Resurrection? 2
Just as Perslin was about to allow himself to be swept into the never-ending storm, he heard someone behind him resolutely and gently stop him.
"Please stop, Julian. This cannot be done now. You must know that Your Excellency the President is in very poor health. β
"Are you better?"
He knew where he was: his body was bathed in a heated pool, and when he looked up, the L-shaped artificial hot spring was an eerie silvery paradise, with statues of half-man, half-horses, and the tender red petals floating on the water.
On the marble steps, Jerna Hayfar was sitting with his knees folded, talking to him lovingly.
Yes, he knows all this, just "knows". His sensibility froze strangely, as if he had been wading through the frozen snow for too long, and he felt no pain when he came into contact with the flames.
However, after all, there are still burn scars.
He scooped up a handful of water and threw it semi-automatically in his face, licking a few droplets that slipped to the corners of his lips in a daze.
The taste of water is familiar! The refreshing flavor and the feeling of fresh fruit... It is lemongrass bath soap.
It was the bath fragrance he was most accustomed to using in Kolstar, but in the past few years, he had not been exposed to it again - because it was a non-commercial product that was privately owned by the Haifar family, and was produced irregularly for the sake of the president's willfulness.
"You still like it, right? It's been a long time since I've made my own gadgets like this, but it should taste the same as before. Well? β
Perslin stared at him blankly, knowing that his face must not be able to control the intense surprise and distortion of his face.
If you're not crazy, it's something wrong in this universe.
Originally, it was just a small seed, and it was left to fend for itself, but I didn't expect it to eventually multiply into a huge plant that spanned countless galaxies, devouring everything and multiplying everything.
"Don't look at me like that, okay? Things are not as inexplicable as you think. Actually, the reason is so simple that if you knew, I'm afraid you would die of laughter. β
"Then tell me!"
He tried to show his previous arrogance to the man in front of him, but he knew how timid his voice sounded.
Yerna stood up and quickly took off her clothes.
Before Perslin could react, the body that had been with him had entered the water and was close to him.
Incredibly close. In the water, the body also seems to liquefy, and the tremor of each tiny hair provokes the electromagnetic force field between them.
"Perslin, you should know. Regardless, I'll cross the Queser that connects life and death to your plane, whatever the price. β
The crystal pool wall behind him seemed to melt, and the water seemed to be suddenly unfathomable.
His feet couldn't be put on the ground, but he didn't sink into the water, so he floated like that.
Yerna's hands clasped his back and shoulders, and he, in a trance and throbbing, reached out to hold Jerna's face, glaring vigorously at his delicate, overly harsh features.
The past, which he thought was lost forever, was resurrected on the face he reached out to touch.
As their limbs intertwined intimately, the bright red rose petals clinged to Perslin's body in a creature's life, dissolving smoothly into his body.
"That's... why is that?"
Hearing Persling's almost innocent murmur, Yerna laughed cheerfully for the first time: "This is what I have always wanted to doβto inject you with nutrients in the gentlest way possible." Those petals can differentiate into glucose and electrolytes, making you less tired. Poor child, your blood pressure is extremely low and the chemical balance index in your body is simply terrible! But from now on, you won't be so uncomfortable anymore. β
"Hmm..."
Yerna's mouth was close to his ear, gently playing with his sensitive parts with the tips of her teeth and tongue. Boslin was speechless, and he believed that he would never feel bad next.
"Hey, there's something I've always wanted to ask you."
Wizho took off his eyeshield for stereoscopic reading, turned the back of his chair, and faced the flail at the door.
"What's the matter? Looking at your virtue, probably not to ask me about Perslin's past love incidents, right? β
Shan Feng blushed competently, but he finally put on a bright smile and said deliberately nonchalantly, "Are you going to tell me that you don't know anything?" It's a shame to say that, and it's a shame that you've had a crush on him for so long! β
"Really, do you want to spy like this?"
Wizho lazily cocked his feet and motioned for Shan to sit down on the couch across from him. Instead of being provoked, he had the urge to laugh - this little devil was so cute!
"Well, I might as well tell you, it's not me who will lose face anyway. You should know that Perslin has never hidden his objects from the public, but unfortunately, compared to the number of admirers he has, his needs are obviously not very high. From the time I met him in college until he left Kolstar, there were only two people I knew - Jerna Hayfart and...
"Who else?"
Faced with Shan's anxious eyes, Wizho felt a little hesitant. Still, he couldn't think of anything he couldn't say.
"There is another lucky man, our mighty military boss: Sigana Wari. While the outside world thought that the former revolutionary general had killed himself, in fact, within the Star Clan Self-Determination Party, everyone knew that the new prey that Perslin had found was a fierce firebird that had risen from the dead. β
"Do you know why Perslin fell in love with Sigana Wari at that time?"
"Do you think it's weird?"
"At least it's not a no-brainer. By all accounts, Sigana doesn't look like the type he would like. β
"Actually, the real reason may not even be known to him - Sigana's conditions, especially his masculinity tainted with weathering and rebellious beauty, is almost like a man in his life, an irreplaceable man."
"Hey, you're really, what are you selling!" A man'... sounds weird. Persling's life is obviously full of faces, faces, and friends, hee-hee. β
"That's a man he hates and can't forget."
"Hey, you don't mean that..."
"I guess you're right, Elle."
"When you open your eyes again, you may not see me for a while, Persling. But I want you to know that if something really happens to you, just call me by my name. β