Strategy to Capture That Scum Gong-Chapter 14 - Come~ Let’s Hurt EaChapter Other~

Chapter 14 - Come~ Let’s Hurt EaChapter Other~

Translated by Eve

Edited by Shirubame

Zhou Yian’s gaze was bloodthirsty and malicious; his tone was cold as a viper. He pinched Xie He’s chin with an excessive amount of force and lowered his own head to give him a strange, cold smile, “Really, what a pity. Could it be that Zhou Yizhe won’t want you anymore if you don’t stay here today?”

Xie He’s chin that was being pinched hurt badly but his face was expressionless, “Yes.”

“In consideration to our previous feelings, it’s not that I can’t give you a chance,” The corner of Zhou Yian’s lips raised. He fixed his eyes on Xie He’s pale face and smiled callously, “Let me see how you normally serve my brother. You must be rather skilled, for him to let such a slut stay by his side.”

He suddenly let go and retreated backwards, sitting on a chair. He crossed his legs and looked at Xie He with a slight smile, “If you can satisfy me, then I’ll let you stay with me tonight.”

“OK,” Xie He revealed a shallow smile.

He placed his hand on his collar and slowly undid his buttons. His clothes fell onto the ground and he walked step by step until he was right in front of Zhou Yian. He looked through lowered eyelashes, “Are you satisfied with me?”

Zhou Yian looked at the youth before him. From start to finish the youth’s expression was serene, as if he was used to this…used to shamelessly undressing himself in front of other men. There was no shyness or embarrassment—it was so natural…This was not what he remembered.

Was the youth originally this kind of person? Or was it Zhou Yizhe who made him this way?

Zhou Yian couldn’t tell. He only felt rage burning through his veins.

It made him want to lose all rationality.

A corner of his lip pulled up and he smiled in contempt, “Only this level and you managed to seduce my brother? You trying to trick me?”

A nearly indiscernible tremble ran through Xie He’s body.

It was as if something ice cold had flowed through his veins.

Seeming to earnestly ponder over this, a moment later, Xie He continued to advance. He slowly extended his hands to wrap his arms around Zhou Yian’s neck and lowered his head to kiss him.

If it was Zhou Yizhe, he would like this. What a joke, what was he even doing right now….

The person in front of him seemed to become fuzzy and he couldn’t tell who it was.

Xie He lightly kissed the man beneath him. The man was motionless, only watching him attentively with a cold and detached gaze, like he was something that made others sick to the stomach and he didn’t want to reciprocate the kiss in the least.

“Truly disgusting,” Zhou Yian looked at him, enunciating each word clearly.

Xie He froze.

“Get off me! I said that you’re really disgusting, didn’t you hear me!” Zhou Yian suddenly roared.

Xie He’s mask finally shattered and he revealed a grieved and pained expression.

This expression stung Zhou Yian’s eyes. He threw Xie He onto the ground and slapped him harshly! “Don’t look at me like that, you don’t deserve to!”

You don’t deserve to.

The scorching pain on his face couldn’t even measure against the pain that these four words caused. Xie He suddenly laughed loudly. His body bent like a bow with how hard he was laughing—laughing like a madman.

He laughed and laugh, until it finally became a quiet sob.

He was so tired&#k2026;It was so tiring to live like this&#k2026;It was so tiring to love someone like this&#k2026;.

“What are you crying about? Afraid that my brother won’t want you anymore?” Zhou Yian’s chest was violently heaving. He shut his eyes, pained, and finally said, “Don’t you have to stay here? Then stay. I’ll go.”

If he stayed here for another second, Zhou Yian was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to control himself and would do something he would regret.

Zhou Yian left in big strides. The cold air from outside drilled into his lungs, seeming to alleviate the blazing pain inside of him. He walked outside, his mind vacant, until he reached a secluded area. He smashed his fists over and over into a tree and very quickly, his fists were drenched in blood.

【444：Host dada, Zhou Yian has left. What are you still laying there for?】

【Xie He：No need to hurry. He’ll come back so there’s no need for me to get up only to have to pose again. 】

【444：But there’s no heating here. You’ll catch a cold. QAQ】

【Xie He：That’s the point. 】

【444：Host dada, you’re really dedicated to your work….】

【Xie He：This is the most basic professional quality of an actor 🙂 】

【444：Say, that Zhou Yian just now was really scary! I thought he was really going to hit you just now! 】

【Xie He：Didn’t he hit me? Can systems also have selective eyesight? 】

【444：Eh…it was a slap—no—what I meant was that I thought he would beat you up….】Becuase Host dada really needs a spanking, but he doesn’t dare say this._(:зゝ∠)_

【Xie He：If he beats me up, then he won’t be second male lead, he’d be cannon fodder. 】

【444：When did he become the second male lead???】

【Xie He：I conferred that title to him 🙂 】

【Xie He：Recently, I’ve been reading too many ‘pure love’ novels and felt that he really had the characteristics of a second male lead. He’s so pitiful and lamentable, ah.】

【444：……】

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Zhou Yizhe had not left the premises. He stood on a veranda a bit away, watching the scene before him. He knew that Zhao Qing was there in Zhou Yian’s tent not far from here and had to use all of his restraint to prevent himself from going over there and disturbing them. He should give Zhao Qing some time—a chance…even if that chance would cause him to forfeit his own love.

With regards to him, this wasn’t just one night. It was a farewell.

He wished for Zhao Qing and Zhou Yian to clear their misunderstandings so that Zhao Qing would no longer suffer. At the same time, he had the despicable hope that they would not get back together, so he could naturally take the youth for himself.

He wasn’t certain that he’d be able to let go of him in the worst case scenario.

“Hey, did you guys see that? Zhou Yian seemed to have gone into the forest and gone crazy.”

“Yeah. Some people saw him go just now, looking really unstable.”

“Isn’t he spending the night with Zhou Yizhe’s…that tonight?”

“At the start, yeah. But after, who knows why he charged out all on his own…he doesn’t seem too happy. His eyes were really scary.”

The colour of Zhou Yizhe’s face suddenly changed. He abruptly ran over and scared the whispering group of people.

“Where did you guys say Zhou Yian went?” Zhou Yizhe swept a cold, sharp gaze over them.

“O-over there…” One of them immediately pointed in one direction.

Zhou Yizhe turned around and made large strides in the indicated direction. Afterwards, he felt that he was moving too slowly and directly ran, disregarding his image. When he arrived, he saw Zhou Yian firmly standing by a tree. The blood from his knuckles stained the tree’s bark and he emitted a brutal and chilly air from his entire body.

He had a bad premonition. Zhou Yizhe didn’t care about anything else and grabbed Zhou Yian’s collar, shouting, “Where’s Zhao Qing?”

Zhou Yian slowly turned to look at him. When he saw who it was, he suddenly sneered, “Didn’t you give him to me? The day’s not even over. It couldn’t be that you want to go back on your word?”

“Where is he!” Zhou Yizhe’s eyes that had always been as tranquil as a deep pond exposed a harsh expression.

“Where else would he be? Obviously he’s at my place…” Zhou Yian smiled in disdain, “He’s so well-behaved…he said he just had to be with me. No matter what I said, he wouldn’t leave. Too bad I only feel nauseated when I look at him. So, I left by myself….”

Zhou Yizhe was so angry that his hand trembled slightly. He threw Zhou Yian to the ground and sprinted at lightning speed towards the tent.

As soon as he tore open the tent, he saw the youth laying bare-naked on the ground. If his chest hadn’t been moving up and down slightly, he’d look like he was dead. This scene made Zhou Yizhe’s heart clench. He very quickly took off his jacket to cover the youth’s body, bringing him into his arms. It was only then that he saw the red slap mark on his face. Zhou Yizhe’s eyes exposed a pained and tender expression. He tightly hugged the youth to his chest, “Don’t be afraid. It’s fine. I’m here now….”

Xie He slowly raised his eyes. His trembling eyelashes were stained with tears…he looked broken….

Zhou Yizhe sucked in a slow breath. He felt that if the youth in his arms was upset even a little bit more, he would break and go insane. And the one who had pushed him to the brink was him.

He would never forgive himself.

Zhou Yian arrived a little later. When he did, he saw Zhou Yizhe hugging Xie He. His motionless, silent back appeared somber and desolate, making his own heart twitch uneasily.

He smiled mockingly, as if he could brush away the uneasiness in his heart in this manner, “If you’re this reluctant then you shouldn’t have offered him up. Did you really think that I’d want your things? Yeah, right.”

“Enough!” Zhou Yizhe shouted in his deep voice. He saw Xie He trembling. A deathly grey hue seemed to cover his originally bloodless face.

He carefully carried Xie He to the bed and placed him down. He then turned around and punched Zhou Yian in the face!

Zhou Yian was in a jittery, restless state, so he didn’t anticipate that Zhou Yizhe would suddenly act up. He took the punch to his face and felt the scorching pain, the taste of blood welling in his mouth. This punch seemed to smash all of his rationality, that had already been barely holding on, to pieces! His eyes reddened and he threw a punch back!

The two brothers fought, neither holding back. A few minutes later, they parted, both huffing and puffing. Zhou Yian cut a sorry figure: his hair fallen to his forehead, disheveled. Zhou Yizhe was no better—the always meticulously arranged clothes were in a terrible mess.

Zhou Yizhe gently wiped the blood from his lips, looking at Zhou Yian with a complicated expression of dense hate.

But he was always a rational person, so…it was time for him to put an end to his indulgence.

It was his fault. It was his fault from the beginning.

Zhou Yizhe shut his eyes for a moment before opening them again, pained. His voice was hoarse and brought a slight chill as he spoke, “You shouldn’t treat him like this.”

Zhou Yian’s eyes also could not conceal his hatred and he sneered, “Why can’t I?”

“Because…” Zhou Yizhe clenched his fist so hard that his knuckles cracked. He had never thought that there’d be a day where he would personally push his beloved away to someone else over and over again. If someone had told him this before, he would definitely have ridiculed that person with disdain. But now, he didn’t even have the strength to ridicule himself. He slowly opened his mouth, “Because he….”

“Zhou Yizhe,” Xie He opened his eyes.

Zhou Yizhe’s remaining words were cut off. He turned his head to look at Xie He.

Xie He calmly gazed at him and slowly said, “Since he doesn’t want me, will you take me home?”

“I…” Zhou Yizhe seemed to still want to say something. However, in the next second, he saw an unprecedented determination in Xie He’s eyes. That determination made him unable to speak the rest of his sentence.

This pain was like a net that crushed Zhou Yizhe’s organs.

It felt like a century had passed in these few silent seconds. In the end, Zhou Yizhe stopped paying any attention to Zhou Yian. He turned to carry Xie He in his arms and softly said, “I’ll take you away.”

Zhou Yian looked on, stupefied, as Zhou Yizhe carried Xie He off. When he finally reacted, he was the only one left.

What did Zhou Yizhe want to say just now?

No…perhaps he didn’t want to say anything….

However, what he did know, was at that moment, he had thoroughly lost the person he loved.

Xie He quietly laid in Zhou Yizhe’s embrace, letting him carry him away.

What he needed was love, not pity.

He especially did not need Zhou Yian’s pity.

It was just that it was cold, really too cold. It was like the very last vestige of warmth in the depths of his heart had been taken away; as if the little fire in his heart had been extinguished. He was so cold his teeth chattered; his body stiffened, his blood froze. It was probably his survival instinct that made him automatically lean against Zhou Yizhe’s chest, absorbing some of the warmth from the other’s skin. It couldn’t warm his heart but…he still didn’t want to let go.

He obviously knew that he’d die, but before he did, all he wanted was to lessen the pain.

Zhou Yizhe suddenly paused his movements. He felt that the youth in his arms had discretely moved closer to him. This little bit, if it wasn’t someone as perceptive as him, they wouldn’t have noticed….

“Are you cold? I’ll take you back,” Zhou Yizhe’s voice was hoarse.

Zhou Yizhe looked at him fixedly, as if he was looking at this man clearly for the first time. His lips moved, spitting out quiet, neary inaudible words, “Don’t leave me.”

Because it was really too cold…much too cold.

Zhou Yizhe’s grip on Xie He suddenly tightened. His eyes that held a deep, imperceptible emotion fixed themselves on the youth’s pale face, “I won’t. I will never leave you.”

【444：Ding. The target’s Favorability Value +2. The current Favorability Value is 98.】

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<On the Topic of Scum Gongs’ Transformations Into Holy Mothers>

Author: Zhou Virgin-Mary Zhe

Translator: Xie Black-hearted He

Eve: I renounce Yian as my baby. Domestic violence is a no-no.