TLCBITAR Chapter 250

Chapter 250: Welcome Home

Zhou Zhou was pinned against the wall by Pei Yanlie, his sweat-dampened bangs falling over his eyebrows. He squinted, his reddened eyes shimmering with moisture, unsure if it was sweat or tears.

His lips were covered by Pei Yanlie’s hand, allowing only hurried whimpers to escape.

Pei Yanlie leaned down, his voice a husky whisper near his ear: “How does it feel? Are you satisfied?”

Zhou Zhou’s hands were pinned above his head by Pei Yanlie’s strong grip. He struggled a few times, but couldn’t break free. He shook his head wildly, droplets of water flying from his eyes with the movement.

Pei Yanlie released his mouth, instantly replacing his hand with his lips, sealing Zhou Zhou’s slightly parted mouth. Zhou Zhou was forced to tilt his head back, enduring his plundering kiss, feeling his chest about to explode.

The feeling of oxygen deprivation made his entire body tingle, and the legs wrapped around Pei Yanlie’s waist began to weaken and slide down.

Pei Yanlie supported his buttocks with one hand, carrying him to the bed. As soon as Zhou Zhou’s back touched the soft sheets, he instinctively wanted to escape. However, his legs were pinned down by Pei Yanlie, making escape impossible. “Pei Yanlie… Pei Yanlie!”

He called Pei Yanlie’s name over and over, his mind overwhelmed by a heatwave that made him dizzy and disoriented. He wanted to escape this never-ending dream, yet he was afraid that upon waking, he would be alone again.

“I told you, don’t regret it.”

The desire churning in Pei Yanlie’s eyes was unconcealed, making it hard to look directly at him.

Through his blurred vision, Zhou Zhou turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, inexplicably saying, “Pei Yanlie, there’s an earthquake. The whole world is shaking.”

He turned back, tremblingly reaching out to touch the throbbing veins on Pei Yanlie’s forehead. “I’m dizzy, I want to throw up.”

In the end, he didn’t throw up anything. His body was utterly exhausted, unable to lift even a finger.

Pei Yanlie carried him into the bathroom, sealing his swollen lips with a deep, throat-penetrating kiss. “Xiao Zhou, have you returned?”

Zhou Zhou leaned against his chest, not quite hearing his words. He rubbed his chin against Pei Yanlie’s neck, his throat so hoarse he could barely speak. He blinked wearily and whispered, “What should I do? I want to sleep.”

“Sleep then, I’m here.”

Pei Yanlie turned on the warm water, helping him wash his body. Seeing the red marks he had left all over his skin, he exhaled in satisfaction.

The sound of water gurgled, Zhou Zhou tried to keep his eyes open, biting hard at the soft flesh inside his mouth, muttering softly, “Can’t sleep, you don’t keep your word.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to sleep?”

The low, husky voice carried a hint of danger. Pei Yanlie tightened his arms, holding Zhou Zhou’s smooth lower back tightly.

Zhou Zhou pursed his lips, only letting out a low “hmph” through his nose, not directly answering his question.

Pei Yanlie lowered his gaze to the boy clinging to him, knowing he lacked a sense of security. What he had to do was give him enough security to completely break free from the illusory dream and return to reality.

“It seems I haven’t been working hard enough.”

…

Three days later, Zhou Zhou’s blood test results showed that all the R Particles had been cleared from his body. He was transferred from the infection ward’s intensive care unit to a high-end private room, his eyes following Pei Yanlie’s movements, fearing he would disappear at any moment.

“Knock knock knock.”

“Doctor’s rounds.”

A familiar male voice sounded outside the door. Pei Yanlie got up and opened the door. Director Yao entered the room with two nurses, to routinely examine Zhou Zhou.

“Vitals are stable, he can be discharged tomorrow.” Director Yao opened the latest test results, breathing a sigh of relief.

Although Zhou Zhou’s body wasn’t in any major danger, the aftereffects of the R Particle re-infection were unpredictable. For example, its strong hallucinogenic functions had caused psychological problems for Zhou Zhou.

He lacked security, and showed signs of depression and self-harm. Most importantly, Pei Yanlie’s every move had a huge impact on him.

If Pei Yanlie disappeared from his sight for more than five seconds, he couldn’t stop crying, as if he had lost the whole world, and he was immersed in great despair and sorrow.

After trying it once, Pei Yanlie never left his side, even leaving the bathroom door open when he went.

Regarding this situation, Director Yao’s suggestion was to receive systematic psychological treatment. Pei Yanlie quickly found the most famous psychiatrist in the Starry Sky, and started his treatment.

Zhou Zhou was very obedient at first, but after experiencing a hypnotic return to the dream, his rejection of the psychiatrist became visible to the naked eye. He showed great resistance just seeing his figure, refusing to accept treatment.

On this day, the psychiatrist, who was about fifty years old, was stopped at the door of the ward.

“Pei Yanlie, are you trying to shatter my dream? I don’t want to go back, don’t let me wake up! Make him leave!” Zhou Zhou’s pupils trembled violently, the fear in his eyes piercing Pei Yanlie’s heart. He put his arms around him and soothed him softly, until his emotions stabilized, then coaxed, “Xiao Zhou, be good. One last time. After this treatment, we’ll go home, okay?”

The psychiatrist stood calmly at the door, disagreeing, “General Pei, his psychological problems cannot be solved in one or two sessions. You shouldn’t spoil him so much, it will only worsen his condition.”

Zhou Zhou raised his hand to cover Pei Yanlie’s mouth, and roared fiercely at the psychiatrist, “What’s your purpose? Are you just so displeased to see Pei Yanlie and I together! I don’t need treatment. Whether I live or die is none of your business. Get out! Don’t come again!”

Pei Yanlie pressed his face into his chest, and said calmly, “You can go back first, he’s very emotionally unstable right now.”

The psychiatrist frowned tightly and sighed. “General, the hallucinogenic aftereffects caused by R Particles are not that simple. Don’t let it develop. Although all the R Particles in his body have been cleared, you shouldn’t avoid treatment.”

“I know, you go back today, I’ll contact you another day.” Pei Yanlie quickly patted the person in his arms, seeing him suddenly tense up, and whispered, “It’s okay, no one will ever separate us again.”

Zhou Zhou raised his head slightly, his wet phoenix eyes showing panic and full of dependence. He reached out and hugged Pei Yanlie’s neck, sticking out his tongue to lick the other’s chin, and only “hmmed” dully after the psychiatrist left.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for discharge. Zhou Zhou followed Pei Yanlie into the hovercar. “Pei Yanlie, how long can you stay with me?”

These days, Pei Yanlie had tossed him around so much that the bones in his body were about to fall apart. He was so tired that he had to fall asleep.

Fortunately, when he woke up, Pei Yanlie was still by his side, never leaving.

“A lifetime.”

Pei Yanlie touched his head, answering seriously and solemnly.

Zhou Zhou hooked his lips and showed the first smile since waking up. He squeezed Pei Yanlie’s hand and shook it. “It’s a deal, a lifetime.”

After returning to Pei Yanlie’s house, Zhou Zhou’s heart finally settled down. “Am I really not dreaming?”

“It’s not a dream, you’re back.”

Even though Zhou Zhou repeated this sentence no less than a hundred times, Pei Yanlie still responded patiently.

Zhou Zhou walked to the entrance, picked up the green plant he had bought on a whim. “Pei Yanlie, it’s actually blooming.”

Pei Yanlie hugged him from behind, and let out a deep murmur from his chest, “Welcome home, my treasure.”