MORIC - Chapter 112

Chapter 112: Who's Relying on Family?

Chi Yueshan had no time at all to deal with Xi Zhoumeng.

By the time Xi Zhoumeng arrived home, on the verge of throwing up, she heard from Butler Li that Chi Yueshan was in the library. This, combined with the fact that her terminal had been unresponsive for half the day, made her wonder.

Is she angry?

Xi Zhoumeng thought as she walked over.

The library was huge, and Chi Yueshan was tiny, so Xi Zhoumeng didn't even spot her when she first entered.

It was only when she walked deeper inside that she saw Chi Yueshan standing on a ladder in the far corner.

She had actually mastered the skill of reading while standing on a ladder. Who knows where she had been wandering, but she looked a little dirty.

When Xi Zhoumeng was leaving the palace banquet, she had heard Xi Li mention that it had sleeted outside.

Judging by Chi Yueshan's appearance, the thought of using an umbrella had probably never crossed her mind.

Xi Zhoumeng approached soundlessly. Chi Yueshan was completely immersed in her book and totally unaware that another person had appeared.

It wasn't until Xi Zhoumeng suddenly reached out and tugged the corner of her jacket that Chi Yueshan jumped violently.

An old book from some unknown era fell. The thread-bound volume was already in disrepair, and it scattered apart as it dropped.

Xi Zhoumeng was showered with a flurry of pages. Chi Yueshan's heart pounded with shock, and for a moment, she wanted to curse someone out.

Unfortunately, she had already lost her balance and was tumbling down, just like the book.

She landed right in Xi Zhoumeng's arms.

Still in her formal attire, Xi Zhoumeng's dress was fluffy, giving Chi Yueshan the illusion that she had fallen into a field of a hundred flowers.

Xi Zhoumeng let out a theatrical "Aiya," saying, "A bit heavy."

Chi Yueshan gave her a punch without the slightest hesitation. "You finally decided to come back?"

The library's lighting was quite bright after the wiring had been redone, bright enough for Chi Yueshan to see Xi Zhoumeng's face clearly.

Even with a full face of makeup, Chi Yueshan could tell something was off about the young miss.

She asked, "Are you not feeling well?"

This girl wouldn't skip reapplying her lipstick, would she?

As Xi Zhoumeng lifted her, she kicked a robot on the floor with the tip of her high heel.

The scattered pages were instantly gathered. Xi Zhoumeng asked, "You can tell?"

Chi Yueshan huffed. "I wasn't looking at you."

Xi Zhoumeng was already used to her saying one thing and meaning another.

Xi Zhoumeng carried her a few steps before deciding she didn't want to exert herself anymore, placing her on the sofa. "Why find books yourself when there are perfectly good robots? Wouldn't it be better to save some energy?"

She leaned lazily against the sofa but didn't let go, wrapping an arm around Chi Yueshan's waist and pulling the girl into her lap.

The robot delivered the book with a cheerful air. Just as Chi Yueshan took it, Xi Zhoumeng leaned in and kissed her.

"Mmph..."

Before Chi Yueshan could react, the book fell from her hands again.

The little gadget was quite clever; it caught the book and placed it on a low table to the side.

Xi Zhoumeng never played by the rules, and Chi Yueshan hadn't thought she was fond of this sort of thing before.

Mainly because she was so disgusted with her own extra parts, feeling awkward even when they were completely naked.

Her lips and teeth still carried the scent of mouthwash, the minty flavor mixing with the other's pheromones and seeping into Chi Yueshan's senses.

Chi Yueshan suddenly found it a bit bitter and instinctively tried to push her away.

But Xi Zhoumeng gave her no chance. She held Chi Yueshan's waist, pressing forward relentlessly, leaving Chi Yueshan's defenses breached above and unable to resist below.

This girl loved to scratch an itch through a boot, even though she herself was a complete and utter good-for-nothing.

But Chi Yueshan didn't dare say that, because the one who started the fire, Xi Zhoumeng, was also the one who had to put it out. It was always like this with her — Xi Zhoumeng would start something, and Chi Yueshan would end up drenched in sweat and exhausted on the bed afterward, complaining about how troublesome it all was.

At times like these, Chi Yueshan felt as if she had paid a hefty price to hire the most troublesome escort imaginable.

But as it happened, the troublesome young miss was an excellent kisser, effortlessly making Chi Yueshan forget the sadness that had lingered in her heart all day and lose herself completely in the moment.

Chi Yueshan asked, "What kind of shock did you receive?"

She secretly pursed her lips, which felt swollen, and then licked them.

Ugh, why do I want to do it again? Sob, sob, sob, I'm not this kind of person.

Xi Zhoumeng looked like a flattened pancake, sprawled to one side. She glanced at the book Chi Yueshan had taken out, not even wanting to turn the pages herself; a robot was doing it for her.

"A huge shock. So shocking I went limp."

She spoke bluntly and crudely, a complete mismatch with her face. It was a strange contrast, completely different from the revered, dignified young lady she was supposed to be.

The next second, Chi Yueshan gave her a hard shove, and she gasped.

"That hurts."

She leaned against the arm of the sofa, her long hair spread across the leather. The beauty mark on her face was dazzling and tantalizing under the light.

Chi Yueshan couldn't resist scratching her.

Xi Zhoumeng said, "I learned a disgusting, big secret."

Chi Yueshan felt the urge to cling to her again but didn't want to be the one to move closer, so she just snatched the book back.

"Stop speaking in half-sentences."

Xi Zhoumeng hummed twice and asked plaintively, "Don't you care about me at all?"

Her ability to turn the tables was truly remarkable. Chi Yueshan snorted through her nose. "I sent you so many messages, and you didn't reply to a single one."

As she spoke, she opened her terminal again, intending to show this social butterfly the chat history she had with the other girls from school.

To her surprise, the number of notifications on the pinned, muted chat had grown significantly.

They were all replies from Xi Zhoumeng.

The person in question let out a heavy sigh. "I'm so wronged."

Chi Yueshan snapped, "Wronged my ass!"

The last message even read, "I'm pregnant..." ???

What the hell!

Shameless! The absolute nerve!

Chi Yueshan slapped a hand on Xi Zhoumeng's abdomen. "You're pregnant? With what kind of fox spirit? How many tails does it have? Are its teeth sharp? Take it out and let me see!"

Her expression was fierce, but in Xi Zhoumeng's eyes, it was utterly adorable.

Xi Zhoumeng laughed out loud, unable to stop herself from grabbing Chi Yueshan's hand and placing it on her own chest. "Pregnant with two. One on the left and one on the right."

Chi Yueshan was speechless.

What kind of reincarnated incubus was this?

Xi Zhoumeng fell silent, simply watching Chi Yueshan with a smile.

This person had attended the palace banquet in full regalia. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought she was some interstellar superstar, ready to outshine everyone there.

The glitter on her face sparkled in the light, as if it had pierced Chi Yueshan's heart, pricking her and making her feel wronged all over again.

Xi Zhoumeng watched as Chi Yueshan's eyes blinked, on the verge of tears.

"What's wrong?"

Just as Xi Zhoumeng started to sit up, Chi Yueshan moved first, collapsing onto Xi Zhoumeng's chest and letting out a tearful, "Hey."

Xi Zhoumeng stroked her hair, which wasn't naturally soft.

Sigh, like a little hedgehog.

But Xi Zhoumeng didn't dare say it out loud right now; Chi Yueshan's punches really hurt.

"A lot happened to me today."

Chi Yueshan's voice was usually clear, with the kind of crispness you'd associate with silver pearls falling onto a plate.

Now, it was a muddled mess, a whimpering murmur that instantly pulled one into an intimate, hazy atmosphere.

Xi Zhoumeng said, "I saw. What happened with the mecha?"

Chi Yueshan was actually quite talkative. In the Lower World, she hadn't made any friends, even when Zhou Fengqin had pushed her to go out and have fun.

She was stubborn, thinking it was better to assemble a few defective parts than to jump around foolishly with a group of people.

Besides, if she wanted to talk, there was always Zhou Fengqin.

She would chatter on and on, and Zhou Fengqin would offer perfunctory "uh-huhs" while tinkering with a century-old film player, only to accidentally play a clip of people writhing together naked.

That had completely stifled all of Chi Yueshan's desire to confide, turning it into a thunderous, "Master, what are you doing?!"

The woman, her hair already half-white, acted as if her ears were going deaf and thought Chi Yueshan was overreacting.

"You've already presented, and you still don't know what this is?"

"When I was your age, I already had a beautiful girlfriend."

Zhou Fengqin had been dead for so many years, and in Chi Yueshan's memories, she was constantly being idealized.

What remained was a sense of gentleness, always tinged with a bit of cheekiness and a sigh.

"You talk so much all the time. You'll have to find someone who can listen to you properly in the future."

Back then, Chi Yueshan hadn't thought much of it, figuring she could just write in a diary.

But writing was no substitute for the occasional, surging desire for intimacy.

It was like this, their bodies intertwined, where she could completely relax and speak her mind.

Chi Yueshan said, "I repaired a mecha."

Xi Zhoumeng hummed in acknowledgment, sensing the shift in Chi Yueshan's mood. She reined in her teasing, the pressure of her hand carrying a gentleness she herself hadn't noticed.

"And then?"

Chi Yueshan said, "Can you believe I could actually operate that mecha?"

"The mecha is kind of cute... the interface is all pixelated..."

"The owner told me that mecha inheritance requires a blood relation. I checked the main console parts, and the person's name is Jiang Zhi."

Xi Zhoumeng let out a laugh, her chest rising and falling. Chi Yueshan could feel the vibration as she spoke.

"Jiang Zhi? What kind of sauce is that? Is it tasty?"

Chi Yueshan let out a "Hey."

Xi Zhoumeng said, "Don't bite. It hurts."

Chi Yueshan shifted, afraid of tickling herself, but Xi Zhoumeng pulled her back.

"I know this person," Xi Zhoumeng said suddenly.

Chi Yueshan let out an "Ah."

Xi Zhoumeng continued, "I was originally going to wait until everything was confirmed before telling you."

She was a little surprised herself. How could it be such a coincidence?

But she was the person in this world who believed in coincidences the most.

After all, she herself had transmigrated into a book.

Xi Zhoumeng asked, "Do you know about M-Galaxy?"

Chi Yueshan didn't know why she had suddenly brought this up, but she hummed in acknowledgment.

"If I had been born in M-Galaxy, no one would have called me an outsider because of my eyes when I was little. Hmph, it's not like I'm the only one with this eye color."

Xi Zhoumeng said, "If it's not someone with the same name—and it's unlikely to be—then..."

"Jiang Zhi was a duchess from M-Galaxy. The last duchess. She was friends with Shen Yu."

Chi Yueshan said, "Oh. Shouldn't a duchess like that be like you, just lazing around and waiting to die, with no ambition?"

Xi Zhoumeng was quite self-aware and genuinely wanted to just lie flat and do nothing.

But lying flat herself and having her girlfriend think she was a good-for-nothing were two entirely different matters.

For a moment, she actually felt a bit competitive.

"It's not like I have to risk my life."

Chi Yueshan said, "Who cares about you. And then?"

Xi Zhoumeng said, "That button of yours... it was hers."

Chi Yueshan had actually had a faint suspicion.

But she never expected the answer to come so suddenly, not in some solemn setting, but while fine snow fell softly outside.

While she was lying in Xi Zhoumeng's arms, it was just said, just like that.

Xi Zhoumeng couldn't see Chi Yueshan's expression.

The girl was lying on her chest, and the bustier of her dress—where every single stitch was worth a diamond—was now wet.

A moment ago, she was just crying. Now, Chi Yueshan was wailing, her entire body trembling.

Xi Zhoumeng had always believed that to love someone was to love everything about them.

But that didn't mean she could tolerate Chi Yueshan wiping her snot on her dress.

Even if she didn't care about the money.

Unfortunately, Chi Yueshan wouldn't let go. She smeared her snot and tears all over Xi Zhoumeng.

She cried with the force of someone about to uproot a weeping willow. The more Xi Zhoumeng struggled, the louder she wailed.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner!"

Xi Zhoumeng said, "Wipe your tears first."

Chi Yueshan wiped them on Xi Zhoumeng's dress.

Xi Zhoumeng took a deep breath. "Marshal Shen said she'll go to M-Galaxy after the New Year festival to double-check everything."

Chi Yueshan sobbed, "Is it that difficult? I've already pieced the mecha back together."

Her crying voice carried a hint of pride, but after the pride subsided, she remembered that the mecha had been in pieces. That meant the person must have long since turned to cosmic dust, completely decomposed.

Just like her Omega father, who had died without enough money for a cremation. They were all gone.

Chi Yueshan's previous plan to come to the Upper World and find Wen Xinghuo had failed.

Her plan to find her noble mother—not necessarily to reunite, but just to get a letter of recommendation and a year's worth of tuition—was now completely shattered.

The hope that someone was alive and the reality that they were dead and gone were two completely different things.

She didn't even know what Jiang Zhi looked like.

When she had first turned on the mecha's screen, she had wondered what kind of Alpha this person might have been.

The cute, pixel-art interface—had she designed it herself, or had she commissioned someone to make it?

The structure of the components and the overall style had felt so familiar to Chi Yueshan.

It was a bit like Zhou Fengqin's style, but much softer.

Chi Yueshan had thought about so many things on her way back, and then she had gotten the translation of the text from that Zerg-destroyed planet from Butler Li.

All this information had become tangled in her mind, and it all exploded the moment she heard that Jiang Zhi was her never-before-seen Alpha mother.

She cried her heart out. Her eyes were red, her nose was red, and her lips were even redder and more swollen.

The front of Xi Zhoumeng's dress was a complete mess, a sight that was both heartbreaking and amusing.

Chi Yueshan was so angry that she bit her again.

She bit down on Xi Zhoumeng's exquisitely beautiful collarbone, as if she wanted to bite into her very soul.

I have nothing. Can your soul be engraved with my name?

To belong to me for lifetimes to come?

She had never been able to hold onto anything for long in her entire life.

She didn't want Xi Zhoumeng to be just another fleeting dream.

Xi Zhoumeng was naturally delicate, but she didn't push her away this time.

She even let Chi Yueshan do as she pleased.

She stared at the somewhat crudely designed chandelier above, thinking that she should replace it with a prettier one someday.

Then she heard Chi Yueshan ask between sobs, "Will you leave me too?"

Xi Zhoumeng sighed and rolled over, holding the other girl in her arms.

Her long hair cascaded down, her silhouette outlined by the light of the magnificent chandelier. She reached out and took the handkerchief offered by the robot.

She carefully wiped Chi Yueshan's face.

She gave her a helpless kiss—

"Silly girl, where else do you want me to go?"

I had nowhere to go in the first place.

"Wherever you are, that's where I'll be."

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