night was not good for people. After doing this, Mo Ran swore to himself, “I’m going to kill you.
If he turned back from the door again, he would be a dog!
However, when they reached the door, Chu Wanning kicked the blanket down with a bang.
Mo Ran: “…”
So how could he change this person’s habit of kicking the blanket when he sleeps?
In order not to be a dog, the 16-year-old Celestial Trampling Emperor had a backbone and endured it before leaving.
He was a man of his word. He would never turn back from the door again!
Therefore, after a while.
— — The wise and mighty Emperor opened the window and came in through it.
Picking up the blanket on the floor, he covered Chu Wanning with it. Mo Ran listened to Chu Wanning’s painful groans and his back twitching. Seeing him curled up in the corner of the bed, he no longer looked as fierce as he usually did.
While he scolded, “Serves him right”, he also felt compassion for him.
He sat beside Chu Wanning’s bed and watched over him. He didn’t let her kick the blanket down again.
It was late at night. After a tiring day, Mo Ran finally couldn’t take it anymore. He slowly tilted his head and fell asleep.
He didn’t sleep well. Chu Wanning kept tossing and turning. Mo Ran seemed to hear him groaning in a daze.
Mo Ran was in a daze. He couldn’t tell what time it was. He didn’t know when, but he naturally lay beside Chu Wanning and hugged the person who was convulsing and trembling. He closed his sleepy eyes and subconsciously stroked his back. He held him in his arms and whispered, “Okay, okay, it doesn’t hurt anymore … it doesn’t hurt anymore …”
Mo Ran murmured in his sleep. It was as if he had returned to the peak of life and death in his previous life, back to the desolate and empty Wu Mountain Palace.
Since Chu Wanning’s death, no one slept with him in his arms.
Even if it was because of hatred, in the cold day after day, it made his heart ache. He missed it so much that thousands of ants gnawed at his heart.
But no matter how much he missed it, Chu Wanning couldn’t come back.
He lost the last flame in his life.
That night, Mo Ran hugged Chu Wanning. Half asleep, half dreaming. Sometimes he knew that he had regained his life, and sometimes he knew that he was still in his past life.
He suddenly didn’t dare to open his eyes. He was afraid that when he woke up tomorrow, there would only be an empty pillow and a cold curtain. In a long life, he was the only one left.
There was no doubt that he hated Chu Waning.
But when he hugged the person in his arms, the corners of his eyes were a little wet.
That was the warmth that the 32 year old Emperor Ta thought he would never find again.
“Wanning, it doesn’t hurt anymore …”
His consciousness was hazy. Mo Ran stroked the hair of the person in his arms like he did before his rebirth. He murmured softly. An extremely gentle sentence, just like that, came out of his mouth.
He was so sleepy that he didn’t even realize what he had said. He didn’t even think when he said those words. They just slipped naturally. Mo Ran’s breathing became even and he fell deeper into his dream.
Early the next morning, Chu Wanning’s eyelashes fluttered and he slowly woke up.
His cultivation level was high, and the fever he had last night had subsided.
Chu Wanning sleepily opened his eyes. His consciousness was still a little hazy. When he was about to get up, he suddenly realized that someone was lying on the same bed as him.
… … Mo Weiyu???
This was a big shock. Chu Wanning’s face instantly turned pale, but he couldn’t remember what had happened last night. What was worse was that when he moved, he also woke up Mo Ran.
The young man yawned. His smooth and delicate face had a healthy flush that was unique to sleeping soundly. He opened his eyes in a daze and glanced at Chu Waning casually. He said vaguely, “Ah … let me sleep for a while more … Since you’re awake, go and cook me a bowl of egg drop and lean meat porridge to eat …”
“…” Chu Wanning was speechless.
What nonsense was that? Sleep talk?
Mo Ran was still in a daze. Seeing that Chu Wanning didn’t move, he didn’t urge him to wake up and make porridge. Instead, he smiled lazily, stretched out his hand, and pulled Chu Wanning’s face over, kissing him on the lips in a familiar manner.
“It’s fine if you don’t wake up. I just had a nightmare. In the dream … sigh … let’s not talk about it.” He sighed and hugged the man who was completely stiff. He rubbed his chin against the top of the man’s head and muttered, “Chu Wanning, let me hug you again.”