Generally, such words as “I will never do this or that again” or “I will do this or that from tomorrow onwards” are self-deception, and the success rate is no more than one percent.
Lian Yu: Why would you, a Sentinel, drink alcohol? Isn’t cool boiled water good enough? Why purposely ask for trouble
Chen Wuyou: Things are complicated… I have to run a trip to the hospital first
Lian Yu: You got f—ed up and need to treat your butt?
Chen Wuyou: I would rather it was me who got f—ed!
Lian Yu: ……
Lian Yu: Cen Zhen said, oh, he understands
Chen Wuyou: What does he understand? I don’t even understand, but he understands?
Lian Yu: I don’t know what he understands either
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That same afternoon is the first round of the round-robin matches of the close combat winners’ group. The winners’ group is divided into two teams, a and b. They will play one game each for two games in total today. The game of Cen Zhen and Lian Yu is the latter, and they are playing against two seniors in the tenth grade.
The marriage story of these two seniors is also ridiculous. In their first year, they met because of the maze game at the match-making gathering. Since then, they have fallen into a state of dislike for each other and want to kill each other as soon as possible, but the compatibility between the two is so high, that their combat cooperation is tacit.
Before the ninth grade, they paired with more than a dozen different teammates to participate in each division of the ranking competitions, but all returned in defeat. In the ninth grade, they finally accepted their fate, shook hands, and made peace to participate in the melee competition, and made it into the top ten in one go, winning sixth place of the year.
Lian Yu did not sleep all night. After having breakfast with Cen Zhen, he slept until the sunset wrapped in a quilt full of the smell of the Guide. He hurriedly made up for afternoon tea and sat next to Cen Zhen when the first melee game started.
Unexpectedly, their opponent for the game was sitting next to Cen Zhen. The senior Guide was talking to Cen Zhen with a smile, and the senior Sentinel was arrogant, with a face looking like everyone present owed him five million. However, he would occasionally interject a few words. When Lian Yu arrived, he felt that the atmosphere in front of him was strangely happy.
He walked to Cen Zhen slowly, put his hand over Cen Zhen’s back and on his shoulder, smiled, and nodded to the two seniors, then lowered his head and asked: “Are you hungry? I brought you some cut fruits for you to snack on.”
Cen Zhen glanced sideways and saw the golden lion cautiously roaming in front of the seniors, especially hostile to the senior Guide closest to him, and even rolling a low growl in his throat. Lian Yu noticed his gaze and whispered: “Understand me, this is my nature, I can’t help it.”
“……” The Sentinel confessed so frankly that Cen Zhen didn’t know what to say. He took the fruit box handed over by Lian Yu, red blood grapefruit, orange mango, neatly stacked cherries, and strawberries that they couldn’t avoid. Every piece of exquisite fruit was cut and washed by…the supermarket aunt full of love.
Cen Zhen picked up the silver fork beside the fruit box and quickly ate most of it. He was hungry after a whole afternoon of classes. Lian Yu watched eagerly beside him. The unromantic and uninterested Cen Zhen didn’t notice the infrared rays that almost burned his wrist until he picked up the last piece of mango.
He put the mango to Lian Yu’s lips, “Do you want to eat it?”
Lian Yu had already prepared himself. If Cen Zhen really ate all the fruits in the box without raising his head like a starving ghost, he would use this righteous silver fork to poke Cen Zhen’s eyes blind. Fortunately, the tragedy was prevented in time. Lian Yu opened his mouth like he wished for and swallowed the mango.
The Sentinel beside him rolled his eyes and snorted sarcasm: “Someone, who lived longer years acts worse than the juniors in the third grade.”
The Guide’s temples bulged, and he grinned: “You didn’t even consider your character before you said that.”
“Better than you, last time I bought two bowls of noodles and went to the toilet, and when I came back, they were all gone.”
“Who knew that one of them was yours? Is it weird for a grown man like me to eat two bowls of noodles?”
“Can’t you tell there’s no salt in the soup?”
“My taste is bland.”
“You’re just a bastard!”
Cen Zhen put away the fruit box and looked up to see the two seniors next to him arguing with red faces. One even had rolled up his sleeves and the other raised his fist. Lian Yu whispered to the seniors to stop arguing, and the lion sat on the ground and shook his tail excitedly, waiting to make some roars to hype the upcoming fight a bit more.
But it was this enemy-like combo full of tension that made Cen Zhen fall straight down on the ring the moment the referee announced the end of the game. Half of his eye was swollen and he could not see anything. His internal organs hurt as if they were twisted together like a towel. He was also vomiting blood. While his body was exhausted, his mental power was also exhausted. His mind was like a pool of stagnant water, and he could no longer respond to the outside world.
Lian Yu was even more miserable than him. His eyelashes were stuck together by the coagulated blood clots. His long hair, tied up neatly before the game, was messy like weeds and dirty as if he had crawled through a pile of coal. His right arm was limp at his side, and his face was covered with blood, some from the opponent and some from himself. But he was still standing straight until the doctor from the school clinic rushed onto the stage as if he would never fall. His bloody green eyes were brighter than the morning stars.
They spent a huge price in exchange for victory in the game. After two hours of lying in the hospital treatment cabin and a night’s rest, the four beaten men were alive and kicking in the ward. Senior Sentinel had both legs broken by Lian Yu, but he could run and jump now. It would take some time for Senior Guide to recover his left wrist fully, but that didn’t stop him from bickering with Senior Sentinel.
The bruises on Cen Zhen’s eyes had also disappeared, but he still had the illusion that his abdomen, which had been hit directly by Senior Sentinel’s punch, was almost punched through. Lian Yu’s broken shoulder was now free to move, but in the hospital, he couldn’t spread his private information all over the room like in Cen Zhen’s dormitory, so he could only secretly type on the terminal.
During the lunch break, Chen Wuyou brought food to their ward and ate in front of them, “Didn’t you invite me to travel the day before yesterday? Today, both of you are admitted to the hospital?”
“Ranking competition.” Cen Zhen said briefly, and Chen Wuyou immediately understood, “Is that so? That’s normal. I was wondering how you can afford to use the treatment cabin. It seems that the Tower reimburses… No, you two are wealthy. As two students, where did the money come from?… Forget it, how far did the ranking competition go?”
Compared to Chen Wuyou’s chatterbox, Cen Zhen replied in as few words as possible: “The winner’s group stage.”
“Of course, you are only in the third grade, and the young are formidable!… Then you must be frequent visitors to the hospital during this period.”
Cen Zhen didn’t reply, and Lian Yu buried his head in the terminal for the entirety of the conversation, too busy to pay attention to him. After finishing his meal, Chen Wuyou picked up his representative old cadre teacup and suddenly asked: “How compatible are you two?”
Lian Yu finally raised his head and looked at Cen Zhen. The two had put the two beds together last night. So at this time, they simply raised their hands and easily touched the other’s wrist.
“Your compatibility with the other party is 84.25%”
Chen Wuyou: “……” With trembling hands, he drank a little water.
“Surprisingly, I’m not surprised at all.” Chen Wuyou sighed and put down the cup. “Fortunately, I like Sentinel and the artificial Guide pheromone is very effective. So there is no need to care about compatibility. Otherwise, I would be jealous of you two.”
After measuring the compatibility, Lian Yu directly held Cen Zhen’s hand, put it in front of his lips, and kissed it before letting go. “Miracle doctor, you really don’t want to go on this ‘trip’ with us? Don’t regret it.”
“Miracle doctor?” Chen Wuyou, who had just been promoted from an intern, didn’t quite understand this title, but he didn’t delve into it. He opened the terminal and marked the latest compatibility number on the curve chart. “Now really isn’t the time. If I suddenly go on a long trip these days, it may cause unnecessary misunderstandings.”
Cen Zhen raised his eyelids, and his blue eyes seemed to see through everything. Chen Wuyou’s heart jumped, and the panda leaning against the wall in a daze suddenly trembled, and stupidly lost his balance and fell to the ground. “What’s going on?” Lian Yu narrowed his eyes. “You really got f—ed? Are you afraid that if you leave now, you will be mistaken for a heartless Sentinel who can’t care less after getting out of bed?”
“I wasn’t f—ed…”
“Who did you f?”
“I didn’t…” Chen Wuyou choked for a long time, and finally gave up and said, “Okay, I f—ed, so what!”
Lian Yu asked curiously, “Who was Sentinel on the other end? Is he also a doctor?”
“Why do you care so much?”
“Not a doctor.” Cen Zhen suddenly said, with a curve on his lips, “It’s a student of the Tower.”
“Ah, an old cow eating young grass, morally corrupt.” Lian Yu and Cen Zhen sang the same tune, making Chen Wuyou blush and run away.
“The spaceship has been contacted.” Lian Yu got out of bed and poured himself a glass of water. He still felt somewhat uncomfortable when he raised his left arm, but he would fully recover by tomorrow at the latest. “Twelve days later, they would pick us up at a private airport outside the city. I will introduce a friend to you then.”
In twelve days, the melee competition will definitely not be over, but judging from their victory over the team ranked sixth in the melee competition last match, they will definitely have a place in the top ten of this year’s melee competition. Knowing this result is enough.
The title of uncrowned king is more gimmicky and more in line with Lian Yu’s personality of pretending to be cool.
“Friend?” Cen Zhen asked. Lian Yu blinked and deliberately teased him, “I’ll tell you who it is on that day.”
Cen Zhen nodded and asked: “Twelve days later… are you sure Yao Jin and Pan won’t be silenced in such a long time?”
“No, that place wants living things. It’s meaningless if they die.” Lian Yu flapped his hand, “Besides, I’m already very efficient. In comparison, go and check out those idiots in the union, they won’t know where the missing students were kidnapped in another 120 days.”
“…” Cen Zhen stopped talking. He knew very well how powerful the Sentinel next to him was. Naturally, he would not question his expertise in areas he lacks skill. Lian Yu smiled and suddenly put his arm around Cen Zhen’s waist, “Why don’t you ask where we are going?”
Where to go is the question Cen Zhen would never ask. In such a vast universe, he only knows one place, the Special Star, even so, he only has a vague understanding of it. “Wherever is fine.”
“Wherever?” Lian Yu lifted Cen Zhen’s shirt and put his palm directly on the warm skin of his lower abdomen, “So where I go, you go?”
“……”
After a while, Cen Zhen nodded seriously, “Yeah.”
“I’m going to the toilet, my hand hurts, help me hold it…”
“Go away.”
Original Author’s Note:
Before being carried to the treatment cabin, the two looked at each other on the stretcher.
Lian Yu’s inner voice: Oh, a pig head
Cen Zhen’s inner voice: Wow, a fish head
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