The chest as beautiful as if made from jade was openly displayed before him, rising and falling slightly with his breathing. His black hair was still wet and kept dripping water. Several drops of transparent water slid down his shoulders, dotted his skin like a tender leaf covered with morning dew, unconsciously and unguardedly exuding charm, attracting the hungry eyes hidden in the deepest darkness.
The bath towel was too short, and Cen Zhen was not wearing anything underneath, so it appeared somewhat shaky as he walked. However, he pretended to be oblivious and naturally passed by Lian Yu. He walked to the head of the bed and pressed his palm on the floating screen. After activating and clicking a few times, the left wall quickly opened. The luggage that Lian Yu brought on board had already been sorted by the intelligent robot and neatly placed where they should be. Cen Zhen walked over leisurely. He first picked up another roll of bath towel, opened the package, and put it on his head to wipe his wet hair casually, then opened the drawer and took out a brand new pair of underwear. While doing so, he noticed several wilder-looking pairs of underwear hidden in the innermost part of the drawer and wondered who they were prepared for.
After opening the underwear packaging, Cen Zhen sat on the bed and bent over smoothly to put it on. He happened to catch a glimpse of Lian Yu in front of the bathroom door. This Sentinel stood there like a soldier rooted deeply in the ground. He had not moved a millimeter since Cen Zhen came out of the bathroom. At this time, he was standing on his side and staring at the underwear in Cen Zhen’s hand without blinking.
“…What’s wrong?” Cen Zhen straightened his posture. Because of the movement, the bath towel around his waist loosened and was barely hanging, outlining a mysterious shadow that made people overthink. He pinched the corner of his underwear with one hand, looked back, and asked: “Can’t I wear it?”
The ambiguity in this sentence was too deep. Lian Yu’s lips trembled, but before he could speak, his Adam’s apple moved first, and he swallowed his saliva in an extremely embarrassing way. Cen Zhen was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed out loud.
He laughed for so long that Lian Yu gradually came to his senses and knew that he was being teased by Cen Zhen. It can’t be blamed that he was slow to react. This kind of beautiful daydream of Cen Zhen teasing him was something that Lian Yu normally dared not dream of.
“What are you trying to do?” Lian Yu gave up taking a shower and was no longer sleepy. He sat in front of Cen Zhen and was about to lift his towel. Cen Zhen quickly protected his last bit of cover and said with a smile: “It seems that your interest in my body has not diminished?”
“When have I ever lost interest?” Lian Yu licked the corner of his lips. Cen Zhen felt a warmth on his back. He didn’t need to look back to know that the lion appeared there, and together with its owner, surrounded their favorite prey.
If someone told Lian Yu now that the price of insisting on going to Lava Star was that he couldn’t get Cen Zhen, he would jump off the flying ship on the spot and swim back to the Special Star in one breath.
Cen Zhen didn’t answer Lian Yu’s question. He scratched the lion’s warm chin with his backhand as if the previous words were just casually mentioned. However, Lian Yu was so keen that he sorted out everything with just a few details. He suddenly smiled, his brows relaxed, leaned forward, almost touching the tip of Cen Zhen’s nose, and said, “Wow A-na, you are this sensitive?… Did you deliberately come out without clothes?”
“I thought you either didn’t notice or noticed but thought this way of getting along was more comfortable…”
“I do intend to change my behavior and not stick to you all day long, but it sounds like you are not satisfied?” Lian Yu reached out and pinched a corner of the bath towel to wipe off the water on Cen Zhen’s collarbone. “Normally, no matter how I tease you, you are like impotence. I thought you didn’t like it. Why? You said you don’t want it, but your body likes it? You are allowed to be sexually cold and continue to reject me but you won’t allow me to take a break when I am tired of flirting?
Oh my God, if I had known I could get such benefits by leaving you alone for a while… It doesn’t seem to be very profitable, and I didn’t get to see the actual key content…”
“…” Cen Zhen, who inexplicably got tagged the personality ‘don’t act the way one claims’: “You have to tell me a reason.”
“Well—how to explain it?” Lian Yu thought for a while. “In the Tower, I am a third-year student, and I can have any image, but I must restrain myself when I leave the Tower.”
“Restrain?” Cen Zhen intuitively felt that there was no such word in Lian Yu’s dictionary. He was a Dark Sentinel who had engraved recklessness in his bones.
“Yes, I am not the terminally ill patient who can die at any time now. I always have to think about you.” Lian Yu said seriously, “I want to accompany you and make this life very long, very very long.”
Cen Zhen knew that he was moved at this moment, but a phrase inexplicably popped up in his mind: “… Lian Yu, do you have idol baggage?”
“Huh?”
The Dark Sentinel 1802 who died in a chic manner, always revealed a strong mysterious atmosphere in every word and action, elegant and noble, and made countless people follow behind him, teasing the world in conversation and laughter in the original novel. Yet, in this life, he let go of himself in the Tower. Lian Yu now acts like a pretentious drama queen who only thinks about how to covet his Guide’s body.
Fortunately, the only identity that he diminished was ‘Lian Yu’. After leaving the Tower, Lian Yu suddenly realized his other alias and the idol’s baggage suddenly fell on his shoulders. He thought about it and felt that at least the identity of ‘Dark Sentinel 1802’ could not be ruined by him. This led to the incident throughout the afternoon and evening.
After Cen Zhen finished thinking, he looked up at Lian Yu’s slightly guilty eyes and was sure he guessed correctly. He sighed: “I am afraid that I am becoming increasingly abnormal being able to keep up with your thought process.”
Lian Yu blinked, leaned forward, and pecked Cen Zhen’s eyebrows, “Wait for me, I’ll go take a shower, and I’ll be back to let you know what having an interest spike really means.”
“……” Cen Zhen didn’t want to know. He waited for Lian Yu to enter the bathroom before putting on his underwear and lying on the bed. There was a drying device in the shower, but Cen Zhen didn’t use it because he had thoughts in mind, so he came out with wet hair. He took the most primitive method, wiped it with a bath towel, and felt sleepy while wiping. He turned on the terminal and found it was already three o’clock in the morning.
Lian Yu only took ten minutes to jump out of the shower. The same bath towel was wrapped around his waist, and his hair was not washed because he was too lazy to do so. He tied it behind his head. At this time, he pulled off the hairband, and the golden hair fell back to his waist like a waterfall.
He took two steps forward and was about to discuss the wild style of his newly bought underwear with Cen Zhen. However, he found that although Cen Zhen wasn’t completely lying down in the quilt, and one of his hands was still in the posture of wiping his hair, his eyes were closed, his lips were slightly open, and he was breathing steadily and regularly.
“…” It seems that he had just performed all the “charming” actions in front of the blind man.
*
The next day, the four people on the ship slept until noon. Lian Yu was the first to get up. His food differed from the other three and needed to be prepared separately.
When Cen Zhen woke up, he had no memory of when he fell asleep last night. Both bath towels were missing. He just felt that his scalp was strangely tight. He reached up and pulled off two rubber bands. Then he went to the mirror and looked. Because wet hair is easy to shape, he had two ostentatious buns on his head, one on the left and one on the right, and he couldn’t brush them down.
Before lunch, Cen Zhen had to take another shower.
In the diner, Lian Yu, Jiu, and En Fei were discussing something while eating. They had seven or eight floating screens, some of which were maps of unknown places, some of which were biographies of people, and at the end was a detailed structural diagram of a spacecraft.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Cen Zhen.” En Fei was the first to greet Cen Zhen. He obviously had a good rest last night, and his clothes were much more casual than the formal clothes he wore yesterday. It was just that he changed into a high-line turtleneck for no reason, which really forces people to think extra.
“Just call me Cen Zhen.” Cen Zhen pulled the chair. Only in front of his seat were chopsticks placed. Jiu and En Fei used knives and forks. Lian Yu was the only one having a pure original sandwich without any sauce, which he grabbed by hand.
“Good afternoon, Cen Zhen.” Jiu stood up and poured juice for Cen Zhen, “Lian Yu said he couldn’t drink this, so you should try.”
The juice was a strange brown color and probably wasn’t a fruit that Cen Zhen knew. However, it tasted surprisingly good. After praising it, Cen Zhen glanced at Lian Yu, who was sitting opposite him. The other party’s eyes showed regret as if he felt at a loss not seeing Cen Zhen go out with two buns on his head.
“Well, where were we just now?” Lian Yu finally remembered the business after playing overboard. En Fei reminded him: “Admission ticket.”
Lian Yu swallowed the last bite of the sandwich, “Yes, the slave market on Lava Star is strictly controlled, and even I can’t get the admission ticket in the short term.”
After all, the plot is still in the peasant uprising stage during this time in his previous life, and he had no connections in the slave market. Cen Zhen put down his chopsticks and asked: “Slave market?”
“Yes, slave market.” Lian Yu interlaced his fingers, rested them on his chin, and looked at Cen Zhen with a smile. The original novel does mention a slave market, but there is only one sentence: it was destroyed by the interstellar police many years ago. The case involved many races. All the high-level people behind the market were arrested, and no one was able to escape.
Compared to this, the slave market is indeed much rarer than the Space Expo. After all, the Expo is held every four years, and the slave market will be destroyed if they miss it this time.
“Yao Jin and Pan were sold into this market?”
“Yao Jin is, and Pan is unknown.” Lian Yu said, “The two separated halfway, Yao Jin and Pan planned to escape, and in order to cover Pan’s departure, Yao Jin took the initiative to turn back and fall into their trap. He should be in the slave market now.”
He was an intelligence trader in his previous life, and returning to his old business in this life couldn’t be more easy.
En Fei and Jiu ate elegantly, with almost no sound of knives and forks rubbing against the plates. After drinking the juice in the cup, Jiu wiped the corners of his lips and asked, “Since you can’t get the admission ticket, how do you plan to enter the slave market to rescue your friends?”
They had heard about the slave market before. Even when he was the ninth prince Huislat Yuan Fennerd, Jiu didn’t dare to say that he could easily obtain the admission ticket, not to mention that he was now a fugitive who could hardly return to his homeland.
However, both he and En Fei believed that Lian Yu would have a way. After all, he’s a menace who could come and go freely in the Zerg Royal Prison. Jiu trusted him and was in awe of him.
Original Author’s Note:
En Fei: The name is here! Xiao-jiu! Here’s your name!!!
Jiu: Who can’t roll their face on the keyboard!
Translator’s Note:
The ‘extra’ shows the author put no effort into the name >w<
I am so sorry about all the delays, I just started a new job and am adjusting. There will be another update this week (><)
Hope you have a wonderful day ❣