MRG Chapter 21.4: His Pearl (4)

Translator: Kii

Editor: Agneya

Lance noted that they didn’t seem to be arguing, so he didn’t pursue it any further. “Right on time, I’m planning on taking Mu Chen to try on clothes later, how about coming with us?”

Light, “You guys carry on without me.”

“Alright then. Let’s all eat together tonight.” Lance raised his chin toward Light, then hurried down the steps. When he passed by Mu Chen, he patted him on the shoulder. “Let’s go.”

Light’s eyes followed the twin figures as they slowly disappeared around the corner before slowly moving his feet and heading down…

The thick carpet made it so that his footsteps were almost inaudible, and he soon reached the bottom of the stairs.

Just as Light instinctively raised his eyes, a familiar figure suddenly appeared at the bottom.

The silver-haired youth was leaning against the wall, almost as if waiting for someone.

Light’s footsteps paused.

Hearing the movement, Mu Chen turned around, and his gaze slowly scanned the other party’s cheeks. “Gege looks like he’s a bit tired.”

Light was about to say he wasn’t, but then saw Mu Chen smile at him.

“How about I help you do some mental grooming?”

These past few years, Kole had been continuously improving his laboratory equipment. After numerous tests, he discovered that there was indeed a special ring-shaped wave in Mu Chen’s mental sea. This type of ring-shaped wave could put disordered particles into order, which not only give him an extremely strong mental self-healing ability himself, but also allow him to provide effective mental guidance to others.

Although Kole currently couldn’t measure Mu Chen’s exact mental power value, based on his comprehensive clinical performance, Mu Chen’s mental power was certainly above S+.

Before, when Light and Mu Chen were staying together, his mental power would be channeled imperceptibly, but during the two years he spent at the borders, his mental power had returned to its tense state.

Mu Chen’s perception of the mental sea was more sensitive than that of ordinary people. When he first saw Light, he instantly sensed the other party’s entangled mental particles.

At this moment, he slightly raised his head, and used a probing gaze to look at the person at the end of the stairway, almost as if seeking Light’s opinion.

“Okay.”

Light agreed more readily than he had expected.

……

Inside the simply furnished treatment room, soft white light hit the leather sofa chair, with several instruments and display screens placed next to it.

Mu Chen sat in front of the display screen, skillfully operating the instrument. He gazed at the man who stood by the door, pointing at the soft chair beside him.

“Gege, lie here.”

“Okay.” Light sat down obediently, but his muscles remained tense and his body didn’t touch the back of the chair. The two of them sat face to face as if they were talking in an interrogation room.

Mu Chen couldn’t help but raise the corner of his lips. “Relax a bit. It’s not like it’s some serious treatment. You’re just having a chat with me.”

When he smiled, it made him unable to look away from his face.

Light saw a soft, warm light fall across Mu Chen’s silver lashes. His thin lips, like crabapple petals, were glistening. His handsome yet sharp-featured face seemed too unfair. He was clearly saying the most ordinary things, but it always felt like he was being coquettish.

He involuntarily leaned against the back of the chair. A scene where Mu Chen, wearing a white coat, softly questioning a patient in a regular clinic, came into his mind.

He felt that it was very fitting for him.

In fact, Kole had once suggested to Mu Chen to study medicine. He said that if Mu Chen’s talent was used in mental treatment, his future would be immeasurable, but he was rejected by the latter on the grounds that he wasn’t interested. Although he didn’t study this field, Mu Cen frequently hung out around the laboratory, so he was very familiar with this process.

After Light sat down, Mu Chen reclined the chair back, and the extendable sofa transformed into a lounge chair.

Sensing the steadily reclining chair, Light’s muscles stiffened noticeably.

Although was lying on the sofa, he was still dressed meticulously from head to toe; his whole body was like a perfectly straight sword, and even the buttons of his shirt were neatly buttoned to the top.

Mu Chen’s line of sight intentionally or unintentionally fell on the man’s body…

He had to admit that Light looked great in this outfit.

His broad shoulders held up the outline of the clothes. The ironed and crisp fabric was a little too tight around the chest, faintly revealing the smooth contours of his muscles. After Light lay down, the originally smooth surface of the black dress pants showed a faint creasing of a belt near the base of his thigh.

Mu Chen slowly withdrew his gaze and curled the corner of his mouth behind the cold display screen.

No wonder his clothes still looked so crisp after sitting in a more than ten hour flight….

It turned out he was wearing a garter belt.

After everything was ready to go, Mu Chen dimmed the lights in the room a bit, and the color tone changed into a warm light that was easy on the eyes. It made one associate it with the afternoon dusk.

“You can close your eyes and imagine something that would make you relax.”

Light closed his eyes, and in the quiet darkness, it was as if his complex mental body had been held up by someone. He felt his body become very light. A hint of blue slowly emerged in his vision, and he could vaguely smell the sea breeze’s salty scent.

In the next second, bright colors filled the dark void. The sea waves crashed against the reef, and a silver tail passed by the water in the distance. Mu Chen’s voice sounded in his ears.

“I will ask you a few simple questions. You needn’t think too much, just follow your intuition.”

Light replied with a “Okay,” indicating he was ready.

“What does Gege like to drink for breakfast; coffee or black tea?”

“Coffee.”

“During your rest days, do you prefer hanging out with your friends or being alone?”

“Being alone.”

“Do you like cats or dogs?”

“Cats.”

“Did Gege miss me when you were staying at the borders?”

“I did.”

“…”

It was only after blurting it out did Light suddenly realize that something seemed off. His originally relaxed muscles tensed up again.

He opened his eyes, meeting with those smiling eyes.

“Sorry, wrong question.”

“Relax a bit; I won’t ask such questions anymore.”

Even as Mu Chen apologized, his giddy eyes didn’t show even a trace of remorse. “Gege, close your eyes.”

Light lay back down on the chair and blinked, but didn’t immediately close his eyes. He didn’t seem to believe in this merman who liked to tease others.

After a while, when Light thought Mu Chen was going to continue asking questions—

He heard the other party say, “We haven’t seen each other for two years, I also miss Gege.”

Mu Chen’s voice was calm, as if he was just stating a fact in typical fashion. However, those words were like a stone thrown into a lake, creating ripples in Light’s heart, and sweeping away all his worries.

Memories of their moments together flashed through his mind. Light realized that whether it was the little merman who liked to cling to him and act coquettish, or the dazzling youth he had become, Mu Chen had always been a very special presence to him.

He was the midsummer evening wind, the beacon for ships returning to the harbor at midnight, and the pearl that he held dear in his heart and wanted to protect all his life.

His mental body finally relaxed after some time, and Light fell asleep while conversing with the little merman.

The atmosphere in the treatment room quietened.

Mu Chen watched the tranquil signal waves on the screen—this indicated that the other party had already entered a relatively stable sleeping state and wouldn’t suddenly wake up for a short period of time.

His gaze slowly landed on the man’s peaceful face.

When Light was asleep, he didn’t look as solemn as usual. His head was slightly tilted to the side, a few strands of blonde hair spread out on his forehead, and his thin lips opened and closed.

Mu Chen gently covered Light with the overcoat that Light hand hung on the back of the chair. When he was loosening his collar, his slender knuckles traced along the faint blue veins on the man’s neck before finally landing on Light’s lips.

Mu Chen knuckles gently rubbed his lips.

The sensation was indeed…

As soft as he had imagined.