Chapter 21: The Most Lovesick Person in the Eighth Galaxy
A three-minute hug.
Mu Feng gripped the sides of the man’s waist. The military uniform was stiff and crisp to the touch. He buried his head against the other’s shoulder, faintly catching the scent of absinthe.
“You smell so good, Sir.”
The words crossed the line the moment they slipped out.
Liang Yuhang: “…………”
Mu Feng: “……………”
Damn mouth, spouting nonsense, shut up quickly.
The atmosphere fell silent and incredibly awkward.
Mu Feng struggled to salvage the situation. “I meant the smell in this room… is it incense? It feels very fragrant.”
Liang Yuhang didn’t bother with his lousy excuse. “Did you smell my pheromones?”
“Mn, a little.” Mu Feng felt his cheeks burning up. “After all, we’re pressed so close; it’s hard to ignore.”
Smelling a top-tier Alpha’s pheromones wasn’t a good thing for him; it only brought suppression and aggression.
Therefore, Mu Feng silently adjusted his bracelet to a higher setting, though he still couldn’t bear to let go.
Liang Yuhang reminded him, “My susceptibility period might be coming early. You should let go.”
If his pheromones really became unstable, it could induce an Omega into heat, which would be bad.
“The three minutes aren’t up yet,” Mu Feng argued meticulously. “Thirty seconds left.”
Liang Yuhang didn’t move. He simply maintained the posture, lowering his eyes to watch the second hand on his wrist watch.
Tick by tick, it passed slowly.
“Now it’s time,” Liang Yuhang stated.
Mu Feng straightened up reluctantly. His fingers brushed against the man’s slightly scorching hand as he added, “I have a special soothing agent there, developed by myself. I’ll get it for you; it will make you feel much more comfortable.”
“It seems you really studied pharmaceutics well,” Liang Yuhang teased. “Not pretending anymore?”
Mu Feng wrinkled his nose. “I’m not pretending in front of you anymore. I couldn’t keep it up anyway; I was found out in just a few days.”
Liang Yuhang observed the exposed skin on Mu Feng’s neck. It wasn’t flushed or feverish; surprisingly, the overflowing pheromones hadn’t triggered any symptoms.
He nodded. “Alright, have 0717 deliver it to the office.”
Mu Feng had already made him twenty minutes late and didn’t dare delay further. He reached out to take back his workbook. “Then I’m leaving.”
He took the elevator down and ran into Xie Xingchen wandering idly in the atrium garden. He walked over. “You aren’t with Professor Zhang?”
“He was called away temporarily, so I’m just wandering around by myself.”
Xie Xingchen had both hands in his pockets, looking as casual as if he were strolling in his own garden. “Why are your eyes red? Did Colonel Liang bully you?”
His tone carried a hint of teasing.
Mu Feng narrowed his eyes. Refusing to let Teacher Liang’s reputation suffer even a scratch, he retorted sternly, “Of course not. Don’t speculate maliciously.”
He looked nothing like the obedient boy in front of Colonel Liang; he was fierce, like a cat baring its claws.
Xie Xingchen thought of someone and smiled. “If there’s a chance, I’ll introduce you to the person I like. You two would probably get along very well.”
“Four years, and you haven’t caught him yet?” Mu Feng was curious. The favored son of the Ninth Galaxy actually had someone he couldn’t obtain.
“Caught him, then lost him.”
Xie Xingchen turned his head to look at him. “Don’t spread this around. It’s a secret. I’m only telling you because you seem reliable; no one else knows.”
Mu Feng blinked, roughly understanding there was a hidden story.
He lowered his voice. “Alright, then I’ll exchange a secret with you too. There’s someone in my heart as well. I’ve had a secret crush for four years. I’m only telling you because you seem reliable; no one else knows.”
Xie Xingchen raised an eyebrow slightly. “I knew it. I felt a sense of kinship the moment I saw you. Turns out it’s the Ninth Galaxy’s Most Lovesick meeting the Eighth Galaxy’s Most Lovesick.”
This guy was really funny.
Xie Xingchen let his imagination run wild. “Wait until we travel to other galaxies more. Maybe we can assemble a table of lovesick fools from all nine galaxies.”
Mu Feng laughed hard. “But I’m not much better off than you. I might not even catch him in this lifetime.”
“Can you see him?” Xie Xingchen asked.
Mu Feng paused, unsure if this was a trick question, but nodded anyway. “It used to be hard, but now I can.”
Xie Xingchen said, “Then you’re still a bit better off. I can’t see him.”
Mu Feng immediately felt a sense of empathy.
He hesitated, but finally offered a beautiful wish. “Wait a little longer. You will meet again.”
Xie Xingchen nodded. “If we meet again next time, I’ll tell you his name.”
“Okay, it’s a deal,” Mu Feng said.
“So keep fighting. If you want to catch the person you like, you have to become stronger.” Xie Xingchen’s words were pointed—meant for Mu Feng, but also for himself.
He understood the look of loving someone too well.
Those eyes Mu Feng used to look at Liang Yuhang—others might not see it, but Xie Xingchen practically saw his past self.
Having such a pair of loving eyes was the most sincere thing.
That was why Xie Xingchen felt incredibly safe telling him the past he couldn’t speak of to others.
Mu Feng gave a hum of acknowledgment. “I will work hard.”
“Since you know my secret, can I occasionally find you…”
Xie Xingchen paused. “…to vent my longing for a certain someone? I’m going to suffocate. My brother is almost annoyed to death by me; he’s on the verge of blocking me.”
Mu Feng: “…………”
He was now starting to suspect that adding this contact might have been a mistake.
The corner of Mu Feng’s mouth twitched lightly. “Fine, send it.”
That very night, he received Xie Xingchen’s messages.
[xxc]: You don’t know how amazing he is. Much stronger than me. He can take down a group of Alphas with one punch, but he’s very well-behaved in front of me.
M: Wow, so awesome!!!
[xxc]: Right? He’s also very good-looking. Pity I can’t show you his photo. He is absolutely the best-looking person in the world.
Mu Feng couldn’t continue the flattery; he was very unconvinced.
M: The person I like is the best-looking in the world.
[xxc]: No, he isn’t.
M: You don’t even know who it is, what gives you the right to say he isn’t?
[xxc]: ………Fine, skipping this topic. Can I continue praising him? I can praise him for another hundred messages. Which aspect do you want to hear?
[xxc]: He looks cold, but his heart is especially soft.
[xxc]: Clearly very cool, but he has little canine teeth.
[xxc]: Why aren’t you replying? Aren’t you going to praise along with me?
M: ……………How did your wife tolerate you before? Didn’t he slap you?
[xxc]: He did. Felt great.
M: [Handshake] [Handshake] [Handshake] Fellow enthusiast.
Due to being harassed by Xie Xingchen all night, Mu Feng kept yawning when he got up the next day.
Zhou Tiantian watched him with extreme vigilance. “You didn’t secretly study during the two hours I was asleep, did you?”
“That didn’t happen. Mu Bao was on his phone all night.” Jiang Yuan was also very vigilant. “Messaging who?”
Mu Feng felt his head swelling. “Xie Xingchen. He just got here, asking about local customs.”
“Pity. If he didn’t have someone he liked, I would have wanted to matchmake you two,” Jiang Yuan said. “It would be so good. He’s tall and handsome.”
Mu Feng muttered in his heart: Teacher Liang is also tall and handsome. Why look down on him?
He stopped Jiang Yuan’s further fantasies. “Stop. Don’t push every Alpha you see onto me. It’s the assessment today; shouldn’t you hurry up and review?”
“If cramming worked, why would we need classes?” Jiang Yuan shook his head. “However, I asked my brother to help me predict the questions. Maybe I can score in the top few this time.”
Zhou Tiantian was as sharp as ever. “Then you really have zero self-awareness. Feeding a pig brain with high-tech data will only result in a pig that glitches.”
“I don’t want to argue with you!” Jiang Yuan turned his head. “Mu Bao, what rank do you want to get?”
After confessing to Liang Yuhang yesterday, Mu Feng felt very relaxed. “Not acting anymore. Last place.”
“I admire that mindset.” Jiang Yuan gave a thumbs up. “Looking forward to your performance.”
The group walked to the classroom. Xie Xingchen had nothing to do, so he leaned against the door lazily acting as a proctor.
Seeing Mu Feng, he greeted him cheerfully. “Student Mu, did you sleep well last night?”
“Not very well.” Mu Feng gritted his teeth. “If I didn’t know the inside story, I would have thought you were a spy sent by Liang Jingyi to snipe me.”
“Why?” Xie Xingchen looked bewildered.
“Forget it, can’t explain it clearly.” Mu Feng sighed. “You don’t plan to harass me like this every night, do you?”
“How can you call it harassment? You can express your young boy’s heart to me too,” Xie Xingchen said very frankly. “I won’t roast you for being cheesy.”
Mu Feng: “………I’m not as shameless as you. It’s hard to say out loud.”
“What young boy’s heart?” Jiang Yuan leaned in, wearing a furious expression like ‘You have another dog outside behind my back.’ “How come I don’t know?”
Mu Feng frantically tried to spin it. “Just the heart of a young boy collapsing and suffering insomnia because he’s about to test last place.”
Jiang Yuan actually believed it and patted him. “It’s okay. Get used to it; it’s the norm.”
Professor Zhang came over with the test papers, Liang Yuhang following behind. From a distance, he saw the two chatting very happily.
Just one day, and they’re this close?
As expected of social terrorists comparable to 0717. Both of them.
Liang Yuhang strode over, stopped in front of Mu Feng, and asked, “Not entering the exam hall yet? Looks like you reviewed well last night.”
Mu Feng looked up at him, blinking slowly.
He thought to himself, Don’t you know my true strength? Why review? I could do the questions with my eyes closed.
But with others present, he went along with the conversation. “Didn’t have time to review. Time was all wasted chatting with Major Xie all night.”
Xie Xingchen, who never minded watching the world burn, fanned the flames from the side. “Indeed. A very pleasant night. We hit it off instantly.”
Liang Yuhang’s gaze drifted between the two, finally landing on Mu Feng’s eyes, curved in a smile. Clearly, they were red from crying yesterday.
Fine. He had worried about the kid’s mood yesterday for nothing. It was him overthinking.
So he spoke indifferently, “Seems I assigned too little homework. Starting tonight, you’ll begin practical training with me.”
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