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Chapter 122 At Least Let Me Kiss You Once
chapter 122
Fu Lian stared intently at Meng Youcheng, "I have to say... I suddenly think you're so handsome, so captivating."
Meng Youcheng glanced at him, then laughed and said, "Do you have to tease me at a time like this? You're always like this... Don't you find it boring? I'm tired of hearing it."
Fu Lian smiled, picked up a steamed bun, and took a bite. "I'm telling the truth. I feel... if this continues, I might really fall for you..."
Meng Youcheng glanced at him...
The boy remained nonchalant, having already shifted his gaze elsewhere.
Saying such things with that expression is really hard to be convincing.
The man thought he was being teased, and after a moment's thought, he said, "Speaking of which, you're actually quite capable. You can even use the abilities of birds of prey. Are you using an eagle's wings?"
Fu Lian glanced at him, "Yes..."
Meng Youcheng thought for a moment, then hesitated before saying, "Using wings allows you to fly in the sky at such a high speed. Why didn't you use that move when you fought me?"
"Even if you can't beat me in a fight, you can at least outrun me, right? You certainly won't be caught and brought here, will you?"
The boy was stunned...
He pondered for a moment, then uttered only two words, "Forgot."
Meng Youcheng didn't make things difficult for him anymore, after all, he could guess the cause and effect.
The man picked up a tree branch and drew a picture on the ground. After a long pause, he finally spoke, "I'm sorry..."
The boy asked, puzzled, "What?"
Meng Youcheng continued, "I didn't know you would be in pain. I've been using you as a shield. I just wanted to give you a warning and make you behave. To be honest... I really feel sorry for you."
Fu Lian turned her head slightly in shock to look at the man's profile. "You..."
Meng Youcheng didn't look at him, but drew circles on the ground. "I always thought you were like me, suffering from those non-fatal injuries that didn't hurt, so I..."
The boy chuckled, looking down. "Heh... it's nothing. It's been so long, I've completely forgotten about it..."
Fu Lian chuckled and continued, "See these hands of mine? Don't be fooled by their current unharmed appearance; they've actually been slashed over 1000 times. And these legs, about 1000 times as well. The most damaged part of my body is probably my neck; it's been slashed over 20,000 times here, hasn't it?"
"I've probably done this more than 40,000 times all over my body. I'm not saying this to get your pity, but just to tell you that I've long been used to the hurt you've caused me, and I don't think it's anything."
Meng Youcheng pondered, "Did you kill all those who hurt you?"
"Oh……?"
Fu Lian immediately laughed and tilted his head back. "If I killed them all, wouldn't my hands hold tens of thousands of lives? I'm afraid that after death, I wouldn't even be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation. I don't want that. I would only kill someone if I found them extremely repulsive..."
"Like Jeff's brother, I only severed his tendons in his hands and feet. I don't even bother fighting most people; I just run away."
Meng Youcheng remained silent, looking down...
Fu Lian smiled and said, "Major General, if you really feel sorry for me, let me marry you. Consider it a way of repaying your kindness with my body..."
The man's expression froze, and he turned to look at him. "What kind of time is this? Still joking around here?"
The boy didn't look at him, his expression still flippant. "How do you know I'm not telling the truth?"
Although Meng Youcheng has no romantic experience in real life?
But he still understands the most basic principles...
At the very least, you have to look at someone else when you confess your feelings, right?
The way you look...it's like you're joking.
"How was the Major General's assessment?"
Fu Lian changed the subject, turning to look at him, "You seem to have a pretty good eye for people, right?"
Meng Youcheng: "Huh?"
"Then let me test you..."
Before he could react, Fu Lian asked with a smile, "What kind of person does the Major General think Huo Siquan is?"
The man didn't evade the question, and thoughtfully answered, "Aloof, not talkative, but also somewhat gentle—tough on the outside, soft on the inside, I guess?"
"He's a coward, hasn't the Major General noticed?"
Meng Youcheng was immediately puzzled. "What are you talking about? He's the commander-in-chief here, how could he...?"
Fu Lian interrupted him with a smile, "I was talking about relationships. It's actually very simple. That time I asked him why he didn't send a carrier pigeon, he didn't reply. If I'm not mistaken, he probably didn't dare to, afraid that the other person's reply wouldn't be what he wanted, and also afraid that the other person would find him annoying."
"He didn't know how to face his former lover, so he kept avoiding the question and didn't ask. Only when the night was quiet did he dare to cowardly look at things and think of her."
Meng Youcheng thought for a while but did not refute.
Fu Lian smiled and said, "I think we should help him. True love will prevail in the end. If we can accomplish this, it will be a meritorious deed. Perhaps I can even be reincarnated after I die."
The man shook his head. "If I haven't received a request for help, I most likely won't help..."
The boy frowned. "So rigid..."
Meng Youcheng turned to look at him. "It's not that you're inflexible. It's because you don't know where to start or how to help. If you accidentally mess it up, forget about doing good deeds. It would be a good thing if you weren't punished. Moreover, the person involved might think your good intentions are unnecessary and become extremely annoyed with you."
Fu Lian nodded, seemingly understanding, "Oh..."
"What happened to your leg?"
Meng Youcheng looked down at Fu Lian's leg. Blood soaked through his trousers, and drops of blood kept dripping onto the floor. Because of the dim lighting, Meng Youcheng hadn't noticed...
I only noticed this oddity recently, by chance.
Fu Lian belatedly withdrew his leg. "Oh, nothing?"
Meng Youcheng reached out and forcibly pulled his leg out. "Are you injured? Is it because of that giant python? That shouldn't be... That snake hasn't been around for 1000 years, has it? Why are you...?!"
The man rolled up the boy's trouser leg, revealing a deep, dark green scar that was constantly oozing blood...
The scar is very large, it doesn't look like a new injury, it must be a recurrence of an old injury.
Meng Youcheng froze for a few seconds, "This injury..."
Fu Lian dismissed it, trying to pull his leg back. "It'll be fine tomorrow. It's just an old injury flaring up. It's nothing serious, just a bit more painful than usual."
The man held onto his leg tightly and wouldn't let go. He rummaged in his pocket and took out a bottle of medicine.
Fu Lian looked at him and said with a smile, "There's no need to make such a fuss. My body has a strong healing ability. I should be fine after tomorrow. I'm just a little too weak to walk right now."
"Besides, I'm just a worthless person, about to die soon. Your medicine is so expensive, keep it for yourself."
Meng Youcheng glanced at him, opened the medicine, and evenly applied the powder to his leg, saying as he did so, "If your healing ability is really that good, why did this wound leave a scar? It's obvious that your healing ability can't solve it."
"And... I used to think that... living was a waste of air, but I only realized today that you've saved so many people. Maybe they haven't thanked you, but I think... in their hearts, they don't hate you. On the contrary, they hope you can live as comfortably as possible..."
"So what I'm doing now is, in a way, repaying you on their behalf."
Fu Lian remained silent, his gaze fixed on the man's profile. He slowly raised his hand and touched Meng Youcheng's face. "Why... is he more and more captivating the more I look at him?"
Meng Youcheng patiently applied the medicine to him. "If you want to express your gratitude, just say thank you. Don't tease me anymore. I find it... boring, and I don't care."
Seeing that the man did not resist his hand, the boy became bolder, leaned forward slightly, moved his hand to the man's chin, and gently stroked his stubble...
Am I...going to become gay?
"what?"
Meng Youcheng paused, looked up at him, and asked, "What... are you talking about?"
The boy quickly withdrew his hand, averted his gaze, and pretended to be nonchalant. "I mean... am I about to die? I'm actually feeling quite comfortable. I haven't felt this way since I became a mutant. Is this some kind of 'revolving lantern' phenomenon?"
The man continued applying the medicine while looking down. "A revolving lantern is a way of recalling everything that happened before death. This doesn't count. At most, it's just me being merciful and giving you a massage."
"Oh……"
Fu Lian said with a smile, "To have the esteemed Major General give me a massage, I'm truly honored..."
Meng Youcheng had already applied the medicine, then put it in his pocket, clapped his hands, and lowered the man's leg. "Given your actions today, saving a baby, I'm showing you mercy. Don't overthink it..."
The boy pondered, "I did save a life, after all. Is it too perfunctory of you to just let me apply medicine?"
"So what do you want?"
Fu Lian didn't look at him, but casually said, "At least let me kiss you, okay?"
Just as Meng Youcheng was about to speak, the boy suddenly pounced on him, pinning him down and looking down at him...
Looking into Fu Lian's eyes, Meng Youcheng couldn't sense any affection whatsoever; he only felt that Fu Lian was teasing him again.
"Don't you think your joke went a bit too far?"
Before Meng Youcheng could continue speaking, Fu Lian suddenly leaned down and kissed his lips...