Chapter 101 Fireworks
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Shen Shu was lying on the side of his neck, not making a peep.
There was a feeling of wetness spreading on his shoulders.
The birds outside were calling out while the room was silent.
Ye Yunlan’s body was as rigid as a sculpture, and the hand that wanted to push Shen Shu away stopped.
Shen Shu’s back was trembling.
He was like a small animal hiding from the thunder of a rainstorm in his arms. It made him soaked, and he hesitated.
Ye Yunlan was frozen for a long time, then raised his hand and patted his back.
His brows were deeply furrowed, and his rosy lips were still glowing with moisture, making his face extremely pale in contrast. He muttered: “Shen Shu, how could you… have such an idea.”
How could you give birth to the idea of whether he was similar to his former dao companion?
How could he feel that as long as he was identical to the person in his memory, he could do… that kind of thing to him?
Shen Shu was still burying his head in his shoulders. He didn’t raise his head, his voice slightly hoarse: “If we aren’t similar, how can Master tolerate me all this time?” He held Ye Yunlan in his hand. “I just want Master to be in good health.”
The darkness surging around seemed to perceive his emotions and stretched out a strand to wrap around Ye Yunlan’s sleeves.
Ye Yunlan: “Foolish.”
Shen Shu: “I’m not being foolish. If Master treating me as another person makes Master willing to accept me to heal you, I can learn it. I can learn his movements and his voice. I can learn to be him… and be good to Master.”
How could a person go about learning to be themselves?
Ye Yunlan felt ridiculous. He pushed Shen Shu slightly away from his embrace. Holding his shoulders, he said, “Shen Shu, are you looking at me?”
Shen Shu’s eyes were red, and he looked up at him slightly.
Ye Yunlan said solemnly: “I am your master. I’m good to you only because you are you. There is no other reason.”
Shen Shu listened, but there was no smile on his face. A pair of red eyes stared at him as if a pool of water was inside that would flow out from a minuscule shake. He slowly said: “Master, are you looking at me too?”
Ye Yunlan looked at him.
Shen Shu’s eyelashes trembled. He closed his eyes and opened them again. The lake in his eyes was gone, and they became abysmal and heavy. Evil hostility overflowed from them, making people looking in it feel like they could see a field of corpses.
Ye Yunlan was in a trance briefly.
The face of the person in front of him overlapped with a hideous ghost face for a moment.
“Am I very similar to him?” he heard Shen Shu gently ask, “Master, can you really…distinguish us?”
Ye Yunlan was silent.
How could he tell Shen Shu that the person he thought he was similar to was actually himself?
Then, he asked himself another question that Shen Shu asked just now.
——Could he tell the difference?
Were Shen Shu and the Demon Lord the same person?
Could he really… distinguish them?
He had changed Shen Shu, who had never experienced the things in the future. In the future, would he still be the same person in his memory?
If they were the same person, where did the original Demon Lord go? Where should he put the person in his memory? He changed Shen Shu and changed himself. Did he also completely lose the person he knew well?
He couldn’t tell.
He dared not distinguish them.
Shen Shu looked at his expression and suddenly curled his lips into a smile.
But some of the water in the pool dripped from his eyes. It slowly flowed down his cheeks and fell on the back of his hand, making a soft sound.
“Master, I’m really useless,” he said. “For so many years, I couldn’t get Master to show me a little… emotion.”
The darkness all around suddenly became restless. It fluttered all over, spreading out on the bed.
Shen Shu suddenly pushed Ye Yunlan down on the bed. He paid attention to avoid pressing down on Ye Yunlan’s chest and instead supported him. There was countless darkness intertwined behind him, confining the space so he couldn’t escape. Shen Shu stared at him deeply, and his eyes were red as if blood was fixing to drip down.
“I suddenly want to understand,” he whispered, “Since Master can’t like me, why not hate me? As long as Master can be in good health, what’s wrong with being hated as your disciple?”
After that, he lowered his head and bit Ye Yunlan’s lip hard.
Ye Yunlan was in pain and wanted to push him away. But suddenly, there was darkness covering and locking his wrists so he couldn’t move.
Shen Shu bit very hard, like a wolf who was so hungry that he wanted to grab the meat. Ye Yunlan furrowed his brows and felt the smell of rust spread to the tip of his tongue. He had no cultivation base and no sword at his side. With his strength, he was far from capable of pushing Shen Shu away.
He detected that Shen Shu’s mood was very precarious.
If this continued, it was very likely that something he didn’t want to see would happen.
The only method was to use the forbidden technique…
His fingers quivered slightly, and Ye Yunlan suddenly remembered the eternity he had promised Shen Shu before.
Shen Shu kissed him like a starving wolf as if he didn’t care for anything. He was full of hostility, madness laced in his actions.
But at the same time, hot tears rolled down from the other party’s eyes and dripped on his cheeks.
Drops of water flowed down Ye Yunlan’s cheeks, and Shen Shu’s long and dark eyelashes closed in front of him like crow wings meeting in passing.
Ye Yunlan’s fingers slowly curled up and stopped moving.
The time became long. At last, after the kiss ended, Ye Yunlan could finally turn his head and gasp. His lips were red and swollen like blood cherry blossoms, but Shen Shu’s hands had already touched his clothes.
“I’ll be very careful,” Shen Shu said hoarsely. “It’s just for healing. Master, don’t be afraid, okay?”
The darkness surrounding the entire bed had already completely enveloped the big bed, with only a little light peeking through the gap. Entering the gap, in the dim light, Ye Yunlan could see Shen Shu’s appearance. His eyes were down, and his clever and evil look mixed with his handsome face. There was a type of repressed distortion, and black fireworks and longing filled the blood-colored pupils. It was as if in the second after, he would be swallowed up with no remains.
That kind of hot and crazy feeling was so familiar.
Ye Yunlan’s hands beside the bed clenched tightly.
He closed his eyes.
“No.” He said hoarsely, “Shen Shu, this is the only thing that Master will never be able to promise you.”
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5 thoughts on “Sick Beauty [Rebirth] Chapter 101”
Aack, why, why YYL! QAQ
Ye yunlan is a dumb fuck from the starting to the end. Thats facts. The end.
He’s not dumb, he’s a trauma survivor. Long-term trauma damages cognition.
Thank you for the chapter!