Part 3
Duan Ke was still safe in his coat pocket, seemingly unhurt. It seemed that his past self had protected him well. Unlike his cold and unfeeling appearance, he already loved him very much.
This time, Qin Huai listened to the advice. He drew his long blade, fast but not chaotic, and chopped this monster into powder.
Only, he really hadn’t expected this to be a monster with such tenacious vitality.
The moment the Dream Demon was dismembered, Qin Huai felt his vision go black. His always clear mind was left with only a blank void; he could see nothing.
…
Qin Huai lay in the medical pod, slowly opening his eyes.
Seeing him wake up, the doctor guarding outside let out a sigh of relief as if surviving a disaster.
She urgently asked Qin Huai several questions to preliminarily confirm if the patient’s mind was normal and memories intact.
Qin Huai looked terrible, but he cooperated and answered one by one, his tone calm to the point of being almost emotionless.
“What time is it?” Qin Huai asked after answering, seemingly impatient.
“3 AM,” the doctor replied.
“Time isn’t important. Your body must undergo an examination immediately. Sir, do you feel your memories returning?”
“Yes.” As Qin Huai spoke, he sat up from the capsule-like treatment pod. “Although just fragments, I remember a lot.”
“That’s good… With only a few clones as magic material and less than an hour for analysis… the conditions were too extreme. I was really worried about permanent brain damage.”
“The magic on this clone was very strong, the most suitable raw material for restoring memory,” Qin Huai said calmly, as if talking about something unrelated to himself. “If we delayed any longer, the magic on it would have dissipated. It was a necessary decision.”
“That may be so, but…”
The doctor’s tone changed abruptly, “Sir, where are you going? You still have to do a physical examination! This kind of memory implantation damages the brain too easily! You can’t leave!”
“I’m in a hurry to go home. Someone is waiting for me.”
Qin Huai didn’t stop at all, walking to the door. “Thank you, Doctor. I will come back for the checkup later.”
The elderly doctor looked at the Inquisitor’s back in shock.
She had been a military doctor at the Bureau for nearly twenty years and had never seen an officer cherish his life so little.
Does he not know how dangerous it is to force memory implantation with magic?!
It was one thing for the Inquisitor to risk using it against medical advice, but now he’s refusing the checkup too?!
faced with the choice between keeping her job and maintaining medical ethics, she chose the latter without hesitation.
The doctor ran out after Qin Huai in frustration, forcefully dragging him through a full set of physical examinations, only letting him go after confirming there were no issues.
It was already 5 AM by the time it ended.
The sky was faintly brightening as Qin Huai drove on the main road.
When not on a mission, he usually drove very steadily, but now he was driving unusually fast.
The fragmented memories returning in his dream just now replayed in his mind uncontrollably. His chest felt so tight it was hard to breathe.
Qin Huai knew his current state wasn’t good. He turned the steering wheel slightly, driving onto a deserted main road, rushing toward the apartment as fast as possible.
…I want to see Duan Ke a little sooner. I don’t want to wait another second.
Qin Huai returned upstairs, walking very quickly to Duan Ke’s door and knocking lightly.
He waited for quite a while and knocked a few more times, but no one answered.
His heart, usually dull for years, suddenly became sensitive to emotions. A fear like ants biting spread through the Inquisitor’s heart; his mind went almost blank.
He took a light breath, trying to maintain composure, thinking.
Maybe Duan Ke is at my place. He’s been staying at my place recently; maybe he got used to it.
If Duan Ke isn’t there, I’ll call him. I can find him quickly.
Qin Huai took out his key, wanting to open the door.
Only then did he realize his hand was trembling. It took several tries to align the key with the lock.
Opening the door, a pair of shoes at the entrance made Qin Huai’s heart land heavily.
He let out a sigh of relief, his steps steadying as he walked toward his room.
Duan Ke had been raised by him to be very clingy.
But Qin Huai wasn’t impatient at all. He wished Duan Ke couldn’t leave him for a single second in the future, just like before, acting as a ball-shaped pendant on him, needing his help even to eat and drink.
Qin Huai turned the handle of his room door, but it didn’t open.
He frowned and turned it again, realizing Duan Ke had locked it.
His heart trembled violently again.
Heaven knew how long it had been since he experienced such emotional ups and downs; he was about to have a heart attack. Any abnormal behavior from Duan Ke was killing him.
“Duan Ke.” Qin Huai knocked on the door, his voice very hoarse. “Are you…”
Qin Huai couldn’t finish his sentence. The door under his hand was slammed hard by Duan Ke, and the sound of Duan Ke crying in breakdown came from inside.
“Qin Huai…” Duan Ke sounded completely incoherent. “Qin Huai, I… I feel so bad… ah, mn… ah…”
The feeling of a heart shattering was nothing compared to this.
But he absolutely could not panic. Qin Huai bit the tip of his tongue hard, letting the stinging pain help him stay calm, commanding Duan Ke steadily and gently.
“Baby, open the door for me first.”
Qin Huai coaxed him, “Don’t cry, baby, don’t rush. Try and see if you have the strength to turn it. If you can’t, lie on the bed, don’t lean against the door.”
The lock moved. Duan Ke’s voice was mixed with aggrieved whimpers, “Can’t… can’t open it…”
“Lie on the bed, baby. Lie on the bed, don’t lean on the door.”
Qin Huai coaxed him repeatedly until Duan Ke finally listened. Stumbling footsteps could be heard. Qin Huai listened carefully against the door, knowing he was no longer on the other side.
Without any hesitation, he kicked the door open.
The lock made an overwhelmed sound, startling the person on the bed into a tremble. Qin Huai saw his messy bed and clothes, his breath trembling uncontrollably.
…Estrus period.
Qin Huai strode to his bedside, wanting to pick Duan Ke up, but Duan Ke suddenly started rejecting him.
The person who had been desperate to get close to him just now suddenly shrank back, covering himself with his clothes.
In this special period, a succubus sensitive to the extreme would subconsciously resist all approaching creatures, even his own keeper.
“Don’t be afraid… Baby, don’t be afraid anymore.”
Qin Huai half-forced Duan Ke to open his body, lifting him out of the pile of clothes, his coaxing words never stopping.
“You did well, my baby is very brave…”
“I’m sorry, I came back late.” Qin Huai kept kissing him. “I’m sorry.”
The derelict guy had come home; these substitutes no longer had meaning.
Only Qin Huai could give Duan Ke true, thorough comfort.
Their souls had long grown together.
“Baby… I’m back.”
Duan Ke seemed to finally hear clearly who was calling him. Crying and gasping, trying to resist his instinctive fear, he hugged Qin Huai tightly, letting the man press him into the sheets and bite down on the side of his neck.
Qin Huai put two fingers together and placed them against Duan Ke’s lips.
“Be good, open your mouth.” Qin Huai’s voice was husky and scorching. “Let me feed you.”
[Translator’s Note: Qin Huai’s patience is infinite, but his possessiveness? Off the charts.]
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