diskusbooks Chapter 202 Interstellar Wilderness Star Farmer 13
Chapter 202 Interstellar Wilderness Star Farmer 13
"Rongrong, how long until the poison takes effect?"
"At most another hour."
Having received an affirmative answer, Ji Xiaosong returned to her room.
The night is long, but you have to persevere to get through it.
She left her door slightly ajar, casually put on a silk slip dress, and prepared to go to sleep.
"Tell me when the poison takes effect. I need to rest and recover first."
"Okay~"
*
An hour later, Ji Xiaosong was woken up by Rongrong.
"Ah Song, Dai Lixing's poison has taken effect."
Ji Xiaosong stretched lazily before slowly getting out of bed.
This poison won't kill him, since there's only a little left.
Dai Lixing, who was about to rest, suddenly groaned and knelt down.
His fingernails dug deep into the carpet, and when Ji Xiaosong came over, this was the disheveled state he was in.
"what happened to you?"
Just as Ji Xiaosong was about to step forward to help him up, she saw that the veins on his neck were bulging and his skin was turning a strange red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Go away! Don't come any closer!"
Dai Lixing tore at the collar of his clothes; he still retained some rationality, but not much.
"How can I leave you in this state? Tell me if there's anything I can do to help you."
"There are inhibitors in the spaceship's main control room, you..."
His voice was broken and hoarse, and his burning palms pressed firmly against Ji Xiaosong's knees.
The girl suddenly pressed down on his trembling shoulders, her nose filled with the increasingly strong scent of cedarwood emanating from him.
"Your heart is beating so fast, it's like it's about to explode."
Ji Xiaosong's fingertips traced Dai Lixing's violently heaving chest, feeling the blood flowing faster and faster in her body.
Dai Lixing suddenly grabbed Ji Xiaosong's wrist and pressed it to the floor, his hot breath spraying onto her neck.
"While I'm still conscious...run!"
"I ran away, so what about you? What are you going to do?"
"Don't worry about me..."
Ji Xiaosong did not leave. Instead, she leaned down and pressed herself against his taut body, brushing aside his sweaty bangs with her fingertips.
The moonlight illuminated the man's scarlet eyes, like snow-capped mountains burned by the sunset.
Just as his burning lips suddenly pressed against her earlobe, cucumber vines outside the window were rustling as they climbed up the bamboo trellis.
As they stumbled into the moonlight, they knocked over a wicker fruit basket, and blueberries bounced on the floor like stars.
The force with which Dai Lixing tore open his clothes startled the night herons outside the window, and his wheat-colored back muscles rippled like ocean waves in the moonlight.
Ji Xiaosong's fingernails dug into the back of his neck, and the silk skirt wrapped around their waists like a silver river.
The wooden floorboards creaked and groaned with each movement, a sound that drifted towards the open window, mingled with intermittent sobs.
The evening breeze carried the astringent scent of tomato leaves, but couldn't dispel the rising heat filling the room.
Everything falls into place.
……
The morning light, like honey, seeped through the blinds and cast a golden line on Dai Lixing's nose.
Ji Xiaosong lay on her side, propped up on her arm, her index finger hovering in the air as she brushed against his drooping eyelashes.
The raven-feather-like shadow was trembling slightly, casting tiny ripples on her fingertips with each breath.
The silk sheet slid down to his waist, and she saw a faint red tooth mark on his collarbone.
The cucumber vines outside the window rustled in the morning breeze, their tender tendrils, glistening with dew, quietly entwining around the wooden security bars.
Ji Xiaosong suddenly covered the mark with his palm, as if this could melt away the sobs on the wooden floor last night, the crisp sound of blueberries rolling, and the bulging veins on his back into his skin.
"Your eyelashes are so long."
Ji Xiaosong sighed silently in her heart, her fingertips lightly tracing the lingering redness at the corners of his eyes.
Dai Lixing frowned in his sleep, his wheat-colored chest rising and falling with his breath, like a beach caressed by moonlight at high tide.
Ji Xiaosong suddenly grabbed a corner of the sheet and stuffed it into his palm, watching his knuckles turn white as he unconsciously clenched the fabric.
As she rolled out of bed, the wooden floorboards creaked crisply, and her bare feet trod across the clothes scattered on the floor.
The coolness of the morning dew crept up her ankles. Ji Xiaosong paused for three seconds in front of the dressing mirror before hooking the drooping tank top back onto her flushed shoulders.
The mirror reflected the man's hunched back, his vertebrae resembling a sleeping mountain range.
When the index finger pressed against Dai Lixing's temple, the sparrows on the tomato trellis suddenly fluttered away.
Tiny glints of silver light seeped from her fingertips into the man's sweaty forehead, and the blueberries spilled last night gradually faded to a grayish-purple color in the cracks of the floor.
Ji Xiaosong watched as his brows gradually relaxed and his breathing became long and steady again, as if those scalding bites and entanglements were nothing more than an illusion of a midsummer afternoon.
She finally pulled the thin blanket up to his chin, and the wind she stirred up as she turned around disturbed the floating dust.
Dai Lixing rolled over in the golden light, and the scratch marks on the back of his neck were slowly fading as the silver light flowed, like sand paintings smoothed out by the waves at low tide.
The kitchen echoed with the soft clinking of glass bottles. Ji Xiaosong stuffed two fresh tomatoes into her canvas bag, and as the wooden door closed, the copper bell jingled with a series of cool, trembling sounds.
"Ah Song, what did you just do to Dai Lixing?"
Rongrong floated over; she had just noticed that Ji Xiaosong was different.
"It's nothing, I just erased his memory of last night."
"Ah Song, you've erased his memory. Are you really planning to avoid any further entanglement with him?"
"Not really, it's just temporary. Given his personality, after what happened between us last night, he will definitely take me back to the main planet. But I haven't forgotten my child in this life; he wants to farm."
"That's right. Waxing is a good place, suitable for farming. Let's talk about it when the children are older, maybe the situation will be more stable by then."
"Well, we'll give the choice to the child when the time comes. If he wants this father, then we'll take him to find Dai Lixing. Before that, I'll ensure Dai Lixing's safety."
Ji Xiaosong sat on Rongrong's back and floated all the way to the seaside.
"Ah Song, what are we doing here?"
"The place with the most concentrated spiritual energy on the entire planet Waxing is right here. I plan to knead the spiritual energy into a ball here and place it inside Dai Lixing's heart. In the event that he is injured or poisoned, this ball of spiritual energy can protect him and keep him safe until he grows old."
Ji Xiaosong sat cross-legged on Rongrong's back, tucking her skirt down to her knees.
She clasped her hands together above her head, and the sea breeze, carrying salty, damp mist, seeped into her fingers, gradually condensing into shimmering blue spots of light in her palms.
"Not bad, not bad, it really can gather spiritual energy."
Ji Xiaosong continued rubbing her hands together, and as the frequency increased, the light spots gradually condensed into a ball of light the size of a ping-pong ball.
But... why is there a layer of salt frost on the surface?
Uh……
"Rongrong, may I borrow your cloud fluff?"
"Take it and use it."
Ji Xiaosong wrapped the spirit energy ball in clouds and kneaded it repeatedly like dough.
The sulfurous smell in the clouds quickly absorbed all the salt grains, eventually shaking the salt frost back into the sea.
"It's done."
Ji Xiaosong patted Rongrong, "Hurry up, let's go back now and put the spirit ball into Dai Lixing's heart."