After the Breakup, He Washed Away the Memories Chapter 87

Chapter 87

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In early spring March, with grass growing and birds singing, even Planet U was filled with spring. Rong Qiu’s villa remained the same, delicate and beautiful among a group of similar villas. The seedlings in the garden outside had gradually grown strong, enduring a whole winter, with rose branches covered in tiny thorns, and the lush green leaves clustered around tender flowers.

Because the first blooms were too delicate, Qin Muye planned to trim them one by one.

Watching him trim, Rong Qiu felt a bit reluctant.

“It’s the first time they’ve bloomed…”

He had personally planted the seeds, although Qin Muye had been taking care of them, these few flowers also had his effort.

The spring breeze was gentle, and under the warm sunshine, the wind felt warm. Rong Qiu’s hairstyle was slightly messy from the breeze, but even so, as Rong Qiu watched, especially when he spoke, his oval eyes squinted slightly, making him look unusually gentle.

Qin Muye explained gently, “The first blooms will consume all the nutrients the plant has obtained. If we don’t trim them, these plants won’t thrive.”

Although he said so, Qin Muye didn’t immediately trim them, as Rong Qiu’s eyes seemed too reluctant.

It was as if he was cutting something more than just an ordinary flower.

Qin Muye suddenly put away the scissors. “Let’s not trim them.”

“!” Rong Qiu’s eyes lit up.

Qin Muye said straightforwardly, “Planting flowers is for you to like them. If you don’t like something, there’s no need to do it.”

“Oh.” The corners of Rong Qiu’s mouth twitched slightly.

His toes pressed against a small piece of gravel on the ground, his legs straight and slender, the cuffs of his pants revealing delicate wrist bones and ankles. Under the sunlight, they were white and delicate, with his hair lightly covering his eyelids.

He thought of what Qin Muye had said.

“Alright, let’s trim them after all. Otherwise, they’ll always be stunted.”

“Really trim them?”

“I understand the reasoning, it’s just that subtle reluctance is haunting me.” Rong Qiu glanced away, as if pretending not to see would ease his heartache. “Hurry up, cutting them will definitely make them as strong as the others.”

Rong Qiu was referring to the large pot of O-star roses Qin Muye had given him before.

Because the five-gallon pot wasn’t big enough, Qin Muye had just moved it to the outside nursery a while ago.

Now, they were growing well, lush and green, with many tender shoots.

Qin Muye smiled softly.

He nodded gently.

***

The two returned from the nursery, while Zhao Nanchen squatted pitifully on the ground peeling garlic.

Rong Qin was washing vegetables on the side. Fortunately, Rong Qiu’s kitchen was large, otherwise, the three big men would have crowded the place. Speaking of three, there was another one, Zhao Dongqi.

Zhao Dongqi was cooking.

This was Zhao Dongqi’s eighth day on Planet U. For the past seven days, he and the staff of the psychological research institute had been providing free psychological counseling for the volunteers here. People who had been on the battlefield often had dark places in their hearts, but fortunately, the people in the volunteer army had a lot of experience. They had grown up under the shadow of sea bandits since childhood, so they were already happy to be able to fight against sea bandits.

But even so, Zhao Dongqi stayed for several more days.

Rong Qin hesitated a bit. “You brought people all the way here, and you don’t agree to take money. I really don’t know how to thank you.”

Zhao Dongqi had a gentle appearance, usually wearing glasses when reading documents, but now he didn’t need them. With a spatula in one hand and seasonings in the other, his cooking movements were extremely skilled. After hearing Rong Qin’s words, Zhao Dongqi just smiled with pursed lips.

Zhao Nanchen, on the other hand, pouted beside him, his mind already filled with bullet comments.

His brother was so stingy.

And he had a bad memory. Apart from Rong Qin and his brother’s decades-long friendship, if it were someone else, this friendship would have long been mercilessly forgotten.

The three of them cooked in the kitchen, each with their own thoughts.

Rong Qiu put away the tools for trimming flowers into the toolbox, and Qin Muye followed closely, like Rong Qiu’s shadow. As Rong Qiu turned around, he almost bumped into Qin Muye’s chest.

“Does it hurt?”

Qin Muye rubbed Rong Qiu’s nose.

Rong Qiu’s heart beat a little faster. He changed the subject, “Is it not good to let guests cook…”

Guests had come, but he hadn’t taken the opportunity to be a good host. Instead, he let Zhao Dongqi and Zhao Nanchen busy themselves in the kitchen until now. Moreover, he could smell the tempting aroma coming from the kitchen. The smell was too tempting; even Rong Qiu, who usually had no appetite, couldn’t help but swallow his saliva a few times.

“They’re willing. If Qiuqiu feels sorry, why not let them stay a few more days? We can entertain them properly later?”

Qin Muye liked seeing Rong Qiu like this.

So lively, putting so much heart into everything, big or small.

Qin Muye twiddled with Rong Qiu’s fingertips and added with a smile, “The guest room downstairs just became available.”

Qin Muye now lived with Rong Qiu in the master bedroom. At first, there was some restraint, but they were both adults. After being honest with each other, they naturally did what adults should do. Now, the two of them have become much more relaxed.

Rong Qiu nodded repeatedly.

He sat on the sofa in slippers, and when he was in a good mood, he couldn’t help but prop his feet up on the sofa.

Lazily, like a very comfortable cat.

Qin Muye was overjoyed and pulled him into his arms. Rong Qiu stiffened slightly, obediently lying in his arms. The alpha’s breath fell on his neck, and Rong Qiu’s Adam’s apple rolled as he leaned against it, whispering softly if they could skip doing it tonight.

“What’s wrong?”

“The mech design drawings haven’t been finished yet.”

“Okay.”

Whatever Rong Qiu said, Qin Muye would agree, obediently like a consort always waiting for Rong Qiu’s favor.

Rong Qiu felt sweet and happy in his heart.

Qin Muye raised his hand to tidy up his hair. Rong Qiu’s hair was thick and soft, slightly curly at the ends because it was a bit long. It complemented his porcelain-like skin, making his features handsome and attractive.

Rong Qiu’s head was nestled in the crook of his shoulder, and when he tilted his head up, he saw Qin Muye nodding at him.

Qin Muye’s serious gaze made Rong Qiu blush inexplicably.

Feeling embarrassed, Rong Qiu averted his gaze.

Qin Muye suddenly smiled briefly and lightly pinched Rong Qiu’s earlobe.

“Alright, let’s eat.”

***

Today was still the day of Qin Zexi’s trial in the Federal Military Court.

It was even the first time the Federation had opened a public military trial. Public trials were not uncommon, but broadcasting military cases nationwide was a first.

However, Rong Qin behaved as usual, and he even tuned Rong Qiu’s large TV to the military channel.

A table full of food, and a live broadcast of the military trial.

It was like two different worlds.

Since Qin Zexi was taken over by the military, they hadn’t seen him again. Now that Qin Zexi had regained consciousness, the Federation arranged for him to sit in a wheelchair and face the judgment of the entire Federation.

The internet had already stirred up a storm of blood and violence.

[I used to admire him so much. How could the Federation’s first S-rank alpha turn out like this?! IP: First Military District]

[Who didn’t? I’m really angry. Just the thought of him colluding with sea pirates is simply deserving of death! Can he be sentenced to death? Such people should be shot dead!! IP: Seventh Military District]

[I feel like our Commander Qin has been implicated by him. Otherwise, why would he resign QAQ IP: Thirteenth Military District.]

[Forget about Commander Qin, I feel nauseous just thinking about these S-rank alphas. In my opinion, none of these higher-level alphas are any good!! IP: Sixth Military District]

Rong Qiu took a moment to look at his phone and was instantly angered by these comments.

Qin Zexi was Qin Zexi, and Qin Muye was Qin Muye.

Why should the two be lumped together for discussion?

Qin Muye noticed Rong Qiu’s discomfort.

He reached out to press down Rong Qiu’s phone and gently shook his head at him.

Signaling him that it’s okay.

The military court was extremely solemn and solemn. Even though they were watching it through the TV, they could still sense the tension and suppression in the courtroom.

In the end, Qin Zexi was sentenced to death for endangering national security, with particularly heinous circumstances and causing significant harm to the Federation and its people. The whole table had already anticipated Qin Zexi’s outcome–

Death penalty, with all property confiscated.

[Is it really the death penalty? I feel anxious for some reason… IP: First Military District]

[What’s there to feel anxious about? Doesn’t the Federation hand out death penalties every year? When those ordinary beta criminals are sentenced to death, why don’t you feel anxious then? It’s just because Qin Zexi is an S-rank alpha. When it comes down to it, it’s always alpha supremacy. IP: Tenth Military District]

[I just feel like it’s what he deserves. Aren’t the lives of so many people in the Thirteenth Military District worth anything? IP: Thirteenth Military District]

The internet was buzzing.

Sometimes when the court sentenced an ordinary-level alpha, netizens could argue for a whole day, let alone Qin Zexi, who was an S-rank alpha.

In the end, it all came back to the frequently mentioned topic–equality.

Everyone present knew how things would end.

Even though Zhao Nanchen, Zhao Dongqi, and Qin Muye were all alphas, they felt extremely uncomfortable. On the other hand, Rong Qin and Rong Qiu, the two betas, looked calm. They ate more at this meal than the others, and in the end, Rong Qiu sent them all to sit on the sofa, while Qin Muye stayed behind to help him clean up the dishes.

“Qiuqiu.”

“Yeah?” Rong Qiu stacked the dishes neatly and put them into the dishwasher one by one.

“Do you like this Federation?”

Rong Qiu’s hands paused.

He raised his face, his eyes clear and bright, as if they could suck in a person’s soul.

“Does it matter whether I like it or not?”

The Federation had become like this, they were just a drop of water in the ocean, a grain of sand in the desert.

Rong Qiu didn’t clearly express his attitude, but Qin Muye already understood.

***

Spring days were changeable, with a few days of sunshine followed by light rain.

The rain of spring was pitter-pattering.

At five o’clock in the morning, Rong Qiu was awakened by the sound of rain. He turned over in the alpha’s arms, but was tightly held by the alpha again.

They made loud noises last night, and his eyes were still swollen.

Quietly feeling the numbness in his limbs, Rong Qiu remembered how no matter what he said last night, Qin Muye didn’t let him go. The more he cried, the fiercer Qin Muye’s gaze became, and he was firmly pinned down, completely unaware that his tear-stained face was arousing Qin Muye’s desires.

That kind of aggressively suppressed gaze, made Rong Qiu feel like he was being dissected.

Three hours passed, and Qin Muye still looked energetic.

Because of Rong Qiu’s movement, he quickly woke up. Last night, he was dealing with things in the study, and when he came back, it was already eleven o’clock. Rong Qiu hadn’t slept yet, so they had a bout.

“Woke up so early, Qiuqiu, are you still going to sleep?”

The man’s chest emitted a very low magnetic resonance.

Rong Qiu shook his head in Qin Muye’s arms. “I’m not going to sleep.”

“I’m sleepy, will you accompany me, Qiuqiu?”

“…”

With the rain clearing and the warm breeze, Qin Muye once again pulled Rong Qiu close.

The man’s large palm gently massaged his waist, and Rong Qiu was hugged by Qin Muye. His slightly sore waist was instantly relieved and felt very comfortable. Rong Qiu hummed softly and curled up. He grabbed his phone from the bedside table, and in the gentle spring light, his face exuded a faint glow.

However, after flipping through it a few times, Rong Qiu immediately sat up in bed.

Dozens of high-ranking officials in the Federation were reported.

Rong Qiu was familiar with the names of these high-ranking officials.

So, it was obvious who the informants were.

Seeing Rong Qiu’s phone screen, Qin Muye helped him pull up the bedding.

“Were you busy with this last night?”

“Yeah.”

“You don’t have to do this.”

“I want to.”

Rong Qiu propped himself up with one arm, looking at Qin Muye who was still smiling at him warmly. Suddenly, Rong Qiu couldn’t make a sound in his throat. He wanted to laugh but couldn’t, and tears gathered in his eyes.

Tearing apart from the Federation, Qin Muye didn’t need to do this.

Equality.

It was much more difficult than fighting bandits.

“Don’t cry.”

Qin Muye cooed softly, his voice shallow. He grabbed the last few tissues from the bedside and gently wiped the corners of Rong Qiu’s eyes, catching sight of something. He lifted his leg and tucked Rong Qiu’s foot back under the blanket.

It wasn’t cold in the spring, but he still held onto Rong Qiu’s foot, earnestly warming up Rong Qiu’s slightly chilly feet.

Once warmed up, he spoke.

But his voice carried an unspoken heartache and comfort.

“Qiuqiu, don’t cry anymore in the future.”

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