Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Chapter 55 - Knight

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

Wu Jin’s breathing slowed.

The heavy, overlapping curtains filtered out the light, and the strong, aggressive aura was like a raging fire. The neck that was forced to lift up was held in place by the man’s rough hand, like a king who used his power to suppress everything.

The youth gasped in the dark, his shoulders and arms straining for half a second before gradually relaxing beneath the completely familiar scent. His neck even rubbed against Wei Shi’s hand.

A forehead kiss.

Wu Jin suddenly realized that he had no idea what the proper etiquette was after a thousand years, but from his take on the situation––big brother was probably rewarding him!

The youth who’d originally been at a loss suddenly became excited due to this sudden realization despite being clearly exhausted and covered in bruises!

This realization made Wu Jin’s heartbeat speed up again. It was just like standing in the brightly lit arena; unusual emotions surging up in his heart.

The youth was soaked in sweat that chilled him as he remained behind the dark curtains. Only the kiss on his forehead was dry and hot, bringing his cooling blood back to a boil once again––

One kiss.

The hands that were covered with gun calluses stroked against the side of the youth’s neck, the hot palm wandering around the mark that had already vanished.

However, Wu Jin was too busy to think about that. His extremely joyful mood caused him to look up eagerly, his gaze colliding with Wei Shi’s––

What he saw was an Adam’s apple that moved slightly, and the cold, knife-like curve of a jaw. After that was the clear outline of light and shadow, the high bridge of a nose, and the dark pupils that shone with an inner light. When the man looked down at the youth, a surge of strong aggression suddenly burst out from the handsome features, like a bright bayonet within his field of vision, making it so that people couldn’t help but follow his will.

The proud king finally lowered his dignified head and rewarded his triumphant knight.

Wu Jin stared dazedly into Wei Shi’s eyes. It was clearly very dark behind the bright curtains, but it seemed as if there were countless dome lights reflecting in his eyes.

The king&#k2026; was really good looking.

Countless fragments of chaotic thoughts rushed up in his mind. His mouth dried up due to excessive blood loss and his rapid heartbeat, and he even had an impulse to offer up all his glory. He flushed, the color rising from his neck to his cheeks.

Wei Shi’s voice was hoarser than before and seemed to come down from the sky, “What are you thinking.”

Wu Jin replied reflexively, “I, I, I…”

Wei Shi: “Turned silly?”

Wu Jin shook his head in a daze.

The hand that had previously shackled the youth’s neck shifted downwards, pausing slightly beside the wound on his right shoulder.

“Does it hurt.” The man asked in a low voice.

Wu Jin shook his head like a rattle drum. The next moment, the healing liquid that was simultaneously warm and cool sprinkled over his wound, causing a dull pain to spread from the originally numb injury.

Then on his right arm, waist, and abdomen.

The man gestured for him to lift up his protective gear. Wu Jin’s narrow waist was relaxed trustingly, revealing a slight inward curve and soft little belly.

The medicine quickly alleviated the pain, leaving a cool sensation behind. Wu Jin’s face was even redder than it had been earlier.

The waist area was full of delicate nerves. Wu Jin had to use almost all of his self-control to avoid reacting to every touch. He quivered repeatedly and didn’t realize that the red flush had already spread over half his body.

The man’s eyes were still wandering over the wounds on his back. His gaze burned as it rested near Wu Jin’s waist. It felt as though he was being stroked by ten soft, fluffy feathers, causing Wu Jin to lose his strength and leaving him weak and trembling slightly in the cool air.

The big boss was very familiar with applying medicine, but the youth who was being held down was like a fish on the chopping board, or a leopard who had exposed its belly. A long time later, he finally came back to his senses, “Big, big brother, I can do it myself––”

Wei Shi glanced at him.

That gaze was like interwoven ice and fire, and Wu Jin suddenly felt apprehensive.

Wei Shi: “Cry out if it hurts.”

Wu Jin: “Nonono––”

The big boss stood behind him, so Wu Jin couldn’t see the expression on his face and could only remain caged in the shadows, changing from a vigorous young leopard into a shivering rabbit spirit.

It remained that way until the combat uniform was pulled back down.

Wu Jin finally let out a breath of relief, only to be caught by surprise by the man’s inexplicably dark eyes. Before Wu Jin could react, Wei Shi suddenly leaned over to look over the wound on the youth’s leg.

Wu Jin: “!!! I, I’ll do it myself––”

Wei Shi commanded coolly, “Stand still.”

There were two gunshot wounds and a knife wound on his right leg, and three gunshot wounds on his left leg.

The man supported himself on the ground on one knee and didn’t hesitate before rolling up Wu Jin’s worn-out trouser legs. He even tore open the cloth covering the serious part of the injury directly––then covered it with the cold medicine.

Wu Jin looked down blankly.

It was the first time he’d looked at the big boss from the top down––even if he was in a lower position, his aura couldn’t be covered up. After the medicine application came the bandage. Wei Shi tore open a waterproof bandage, and the white and tender rabbit legs were wrapped up until he looked like half a mummy.

Wei Shi got up and looked at the rabbit spirit who was still spaced out.

Wu Jin’s vision was locked on the bandages around his ankles.

Countless scenes flashed through his mind, such as the woods in the audition map, the White Moonlight training room, the Crosson Show shooting range, the amusement park in the deep space main city, the Floating City training base, and the stress training field… Several figures gathered together and finally overlapped on the man who had gotten on one knee to bandage him.

The thundering sound of cheers from outside the curtain was the glory that originally belonged to both of them.

His heart thudded violently in his chest.

Wu Jin started stupidly, “Big brother––”

Wei Shi stood up and narrowed his eyes to look at him.

The rabbit spirit stood there in a daze, the light in his eyes twinkling. Emotions seemed to be about to burst out in the next second.

Wu Jin suddenly leapt up and rushed into Wei Shi’s arms, giving him a hug filled with a youthful fragrance––just like what he’d expected to get when he had first stepped out of the arena.

The small, damp curls were on the man’s chin, and the bloody smell had faded due to the cleaning of his wounds. He was obviously a sweaty rabbit, but he smelled like peeled milk candy when he came up and pasted himself against him.

Wu Jin was clearly overexcited.

He was venting his gratitude and excessive energy like a little animal, chirping incessantly after pouncing over. It seemed that he wanted to get even closer, but didn’t know what to do.

On the other side, Wei Shi, who had just been hugged, showed a blank expression for a few seconds.

The cold and hard facial lines loosened due to the soft touch. His arms were full of a fresh, youthful fragrance.

He subconsciously bowed his head.

The youth’s amber eyes were singularly sincere, full of warm starlight and without any impurities at all, like an animal cub full of trust.

Wei Shi stilled for a moment and suppressed all his thoughts. He nimbly avoided the wound on the youth’s shoulder and gave him a pure, undistracted hug.

Juurensha: Awwwwwww

xiin: the most innocent hug~