DPM Chapter 50-Confession
Translated by Snowfall77
An electric current flowing up from Ye Fan’s heart, he started licking and biting almost instinctively.
Never before had something so soft triggered such a land-sliding tsunami of a frenzy. The taste of that softness was simply indescribable.
Without thinking, Ye Fan reached out, clasped Wu Xingyun’s face and kissed harder. The fire in Ye Fan’s body blazed high, he wanted more.
He extended his tongue, attempting to enter the forbidden place deeper.
Meeting the other’s side resistance.
Not expecting it, Wu Xingyun was surprised at that sneak-attack. Thankfully, it was unsuccessful……
His head dizzy, Wu Xingyun felt Ye Fan’s whole body leaning over himself. The young man was breathing so urgently, Wu Xingyun couldn’t look at him.
Wu Xingyun wanted to say something. But the second he opened his mouth, Ye Fan’s tongue invaded.
Clumsy, not skillful. Yet very passionate.
Like the whole body’s strength was poured into the pursuit.
The enthusiasm finally panicked Wu Xingyun. Discomforted, he wanted to evade, but was unable. His tongue tangled with Ye Fan’s, his chest tight with suffocation.
Then Wu Xingyun felt Ye Fan’s hard object pressing against him. Scorchingly fervent, Ye Fan embraced Wu Xingyun with full force, as if he wanted to embed himself into Wu Xingyun’s bone marrow.
Wu Xingyun didn’t dare struggle too hard, worrying about their movements waking up Luo Guo. If someone else saw this scene, how humiliated would Wu Xingyun be?
Only now Wu Xingyun was paying for his permissive attitude. Encouraged a hundredfold, Ye Fan’s hand began to slide down Wu Xingyun’s body. Smart enough to not be too excessive, Ye Fan stopped at hugging Wu Xingyun’s waist, all the while kissing the soldier non-stop.
Ye Fan didn’t cease kissing until Wu Xingyun completely out of breath.
In the dark, Ye Fan took in Wu Xingyun’s slightly swollen lips, the bewildered eyes, the thread of silver between their mouths. All of it proof of what had just happened.
Thinking he could never be tired of looking at the man in his arms, Ye Fan’s heart was instantly stricken. His voice hoarse, he whispered: “Yun, I like you, I really like you……”
At a loss, in an instant Wu Xingyun recalled another confession from the person before him.
“…I really like you……”
“You’ll live here all the time. There’s plenty of time……”
“That I like you is enough.”
But in the end…It changed to something else.
“Get lost!” Who had said that? Wasn’t it this person?
Who had said Wu Xingyun wasn’t worthy of resembling their beloved?
And lastly, who had chained Wu Xingyun up, saying they’d take him to Yuanxing, never to be forgiven?
Wu Xingyun’s eyelids lowered, a darkness clouding his eyes.
All along, he’d only used the word ‘like’ to himself. Before, he’d liked maybe a kitten or a puppy, and now he……
Gently pushing Ye Fan away, Wu Xingyun was silent for a moment before saying: “You’ll meet the real love of your life in the future. I’m just a passerby. Don’t say you like me, I……I don’t want to hear those words.”
Ye Fan stared blankly at Wu Xingyun, feeling like he’d had cold water splashed in his face. He’d been—rejected?
Was he losing his first love before they’d even began?
“Mmm.” Ye Fan crouched in front of Wu Xingyun, looked the soldier straight in the eyes, word by word speaking from his heart: “It doesn’t matter……Anyways, I like you……”
Two thousand years apart, the exact same words coming from the same person’s mouth.
What did Mozun do after saying that? How had Wu Xingyun entreated in a low voice, getting what answer?
“In the future, this is how it’ll be between us. I hope you can adapt.”
Wu Xingyun’s heart surged with resentment, Ye Fan’s kisses seeming a bitter repeat of Wu Xingyun’s past. Suddenly reaching out, Wu Xingyun grabbed Ye Fan’s collar and slapped the young man’s face: “Don’t like me!”
His cheek burning in pain, Ye Fan lightly bit his lip, his gaze extremely stubborn.
Wu Xingyun’s face was flushed with vexation, spitting out his words without scruple: “You’re not allowed to be within five meters of me in the future!”
Pop. Another slap to the face.
“Not allowed to sleep with me again!”
“Not allowed to feed me!”
“Don’t call me by my first name!”
“Don’t kiss me or touch me!”
“Not allowed……”
Ye Fan was silent and didn’t dodge, allowing Wu Xingyun to hit himself according to the soldier’s wishes.
Eventually, Wu Xingyun tired out, gave Ye Fan one last fierce kick, and berated: “Don’t say you like me again! Or I’ll kill you!”
“Don’t think I won’t. I said it, I’ll keep my word!”
Ye Fan didn’t move, quietly squatting behind the rocks, looking at Wu Xingyun’s turned body in the dark.
The figure was shaking a little, with……Grief? Hurt?
Although Ye Fan had been beaten just now, he didn’t feel any pain.
But, seeing Wu Xingyun crouched down alone in the night, his back to Ye Fan, like a wounded pup crying…..That distressed Ye Fan.
Ye Fan hesitated for a long time, before finally walking over.
“I’m sorry……,” Ye Fan said. “I shouldn’t have made you angry. Rest assured, I won’t do it again. I……Won’t provoke you.”
Wu Xingyun didn’t look back. He merely stood up, his voice somewhat cold: “That’s best, it’s impossible. I won’t love you. Ever.”
DPM Chapter 50-Confession
Translated by Snowfall77
An electric current flowing up from Ye Fan’s heart, he started licking and biting almost instinctively.
Never before had something so soft triggered such a land-sliding tsunami of a frenzy. The taste of that softness was simply indescribable.
Without thinking, Ye Fan reached out, clasped Wu Xingyun’s face and kissed harder. The fire in Ye Fan’s body blazed high, he wanted more.
He extended his tongue, attempting to enter the forbidden place deeper.
Meeting the other’s side resistance.
Not expecting it, Wu Xingyun was surprised at that sneak-attack. Thankfully, it was unsuccessful……
His head dizzy, Wu Xingyun felt Ye Fan’s whole body leaning over himself. The young man was breathing so urgently, Wu Xingyun couldn’t look at him.
Wu Xingyun wanted to say something. But the second he opened his mouth, Ye Fan’s tongue invaded.
Clumsy, not skillful. Yet very passionate.
Like the whole body’s strength was poured into the pursuit.
The enthusiasm finally panicked Wu Xingyun. Discomforted, he wanted to evade, but was unable. His tongue tangled with Ye Fan’s, his chest tight with suffocation.
Then Wu Xingyun felt Ye Fan’s hard object pressing against him. Scorchingly fervent, Ye Fan embraced Wu Xingyun with full force, as if he wanted to embed himself into Wu Xingyun’s bone marrow.
Wu Xingyun didn’t dare struggle too hard, worrying about their movements waking up Luo Guo. If someone else saw this scene, how humiliated would Wu Xingyun be?
Only now Wu Xingyun was paying for his permissive attitude. Encouraged a hundredfold, Ye Fan’s hand began to slide down Wu Xingyun’s body. Smart enough to not be too excessive, Ye Fan stopped at hugging Wu Xingyun’s waist, all the while kissing the soldier non-stop.
Ye Fan didn’t cease kissing until Wu Xingyun completely out of breath.
In the dark, Ye Fan took in Wu Xingyun’s slightly swollen lips, the bewildered eyes, the thread of silver between their mouths. All of it proof of what had just happened.
Thinking he could never be tired of looking at the man in his arms, Ye Fan’s heart was instantly stricken. His voice hoarse, he whispered: “Yun, I like you, I really like you……”
At a loss, in an instant Wu Xingyun recalled another confession from the person before him.
“…I really like you……”
“You’ll live here all the time. There’s plenty of time……”
“That I like you is enough.”
But in the end…It changed to something else.
“Get lost!” Who had said that? Wasn’t it this person?
Who had said Wu Xingyun wasn’t worthy of resembling their beloved?
And lastly, who had chained Wu Xingyun up, saying they’d take him to Yuanxing, never to be forgiven?
Wu Xingyun’s eyelids lowered, a darkness clouding his eyes.
All along, he’d only used the word ‘like’ to himself. Before, he’d liked maybe a kitten or a puppy, and now he……
Gently pushing Ye Fan away, Wu Xingyun was silent for a moment before saying: “You’ll meet the real love of your life in the future. I’m just a passerby. Don’t say you like me, I……I don’t want to hear those words.”
Ye Fan stared blankly at Wu Xingyun, feeling like he’d had cold water splashed in his face. He’d been—rejected?
Was he losing his first love before they’d even began?
“Mmm.” Ye Fan crouched in front of Wu Xingyun, looked the soldier straight in the eyes, word by word speaking from his heart: “It doesn’t matter……Anyways, I like you……”
Two thousand years apart, the exact same words coming from the same person’s mouth.
What did Mozun do after saying that? How had Wu Xingyun entreated in a low voice, getting what answer?
“In the future, this is how it’ll be between us. I hope you can adapt.”
Wu Xingyun’s heart surged with resentment, Ye Fan’s kisses seeming a bitter repeat of Wu Xingyun’s past. Suddenly reaching out, Wu Xingyun grabbed Ye Fan’s collar and slapped the young man’s face: “Don’t like me!”
His cheek burning in pain, Ye Fan lightly bit his lip, his gaze extremely stubborn.
Wu Xingyun’s face was flushed with vexation, spitting out his words without scruple: “You’re not allowed to be within five meters of me in the future!”
Pop. Another slap to the face.
“Not allowed to sleep with me again!”
“Not allowed to feed me!”
“Don’t call me by my first name!”
“Don’t kiss me or touch me!”
“Not allowed……”
Ye Fan was silent and didn’t dodge, allowing Wu Xingyun to hit himself according to the soldier’s wishes.
Eventually, Wu Xingyun tired out, gave Ye Fan one last fierce kick, and berated: “Don’t say you like me again! Or I’ll kill you!”
“Don’t think I won’t. I said it, I’ll keep my word!”
Ye Fan didn’t move, quietly squatting behind the rocks, looking at Wu Xingyun’s turned body in the dark.
The figure was shaking a little, with……Grief? Hurt?
Although Ye Fan had been beaten just now, he didn’t feel any pain.
But, seeing Wu Xingyun crouched down alone in the night, his back to Ye Fan, like a wounded pup crying…..That distressed Ye Fan.
Ye Fan hesitated for a long time, before finally walking over.
“I’m sorry……,” Ye Fan said. “I shouldn’t have made you angry. Rest assured, I won’t do it again. I……Won’t provoke you.”
Wu Xingyun didn’t look back. He merely stood up, his voice somewhat cold: “That’s best, it’s impossible. I won’t love you. Ever.”
