TVLMS Chapter 111.3

With blood at the corners of his mouth and tears in his eyes, he watched through the cell as the man he cared for fell, destroyed along with the fortress by that abominable space beast. It was then that he finally realized what he really felt for Gu Xiyu and what Gu Xiyu’s response to the question he had unconsciously asked meant.

The fortress was his duty, and he was an unexpected accident during his duty. As the fortress commander, he had to be neutral, calm, and consistent with everything in the fortress, which is why he was always so indifferent to everyone, especially the prisoners he took into custody.

However, after managing to push everyone in the fortress away, he(Wen Xinghan) was the exception.

But by the time everything had been sorted out, it was too late.

Gu Xiyu’s calculations have always been very accurate, including how long he could last while fighting the space beast before it turned to attack the special prison. After the space beast’s multiple attacks on the prison, the backlash was soon sent back, and it eventually got itself killed. Immediately after the space beast’s death, the prison ban on Wen Xinghan was lifted. It was at that moment that he realized how terribly accurate Gu Xiyu’s brain was and finally realized that this was what he had fiddled with on the console before he left.

It was a pity that after the death of the Space Beast, its corpse disappeared into countless energy dots in this space, so Wen Xinghan had no way to vent his anger or get revenge. He tried to find Gu Xiyu among the debris and corpses floating out there, but he circled the far side of the fortress for days, looking back and forth at the same places several times, but he could not find the figure he was looking for.

He was the only one left alive, but he felt like he was already dead. Gu Xiyu was the one ray of light he had managed to catch in his long life, but cruel fate still forcibly took it away.

Just as he was about to fall into despair, his left eye suddenly had some sensation. To his surprise, the decision back then brought some unexpected gains. Even though the two spiritual forces had been forcibly split apart, he was surprised to find that they were still connected and that he could sense the other even from a distance.

He sensed the presence of the other magic eye, which meant that Gu Xiyu was still alive. The only downside was that it could not give him an exact location, so he could only use his hazy senses to start wandering around the spatial levels. This search took a long time, and in the process, his power went haywire several times, and every time he woke up, he found himself in a strange place. Over time, this state, combined with the delay in finding Gu Xiyu, made his whole being even more unstable.

He had almost lost his sense of self by the time he broke into the space realm with the Time and Space Management Bureau and could only follow the deepest instinctive obsessions of his mind. He couldn’t even remember what he was trying to find, he only knew that it was important to him, something he had to find.

Thinking back on this, Wen Xinghan’s heart tightened with difficulty. Apart from recalling these things, his soul fragments had returned, and after completely fusing with his original self, he now also had all the memories of the mission worlds. Including all the experiences of the main soul that was in the central station, he remembered everything clearly.

The automatic door to the ward suddenly swished open and in came what looked like a medical staff. Probably because of the terrible rumors left behind in the past, everyone’s impression of him was still stuck on the time when he had lost his mind. Even the doctors only dared to stand at a distance as they summarized his physical condition through the monitoring instruments.

Wen Xinghan’s mouth was a little dry, but he still tried to ask in a hoarse voice, “Where’s Gu Xiyu?”

His tone and eyes were insistent, showing that even if he was to be locked up here, he strongly wanted to see the person he wanted to see

The doctor froze for a moment and replied cautiously, “Commander Gu is discussing something with the director, I will inform him when he is done.”

Gu Xiyu was fine, and after confirming this fact, Wen Xinghan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. At the same time, another question popped up.

From what he observed in the mission worlds and the main system, he realized that Gu Xiyu’s state was slightly different from when he was in the fortress, and he was almost certain that he had no more memories of him or the time at the fortress.

What kind of attitude would Gu Xiyu, who has lost his memories, have toward him? Would they have to go back to the original indifferent distance and relationship between a prisoner and an officer?

The more Wen Xinghan thought about it, the more his heart sank, but then he thought that at least the person he had been worrying about for so long was still alive and not in trouble. Besides, after so many mission worlds, Gu Xiyu had obviously shown some affection for him, at least in the last cultivation world, he had proved his affection for him—albeit in an extreme way.

It didn’t matter if he had no memories, it proved that even if they started over, the two of them would still be able to come together.

The doctor left while Wen Xinghan was lost in thought, and after some time, he heard the door open.

When he looked up at the person who had come, his heart suddenly stopped beating for a moment.

The person in front of him did not look much different from what he remembered, even the expression in his eyes and face was as aloof and cold as ever. Only his dark blue uniform had been replaced with a silver and black one, and he was holding a palm-sized vintage metal box.

The automatic door closed once he entered, and there was no one else in the room but the two of them. None of them spoke, and the room was so quiet that even the sound of shallow breathing became very clear.

Wen Xinghan was clamoring to see someone the moment he woke up, but when the person actually appeared in front of him, he suddenly lost his voice again.

This meeting was simply different from those small worlds; the one standing in front of him was the one he had missed for years, the real Gu Xiyu. He could only stare in awe at the person standing with a straightened back at the entrance to the room, fearing that if he blinked, the other person would disappear like a dream.

He was also afraid that this was a dream.

In the end, it was the man in front of him who spoke up.

After taking in the man on the hospital bed with a calm gaze, he suddenly lifted his chin and said carelessly, “Wen Xighan, I heard that you woke up crying and clamoring to see me.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he saw the eyes of the tall man who was staring at him like a fool turn red and saw tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

This was not the first time Gu Xiyu had seen this tearful appearance, he had also seen him shed tears in the last world after abusing Bu Tianhan. However, even after seeing it again, his chest still felt stuffy, even more so than in the small world.

He pursed his lips and finally compromised by walking over to the bed and approaching him, even manipulating the system to loosen the shackles on his hands so that he could move.

The man on the bed was in a daze, his slightly raised hands hesitating in mid-air for a long time before he slowly wrapped them around him. When those hands wrapped around him, Gu Xiyu could even feel their faint trembling, as if he couldn’t believe he had found what he had lost.

Wen Xinghan buried his head in Gu Xiyu’s embrace, and Gu Xiyu could faintly hear his uncontrollable sobs. It was as if something that had been suppressed in his heart for a long, long time was finally unable to hold on to this moment of complete liberation and catharsis, and he no longer needed to be so tense.

“I’ve been looking for you for a long time.”

At this time, Wen Xinghan felt very fragile, as fragile as a child, shedding tears and mumbling out his grievances.

“I thought you don’t remember anything.”

Gu Xiyu’s eyes were lowered as he let him hold him tightly, and his expression at the moment did not reveal what he was thinking; only his eyes had a rare softness.

He asked Wen Xinghan in a soft voice, “Don’t remember anything?”

“Like not remembering that you said my body looks seductive?”