WMSR – QT Chapter 41

 

WMSR – QT Chapter 41

By

siofra

Chapter 41

When he finally watched with his own eyes as the two of them walked away hand in hand, looking every bit like an intimately devoted couple, a decisive resolve solidified in his heart.

Since the truth was laid bare—since his Chen-gege was clearly not incapable of accepting a man—why should he continue to suppress himself? If Song Junchi could do it, then so could he.

His past restraint now felt utterly absurd. Since his Chen-gege had never genuinely wanted to marry a woman and establish a conventional family, why on earth had he held back?

And so, he had waited with infinite patience, shadowing them all the way back to the hotel, mapping out their room locations, and securing a room of his own nearby. When Song Junchi had lingered outside Chen-gege’s door that evening, he had seized the opportune moment to strike him unconscious.

When he easily unlocked Chen-gege’s hotel suite using the keycard he had taken from Song Junchi, the gaze in his eyes grew even frostier. The fact that Song Junchi possessed a keycard to begin with spoke volumes…

That reality shattered the final perimeter of his restraint, making it entirely impossible for him to rein in his actions any longer.

If Song Junchi could, then so could he.

Since Chen-gege could accept a man, why couldn’t he accept him?

Even if Chen-gege refused to accept him temporarily, it didn’t matter. He had all the time in the world to wait. He would spirit Chen-gege away to a place where only the two of them existed, where Chen-gege’s eyes would have no choice but to rest solely on him. Given enough time, Chen-gege would eventually learn to accept him.

Clutching tightly to that singular thought, Su Yuanhang pressed his lips against the eyes that were swimming with furious rejection, completely losing himself in the descent…

Su Yuanhang felt as though he had just lived through the most utterly fulfilling forty-eight hours of his entire life. He had finally, completely possessed the object of his lifelong yearning—that distant, untouchable figure.

The surging tide of emotion swelling in his chest made him unable to resist leaning down to press a tender kiss against the forehead of the man sleeping in his arms. “Chen-gege, I am so happy. Are you happy?”

Receiving no reply, Su Yuanhang wasn’t surprised, because the drug’s effects hadn’t worn off yet. For this entire stretch, his Chen-gege was entirely incapable of speech. Fortunately, the substance posed no physical harm to Chen-gege’s body. Though he hated to admit it, a cowardly part of him was secretly terrified of the day Chen-gege would regain his voice—he dreaded hearing the cutting, wounding words his Chen-gege might spit at him. Thus, out of pure selfishness, he half-hoped this compliant, non-resistant Chen-gege could remain frozen in time just a little longer.

Bai Yichen lay rigidly expressionless, offering no resistance as a dense cascade of kisses fell across his face. He lacked even the residual energy to issue a demand—though, in truth, there were no words left in his vocabulary that could capture the surreal horror of his situation.

Heh. He honestly never imagined he would sink to such a degraded plight.

Nor could he have anticipated that the person he had pampered and cherished like a younger brother would resort to such monstrous lengths.

Is this considered being sexually assaulted?

Oh, right—according to legal statutes, violating a man doesn’t technically constitute statutory assault.

The ordeal of the past two days felt like an absurd fever dream. He simply couldn’t wrap his head around how things had spiraled so catastrophically out of control. He had orchestrated everything with meticulous precision; everything was supposed to wrap up cleanly in a matter of days. Why, then, had reality mutated into this nightmarish dead-end?

After turning the puzzle over in his mind with zero resolution, Bai Yichen finally let his exhausted eyelids drift shut, refusing to look at the man sitting beside him a second longer.

He lacked the strength to interrogate him right now, and frankly, he couldn’t be bothered. Because everything would play out exactly as his eyes had warned Su Yuanhang back when this violation began: once done, he would live to regret it…

Su Yuanhang remained blissfully ignorant of the storm waiting on the horizon. His heart swelled with dizzy, intoxicating anticipation—he had finally captured his most beloved Chen-gege, finally bound their fates together. Here, there were no outside intrusions, no jealous fiancées, no obnoxious Song Junchi, and zero need to worry about the judgmental gaze of society. He and his Chen-gege would live out their days in absolute, uninterrupted bliss on this island.

He would treat Chen-gege so well—so wonderfully that, one day, Chen-gege would naturally fall in love with him.

He knew he had crossed a terrible line, but he would dedicate the rest of his life to atoning for it. Aside from this single transgression, he would never again do anything to displease Chen-gege.

Chen-gege was so gentle and endlessly soft-hearted, having doted on him since they were children. As long as he poured his entire soul into it, Chen-gege would eventually open his arms to him.

With his eyes squeezed shut, Bai Yichen listened to the steady, endless stream of murmurings washing over him: how this location was a tiny, unmapped speck of an island where nobody would ever find them, how they could live free from interference and do whatever they pleased…

Hearing those rhythmic, delusional declarations, a crushing wave of exhaustion surged up from the depths of Bai Yichen’s soul. I’m so tired. I just want to sleep…

Having finished pouring out his glowing projections for their future, Su Yuanhang finally noticed that his Chen-gege had drifted off to sleep. He instantly clamped down on his movements, holding his breath so cautiously that even his respiration grew feather-light. Staring quietly down at that refined, handsome sleeping face, he couldn’t resist sneaking one last, furtive kiss against his cheek.

That single stolen kiss tasted sweeter than honey, leaving Su Yuanhang sitting there with a goofy, lovestruck grin plastered across his face for a long beat. Finally, tiptoeing out of bed, he slipped into the kitchen. Chen-gege must be completely exhausted from the past couple of days. Let him sleep. He would whip up a batch of nourishing, easily digestible congee so it would be ready the moment Chen-gege woke up.

Overflowing with sweet devotion, Su Yuanhang spent a painstaking amount of time and effort in the kitchen, channeling every ounce of his culinary skill into brewing a specialized, restorative herbal rice porridge. Once the flame hit the optimal simmer and the timer chimed, he ladled a delicate portion into a fine porcelain bowl, arranged a few dainty side dishes on a tray, and carried the spread back into the bedroom.

Approaching the bed where the love of his life lay resting, Su Yuanhang gently set the fragrant tray down on the bedside table, then leaned down to rouse his sleeping lover with the softest, most tender cadence he could muster.

“Chen-gege, time to wake up.”

…

“Chen-gege, stop hiding under the covers. I made some congee—have a little bowl before you go back to sleep.”

…

“Chen-gege, if you don’t wake up right now, I’m going to kiss you awake.” Su Yuanhang murmured with a playful, teasing edge as he leaned in closer. But the moment his face drifted within inches of that familiar, handsome visage, his body snapped rigid. A paralyzing premonition of absolute terror detonated in his chest, causing his pupils to violently contract into pinpricks.

Translator’s Note:

Hey everyone! Quick little note regarding the chapter numbering here. If you happen to cross-reference with the original source on JJWXC, you might notice that the numbers don’t quite match up.

For context, JJWXC is a paid platform where chapters tend to be much longer and packed together. To make things easier for free reading, I follow the chapter formatting split used by 52shuku.net, which breaks the original 115 mega-chapters of the novel down into a more digestible 227 chapters.

I really hope this format makes for a smoother, more enjoyable reading experience for all of you. Let me know your thoughts on how the pacing feels, and as always, thank you so much for reading and supporting this little translation project!