After Being Transformed Into Cannon Fodder For Death, The Heartthrob Chapter 26
byYe Qingyun immediately and quietly climbed out of bed, silently slipping into the bathroom and closing the door.
This bathroom was not one of those frosted, transparent types. On the contrary, it had excellent light and sound insulation, which was why Ye Qingyun dared to sneak in to carry out his plan.
Inside the bathroom, there were razor blades provided by the hotel, which were enough for Ye Qingyun to do what he intended.
Ye Qingyun looked at the blade and tried lightly scratching it across his finger. A layer of skin immediately broke, and the pain made him shiver, clearing his chaotic mind somewhat.
No, this was too difficult for a delicate and weak technician like him to attempt.
For him, scaling a fish was already hard enough; now he actually had to cut his own skin. Did he even have the skill for that?
Ye Qingyun asked the System: [I’m panicking. System, can you help me block the pain sensation?]
The System hesitated: [It is possible… but there isn’t enough energy to provide so many services simultaneously. You can only choose two.]
If he chose pain blocking, he couldn’t choose immediate hemostasis and scent masking, making it highly likely that Gu Shenyuan would discover him.
[Then forget it,] Ye Qingyun said.
Ye Qingyun stood still in front of the mirror, thinking for a long time. He lifted his shirt, turned around, and looked at his back.
Great, the Tattoo had expanded a little again.
Would this Tattoo eventually cover his whole body? It really was better to try this sooner rather than later. If the Tattoo got any bigger, he might truly lose the courage to try.
…But in reality, he didn’t have much courage now either.
Ye Qingyun didn’t know how long he stood there contemplating before he finally put his hand behind his back.
Just before Ye Qingyun made his move, he heard a slight sound from the bathroom door. Startled, Ye Qingyun turned to look and saw the bathroom door quietly opening a crack.
The room outside was dark, with no lights on. A tall, slender figure stood outside the bathroom door. Their distinctly black and white eyes were illuminated by the bathroom light, staring at him unblinkingly, their gaze seeming to condense into ice.
It was Gu Shenyuan.
Ye Qingyun’s legs went soft in that instant. He inappropriately felt like a hapless soul caught red-handed by his lover while secretly getting an abortion.
Ye Qingyun quickly lowered his shirt to cover the Tattoo and blustered: “How could you… how could you open the door without knocking? What if I was showering? What if I was using the toilet?”
Gu Shenyuan ignored his question and said coldly: “What are you doing?”
Ye Qingyun hid the hand holding the blade behind his back: “N-nothing. Trimming my hair, it’s too long.”
Ye Qingyun was too nervous, and his words slipped out without thought. The moment he spoke, he realized something was wrong.
Who uses a razor blade to trim hair? Why didn’t he just say he was shaving!
Gu Shenyuan opened the door and walked in expressionlessly. He pinned Ye Qingyun with one hand and easily snatched the razor blade with the other.
“Trimming your hair?” Gu Shenyuan asked.
Ye Qingyun nodded, watching the sharp blade in Gu Shenyuan’s hand instantly melt into a puddle of water and then vanish.
Gu Shenyuan slightly increased the pressure on Ye Qingyun’s arm, pushing him onto a small stool to sit down, and placed one hand on Ye Qingyun’s neck.
If Gu Shenyuan applied any more force, Ye Qingyun might be instantly decapitated.
Ye Qingyun recalled the killing intent when Gu Shenyuan destroyed the blade, feeling deeply threatened. He nervously asked the System in his mind: [System! Can I still resurrect after he kills me? Will I just die permanently!]
The System was also panicking: [Ah, are you going to die now! I’ll go prepare immediately!]
Is preparing now even fast enough!
Ye Qingyun was about to vomit blood. Feeling Gu Shenyuan’s strength and his Ability swirling around his head, he quickly tried to figure out how to make Gu Shenyuan spare him.
However, before Ye Qingyun could formulate his words, Gu Shenyuan released his neck.
“Done. Go back to sleep,” Gu Shenyuan said.
Done? What was done?
Ye Qingyun stood up in confusion and saw in the mirror that his hair was shorter.
Apparently, Gu Shenyuan had done as he said, helping him shorten his hair, and it looked quite good.
“Your Ability can do that too? I didn’t even see any hair fragments fall down!” Ye Qingyun exclaimed. “So, do you usually cut your own hair?”
“Go to sleep,” Gu Shenyuan repeated.
Ye Qingyun walked toward the bathroom door. Before stepping out, he looked back and saw Gu Shenyuan inspecting the items inside the bathroom.
Sharp, dangerous, and potentially harmful objects were being ruthlessly destroyed.
A strong premonition rose in Ye Qingyun’s heart.
Although Gu Shenyuan hadn’t explicitly said it, he clearly guessed what Ye Qingyun had been trying to do. Ye Qingyun might never touch a blade again, losing the chance to try and cut the Tattoo off.
Gu Shenyuan would protect him airtightly, watching him constantly, preventing him from doing anything foolish again.
Ye Qingyun remembered the contents of the posts he had read earlier—the miserable lives of past Humanoid Weapons who learned to love.
Gu Shenyuan was powerful. He was born to be the center of attention, meant to be high above, accepting everyone’s adoration, and should not have a weakness.
Should he just leave like this, choosing to accept Gu Shenyuan’s protection, pretending nothing had happened, and living peacefully?
No, he did not want this false tranquility.
Ye Qingyun stopped, turned around, and asked directly: “Is there nothing you want to say to me?”
Gu Shenyuan turned back to look at him, his eyes dark. After a moment of silence, he slowly shook his head.
Ye Qingyun took a deep breath and made another attempt at probing: “I found information that the plant used for the Tattoo is poisonous. The toxins are hidden in the Tattoo area. I need to get it off, or you—you help me get it off.”
Hearing Ye Qingyun’s words, Gu Shenyuan smiled, the expression inscrutable.
“Don’t you know if it’s poisonous?” Gu Shenyuan asked.
Gu Shenyuan’s gaze was already deeply unsettling. Ye Qingyun forced himself to answer: “I know, yes, it’s poisonous.”
Then Ye Qingyun watched as Gu Shenyuan walked closer, standing right in front of him. His dark eyes were bottomless, and he tore through Ye Qingyun’s lie with blunt words: “Haven’t you already guessed that this isn’t a plant at all… but the Tattoo I gave you?”