CH 43

Chapter 43: Intoxicating.

Even though it was a little strange, Bian Zhonghua didn’t panic. Instead, he secretly thought to himself ‘interesting’, and carefully looked around.

The moonlight was peeking through a window, showing that it was late at night. The furnishings in the room were the same as the ones in Bian Zhonghua’s wing room, looking so familiar that Bian Zhonghua began to wonder why this illusion was taking place in his own room. But at that moment, he suddenly felt that some things were wrong, while some others looked more familiar.

Inside this room, the furnishing, bedding, and books were all over the floor. In a complete mess.

Bian Zhonghua’s heartbeat increased as he raised his eyes to look at a corner.

As expected, he saw a man squatting there, rummaging through the cabinets.

It was that day.

The day Qi Ci and Bian Zhonghua were both drunk….

‘Why does it have to be that day….?‘

Bian Zhonghua could vaguely perceive something, but he still felt that something was missing. It was like the entangled emotion of having lost something many years ago, but he couldn’t remember what it was, leaving him with sadness and resentment.

It was as if there were several infatuated thoughts locked inside his chest, but he wasn’t able to find an outlet to vent. Bian Zhonghua could feel it, but he couldn’t understand what this feeling was.

As Bian Zhonghua was frowning and thinking hard, Qi Ci suddenly stood up. Qi Ci stumbled because he was still drunk, and he tripped over the objects scattered around the floor, making him fall backwards.

Bian Zhonghua hurriedly came forward without thinking. As he extended his hands to protect Qi Ci from the fall, he held him tightly in his arms.

Qi Ci raised his eyes, feeling vaguely aggrieved, and said: “He gave me a token, and I lost it twice. How can I be so stupid….?”

Qi Ci’s skin was white as jade, and because he was drunk, his flushed cheeks looked extra eye-catching. When Bian Zhonghua held him, his fingers could feel the warmth emanating from the skin under the clothes. For some reason, Bian Zhonghua felt as if his fingertips were burning, as if they were on fire.

Even though Bian Zhonghua knew this was an illusion, he wanted to calm Qi Ci down. But then, he heard Qi Ci stammer: “Th-this is the token he gave to me. Why do you have it? You, you! Give it back to me!”

After saying that, Qi Ci suddenly threw himself onto Bian Zhonghua.

‘Everything is exactly the same as what Qi Ci did and said that day!‘

In reality, Bian Zhonghua wasn’t that drunk when this happened. But even though he was sober and steady, Bian Zhonghua couldn’t avoid falling to the ground.

As Qi Ci sat on top of Bian Zhonghua, he pressed Bian Zhonghua’s shoulder with one hand, while with the other one, he was trying to grab the object on Bian Zhonghua’s palm.

That day, because the things Qi Ci was doing were unintentional due to his drunken state, Bian Zhonghua didn’t think too much about it. Instead, he teased Qi Ci on his initiative. But now, when he saw himself knocked down like this with Qi Ci sitting on top of him…. Naturally, Bian Zhonghua’s current mood couldn’t be compared to that day.

Bian Zhonghua felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Right when Bian Zhonghua was about to get up, he heard Qi Ci say: “You, what do you want? I’ll give you whatever you want!”

Bian Zhonghua’s eyelids twitched.

On that day, he coaxed Qi Ci into making him laugh in exchange for the token.

But now, when he heard those words, it felt as if there were some unknown meanings behind them. Not to mention the fact that Bian Zhonghua was completely conscious right now, but when he heard Qi Ci say those words, it felt as if there was some kind of unspoken flirtation in them….

Since Qi Ci was sitting on Bian Zhonghua, his clothes were a little messy and loose after the pulling just now. Qi Ci was drunk and confused, and because he had lost the token, his eyes were filled with anger and self-blame.

He stared at Bian Zhonghua with an expression that said ‘I won’t give up until I get the token back’.

‘He’s so stubborn and persistent.‘

Bian Zhonghua suddenly remembered that day was the same one they fell for the scheme that almost separated them. Still, that day, Qi Ci went to the Secret Servant Residence on his own accord, to find Bian Zhonghua. Qi Ci even stubbornly waited for him in front of his wing room’s door for a long, long time.

At that time, even though Qi Ci felt really wronged, he was unwilling to show it. After all, he came to see Bian Zhonghua with a sincere heart. He didn’t even have the intention of blaming Bian Zhonghua for treating him with indifference.

‘Why don’t you just lock him up in your room and tease him until he won’t be able to hide his grievances? Until his stubbornness is defeated? That way, you can hug him close to you and soothe him softly.’

Bian Zhonghua was startled by his own sudden thoughts. He could feel that his thoughts were so messy that even his head began to hurt.

As Bian Zhonghua propped himself up until he could sit up, he reached to push Qi Ci away from him. But as soon as he was about to do that, he heard Qi Ci speak again: “If I can make you laugh, will you give this token to me?”

Bian Zhonghua felt helpless.

‘What are you going to do? Hit your head with a wine jar again?’

While Qi Ci looked around, looking for an empty wine jar, Bian Zhonghua was afraid he’d do something stupid, so he watched his every move closely.

Suddenly, Qi Ci turned back. Since Bian Zhonghua was already sitting up, Qi Ci was no longer on top of him. As they faced each other, ‘Qi Ci’ suddenly smiled and said: “Even though you know this is an illusion, why are you still worried whether I get injured or not?”

That wasn’t the conversation they had that day.

Bian Zhonghua froze, and just when he was about to speak, ‘Qi Ci’ hurried to wrap his arms around Bian Zhonghua’s neck, kissing him all of a sudden!

Bian Zhonghua subconsciously tried to push Qi Ci away. But the sudden feeling of ‘having lost something a long time ago’ at the bottom of his heart became stronger and stronger. While Bian Zhonghua was too concentrated in his inner thoughts, he suddenly smelled the aroma of a seductive spirit, stirring his mind into dizziness and insanity.

Qi Ci’s arms were still tightly wrapped around Bian Zhonghua’s neck, demanding for more kisses. But he soon realized that he wasn’t being kissed back. ‘Qi Ci’ could feel that Bian Zhonghua’s mouth was closed tightly, while his body was as stiff as a stone. Because of this, ‘Qi Ci’ was discouraged to continue and decided to retreat.

When Bian Zhonghua felt that the arms wrapped around his neck were loosening, he quickly covered his aching head with one hand as he pushed ‘Qi Ci’ away with the other in an attempt to separate the two of them.

Once ‘Qi Ci’ finally calmed down, he gritted his teeth. As he raised a somewhat awkward smile, he stumbled: “Don’t be angry with me. I’ll stay away from you from now on. I won’t bother you anymore….”

Each word was said with a vague choked sob, and with a tone that screamed self-deprecation and embarrassment.

As soon as Qi Ci’s words were said, something suddenly bumped into Bian Zhonghua’s chest. While Bian Zhonghua stared at Qi Ci, he realized that what bumped into his chest was love, joy, and addiction. Like the sailing of a lonely boat on the vast sea, as if looking for a chest armor lost in a battlefield sand, it felt as if he was searching for someone who was far, far away.

Bian Zhonghua didn’t understand why he had this feeling, but for some reason, he felt as if something he had forgotten a long time ago had suddenly come back. Like a desperate and sorrowful man, who in the midst of death, accidentally found a Panacea 1 by sheer luck.

When Bian Zhonghua looked at Qi Ci, his trembling right hand caressed his cheek. Then, he closed his eyes and kissed Qi Ci’s lips. This gesture was as light as walking on thin ice.

The first kiss was a careful test, where he mixed their breaths by pecking Qi Ci’s lips with light kisses. Qi Ci involuntarily climbed up Bian Zhonghua’s shoulders as he opened his mouth slightly. This gesture was like an invitation, and since Bian Zhonghua wasn’t trying to restrain himself again, he ruthlessly pried Qi Ci’s mouth open, entangling their tongues together.

But soon, the scene surrounding him changed.

Now, Bian Zhonghua could smell the stench of blood. 

As he opened his eyes violently, he saw an injured person lying in his arms, covered in blood.

But, Bian Zhonghua didn’t know whether this person was Qi Ci or not.

Since he couldn’t see the appearance of the man lying in his arms. 

Even though Bian Zhonghua was obviously close to him, he was still unable to see his face clearly.

At that moment, the man in his arms asked him: “Have you brought plum preserves….?”

Suddenly, an overwhelming sadness strangled Bian Zhonghua’s heart. A type of grief that tormented his entire body. From afar, an incomprehensible mourning cry could be heard as waves of blood erupted in all directions, engulfing Bian Zhonghua completely.

Bian Zhonghua woke up right that instant.

When he regained consciousness, he realized that he was still in Qin Yicang’s room, holding a half-burned incense in his right hand.

BZH finally realized that he has feelings (and great lust) for QC!!!!!!

But wth was that last bit in the illusion????

I’ve set a goal for 2 extra chapters!! ✧*｡٩(๑˙╰╯˙๑)و✧*｡