CH 29.2

Xiao Zhenyun and swordfish sentinel both looked up to see a tall, silver-haired sentry standing to the left of the wheelchair. Most of his face was hidden behind a vertical bar muzzle, but his sharp, emerald eyes were as keen as unsheathed knives. His right hand, gloved in black fingerless gloves, seemed to mark his territory as it lightly rested on the wheelchair’s handle.

“Little uncle,” Si Di repeated, his tone flat as he asked, “Who is this?”

Swordfish sentinel felt the strong presence of a high-ranking sentinel emanating from the newcomer. He had been somewhat cautious at first, but hearing him address Xiao Zhenyun as ‘little uncle,’ his wariness faded, and he politely introduced himself.

Only Xiao Zhenyun understood when Si Di would call him by his name and when he would call him ‘little uncle.’

“I’m sorry, but I currently have no intention of getting to know sentries,” Xiao Zhenyun straightforwardly declined the offer. Seeing that swordfish sentinel still seemed inclined to continue, he even lifted his pants, revealing his atrophied calf. Swordfish sentinel had initially assumed that Xiao Zhenyun was temporarily in a wheelchair due to a fracture or some other reason, but when his gaze fell on that diseased ankle, he paused briefly and didn’t block the wheelchair any further.

Xiao Zhenyun didn’t think much of it, but Si Di’s face inexplicably darkened, and he forcefully swatted away Xiao Zhenyun’s hand, smoothing out his pants leg for him before pushing the wheelchair away without a word.

“Brother—” Si Chu stepped closer, “Where did you go just now? Didn’t you see? A moment ago, little uncle was super popular in the game, and all the sentries were watching him.”

“What game?” Si Di frowned.

Ye Feiran briefly explained the rules, and Si Di’s brows furrowed even more for a moment, but then he relaxed and casually asked, “Xiao Zhenyun, as a vice chairman, why would you want to play this kind of childish game?”

Little milk dog + little milk chicken who were unexpectedly cued: “…”

“Isn’t it because someone was whispering in my ear, saying he wanted to collect a complete set in front of me?” Xiao Zhenyun pulled out a watermelon terminal frame from his pocket and tossed it gently to Si Chu, “Aren’t you going to thank little uncle?”

“Thank you, little uncle!” Si Chu enthusiastically accepted it, “Little uncle is the best!”

“…” Si Di looked at his brother holding three different terminal frames, his gaze deepened, and he noticed that Si Chu had a number 13 tag on his chest, while Xiao Zhenyun had a number 14 tag on his shoulder.

1314?1When read in Chinese, 1314 sounds similar to 一生一世 (yī shēng yī shì) — ‘one life, one world,’ meaning ‘for the rest of my life’ or ‘forever.’

His sleeve was suddenly tugged, and Si Di lowered his gaze with a blank expression, seeing Xiao Zhenyun looking up at him, his face tilted to the side, “Si Di… if you keep looking down at me like this, your double chin is going to show.”

Si Di: “…” Is this really my little uncle? How come I never noticed he’s so… eloquent before?

He felt irritated and wanted to hide his irritation. Sentries were emotional creatures, quick to anger and prone to emotional outbursts; it was in their nature, no exceptions. Si Di was one of the sentries who could conceal it better. After a moment, he bent down and heard Xiao Zhenyun say, “Hold out your hand.”

“…” He obediently raised his right hand as Xiao Zhenyun gripped it and turned it palm-up. Then, a watermelon-shaped terminal frame rested in his palm, and the impatient look on sentinels’ face suddenly softened as he gazed in astonishment at Xiao Zhenyun.

“Since little brother has one, how can big brother not have one?” Xiao Zhenyun released his hand, smiling lightly.

This smile instantly smoothed away all of Si Di’s temper.

When they went backstage to collect the prizes, Xiao Zhenyun specifically asked the host for an extra one. The host had initially refused to give the prize directly, wanting Xiao Zhenyun to participate in the game on stage. Now that the purpose had been achieved, he didn’t make things difficult and even asked if they should give him a whole set.

Xiao Zhenyun declined the host’s kindness and only took another identical watermelon terminal frame.

Now this small watermelon was placed in Si Di’s palm.

Sentinel silently stared at it for a moment, then folded his hands to put the item in his pocket, and also pulled down the zipper at the tail of his trousers to let the black long-haired wolf tail out. The black long wolf tail swayed rhythmically left and right, and Si Di’s attitude became more affectionate. He bent down obediently and spoke to Xiao Zhenyun’s ear, “Thank you, little uncle, I really like it.”

Xiao Nian’s terminal suddenly vibrated twice. He looked down and saw that the ring-shaped camera had taken two extra photos. They were of Si Di’s profile, with a straight nose and a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips. The slightly upward angle of the view made the light-colored eyelashes of the other person clearly visible, and most importantly, the pupils faintly reflected a shadow of Xiao Zhenyun.

Wasn’t this taken pretty well?! Xiao Nian even suspected that Xiao Zhenyun had deliberately made Si Chu look like a ghost. He was annoyed for a while but suddenly noticed in the corner of the photos, faintly visible figures of Si Di and Ye Feiran talking. Two small heads, barely recognizable as having two eyes, a nose, and a mouth.

“…” Xiao Nian moved these two photos to the qualified folder, as long as it was a photo of Si Chu.

Although he received only an insignificant little gift, Si Di’s mood was unexpectedly good. He stayed by Xiao Zhenyun’s side for the entire duration of the wedding, passing him snacks and drinks.

Easy to please, Xiao Zhenyun thought.

The bride, dressed in a floor-length white veil, walked on the red carpet, holding the groom’s arm. In her other hand, she held a white bouquet, stunningly beautiful. Si Chu’s tail swung wildly, hitting Ye Feiran’s waist. Xiao Zhenyun felt blessed and immediately asked Si Chu, “Jealous?”

Si Chu blushed and didn’t answer.

Xiao Zhenyun continued to smile and said, “If you envy others, why not schedule the engagement earlier? You and little Fei have known each other since childhood, have a high compatibility, and like each other. What are you waiting for? Don’t you want to declare sovereignty earlier?”

Sentinel’s nature contained a strong possessiveness, and there was no one who could resist the temptation to declare sovereignty over others.

Sure enough, Si Chu’s eyes flickered, showing that he had been persuaded. Ye Feiran heard the second half of Xiao Zhenyun’s words and also felt a bit embarrassed. He lowered his head and tightly pressed the peacock feathers on his back that were eager to spread open.

Xiao Nian silently watched Xiao Zhenyun’s actions. After the ring exchange ceremony, as promised, the bride handed the bouquet to Xiao Zhenyun. After receiving it, Xiao Zhenyun passed the bouquet to Ye Feiran in the crowd, accompanied by an encouraging look.

In the beautiful and lively atmosphere of the lawn wedding, Ye Feiran became restless, and the peacock feathers behind his back couldn’t resist opening, with the colorful eye-shaped feathers trembling slightly in the wind.

Xiao Nian gave Xiao Zhenyun a satisfied thumbs-up.

After the wedding, everyone was really happy.

Except for Si Qiaorong. Despite the explanations from his two sons and the prospective daughter-in-law in recent days that the accusation of abuse leading to death was false, he had begun to accept reality. What does 97% compatibility mean among sentinel-guides, he wondered? Perhaps it was something he and his wife didn’t have.

The crucial revelation came only three days ago when he found out that his youngest son, Si Chu, and Ye Feiran were truly in love, with an 85% compatibility rate. However, due to their pride and shyness, they refused to tell their elders, leading to the parents making a mess of the love connections.

Ye Feiran and Si Di’s 80% compatibility was an utter failure, and no one could beat Xiao Zhenyun’s 97%.

Even so, watching Si Di lean in and chat with Xiao Zhenyun happily by his ear still made him uncomfortable.

He decided to look away to ease his discomfort, and since his son didn’t seem to care, he left the wedding before it ended.

As for Xiao Zhenyun, he had an early flight tomorrow, and Si Di would stay in Haleite for a few more days to observe the treatment’s effects. After returning, Xiao Zhenyun would immediately resume his studies at the White Tower. He didn’t know when he would see the Si family again, so he decided to make one more effort, squeezing out a look filled with deep affection at this final moment of the wedding.

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