Translated by zellyfish of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Chen Boqiao hugged his arms and leaned against the wall, quietly waiting for Zhang Jue to make a decision. Zhang Jue looked like he was having some inner battles, slowly flipping through the pages, and hoping that Chen Boqiao would become impatient and take the list for himself.
Five minutes later, Chen Boqiao said, “Nevermind, I can do it.”
Zhang Jue immediately raised his head when he heard the words and quickly stuffed it into Chen Boqiao’s hands. “Okay.”
Chen Boqiao took over, looked down, glanced at Zhang Jue a little funnily, and said, “You’re looking at the page introducing the casino.”
He leaned forward while he looked like he was about to say something. Zhang Jue was scared that he would have to answer another question, and blurted out, “Whatever is fine.” He even tried to smile at Chen Boqiao courteously.
Chen Boqiao looked a little exasperated. He said, “Right, I won’t ask you then.” He quickly chose a restaurant, picked up the phone next to the TV cabinet, and called to reserve a table.
The phone was very loud, and Zhang Jue could hear what was being said while sitting on the bed. The concierge said that the restaurant happened to have the last deck table open, and after confirming the mealtime with Chen Boqiao, they were reminded that the restaurant had a formal dress code .
Chen Boqiao hung up the phone and asked Zhang Jue, “Do you remember the face of the person who swapped cards with me?”
Zhang Jue roughly remembered the person’s appearance and knew what Chen Boqiao meant. The public areas of the cruise ship were densely covered with surveillance, but the video quality was not high. The person had a similar facial profile and height to Chen Boqiao, with the same hairstyle and no beard.
Zhang Jue took out the bionic skin from the cabinet, and altered his appearance slightly based on his impression. After which, Chen Boqiao changed into different clothes and the two walked out the door openly.
To prevent being bothered by the waiters in the restaurant for dress code, they first went to the mall area downstairs, entered a store selling men’s clothing and leather goods, and asked the clerk to bring them two suits.
When Zhang Jue finished changing into his clothes and walked out of the changing room, Chen Boqiao hadn’t come out yet.
He didn’t tie his tie very well, so he stood by the sofa and asked the clerk to fix it for him. The clerk was a petite Omega woman, who could only reach his neck on tiptoes. Perhaps because she needed to maintain her balance, her movements were a bit slow. Before finishing, she suddenly put down her hand, took a step back, and looked behind Zhang Jue.
Zhang Jue followed her eyes and turned to look. Chen Boqiao was wearing a dark gray suit, standing a few meters away, watching them quietly. He might have been watching for a while.
Before Zhang Jue could speak, Chen Boqiao smiled at Zhang Jue. Suddenly, his face overlapped with the face of the boy Zhang Jue met in the principal’s office when he reported to Roche on his first day.
The boy in the formal school uniform was half a head taller than Zhang Jue. He’d smiled exactly like this and said “Welcome to our school…” to Zhang Jue, then looked down at the acceptance letter in Zhang Jue’s hand and addressed him, “…Zhang Jue.”
This time, Chen Boqiao said, “Come here.”
Zhang Jue processed it, then slowly got closer to him, stopping a few steps away from Chen Boqiao. Chen Boqiao pulled Zhang Jue’s arm lightly to beckon Zhang Jue closer, raised his hand, and quickly fixed Zhang Jue’s tie before handing the card to the clerk standing aside.
They arrived at the restaurant on time, went through the indoor dining area, and came to the deck via a flight of stairs.
The sky was almost a dark blue. The sea breeze was a bit strong, so the candles on the table were covered with a protective glass dome, which looked exquisite and lovely.
The food in the restaurant selected by Chen Boqiao was delicious, but the portions were large. Zhang Jue’s appetite was not good recently, and he felt full before the main course was even served. He didn’t want Chen Boqiao to notice, so he had a little of every dish.
After dinner, they stayed on the deck for a while.
The night breeze caressed their faces, and Zhang Jue looked at the undulating waves both near and far, feeling a little nauseous. The discomfort went from his left abdomen to the top of his head. Zhang Jue used his fuddled brain to hazard a guess, suspecting that he was seasick. He grabbed the railing and turned to look at Chen Boqiao. Chen Boqiao was also looking at him, frowning slightly, and asked him, “Are you feeling unwell?”
“Yeah, I might be seasick,” Zhang Jue said slowly.
“Is there medicine in the room?” Chen Boqiao asked.
Zhang Jue shook his head. He had never been on a boat before this, and he never expected that he would suffer from seasickness.
“Let’s go and check first.” Chen Boqiao grabbed Zhang Jue’s hand and led him back inside. It was warmer indoors than on the deck. Zhang Jue’s nausea was slightly reduced, but he was still dizzy.
The hospital was on the first floor, next to the cruise hall. There weren’t many people around in the evening, so they didn’t have to wait long to see the doctor.
The doctor was a middle-aged Beta. He listened to Zhang Jue describe his symptoms and prescribed him seasickness medicine. Before Chen Boqiao could go get it from the counter, he asked them as if he had just remembered, “Are you planning to have children in the near future?”
Both of them paused. Zhang Jue said quickly, “There are no plans.”
“Oh,” said the doctor, “I’m asking just in case. You can’t take this medicine if you’re preparing for children or pregnant.”
Chen Boqiao did not move. He lowered his head and looked at Zhang Jue for a few seconds, and then suddenly asked the doctor, “If we have had sex a few times before, does he need to test for pregnancy before getting the medicine?”
“Was it frequent?” The doctor asked matter-of-factly, “Are you on contraceptives?”
“Yes, then no,” Chen Boqiao said, “but there was no knotting or marking.”
The doctor gave another “Oh” and said, “You should do a test.” He picked up the pen to write another prescription.
“No need,” Zhang Jue felt a little embarrassed and could not look Chen Boqiao in the eye. He quietly told the doctor, “I’m on the contraceptive pill.”
Zhang Jue took the seasickness medicine on the bench in the hospital. The effect hit him quickly. After a few minutes, he didn’t feel dizzy anymore but was a little sleepy.
On the way upstairs and back to the room, Chen Boqiao didn’t say anything to him, and he looked a little distant. They entered the room and he let Zhang Jue use the bathroom first. Zhang Jue took a hot shower and lay down in the bed against the wall, the very one that Chen Boqiao had picked for him earlier, and soon fell asleep.
Zhang Jue was jolted awake when he heard Chen Boqiao calling his name.
He opened his eyes and saw Chen Boqiao standing next to his bed with a bath towel around his waist. He sat up and looked up at Chen Boqiao.
Chen Boqiao also looked at him, and after a long while, Chen Boqiao turned off the light. There was no other light source in the room, and it was so dark he couldn’t see a thing.
The air conditioner seemed to have been turned down. Zhang Jue was sitting in the bed wearing a thin T-shirt and he felt a chill.
He was feeling a little absent after taking the seasickness medicine. He sat there for a while without hearing Chen Boqiao’s voice. Zhang Jue suddenly felt inexplicably nervous. He couldn’t help but call out softly, “Chen Boqiao?”
A strange silence settled around them.
Zhang Jue fumbled to get up, touched his hand to the wall, and made his way up along the uneven wallpaper. He was trying to reach the light switch, but after a few futile attempts, his wrist was firmly clasped.
“What do you need the light for?” Chen Boqiao asked. The palm of his hand was slightly rough, and the calluses on his fingers and palm rubbed on Zhang Jue’s skin. After a short pause, he suddenly pulled Zhang Jue forward lightly. Zhang Jue unsteadily fell forward and crashed into Chen Boqiao’s arms.
Chen Boqiao’s muscles were toned, and his body temperature was higher than Zhang Jue’s. He loosened his grip on Zhang Jue’s wrist and encircled Zhang Jue’s waist.
When he touched Chen Boqiao, Zhang Jue felt a little safer, but Chen Boqiao continued being quiet. He felt that something was not right, so he raised his face and asked hesitantly, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” Chen Boqiao’s voice rang in Zhang Jue’s ears.
The scent of pine on his body was strong, mixed with the refreshing water vapor. His hand on Zhang Jue’s waist reached under the hem of the T-shirt, stroked Zhang Jue idly, and then pulled Zhang Jue’s T-shirt over his head, before taking off Zhang Jue’s underwear.
Zhang Jue was naked and felt a little cold, so he approached Chen Boqiao docilely, fitting their bodies together, and raised his head again, running his lips against Chen Boqiao’s chin, slowly moving towards Chen Boqiao’s lips.
When he was about to kiss the corner of Chen Boqiao’s lips, Chen Boqiao shifted. Zhang Jue figured that again, Chen Boqiao wanted to move his face away when he wanted to kiss him.
Zhang Jue didn’t want much, and he was easily disappointed, but he was also afraid of Chen Boqiao hiding from him. There were only a few days left before they had to go their separate ways, so he mustered up his courage for the first time and hugged Chen Boqiao tightly, hesitantly pleading, “Don’t run from me, please.”
Chen Boqiao’s hand on Zhang Jue’s waist suddenly tightened. After a moment, he took the initiative and kissed Zhang Jue’s lips, then courteously moved away, and asked Zhang Jue gently, “You don’t like it when I move away?”
Zhang Jue nodded, and then realized that Chen Boqiao couldn’t see it, and said, “Yeah.”
Chen Boqiao kissed Zhang Jue again and slowly pushed him onto the bed. He spread Zhang Jue’s legs apart, running his hardened tip across Zhang Jue’s entrance. He tentatively inserted himself a little, and opened it up. Then he backed out again, bringing out some body fluids, staining his inner thighs.
“Zhang Jue.” Chen Boqiao caressed his inner thighs, murmured his name, and asked him in a curious tone, “What medicine are you taking?”
“Is it some kind of aphrodisiac?” Chen Boqiao’s voice was very gentle, but Zhang Jue couldn’t answer at all when he asked the question. “It’s so wet.”
Zhang Jue’s cheeks were hot. He felt ashamed and his eyes were sore. He wanted to close his legs together, but Chen Boqiao held him down.
Chen Boqiao pressed his hip bone, and then slowly squeezed in, first pushing lightly, and then harder and harder. Zhang Jue’s legs were wide open, with Chen Boqiao’s movement jostling him, and he bit his lips hard to prevent a sound from escaping.
Chen Boqiao wordlessly fucked Zhang Jue for a long time before he slowed down. He clasped Zhang Jue’s wrist, lifted Zhang Jue into his embrace, pressed near Zhang Jue’s ear, and asked him, “When did you buy it?”
Zhang Jue rested his head on Chen Boqiao’s shoulder, calmed his breathing for a while, and whispered, “That day when we visited the Erawan Buddha.”
Although he was usually unreceptive to social cues, he realized that Chen Boqiao was upset because he took the medicine, but he didn’t understand why Chen Boqiao was upset.
Chen Boqiao didn’t speak, and Zhang Jue slowly defended himself. “I know you don’t want a child.” Then a pause. “Every time you just never had the heart and time for it.”
He was sitting on Chen Boqiao’s lap now. Chen Boqiao went deep, pressing against his genital cavity, as if he was about to enter.
Chen Boqiao was silent, and his hand on Zhang Jue’s back moved away, looking for something. After a few seconds, he turned on a bedside lamp.
The light was dim. Zhang Jue closed his eyes a bit, and when he felt sufficiently adjusted, he opened his eyes and saw Chen Boqiao look more serious than he ever had, and his expressionless face.
They were close to the head of the bed, their lower bodies connected together. Chen Boqiao opened his mouth and said very hoarsely, “I don’t not want it that much.”
“It’s just that right now isn’t the best time,” he said, “so it’s better without a child.” Zhang Jue was not convinced, but he let it slide.
Chen Boqiao held Zhang Jue’s ass, slowly squeezed into Zhang Jue’s birth cavity, and said, “Let me in.”
He let Zhang Jue lie down on the bed again, and with his hands clasping Zhang Jue’s hips, he fucked him deeper and deeper, finally pushing into Zhang Jue’s genital cavity.
Zhang Jue had never been in so much pain before. His entire abdominal cavity seemed to be numb with pain, and his lower abdomen was twitching tightly. He looked at Chen Boqiao, opened his mouth to breathe, and controlled his expression.
Chen Boqiao lowered his head and kissed him, with the tips of their tongues tangled together, their teeth knocking against each other, comforting him and ravaging him at the same time.
After entering completely, Chen Boqiao’s movements became lighter, and Zhang Jue’s pain gradually faded. The genital cavity instinctively opened up, moistly and softly holding the instrument that can create life with it.
Chen Boqiao came into Zhang Jue’s genital cavity and kissed Zhang Jue’s glands, but did not bite him.
Soon after they finished, Zhang Jue fell asleep. Chen Boqiao hugged him, and the two of them squeezed into a single bed and slept all night.