Gu Song was utterly stunned, his galloping heartbeats were drumming in his ears, and each sound was more intense than the other.
His mind went blank, as the intense joy of amnesty and the fear of loss intertwined, and his chest swelled with pain.
If it was a dream, it felt too real.
Gu Song slowly raised his hand, pinched his face hard, and immediately sucked in a cold breath. Before he could return to his senses, a very soft laughter suddenly rang in front of him.
Like a hand reaching into the heart and tenderly holding it, with warmth mixed with softness and gentleness, soft ripples quietly spread in his chest.
Gu Song's heart had almost stopped beating from the overwhelming emotional turmoil. He tried to pretend to be as calm as possible so as not to reveal his true thoughts. However, in the midst of all this, he caught sight of a faint smile that couldn't be hidden behind his gentle and warm expression.
Gu Song's mind instantly soared, tensing up his body, as he turned red from head to toes: "Youngest Master…"
His Youngest Master raised his eyebrows slightly, earnestly trying his best to suppress the smile, but the corners of his lips were still slightly curled up.
…The Youngest Master gave an order.
With that smile stagnating his thoughts, returning to reality was really difficult. Gu Song frowned, trying his best to recall what Lu Qingshi had just said, but the grumpy Youngest Master had no patience. He grabbed his arm and took the initiative to kiss him.
His dizziness was just eased, so the strength in Lu Qingshi's body wasn't enough. Gu Song also didn't have time to cooperate with his strength. With such a pull, the feeble Youngest master unsteadily fell into the embrace of the juvenile servant who was now broad and solid.
Gu Song hurriedly hugged him, and was about to speak, but his Youngest Master had already raised his head on his own initiative.
Gu Song's face turned beet red, stiffly holding him firmly.
The Youngest Master was still dizzy…
His heartbeat rumbled and his brain turned to mush. Gu Song sighed, not daring to think about what his Youngest Master was doing. He just held Lu Qingshi close to his chest, covered his forehead with one hand, and gently and slowly rubbed it with just enough strength.
His Youngest Master.
He had never had such a particularly pleasant and sweet feeling because of this title. Gu Song's heartbeat grew faster as he recalled those four words repeatedly in his heart, and he carefully hid them away properly.
Getting no expected response from Gu Song, Lu Qingshi opened his eyes, raised his hand to hold the hand that was rubbing his forehead conscientiously for him, and kissed all the way up.
Adam's apple, chin, cheeks-under the interference of dizziness from time to time, he couldn't find the spot quickly. He just bumped and stumbled all the way gently and softly, but it became a real pain and happy torment for the juvenile servant's blood and vigor.
Gu Song's breathing became heavier and he silently tightened his arms.
Mouth.
Finally finding the right position, Lu Qingshi tilted his head to kiss it, but was stopped by Gu Song's hastily raised hand: "Youngest Master—–"
It's just that in other places, he could grit his teeth and pretend nothing had happened, but if he got kissed for real and couldn't react, it's really asking for too much! [mfn]Jue: Please spare mercy on our poor Gu Song, Youngest Master…kekeke MG: … Jue, you perv-[/mfn]
In recent years, they had grown up side by side with growing affection. But no matter how close they became, Gu Song had always concealed the thought carefully in his heart, and had never expected to get the slightest response. Suddenly, his wish was fulfilled, but he became more cautious and nervous, for fear that he would be deprived of his current qualifications to be close to him when his Youngest Master got over this period.
Although he knew that his Youngest Master did not have such a fickle mind…
The thoughts were chaotic and all over the place. While he was in the midst of the battle between heaven and earth, he suddenly noticed his sleeves were pulled so he lowered his eyes subconsciously and met the delicate eyebrows belonging to the person in his arms were slightly brought together and the corners of his lips were slightly stretched and vaguely pursed open, with a grievance that couldn't be ignored: "Not bitter."
Lu Qingshi tilted his head to look at him, his still sulking lips turning slightly white.
Although he had to drink seven or eight bowls of medicine daily, every time he had taken the medicine, he ate sugar and gargled seriously, so he shouldn't still taste the bitter.
It's not bitter anymore… Can't you kiss it?[mfn]Anna: I'm done! MY HEARTTTTT! MG: Dw, I'm a certified CPR pro.[/mfn]
As he had been spoiled too well these years, naturally he felt aggrieved by this. Lu Deng blamed himself for being too slack in his heart, and tried hard to hold back the grievance that couldn't be held back. He wanted to support himself and sit up, but suddenly he was clamped on his shoulders by the powerful hands and hoisted into the hard chest.
"I know, I know – Youngest Master is not bitter at all."
No matter what it takes…
Unexpectedly, the Youngest Master thought of this kind of thing. Gu Song said in a dumb voice, and he felt words weren't enough. Therefore, he leaned him back on the sofa carefully and putting one hand on the back of the neck, he leaned over and kissed.[mfn]Jue: Kyaaaaaaaaaa finalllllllllyyyyyyyy[/mfn]
No matter what his Youngest Master wants, he will give it.
The body inside his arms shuddered lightly, his chest moved with heavy breaths while his hands were firmly grasping his sleeves.
The lips felt cool and soft to touch, the tip of the tongue gently opened his closed lips and the tongue soon followed.
Gu Song kissed him carefully. The entanglement[mfn]Anna: lmaaao all I could think of was Will and Jada Smith's meme[/mfn] of the lips and tongue[mfn]Anna: The raws say teeth but I feel like tongue suits better[/mfn] quickly transmitted a numbing current, going through every inch and corner. After a while, he stepped back and dropped a light kiss on the white forehead.
Because his Youngest Master was always soaking in medicine, even if it was covered by the sweetness of sugar, he could still taste the bitter and astringent fragrance that lingered from his lips and tongue.
To end this… impossible. I love this person too much to let go.
He loves him so much that he can't stop.
Gu Song smiled at him, before lowering his head again and dropping light and soft kisses all the way down from his forehead. He kissed his gentle and soft eyebrows, the thick and long eyelashes, and also the slight tears from the end of the eyes.
"Youngest Master is really sweet."
From head to toe, from inside to outside, everything that could be touched or even couldn't be touched was sweet.
Lu Qingshi raised his head, his brows curved into a soft arc and his black eyes lit up with stars, but his thick eyelashes blinked tiredly. Feeling overwhelmed, he closed them.
"Youngest Master!"
Gu Song wanted to feel his pulse, but Lu Qingshi slightly turned his wrist and avoided it. While closing his eyes, he searched for Gu Song's hand and leaned back weekly in his arms.
Can neither be excited or tired. Even if it's just the rapid heartbeat from the first kiss, it could make him a little overwhelmed.
If he was discovered, Gu Song would definitely insist on sending him to check his body. With advanced technology in the interstellar age, there were countless ways to check what had happened to him.
"Hold me to sleep for a while, I'm very tired…"
It's just a normal reaction brought by a fast heart rate, which would be eased as long as you took a rest. It's not a big deal.
Lu Qingshi leaned against his arms and murmured with the unchanged voice mixed with a little nasal tone, so soft that no one could make any refusal to it.
Gu Song also couldn't utter a word of rejection, and walked back to the bedroom with him in his arms.
❆
They hadn't gone that far when they encountered a dashing officer in military uniform.
Gu Song paused, hugged Lu Qingshi tighter, and bowed slightly: "Third Young Master."
When he first came to the Lu family, most of his dealings were with Lu Fanghai, who was the head of the family, and he had only met the others in remote sessions. He only knew that this person was called Lu Nanxing, and because his physical fitness was better than that of the ordinary Special Army members, he was usually taken out by Lu Feng as a bodyguard.
In the video conference where he met the Lu family for the first time, Lu Nanxing was the only one who ingeniously proposed to let him lie in the snow while the Youngest Master was responsible for burying him in the snow.
In the end, Lu Feng didn't come back because of the end of the snow season and the proposal failed to take shape, but Gu Song still suffered from chills whenever he saw him.
"Is Qingshi feeling uncomfortable?"
Lu Nanxing didn't pay any mind to Gu Song's response. Instead, he quickly walked over to check his youngest brother's condition and raised his hand to touch Lu Qingshi's forehead: "Why are you sweating so much? Have you checked your body?"
"Third Brother…."
Lu Qingshi opened his eyes, smoothening his eyebrows so as not to reveal his discomfort, and he said softly: "I had just finished the piano lesson…I'm fine."
In fact, he was still dizzy. Although he tried his best to talk to his brother, he still had to stop talking after only a few words and closed his eyes again.
The youngest brother's discomfort was the most important thing to him. Lu Nanxing didn't care about his rudeness at all. He just frowned and said in a low voice of dissatisfaction: "Even if my father hopes for him to be a dragon, we shouldn't get to this point—are we not able to make money or can't fight? With so many older brothers, we can't support you, a single person?"
While talking, he had already raised his hand to take his brother from Gu Song's arms.
The Youngest Master was so soft and comfortable to hug. No matter how much he grew, he stayed the same way. There was always an older brother who would come snatching him up and hug him for a while.[mfn]Anna: His brothers are always fighting over him in order to hug and hold him so there's always an older brother who will snatch and whisk him away.[/mfn]
Gu Song had always cooperated with them, but this time he was suddenly reluctant to let go. He gritted his teeth and gathered up his courage: "Third Young Master, Youngest Master is feeling dizzy, so it's better not to change hands…"
Lu Nanxing paused, his eyes shot coldly.
Sure enough, it's started!
He always knew that this slave would take his youngest brother from them sooner or later, so he did not approve of allowing the youngest brother to get close to him at all. But now it might be too late to intervene.
Lu Nanxing's thoughts went out of control for an instant and he had already made up countless scenarios in his head in which he would have ended up getting locked up if he really acted according to those plans. His murderous aura kept getting more intense as he thought. When he was about to attack, his sleeve was suddenly held by a hand gently.[mfn]Anna: He basically imagined slaughtering Gu Song because he let his imagination and jealousy run wild.[/mfn]
"Third Brother…."
Lu Qingshi opened his eyes and looked at him. Some loose strands of hair were stuck to his forehead due to sweat. He might probably be feeling too uncomfortable. The soft black eyes were full of forbearance: "Third Brother, I'm uncomfortable…"[mfn]MG: Mr. Stark, I don't feel so good…[/mfn]
Lu Nanxing: …
Lu Nanxing immediately dispersed his hostility, leaned down and carefully ruffled his brother's hair before making way for Gu Song to carry him back to the bedroom quickly.
"Qingshi, Third Brother won't bother you anymore—you quickly go back and take a good rest. Third Brother will help you tell Father to let you take fewer piano lessons, okay?"
The youngest brother in the arms of the rebellious servant had no more strength to open his eyes, but was still smiling at him. The moment the elder brother was coated well, the atmosphere loosened, and his imposing manner was softened by three points again: "Let Gu Song accompany you, you can call on him if you have anything to do, no need to be polite to him."
Lu Qingshi curled his pale eyebrows, responded very gently, and reached out to rub his palm.
Lu Nanxing melted in place and watched helplessly as Gu Song whispered 'sorry' and hastily carried his youngest brother all the way into the bedroom.
Next time.
Next time, when his brother is better, he must beat this rebellious servant with a sack.[mfn]Anna: The RAWS say sack, probably a sack filled with rocks or something[/mfn]
Gu Song quickly escaped from the Third Young Master, not even having time to recall what was going on. He returned to the bedroom as soon as possible with Lu Qingshi in his arms.
With gentle movements, he peeled off the clothes that had been drenched with cold sweat, revealing his thin and soft body. Gu Song carefully placed him in the treatment cabin, letting the gentle water mist used for cleaning cover the pale and thin body of the young man.
Lu Qingshi had already fallen asleep when he was put inside, and he didn't even respond much, just instinctively relaxed his eyebrows and let out a relaxed and comfortable sigh.
Gu Song stayed by the side and waited until the warm wind dried both Lu Qingshi's short hair and body, then he skillfully wrapped the Youngest Master in a large fleece blanket and put him on the soft and thick bed.
❆
Because Lu Qingshi's body was damaged by radiation in the mother's womb, the general therapy was completely inapplicable to him. And a treatment cabin could only be used under strict control of the time. At fifteen minutes sharp, he must be taken out immediately .
Day after day, Gu Song had long been familiar with these processes, and he could do so in order with ease even when he was busy. After helping Lu Qingshi lie down comfortably, he set the timer for two hours and boiled the medicine before letting it cool for a while. Then, he waited till the last second of the timer, and carefully held his shoulders to support him: "Youngest Master, drink the medicine."
His voice was not loud so only after patiently repeating it several times, Lu Qingshi finally opened his eyes.
The confusion after waking up disappeared the instant his eyes met Gu Song's gaze, a slight smile quickly bloomed: "Third Brother didn't bother you anymore, right?"
Gu Song was a bit surprised and then shook his head honestly.
Lu Qingshi curled his lips in satisfaction and allowed Gu Song to help him sit up, but he didn't take the initiative to drink the medicine as before. Even when the medicine bowl was held to his mouth, he still pressed his lips tight and did not move.
After Gu Song hesitated a little, he lowered his gaze and looked at the starry light in the black eyes.
There was even a little bit of willfulness tainted in those eyes, staring at him without even blinking. The corners of the lips were curled up slightly and pursed open, quite oblivious of the soft curvature.
Such a carefree look appeared only after he and his Youngest Master had been together for a year or two. Since that time, Lu Qingshi would no longer be nervous about spilling medicine or accidentally breaking a toy. He learned to actively ask for what he wanted and reject what he didn't want to do. If the opportunity arises, he would still opt to make a decent mess once or twice.
Although the Youngest Master was still weak to act willful, the two developed a silent understanding based on years of companionship. Whenever Lu Qingshi assumed this posture, he had relatively excessive demands in his hands.
Gu Song guessed his mind and cautiously opened his mouth to advise him, "Youngest Master, all the medicine needs to be finished..."
Lu Qingshi choked and couldn't help coughing.
It startled Gu Song, he quickly got up to pat him on the back. The Youngest Master leaned on his arm obediently, half of his head buried in his shoulders. He muttered softly after a while. "I'll only drink the medicine if you feed it to me yourself."
…..Wasn't I (spoon)feeding you just now?
Quickly swallowing the question that was almost out of his mouth, Gu Song was dazed for a moment until a streak of light suddenly flashed across his heart. He gently lifted the warm head from his chest and shoulders. "Youngest Master?"
The Youngest Master had already turned red, curled up in his arms and refused to look at him. He took a deep breath to build up his courage, but his voice was still soft. "(Mouth)feed me… you can't shrink away from your duty, or I'll get angry…"
It was with great difficulty and a timid, soft nasally sound that Lu Qingshi was able to voice the request out loud. The soft, quivering voice was like a feather that scratched the tip of Gu Song's heart.
The moonlight looked serene, the stars were crystal clear, and the breeze rolled with the fragrance of flowers gently whirling.
In the deepest part of the memory, the young child's white fingertips pinched a small ball of cotton candy, pretending to forcefully feed into his mouth. The soft sweetness gradually grew and gently permeated through time.
Gu Song's heart beat faster, and he hurriedly lowered his head to hide his flushed face.
...
Can't bear demanding such embarrassing things out loud.
There was really no way to read the remaining lines from the script again. Lu Deng's heart thumped like a drum, and he quietly asked the system in his mind, [ Is it really effective to use this method? ]
[ It does work! Host, have faith in me! ]
Seeing the host's tossing and turning after a whole decade of barely touching (Gu song), the system was troubled in silence so it decided to switch to the cabbage selling camp[mfn]Anna: There's a saying 'growing a cabbage only to be eaten by pigs, which means you are taking care of something like it's precious but only to be ruined by someone/something way inferior. Here, instead of protecting the cabbage(Lu Deng), the system wants to sell him so that he can get eaten(by Gu Song)faster.[/mfn] and waved a small flag in his mind. [ Kiss before you become an adult! Otherwise, it would be too late! ]
Lu Deng laughed dumbfoundedly. He was just about to placate the system that was behaving more excited than him, but the juvenile servant in front of him had already sipped a mouthful of medicine, held it inside his cheeks clumsily without any prior experience and leaned over.[mfn]MG: How many years more are you gonna remain a juvenile, Gu Song? ಥ_ಥ[/mfn]
….It is indeed effective.
The fireworks bloomed quickly in his heart, his eyes were clear, and he obediently opened his mouth, allowing him to feed the medicine down into his throat.
The tip of the soft and smooth tongue approached cautiously, causing Gu Song's heart to beat insanely fast. He was afraid that if he tightened his arms around Lu Qingshi, he might hurt him so he could only control himself, his body becoming as stiff as iron. However, only the strength in his arms remained, his whole body was losing strength from all those overwhelming feelings.
Lu Qingshi had just recovered so Gu Song didn't want to disturb him very much. The Youngest Master was simply wrapped in a fleece blanket to protect him from wind. When he raised his head to respond, the fleece blanket slid down his pale and thin shoulders.
Gu Song's eyes were quick and sharp. He stopped the blanket from falling with one hand and wrapped it tightly on his shoulders back before taking another mouthful of medicine to feed him.
...
A bowl of medicine was drunk very quickly, and the Youngest Master drank better than before without even needing to eat some sugar at the end.
"Youngest Master is so obedient."[mfn]MG: No, brain, stay pure.[/mfn]
Gu Song straightened up and gently stroked the kissed lips with his fingers. After putting the medicine bowl aside, he stretched his arms to draw the person into his arms and stoked the shoulders and chest that turned cold after a while. "Youngest Master, don't be afraid. I will definitely be responsible."
The body in his arms moved slightly, and he looked up at him. He lowered his gaze and kissed the top of his hair lightly, his voice slightly muted.
"I'll be responsible for everything. I am the Youngest Master's servant, and I am willing to give the Youngest master everything I own, my body, my soul…"
Before he finished speaking, Lu Qingshi's breathing suddenly stagnated, and his body tightened suddenly, clutching his arm firmly.
Gu Song was alarmed slightly and looked down at him. "Youngest Master…?"
Right at that moment, inside Lu Qingshi's mind, the image of Gu Song in the brain field[mfn]MG: Refer current arc's synopsis on C72.1[/mfn] having his consciousness destroyed and lying dead next to him flashed. His lip color instantly turned pale white and he raised his head slightly, tightening his grip more and more. "I don't want it."