TEMBMBIWB Chapter 58
by VolareTan Zhui’s last shred of reason was swallowed up; he didn’t know what had come over him today.
He had completely lost all self-control.
It seemed that every bone and drop of blood in his body craved the touch of the youth, craved his body heat, craved the sweet scent of hibiscus.
Tan Zhui’s mind was in complete chaos; he cried out, his neck muscles straining.
What slid down his cheeks was both tears and sweat.
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The next morning, when Tan Zhui regained consciousness, the soreness in his body was self-evident.
He slowly sat up, instinctively touching his almost broken waist.
There was no uncomfortable stickiness on his body, so the youth must have helped him clean up while he was sleeping.
Tan Zhui lowered his eyes and looked at his body. There was hardly a place that could be seen; it was still covered with a dense network of blue, purple, and red marks, which looked somewhat shocking.
No wonder he had passed out so many times last night.
There was a faint scent of medicine on him, so Hibiscus must have applied ointment.
Tan Zhui washed himself, dressed neatly, and covered all the marks on his body, leaving only a few inconspicuous ones on his neck.
After he finished getting ready, the youth came in with breakfast.
The White Deer Immortal liked to eat fish, especially the Fish Dragons abundant in the Nine Heavens, but there were no such precious things in the You Ming Land. So, the Little Immortal of the Hibiscus went to a village near the Blue Sea to buy some fish.
The fish from the Blue Sea were very beautiful, and they tasted good, with soft flesh and very little fishy smell.
Tan Zhui was the first to pick up a bowl of fish stew. The fish soup was very delicious; he couldn’t wait to take a sip and immediately squinted happily, like a cat that had gotten a treat.
Sui Chunsheng smiled as he watched him enjoy it and didn’t forget to say, “Master, these wontons are made with shrimp, they taste very good too, save some room for them.”
Tan Zhui gave a satisfied hum, and after eating half a bowl, he focused his attention on the shrimp wontons on the side.
Sui Chunsheng hadn’t served himself any just now. Seeing that his master had put down his bowl and wasn’t eating anymore, he consciously picked up the leftovers.
Tan Zhui scooped up a wonton and put it in his mouth. The wonton was soft and smooth, sliding into his mouth with a faint salty fragrance. His teeth broke the skin, the shrimp meat was slightly springy, and the taste was just right.
Before long, he had eaten half a bowl.
His stomach was already a little full, and he looked a bit regretful.
Sui Chunsheng smiled and finished the remaining wontons.
Tan Zhui leaned back in his chair, his whole body relaxed. His eyes were slightly closed, looking lazy.
When the youth returned after clearing the table, he saw Tan Zhui leaning against the back of the chair, half asleep.
He couldn’t help but chuckle lightly; he had really been tormented last night.
Tan Zhui was half-dreaming, but he smelled a fragrance and immediately opened his eyes.
Before him was a sugar cake in the youth’s hand. When the youth saw that he was awake, he handed him a piece.
Although Tan Zhui had just eaten breakfast, he didn’t mind filling the gaps.
The sweetness flooded his mouth; the outside of the sugar cake was crispy and oily.
He ate again with a satisfied expression, squinting as he looked at the small courtyard outside.
Several thin white butterflies had come to the courtyard, flying around the blooming pear tree. Sometimes their figures overlapped, as if they were playing.
The youth looked at Tan Zhui, whose cheeks were bulging from eating, and couldn’t help but step forward and kiss him on the cheek.
Tan Zhui was stunned for a moment, but didn’t struggle.
Since last night, the youth had become bolder.
His gaze was not at all restrained; he would kiss him from time to time.
Tan Zhui felt somewhat helpless, but he didn’t want to refuse.
He looked at the small path in the distance; it seemed that the figures of them walking hand-in-hand were still vaguely visible.
The youth kissed him on the cheek again, and only stopped when Tan Zhui gently pushed him away.
Just then, a sound and a cry came from the courtyard.
Sui Chunsheng then remembered the piglet that had been locked in the woodshed last night.
Tan Zhui also reacted, saying, “Let’s call Grandma Qiqige over and have her see if this thing is edible.”
Sui Chunsheng was stunned for a moment, “Doesn’t Master never eat pork?”
Tan Zhui raised an eyebrow, “That’s right.”
He had been too angry just now, so he forgot that he didn’t eat pork at all.
The two of them called Grandma Qiqige over to see what this piglet actually was.
The piglet actually looked more like a dog because its fur was too long, and it didn’t have the prickly stiffness of pig hair. Only its round pig nose and curled tail showed that it was a pig.
As soon as Grandma Qiqige saw it, she smiled and said, “Oh, it’s a Dang Kang beast.”
Tan Zhui frowned, seeming to remember something. The Dang Kang, also known as the “Tooth Pig,” was an auspicious beast, but a Dang Kang should have blue fur all over.
Grandma Qiqige said, “This Dang Kang beast is still small, so its fur is still pure white. As it gets bigger, it will gradually turn blue.”
“This little thing is not malicious and won’t hurt anyone. On the contrary, it will change the luck of the people around it, it’s a little guy who can bring good fortune.”
She couldn’t help but look at Tan Zhui, and said softly, “Found in Little Zhui’s room?”
Tan Zhui nodded.
Grandma Qiqige smiled, her smile seeming to have a deeper meaning.
“What’s wrong, is there anything unusual?” Tan Zhui asked in surprise.
Grandma Qiqige smiled and said, “This Dang Kang beast also has another name – the Marriage Beast.”
Tan Zhui was stunned, his eyes wide.
Grandma Qiqige: “I see, Little Zhui must have great luck in love recently.”
As she spoke, she glanced meaningfully at the youth beside her.
Tan Zhui’s whole face flushed, and he whispered, “No, there’s no such thing as love.”
Grandma Qiqige laughed loudly, “Today everyone is going to the Blue Sea to fish, you two young people, do you want to go watch the excitement?”
Tan Zhui, “Is there anything special about fishing in the Blue Sea?”
Grandma Qiqige: “Of course there is. In our village, every time there is a fish tide, everyone goes fishing together, no matter if they are men or women. If you catch a Long-tailed Pangolin Fish, you can propose to the person you like.”
Sui Chunsheng said in surprise, “Really? Just one fish?”
Grandma Qiqige: “This Long-tailed Pangolin Fish is not an ordinary fish. It is a fiery red fish that only exists in the Blue Sea, like a sunset on fire in the evening. Legend says that whoever catches it can find someone to spend their life with.”
“Moreover, it’s not something that can be seen every fish tide. Sometimes it is not seen even once in a hundred years. It’s a rare thing.”
Sui Chunsheng couldn’t help but look at the person beside him and reached out to tug at his sleeve.
“Master…Brother, let’s go.”
The youth originally wanted to blurt out “Master,” but suddenly remembered that they were supposed to be hiding their identities here, so he used “Brother” instead.
Tan Zhui was clearly startled by his form of address; this “Brother” had softened his heart.
Grandma Qiqige looked at the two of them with a smile and said, “Little Zhui, just go with your brother. It’s a lot of fun.”
“If either of you can catch a Long-tailed Pangolin Fish, it will also be witnessed by the god of marriage.”
Tan Zhui lowered his eyes, wanting to say that they weren’t that kind of relationship, but there was no way to explain.
In everyone’s eyes, in this Sunset Village, they were just a couple of lovers; why bother explaining so much?
Sui Chunsheng shook his sleeve, a pair of round, apricot eyes looking at him with tears in them.
Tan Zhui’s heart softened, and he smiled gently, “Okay, let’s go together.”
Sui Chunsheng immediately smiled, a bright smile, and couldn’t help but take his hand and kiss it.
Tan Zhui’s face immediately turned red, as if it was about to drip blood.
He almost yelled at him for being presumptuous but met Grandma Qiqige’s smiling eyes.
Unable to lash out, he just glared at the youth.
Grandma Qiqige: “They’ll be going out to sea at the hour of Si (9-11 AM), so you two get ready and come along.”
With that, she waved her sleeve and walked away, leaning on her cane.
Tan Zhui gave her a slight nod, and after the old woman had walked away, he turned to look at the youth beside him.
Sui Chunsheng blinked innocently, “Master, why are you looking at your disciple like that?”
Tan Zhui: “You still know I’m your master.”
Sui Chunsheng smiled, “Of course, Master will always be Master. The person I love has always been Master, this won’t change, and I won’t forget it.”
The youth’s straightforward words extinguished his anger inexplicably; he frowned, but couldn’t say anything harsh.
Sui Chunsheng took his hand, caressing it in his palm.
Thin calluses rubbed against his fingers, seemingly carrying intense emotions, drilling into his flesh.
The youth’s voice was low, “Master, at least here, let’s just be ourselves, okay?”
“Just be me and you.”
Tan Zhui met the youth’s slightly red eyes; the tears he had been holding back were flowing in the youth’s eyes, even more watery.
The youth took his hand and whispered this rebellious sentence: “Master, here, love your disciple a little.”
Tan Zhui felt a pang in his heart, he wished he could too.
He wished he didn’t love.
The high walls he had struggled for so long to build collapsed at this moment.
Yes, he loved him, he had always loved him.
Perhaps even before the youth, he had been the first to overstep the line.
Tan Zhui lowered his eyes, a drop of hot tears sliding down, like a crystal-clear piece of glass.
He whispered, “Okay.”
Sui Chunsheng’s heart trembled; he almost cried with joy, He sniffled and hugged the person in front of him.
For the first time, Tan Zhui didn’t want to struggle; he relaxed and leaned into the youth’s embrace.
For the first time, he openly accepted the youth’s feelings, and his own.
Even though it was all like a fleeting dream, even though he would leave sooner or later, and even though it would all end one day.
The White Deer Immortal still wanted to ignore it all for once, to be “us” just once.
The youth cupped his face in his hands, using his thumb to wipe away the tears at the corners of his eyes.
“Master cried,” he said in a muffled voice.
Tan Zhui said, “This Master didn’t cry.”
Sui Chunsheng chuckled, “Ah Master, you’re the most two-faced person.”
Tan Zhui was still persistent, “This Master does not cry.”
Sui Chunsheng hummed, slowly raising his face and leaning in close.
Tan Zhui instinctively closed his eyes, but the youth only kissed his eyes.
The youth gently kissed the corners of his eyes, very gently, taking away the moisture under his eyes, carefully obliterating those hot tears.
Sui Chunsheng sighed softly, “Master doesn’t cry.”
“These are the tears of your disciple.”
His voice was a little choked, and he couldn’t help but embrace him, his strength great as if wanting to merge with him.
The youth still cried, his sobs low, burying his head in Tan Zhui’s shoulder, his body trembling slightly.
He said, “You are mine now, right?”
Tan Zhui answered, “Yes.”
He said, “I am yours now, right?”
Tan Zhui answered, “Yes.”
He said, “Us?”
Tan Zhui answered, “Us.”
The youth cupped his face and gently kissed him.
Just a light, fragmented kiss.
Tan Zhui’s heart beat faster and faster; for the first time, he boldly extended his tongue to break through the youth’s teeth.
The moment they touched the tip of each other’s tongues, they both trembled.
Tan Zhui’s actions were actually a little awkward, carrying a bit of timidity, softly, blindly, hesitantly, curling up the youth’s tongue, his breathing becoming a little rapid.
Sui Chunsheng hugged him tighter, no longer able to restrain himself, and took the initiative.
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