UCTOOT CH76

The Peach Blossom Spring no longer exists. Qin Village’s coordinates have been exposed. From now on, if these people want to, they can easily find him. Xie Wuchi’s identity as his younger brother has been made public, binding their fates together. Qin Village is no longer safe, and he fears implicating these villagers.

Having stayed in Qin Village for so long, the peace has been shattered. There’s little benefit in forcibly remaining. Perhaps it’s time to begin a new journey.

Shi Shu gave them a few instructions and said to Song Sinan: “I’m going to find Zihan and ask if he’ll stay.”

At the abandoned temple outside Li Family Station, Du Zihan was sitting under the incense table eating dry rations. Before long, a horse arrived in a cloud of dust. Shi Shu jumped off the horse, looking handsome. He told Du Zihan his thoughts, who sighed upon hearing: “Shi Shu, you know I’m cowardly. After finding you guys, I don’t want to live alone again. They say fierce beasts always walk alone, only cattle and sheep move in herds. Perhaps I’m destined to be cattle and sheep.”

Shi Shu: “Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, I’ll protect you.”

Du Zihan couldn’t help laughing: “And you’re so many years younger than me!”

Shi Shu led the horse and walked out of the temple: “Same difference.”

But as he spoke, he couldn’t help but remember that when walking with Xie Wuchi, he was the one holding his hand. But walking with Zihan, it was him leading the way through graveyards at night.

Du Zihan felt emotional: “I’m also willing to stay, to be a dog-headed strategist in Song Sinan’s army, teaching them math. That should be fine, right?”

Shi Shu: “Good, then I’ll teach them to run.”

“Hahahahaha!” The laughter shook the leaves in the forest.

Courage, courage.

One cannot avoid the world for a lifetime.

Shi Shu and Du Zihan rode their horses back to the military camp stationed outside the city. First, they settled Du Zihan with Song Sinan, who clapped his hands in delight: “Really? Second Young Master, if you follow me and something happens, your brother will skin me alive.”

Shi Shu: “He can’t control me.”

“Alright, alright, you two rest first. The tents here are all communal sleeping areas. Zihan, you’ll sleep with me tonight. Shi Shu, you should just go back to your brother—oh right, Zihan, why are you and Shi Shu both so fair-skinned?”

You don’t notice until it’s pointed out.

Du Zihan: “Huh?!”

Shi Shu: “Huh?!”

“Can you accept sleeping with me?”

Shi Shu exclaimed “What the hell,” and Du Zihan also looked at him: “Little General Song, are you…”

The two were shocked, watching Song Sinan make kissing sounds to attract Laifu, swaggering out: “Let’s go, Zihan, Laifu! Time to eat!”

“…………”

Shi Shu stood up, supporting himself on his knees, and walked out of the tent toward Xie Wuchi’s camp. The sun was about to set. It was said that more than a hundred thousand troops were stationed outside Yanzhou’s city camp. Along the way, the camp stretched endlessly, all built with wooden fences, forts, and watchtowers made of straw and plants.

From time to time, swift horses carrying military affairs galloped past. Shi Shu occasionally stood by the roadside watching the soldiers or generals on horseback, thinking they looked really cool. After walking for several li, the city camp still stretched across high and low mountain ranges. The setting sun in the distance shone on the fluttering banners on the towers, giving a somewhat desolate and solemn feeling.

There were escorted commoners on the road, seemingly refugees, being urged by official troops to walk in another direction, probably to be settled in designated areas for farming.

Shi Shu withdrew his gaze and continued forward to the Commander-in-Chief’s camp gate. No one could easily enter here. Many generals were waiting outside for an audience. When Shi Shu was peering around, Lin Yan spotted him and hurriedly led him in.

Shi Shu squatted on the ground with a grass root in his mouth. Seeing Lin Yan wave, he entered the tent.

A dim lamp was lit. Xie Wuchi was reading documents. After Shi Shu entered, food was brought in. This group of people didn’t know whether Shi Shu would stay or leave. Shi Shu lowered his head and walked in. Xie Wuchi’s hand movements stopped.

Shi Shu raised his eyebrows, indifferent: “I came to see you. The army has a curfew at night, no moving around freely. I’ll stay here tonight.”

Xie Wuchi stood up. He was only wearing a plain-colored inner robe. Hearing this, he seemed somewhat quiet, his fingers pressing on the paper on the desk, not knowing what he was thinking.

Recalling the system, Shi Shu observed Xie Wuchi. Seeing the food on the table untouched, he said: “I’m hungry.”

Xie Wuchi: “I’ll have them send more in.”

Shi Shu: “No need, just eat whatever.” He picked up the noodles on the table, which hadn’t cooled yet. After he was full, people outside brought in hot water for the night and clean clothes to change into.

The lamp light was dim. After washing up, Shi Shu soaked his feet. The light carved out light and shadow on the youth’s clear jawline, his nose bridge straight, his whole body gaining a few more edges.

After reuniting with Xie Wuchi, there wasn’t intense reminiscing, like a raging tide under the lake surface, but now everything was brewing without erupting.

After soaking his feet, everything was cleared away. Shi Shu changed into clean clothes: “I’m sleepy, going to sleep first. Are you still reading documents? Haven’t you still got that schedule?”

Xie Wuchi: “Have to handle many things, little sleep.”

“Then I’ll lie down first.”

Shi Shu went behind the screen and lay on the bed. The bedding had a mixed scent of sandalwood and medicine. The bed was soft and fluffy. He hadn’t had a good sleep since escorting the grain. Shi Shu lay in the pillow and recalled that system again.

Bored, Shi Shu pulled out the system and looked through the death list. The names were all dull gray: name, age… He didn’t know how these people actually died.

Having been here for two years, the way home was first revealed before his eyes. It turned out to have such a big connection with Xie Wuchi. It was like betting on him, waiting for him to brilliantly achieve hegemony, then usurping his victory fruit—

…Shi Shu lowered his eyes and let out a soft sigh. Xie Wuchi, you’re so powerful, strong, disciplined, invincible. Why is it that when you fall in love with someone, you act like this?

Shi Shu felt a bit of sighing in his heart and began to recall things from a year ago. He actually didn’t like recalling because it hurt, so he simply pretended to forget. The past was still very clear, vivid in his mind. Didn’t he say he wouldn’t change for anyone? Didn’t he say he only loved himself? “You want to control me?” What did that mean?

Xie Wuchi, are you a masochist?

“…”

Shi Shu’s mind was full of these thoughts. Before transmigrating, Shi Shu at most fantasized about pure campus love. Unexpectedly, a year ago, he was sleeping with a man every day, hugging and kissing, tongues licking each other.

Shi Shu’s consciousness gradually became drowsy, really sleepy. He didn’t know how much time passed. Perhaps after finishing documents late at night, there was a slight rustling sound beside him, as if Xie Wuchi was getting into bed.

Shi Shu suddenly woke up. Xie Wuchi slept at his other end. One bed spread out, one person occupying the inner side, one the outer side. Shi Shu thought in his heart… What does this mean?

Has he restrained himself and returned to propriety?

Shi Shu sat up and asked: “Why not sleep at the same head?”

Xie Wuchi seemed puzzled by this request, sitting in place: “Then I’ll sleep over.”

Now they lay at the same head. Candlelight burned nearby. Xie Wuchi’s hand supported the bed. At night, his wrist was still wrapped in gauze. Shi Shu thought, could it be that the rope tools made his wrist bloody and left ugly scars that night he escaped, so he’s always covering them?

Shi Shu rarely harbors malice toward people, but for some reason, he does toward Xie Wuchi.

Even Shi Shu finds it strange. If an ordinary person said they loved him, Shi Shu wouldn’t think of using them, would even feel awkward or moved, at least wouldn’t trample on their feelings.

But with Xie Wuchi, it seems he can manipulate his feelings without restraint.

If it were Du Zihan… forget it, forget Zihan.

Shi Shu lay flat and changed position. Xie Wuchi lay beside him, seemingly already fallen into deep sleep. Perhaps Xie Wuchi’s feelings, as he said, are twisted and deformed. Anyone who touches him will be twisted by the demon’s force field.

A wicked thought suddenly arose in Shi Shu.

Logically, if lying beside anyone, man or woman, breaking the safe distance between bodies would create unease. People also feel uneasy when others touch their skin or limbs. At least for Shi Shu, this is true. Touching means breaking through the safety line, which easily makes Shi Shu vigilant.

But with Xie Wuchi, he actually doesn’t have this boundary.

Shi Shu’s hand moved closer to Xie Wuchi’s direction until it grabbed his arm, still without any sense of distance between people. Shi Shu thought, is it that I have no boundaries with you, or that you have no defenses against me?

Xie Wuchi: “What’s wrong?”

The voice was also a male voice. Where is the attraction?

Shi Shu: “Nothing.”

Shi Shu went to sleep. The military tent was filled with a faint scent of incense, exactly the same as the calming herbal scent on Xie Wuchi’s body.

Perhaps for this reason, Shi Shu had a shocking nightmare.

The scene in the dream was completely different. Instead, he was straddling Xie Wuchi. Shi Shu wasn’t sure if his kisses had broken boundaries before. In the dream, Shi Shu straightened Xie Wuchi’s shoulders, leaned down, and suddenly pressed a fierce kiss on his lips.

An overly realistic dream, even the shape of his lips was finely outlined, sharp but restrained lines. Shi Shu leaned in to kiss him, broke through the barrier of teeth, and thrust his tongue into his mouth. Xie Wuchi’s nose tip touched his, hot breath exhaling, not quite understanding Shi Shu’s actions.

In the dream, Shi Shu said irritably: “Isn’t this how you treated me before?! What’s wrong with me treating you like this now?”

Shi Shu licked his tongue tip, his technique clumsy and awkward. After sucking Xie Wuchi’s lip, he lay on top of him, one hand holding Xie Wuchi’s face, his lower body forced to press tightly against him due to loss of strength in his back, that heat also gathering, so tight that it was about to burst.

Shi Shu held his face and kissed him, until he was out of breath, then their lips finally separated. Xie Wuchi wore that white clothes like his wife had died, pure and noble, but his lips were open, kissing Shi Shu inseparably, sticky and hot,淫丝粘连, his dark red tongue licking his lips, the demon-like handsome brows and eyes were all immersed in the ecstasy of sexual addiction.

In the dream, Shi Shu pinched his tattoo fiercely and angrily said: “Slut!”

“At times like this, is your body only feeling pleasure?”

“………………”

“Ah!”

Shi Shu woke up abruptly from the nightmare. It was now late spring and early summer. He lay in a “big” shape on Xie Wuchi’s bed, a thin quilt draped softly over his waist and abdomen. The space beside him was empty; Xie Wuchi was not there.

Cold sweat broke out on Shi Shu’s forehead, his throat trembling, his calf muscles cramping, his back covered in sticky sweat. Recalling his ugly expression, he said in his heart: “What the hell!”

“I’m twenty years old, I can really dream anything.”

Shi Shu jumped out of bed. No one was at the desk. When he lifted the curtain with his fluffy soft hair, several people walked in the clear morning mist not far away. Xie Wuchi was wearing a black training outfit, seemingly just back from morning archery practice, walking in.

Behind him was thin white fog, his brows and eyes indifferent and noble. Someone handed him a handkerchief. As he wiped his hands, Lin Yan was also reporting news.

“The batch of grain and fodder that was supposed to be transported from Chenzhou hasn’t arrived yet. We wrote several letters to urge them, but Tao Liangrui only makes excuses about insufficient grain in the warehouse, always refusing to send it.”

Another staff officer, Xu Siliang, said: “Chenzhou is close to Taiyin Prefecture, which is under Feng Chongshan’s control. I think they’re deliberately stalling. War needs soldiers, soldiers need grain. Controlling grain means controlling our troops. Who can’t see this little scheme? Feng Chongshan is still scheming!”

“The front is tight, the rear is tight. He always thinks about his own favor, disregarding the national situation. If this continues—”

Xie Wuchi handed over the handkerchief and looked up, his gaze landing at the entrance of the military tent.

Slightly hot and dry, Shi Shu turned his face away. Xie Wuchi walked in, glanced at him, then quickly averted his gaze: “Hungry? Have them serve breakfast.”

Shi Shu recalled the nightmare just now, his tongue grinding against his teeth until the roots ached, finally regaining calm. A small table was set up in the tent. Xie Wuchi sat at the desk looking at military affairs, while Shi Shu sat at the small table waiting for food.

On the side, he also heard them discussing: “This Feng Chongshan must be removed.”

“A three-dynasty veteran, that’s the kind of person he is. You’d think he has national sentiment in his heart, but he’s only concerned with his own little schemes.”

Xu Siliang pondered: “Several people under his command secretly sent letters. In my opinion—”

Outside the door, people carrying meals entered. Breakfast was very simple, only porridge and a few dishes of pickled vegetables, plus boiled eggs. Xie Wuchi seemed to have a bad stomach and occasionally ate noodles in the morning.

Shi Shu slurped a mouthful of noodles. Xie Wuchi looked at him and said: “Military food is simple. If you’re not used to it, go back to the grand residence in Yanzhou. I’ll have the residence—”

Shi Shu put down his bowl, already full: “No need. I have matters to attend to.”

Xie Wuchi fell silent.

Shi Shu got up and lifted the curtain, walking out of the tent.

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