Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Zhuang Li pulled back the partition curtain, walked step by step to Si Ming, squatted down, placed his hands on his knees, tilted his head to look at the other person, and repeated, “I really don’t want to be friends with you at all.”
Si Ming stared blankly at the curly-haired boy, then closed his eyes in despair and buried his head in his arms.
At that moment, Zhuang Li cupped his face, pressed his own face against his, nose to nose, and forcefully commanded, “Open your eyes and look at me properly!”
Si Ming was forced to open his eyes and looked at the other person with red eyes.
Even knowing that this person held a sharp blade, ready to cut open his completely defenseless heart, he couldn’t refuse. He just wanted to listen to him, whether it was happiness or pain, he would accept it all as long as it came from Xiao Curly.
Zhuang Li stared intently into those eyes, which were filled with tears and despair, and said carefully and slowly, “Listen carefully, I will only say this once. I don’t want to be friends with you, because I like you, I want to be with you for the rest of my life, to be your lover, to be your partner, to spend this life together, and then the next life, and then forever. I’ve known for a long time that you have ALS, but I don’t care.”
Si Ming suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at the person opposite him in shock and disbelief.
“What, what did you say?” he asked, trembling.
Zhuang Li didn’t respond at all. He just took out a wet wipe from his pocket, unwrapped it, folded it into a small square, and carefully wiped his lover’s face, first the sweaty forehead, then the tear-filled eyes, and finally the snotty nose.
He wiped those thin lips, which were tinged with a pale blue from pain and despair, repeatedly, then rubbed them back and forth with his fingertips before suddenly leaning down and kissing them fiercely.
Si Ming: “!!!”
Zhong Xingyun: “!!!”
School doctor: “Cough cough cough! I’m going out to guard the gate!”
No amount of disbelief, pain, despair, helplessness, or confusion could be contained in that passionate kiss.
Zhuang Li held his lover’s face, gently brushed his hot ears, then pressed the back of his head, deepening the kiss and conveying all his inner firm love to him.
Finally, he bit the tip of his lover’s tongue with his canine teeth and asked in a hoarse voice, “Does it hurt?”
“It hurts.” Si Ming nodded blankly, but his hands were tightly holding the little curly-haired boy’s slender waist, fearing that he would pull away.
“Pain means it’s not a dream.” Zhuang Li said while rubbing his lover’s head.
Si Ming stared blankly for a long while before finally grinning foolishly. This really wasn’t a dream! His wish had come true!
Going from hell to heaven, it only took a moment.
Seeing him smile so cutely, Zhuang Li couldn’t help but kiss his cheek.
Si Ming tilted his head and offered his lips to him, learning French kissing without any instruction. He held the little curly-haired boy tightly with his left hand, like a drowning man holding a piece of driftwood.
It seemed that his body was not out of control but had its own ideas.
Zhuang Li inserted five fingers into Si Ming’s completely unfeeling right hand, interlocking their fingers and pressing them tightly against his chest, guiding him step by step: “What is our relationship now?”
“We’re in a relationship.” Si Ming’s ears turned red, and his voice trembled.
“If I had ALS, would you dislike me?”
“How is that possible! I would take care of you forever!”
“So I feel the same way. I will take care of you for the rest of my life. I will not look down on you at all.”
Si Ming: “…” His eyes reddened again. Overwhelmed by emotion and intense happiness, he lost his reason and was unable to express himself.
Zhuang Li held his head, kissed his forehead gently, and continued to induce: “Do you believe what I say?”
“Believe.”
“I will cure your illness and let you live like a normal person. Do you believe me?”
Xuan Ming hesitated for a moment and then nodded vigorously: “I believe it.”
“Good boy.” Zhuang Li smiled contentedly, gently stroking his lover’s cheek before revealing his schedule: “So starting tomorrow, I won’t be able to come to school. I have to save you, so I have to develop a gene-repairing drug, and I have to be in the lab 24/7. My time is your life, can you understand?”
Si Ming froze, his crimson ears quickly turning pale, and the fear of being abandoned surging up from the bottom of his heart.
Zhuang Li lowered his head and kissed his thin lips, easily dispelling his fear: “But you can come to the lab to see me anytime. In fact, I need you to cooperate with me to do some physical examinations. Here is the lab’s address. Remember it. If you miss me, come to see me, but the premise is that you must study hard.”
He slipped the note with the address on it into his lover’s hand.
Si Ming immediately gripped the note tightly and declared as if making a vow, “I will visit you every day.”
“Bring your homework and notebooks with you when you come. I’ll help you catch up when I have time,” Zhuang Li added at the opportune moment.
Si Ming, overjoyed: “…”
“Puff!” Zhong Xingyun was amused. Seeing Young Master Si glaring at him coldly, he immediately turned around and waved, “You guys chat, you guys chat, I’m going out first.”
Zhuang Li was most concerned about Si Dashao’s studies, and for that reason alone, Zhong Xingyun was willing to believe he wasn’t a bad person. As for what he said about gene-enhancing drugs, he should just listen and not take it seriously.
Grandpa Si searched the world’s top doctors, but none dared to guarantee a cure for Si Ming. Zhuang Li was only seventeen years old; what methods could he possibly have?
Zhong Xingyun shook her head and sighed as she stepped out of the infirmary, only to find that the school doctor had disappeared. While a familiar figure darted around the corner, as if he had been eavesdropping outside the window.
“Xiu Yue?” Zhong Xingyun raised an eyebrow in surprise but didn’t take this incident to heart at all.
To put it bluntly, Si Ming is so ill, and his days are numbered. Who would want to cause him trouble because he’s fallen in love with another man? Even if Xiu Yue finds out, the Si family didn’t care at all.
….
After comforting his lover, Zhuang Li rushed to the laboratory with peace of mind.
Si Ming originally wanted to send the person there personally, but when he arrived at the school gate, he found that there were already several cars parked on the roadside waiting. Several strong men in black got out of the leading car, surrounded the little curly-haired boy in the middle, vigilantly observed the surrounding environment, then quickly invited the person into the back seat, closed the door and left.
The remaining vehicles either led the way or followed behind, with several more vehicles circling on either side, completely preventing unfamiliar vehicles from approaching.
They left in a grand procession, their movement even more exaggerated than that of the richest man’s trip.
Si Ming was filled with reluctance and didn’t think much of it, but Zhong Xingyun vaguely realized something and his heart skipped a beat.
“Young Master Si, where’s the address Zhuang Li gave you? Let me see it.” He opened his palm.
Si Ming absentmindedly handed over the note.
Zhong Xingyun took a picture of the note and sent it to Grandpa Si.
Less than two seconds later, Old Master Si called, sounding astonished: “Who gave you this address?”
Zhong Xingyun walked to the side and gave a detailed report on everything that had happened that day.
Old Master Si was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time. After a long time, he suppressed his excitement and ordered, “Don’t interfere in their affairs. Let them develop freely. This may be Xiao Ming’s last hope!”
“Really?” Zhong Xingyun was genuinely surprised.
Old Master Si had connections everywhere; and he wouldn’t say such things without reason.
“Do you know about Area 51[1] in the United States?” Old Master Si asked instead of answering.
“I know.” Zhong Xingyun was full of questions.
“The address on this note is the Area 51 of China. If Xiao Ming is allowed free access to this address to visit Zhuang Li in the future, you should understand the implications, right?”
“Yes, I understand! Grandpa, I understand! I didn’t hinder their relationship at all; in fact, I helped them. Don’t worry! Alright, alright, I know. I definitely won’t say anything out of line. Hmm, hmm, I’ll send the eldest son to visit Zhuang Li tomorrow. I’ll call you again if I hear anything.”
After the old man’s tireless admonitions, Zhong Xingyun hung up the phone, looked down at the note in his palm, and couldn’t help but show a look of awe.
If the young master can really freely enter and leave Area 51, then how high was Zhuang Li’s authority in Area 51? He’s just a family member…
Zhong Xingyun tapped his head, not daring to think any further.
….
The next day, Si Ming got up early, stuffed a thick photo album into his schoolbag, and tiptoed down the stairs, around the living room, intending to go to the garage, but was stopped by a stern voice: “What are you doing sneaking around like that?”
Si Ming immediately froze.
“Going to see your little boyfriend?” Old Master Si, who was already sitting in the dining room reading the newspaper, waved him off impatiently: “Come and have breakfast first!”
“Grandpa, aren’t you going to scold me?” Si Ming was extremely surprised.
“I just want you to be happy.” Old Master Si patted the table. “Eat your meal, and after you finish, bring some to your little boyfriend as well.”
Upon hearing the last sentence, Si Ming immediately strode into the dining room and urgently instructed the chef: “I’ll just have a bowl of porridge. Make another batch of pan-fried dumplings, with chive and pork filling. Fry one side until crispy and fragrant but make sure the other side doesn’t get a drop of oil on it. The texture should be crispy yet soft and chewy. Also, prepare a dish of aged vinegar with two drops of garlic juice.”
The chef smiled and agreed.
Grandpa Si quipped, “You seem to know people quite well.”
“I know everything he likes.” Si Ming grinned foolishly.
Seeing the joy shining in his eyes, Old Master Si was also greatly pleased. The atmosphere in the Si family hadn’t been this lively in a long time.
After seeing his grandson off, Grandpa Si slowly walked into the living room, clasped his hands together and pressed down on a dragon-headed cane. He sat upright on the sofa, his gloomy eyes staring into the distance, lost in thought.
He sat there stiffly for more than an hour, and finally the call he was waiting for came.
Zhong Xingyun whispered like a thief, “Grandpa, I’m on my way back. The eldest young master went in. The guards at the gate are all special forces, and there’s an electric fence on the wall. When I drove over, there were several guns pointed at my head in the watchtower. I was almost scared to death! Zhuang Li personally came to pick up the eldest young master, wearing a white coat, with two guards by his side. Now I finally understand why those nine families didn’t dare to cause trouble for Zhuang Li. His backing is stronger than anyone else’s.”
“Okay, I understand. Come back now.” After hanging up the phone, Grandpa Si’s straight back suddenly slumped, and two lines of tears slowly slid down his aged cheeks, but then he laughed heartily.
My grandson has really made something of himself; he found such a boyfriend without making a sound!
Meanwhile, Zhuang Li was eating breakfast while looking through the photo album that Si Ming had brought.
“Is this you when you were little? So cute.” He praised, but his gaze was fixed on the plants behind the child, and the smile on his lips did not reach his eyes at all.
He flipped through many more photos and asked, “Why do you grow so many cycads?”
Cycads, also known as iron trees, were a very popular landscaping plant.
“I don’t know either. The landscaping at home is done by the gardener.” Si Ming had not noticed any problems yet.
Pointing to the background of the two photos, Zhuang Li continued to ask, “This is the Xiu family, and this is the Si family, right?”
“Yes.” Si Ming nodded.
“Both of their gardens are filled with cycads. Whose idea was that?”
“I don’t know.” Si Ming scratched the back of his head.
Zhuang Li frowned and pressed further, “Have you and your mother had genetic testing done? Have they discovered the gene that causes ALS?”
“We did it, but we didn’t find anything.” Si Ming shook his head.
“Then do the genetic test again now, and I’ll take you to the infirmary,” Zhuang Li quickly ordered as he stood up.
Although Si Ming was full of doubts, he still obediently entered the medical examination room.
While waiting for the results outside, Zhuang Li sneered at 7480 and said, “Just pray that Si Ming’s illness has nothing to do with the Child of Destiny, otherwise I will make his death worse than anyone else’s.”
7480: “…”
What the hell did I do to deserve this? I’m your sweetheart now!
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[1] Area 51 is a highly classified United States Air Force facility in southern Nevada, officially named Homey Airport, located at Groom Lake. Its confirmed purpose is as a flight testing facility for experimental aircraft and weapons systems, and it was originally established in 1955 by the CIA to test the U-2 spy plane. Due to its secrecy, Area 51 is the subject of numerous conspiracy theories, primarily centered on claims of extraterrestrial life and technology.