Mist

Chapter 85

Our Reality

Chapter 85

How to help?

Ji Yushi only felt that his fingers and palms were hot, making him hardly dare touch let alone hold it.

“Ji Yushi.” Song Qinglan sounded like he was enduring with difficulty, but he still couldn’t help but tease, “You don’t know how?”

Ji Yushi, “Mhn.”

Song Qinglan immediately understood.

He gently held the other person’s pale hands, covering the back of their hand with his palm, and his voice became even hoarser, “Just.....like this.”

....Like this.

Ji Yushi didn’t have much strength left and his arms were limp. If it wasn’t for Song Qinglan guiding him, even his five fingers would have been unable to exert strength.

His heart was pounding loudly. It was even faster than when he finished off just now. The pounding in his ears felt like it was almost about to burst through his eardrums. The sensation coming from his palm was too terrifying. He laid on his back looking up. Although he actually wanted to take a look, he still covered his eyes with his arm.

After all, this was his first time doing this kind of thing. He was not much better than Song Qinglan.

They had been together for less than three days.

Were they progressing too quickly?

It was like a dream.

Ji Yushi belatedly had this thought surface in his mind when his arm was pulled away.

Song Qinglan lowered his head, his eyes heavy and deep, “Will you remember?”

“Remember what?” As soon as Ji Yushi spoke, he discovered that his voice was also very hoarse. It only contained the aftermath of just now, and also some shame.

Suddenly, and with some force, Song Qinglan’s body gave him a demonstration.

Ji Yushi’s palm felt like it was about to catch fire.

He immediately understood, “.....No!”@@@@

Song Qinglan released his hand, but he didn’t show any signs of finishing.

This time Ji Yushi could see it clearly. Blood instantly boiled inside him, and his entire body was burning from head to toe. Before he could turn his head away, he was lifted up by the waist by Song Qinglan.

“You will.” Song Qinglan panted. He brushed away the hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. Once his breathing calmed down slightly, he pressed the tip of his nose against Ji Yushi’s and rubbed against it affectionately, “How I kiss you, hug you, where and what I do, you will remember every detail, unable to forget. Isn’t that right?”

Everything Song Qinglan said was a fact.

At least, with regard to the kiss they shared in the private training room, the memories from that time would resurface again and again without a warning.

Ji Yushi’s face was completely red, but his tone was cold: “Yeah, including sore hands.”

“Then,” Song Qinglan couldn’t help laughing. He kissed his chin, “Help me a little more, just a little longer.”

Ji Yushi: “......Can I take a break?”

Song Qinglan begged in a low voice, “The arrow is already on the bow. Xiao Ji, please have mercy.”

Sitting on Song Qinglan’s lap like this, it was actually quite uncomfortable for Ji Yushi.

The loose bathrobe hung loosely from his body, covering everything except for his long legs and shoulders. His hand lowered again, “.....Mhn.”

........

“Advisor Ji, go wash your hands.”

Song Qinglan kissed his ear like he was coaxing him and even deliberately spoke seriously.

Everywhere was a mess. The bed was crumpled to no end and clothes were strewn messily across the floor.

There was the sound of a cat scratching at the door.

It was unknown which ‘predecessor’ had been attracted over by the fierce battle just now.

Ji Yushi sprawled against Song Qinglan’s shoulder without any shame. He didn’t want to move, “Want to change the sheets.”

Song Qinglan, “You even don’t like your own?”

Ji Yushi, “Yeah, and it has yours too.”

Song Qinglan laughed, “In that case, it looks like you’re not that averse towards me.”

Some even jokingly called it a superpower.

No one knew how much torment must have been concealed behind those words.

That was why Ji Yushi once said that without his teacher, there wouldn’t be the current him.

Song Qinglan understood: “They were against you joining Tianqiong because they were afraid of you being involved with work related to ‘time’ and your condition relapsing.”

Ji Yushi, “Yes.”

The two hands held each other more tightly.

Song Qinglan couldn’t help but ask, “Then, have you had anything similar happen again after that?”

Before they met, Ji Yushi had alone completed 89 B-level missions, so he had gone back to the past at least 89 times. This was even excluding the ones which required him to go back several times.

Unlike Guardians, in order to minimise their presence in history, Recorders do not work in a team and would always act alone. If anything went wrong with Ji Yushi during those times.....Song Qinglan didn’t dare think about it.

“Occasionally, but it wasn’t serious.” Ji Yushi responded, “When we repeated Ouroboros the first time, I once suspected that it was a case of memory overload.”

Song Qinglan’s expression changed.

At that time, outside the park management office, he had even specially found Ji Yushi to talk and questioned rather critically Ji Yushi’s psychological endurance.

Ji Yushi’s answer was —- “It might not be so good.”

After he left, Ji Yushi was the last to reach the park management office. His face was very pale and he had asked Song Qinglan to help twist open a bottle cap.

Regardless of whether Ji Yushi would really have difficulty opening a bottle with his combative abilities, everyone at the time shared the same thought and felt that Ji Yushi was so weak that he couldn’t even open a bottle.

The more he thought about it, the darker Song Qinglan’s expression became. His heart felt like there was a tear in it.

What he owed from that time had sure enough returned to bite him.

“Your medicine.” Song Qinglan quickly thought of something, “Your medicine is not only used to clear your thoughts and refresh your mind, but you are also dependent on it, isn’t that right?”

Ji Yushi silently acquiesced.

He had always carried the box of medicine around with him, never leaving his side.

Relying on these pills, he could reduce the number of occasions his memories would replay in his mind and reduce the repetitive dreams, allowing him to fall asleep more easily.

But there were also quite a lot of side effects that followed. In addition to dependence, there was also his face becoming pale, sudden weakness as well as sudden feeling of despair and other negative emotions.

Song Qinglan’s voice was low, “When I called you just now, you were about to take the medicine.”

Ji Yushi was startled.

How did Song Qinglan know?

But he soon remembered that Song Qinglan had gone to the bathroom to shower after packing everything away. He probably saw the bottle of medicine he had left on the counter.

Song Qinglan got out of bed and went to the bathroom. When he returned, he had the bottle of medicine in his hand.

He asked, “Have you taken one tonight yet?”

Ji Yushi said, “Haven’t taken it yet.”

Song Qinglan sat back down on the edge of the bed, causing the mattress to sink. Along the way, he reached out and pulled Ji Yushi over.

Men shouldn’t be so clingy like this, but he still insisted on holding Ji Yushi like he was some sort of treasure.

Ji Yushi sat in his lap a little awkwardly with his arms around Song Qinglan’s neck.

Seeing his serious expression, he lowered his head and kissed him “Why?”

Song Qinglan, “It seems that I was right to take your medicine.”

Ji Yushi had a bad feeling, “.......”

Sure enough, Song Qinglan said, “I’ll hold onto this bottle of medicine first. When you really need it, you can take it. Let’s not abuse it too much. You should try becoming less dependent on it.”

Ji Yushi put up some struggle, “I don’t always take it. I didn’t take much in Rubik’s Cube.”

It was better if he hadn’t mentioned it.

As soon as this was mentioned, Song Qinglan’s face became even darker.

In Rubik’s Cube, Ji Yushi had not only refused to listen to dissuasion and insisted on clearing the mission, making him go through room after room in search for him, but after the mission was cleared, he even ran off without a word with no intentions to return.

Under the influence of the medicine, a calm person would suddenly become resolute. The consequences were unimaginable.

“No.” Song Qinglan said, “Advisor Ji, you now have family. In the future, your family will have the final say on this matter.”