Naturally Chu MuYun understood but Ling Mu wouldn’t understand. He asked, “What?”
Xie QianLan said, “If you take it as truth then your soul will be imprisoned by the Dream Beast and you will never be able to escape.”
Chu MuYun was stunned. He quickly asked: “Then we didn’t take it seriously just now?”
“No,” Xie QianLan smiled at him: “Because I know you are not Shen Yun.”
Chu MuYun frowned: “But what I saw was…”
“Was it really Jun Mo?” Xie QianLan smiled at him.
There was confusion and doubt in Chu MuYun’s eyes. {I think the dilemma is that if “Shen Yun” truly saw Jun Mo and believed it was Jun Mo (i.e. took it seriously) then he should have been trapped inside.}
Xie QianLan stared at him, looked at him for a long time before shaking his head and saying, “You hadn’t entered the illusion, you were just fascinated that’s all.”
Chu MuYun did not relax, he continued: “Since you knew that I was not Shen Yun, why did you…” Kiss me?
Xie QianLan looked at him but his line of sight passed through him and seemed to travel a long way through time before locking onto the soul that he longed for.
He smiled, his voice low and heart-wrenching: “I have never responded to him in over a thousand years.”
Chu MuYun was stunned.
Xie QianLan chuckled: “Ah-Yun in the fantasy world is very obedient and docile, always telling me love words, always seducing me. I wish that I could kiss him, touch him, and do more joyful things but… I haven’t once responded.”
Because as long as you respond, it will be taken as you taking the illusion for real, and if you believe it is real then… the illusion will be broken.
The Dream Beast could not devour its own master and so instead would suffer a counter-attack. The injured Dream Beast could no longer support the illusion and so… he wouldn’t be able to see Ah-Yun anymore.
Even if it is a mirage, he still wants to catch a glimpse.
I can’t touch it, I can’t hold it, I can’t ask for it, but I still want to see it.
Even if this is drinking poison to quench thirst, he greedily hopes to moisten his dry throat, even if it will soon burn him to the point where his internal organs will be shattered.
Chu MuYun didn’t speak for a long time.
Xie QianLan said, “So…it’s my fault. I offended you.”
He clearly knew that this was not Shen Yun, that this was not a fantasy, but he still deceived himself and kissed him, deceiving himself who had been calm for more than a thousand years.
Chu MuYun was relieved and sighed softly: “This is also… human nature.”
Xie QianLan smiled: “Don’t worry, it won’t happen again.”
Chu MuYun nodded.
The two stayed out for too long. And the matter of kissing, although everything has been made clear, it still felt a bit awkward.
Chu MuYun said, “I’ll go back first.”
Xie QianLan didn’t move and only replied, “Okay.”
Chu MuYun was keenly aware of something strange on the way back to the tent.
Chu MuYun carefully covered him with the quilt, sat beside him and looked at him.
The young man’s silver hair was spread out, his complexion was a little whiter than usual and he looked particularly good-looking when he slept quietly. He was like a piece of finely carved jade, which carried all the good wishes of the sculptor and could win countless people’s amazement, as well as arousing a strong desire from cruel predators to collect him.
The corners of Chu MuYun’s mouth raised slightly. He kissed Jun Mo on the forehead, and took off his jacket to sleep beside him.
After a good night’s sleep, Jun Mo ‘woke up’ the next day.
Chu MuYun came back from the outside and handed him water: “How do you feel?”
Jun Mo looked at him, his silver eyes flashed lightly, and he said, “I’m alright.”
Chu MuYun smiled and said, “It’s fine, everything is fine now. But don’t be so reckless in the future.”
As soon as he said these words, Jun Mo raised his head abruptly, his silver eyes staring at him with a cluster of blue flames flickering: “I won’t leave you just so I can live alone in this world.”
Chu MuYun was obviously stunned but he quickly recovered his expression: “Don’t say such childish words.”
“Ah-Mu.” Jun Mo was a little anxious. He stretched out his hand to hold him…
But at this moment, the tent was opened. The man in red facing the sun had a blurry face but his eyes were as captivating as ever.
“Awake?” He asked Jun Mo but also seemed to be asking Chu MuYun.
Jun Mo didn’t say a word and Chu MuYun answered for him: “It looks like it’s all right.” He turned to look at Jun Mo again, “Ah-Mo, it’s thanks to Mr. Xie that we survived.”
Since the suppression of the ‘Body of Heavenly Disaster’, since he began following by Chu MuYun’s side, Jun Mo has rarely shown such a cold expression without the slightest hint of emotion.
So when he chose at that moment to look at Xie QianLan so indifferently, Chu MuYun was also a little surprised.
This is not the attitude one should have towards a savior.
Chu MuYun smiled apologetically at him and Xie QianLan cast a soft look at him.
Jun Mo was silent but his fingers curled up under the quilt uncontrollably.
Chu MuYun first checked Jun Mo’s pulse to confirm that his injury was indeed stable before relaxing.
“What’s wrong? I heard that you and Young Master Xie are old acquaintances.”
Jun Mo looked at him and asked softly, “Let’s not go with Xie QianLan, okay?”
Chu MuYun smiled and said, “Don’t be like this. Back in the past didn’t he take you in? And now he has saved the both of us. I don’t even know how to repay this kindness so how could I…”
Jun Mo rarely violated Chu MuYun’s wishes but this time he was very stubborn: “The person who took in me was Shen Yun and it has nothing to do with Xie QianLan.”
Chu MuYun’s expression changed slightly. He really didn’t like hearing about Shen Yun from Jun Mo’s mouth.
But there’s no need to get into conflict over this trivial matter. He followed suit and said, “We’ll leave when you recover.”
He said to leave but he didn’t say that he wanted to separate from Xie QianLan. Jun Mo could hear the hidden meaning in the words.
His face didn’t change but he couldn’t erase the image of the two kissing in his mind.
Chu MuYun approached him and wanted to kiss him in a comforting manner but Jun Mo directly overwhelmed him and kissed him searingly.
This was an obviously emotional kiss and it was frantically venting from the moment it got into the mouth. The uneasiness, anxiety and panic that even the owner could not distinguish merged and quickly turned into lust, then rushed to the lower abdomen, eager to vent.
Chu MuYun noticed his strangeness and frowned slightly: “Don’t be ridiculous, your body isn’t ready yet.”
Jun Mo buried himself in his neck and said in a very soft voice, “I want to go inside.”
Chu MuYun’s body was clearly visibly trembling. Jun Mo’s skin held a great attraction for him. He had already reacted when the two were naked like this but because of Jun Mo’s injury, he didn’t show it.
But now…
Jun Mo rolled over and lay down, holding Chu MuYun’s waist with both hands, looking at him with a pair of silver eyes that were extra sexy and deep because of lust: “…you move.”