Urban Soldier Young Master

Chapter 1075 - 1074: The Strange Fragrance

Chu Ge initially thought Chu Shiyao would be torn about the matter or completely disagree with him, and he'd have to spend more time persuading her. To his surprise, after just two sentences, her dim eyes regained a bright glow filled with hope, showing trust in him.But then again, Chu Shiyao has never been a pretentious person, and after experiencing such a great upheaval today, she matured quickly, making it understandable.

Just like a saying Chu Ge has always agreed with: "What matures people is experience, not age."

Not every elder is worthy of respect; many are just old scoundrels. Likewise, not every child is unreliable; some are exceptional young talents.

Due to the inconvenience of Chu Ge's hands, Chu Shiyao fed him this meal, just like when he was hospitalized before, a heavenly aura shone from her.

After eating and chatting a bit with Chu Shiyao, the dizziness in Chu Ge's head subsided somewhat. He leaned against the headboard to rest, trying to recuperate his mental state for another attempt at his seemingly wild idea.

If it works, great. If not, there's nothing to be done. At least this idea is worth a try.

Two hours passed; Chu Ge smelled something that didn't belong to the room. He opened his eyes, slightly furrowing his brow.

Despite the pleasantness of the scent, Chu Ge knew its presence couldn't be good.

Would Chu Chengrui use some air freshener in here? Even if Chu Ge thought with his toes, the answer was obviously no—this old mad dog is surely up to something again.

Right, this old mad dog mentioned he had good news for Chu Ge, then said he'd know by evening.

Could it be...this old mad dog wants to...

Chu Ge was shocked, furrowing his brow, directing his gaze toward Chu Shiyao beside him.

She'd fallen asleep due to exhaustion, and as her chest rose and fell, her nostrils softly fluttered, inhaling the scent permeating the cage over and over.

A few minutes later, Chu Shiyao turned over, subconsciously kicked off the blanket, and wiped her smooth forehead with the back of her hand, where a thin layer of fragrant sweat had somehow emerged, slightly reddening her pale skin.

Chu Ge's brows furrowed tighter, as the cage wasn't warm at all, yet Chu Shiyao's face grew redder, and she let out an unconscious murmur.

"Old mad dog!"

Chu Ge clenched his back teeth, tightly gripping his fists.

The scent filling the cage, the changes in Chu Shiyao, combined with Chu Chengrui's sinister smile and words, clearly confirmed Chu Ge's previous suspicion.

Even worse, a surge of heat began coursing chaotically through Chu Ge, and no matter how much he wished to grind his back teeth to bits, he couldn't stop the rampant heat from spreading within him, igniting like a growing fire fed continuously with oil and wood, making his heart race and throat dry, burning upwards to his head.

Soon, Chu Shiyao awoke from sleep, gripping the sheets tightly, panting heavily as she looked at Chu Ge.

Under Chu Shiyao's increasingly fervent gaze, Chu Ge's body started feeling more off. He exhaled sharply, flipped off the bed, and his clenched fists slammed into the steel wall, causing a loud "clang".

After one sound, a louder "clang" followed.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang..."

A pair of iron fists wanted to punch holes in the steel wall, as the sound of fists and steel clashing grew louder, creating two prominent dents on the steel wall.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

Soon, Chu Ge's fists greeted the glass wall, producing hammering sounds like dense drumbeats.

Chu Ge's eyes turned blood red, his mouth letting out the fiercest roar, as if eager to tear everything to shreds, even though the soundproofing of the special cage was excellent. The drum-like hammering and Chu Ge's roars still transmitted far and wide.

In the S District, housing many ferocious beasts and confining humans more dangerous than tigers and leopards, the sound was so intense, like thunder exploding in a deep, dark night, akin to a terrifying wave crashing onto a calm sponge sea.

People in different cages instinctively paused their original activities, and though they knew they couldn't see anything, they all turned their gaze in the direction of the sound.

A lion, previously ramming the cage forcefully, stopped, and its eyes, exuding the majesty of the grassland king, revealed a hint of terror. A tiger, previously asleep, shivered, scratching its front paws and woke abruptly, looking slightly embarrassed.

The King of the Prairie and King of the Jungle reacted this way, needless to say, other beasts trembled even more, except only an elephant, massive as a mountain, stood its ground.

...

An hour passed, as the wildness in Chu Ge's eyes and the daze in Chu Shiyao's gaze finally faded like extinguished flames.

Replacing them was deep, deep, deep embarrassment.

The previous scent had vanished from the air, replaced by other aromas.

"Uh..."

After an eerie silence, Chu Ge swallowed and forced a sound from his throat with difficulty.

As a man, he really needed to say something at this moment.

Chu Shiyao had her back to Chu Ge, not moving on the outside, but her soft body under the covers was tense, her shoulder blades almost sticking up, clearly very, very, very concerned about what Chu Ge would say next.

Unfortunately, after Chu Ge let out an "uh," several seconds passed, and he still didn't say anything.

It wasn't that he didn't want to say something, it was just... what the hell was this supposed to be?

Even though he was never someone with a thin skin, now he didn't really know what to say.

Blame it all on Chu Chengrui? Curse out that old mad dog?

Forget it, even if this was all the handiwork of that old dog, so what?

What should be done, and what shouldn't, hadn't he done all of it? If he were to push the blame elsewhere at the first sign of trouble, what kind of man would that make him?

Say some sweet words?

If it were any other woman around him, that might be fine, but the other person was Chu Shiyao… that really wasn't okay.

He and Chu Shiyao had always been pals, saying sweet tender words to a "buddy" just wasn't something he could bring himself to do.

Or maybe apologize?

Honestly, Chu Ge really didn't feel like he had done anything wrong. He knew better than anyone else how hard he had been trying to restrain himself just now; the swelling and bruises on his forehead and fists were the best proof.

It's just that his body was different from others; if it had been an ordinary person, using that kind of fierce strength to punch super-tough glass made of who-knows-what material, the bones in their hands would probably have shattered.

Of course, if it had been an ordinary person, they certainly wouldn't have been able to hold on as long as he did; they would have done whatever there was to do long ago.

Moreover... hmm, to be shameless for a moment, his hands and feet were all bound with handcuffs and shackles, so he couldn't have done much voluntarily just now. Chu Shiyao was much more intense than he was.

This thought had just popped into his head, making his face feel feverish and he fiercely despised himself.

Damn, what was he randomly thinking about, wasn't he being way out of line? Chu Shiyao was as pure as can be, one hundred percent intact!

But if he didn't say anything, that would be even worse, damn... what a dilemma!

Forget it, better apologize, sometimes with women, apologies don't need a reason. Given his relationship with Chu Shiyao, apologizing wasn't anything to be ashamed of.

"Uh, ahem..." Chu Ge coughed, giving both himself and Chu Shiyao a moment to pause, the subtext being "I'm about to speak now."

"Brother Chu."

Just when Chu Ge licked his lips and had barely started to part them, Chu Shiyao's voice came first.

"Uh..."

With Chu Shiyao uttering those simple three words, Chu Ge's gathered courage, like a fully inflated balloon, was suddenly pricked lightly with a needle, disappearing without a trace.

"Yaoyao, you speak."

It was just one more word than what Chu Shiyao said before, still just four simple words, but it felt like it took much effort for Chu Ge, his voice lacked the usual cheekiness, calm, or cheerfulness, sounding as unconfident as you could imagine.

With her back to Chu Ge, Chu Shiyao said, "Brother Chu, I don't blame you. If anything, blame that old madman, so if you want to apologize, there's no need."

Chu Ge raised his hand, pressing his index fingers together to pinch the bridge of his nose, and barely mumbled a response.

Chu Shiyao took a deep breath, supported herself on the bed to sit up, her face showing the same carefree smile from before, patting Chu Ge's hand.

"Come on, give the girl a smile."

Chu Ge managed a smile, as ugly as could be.

"Smile again."

Since Chu Shiyao asked, Chu Ge had to smile again.

Chu Shiyao rolled her eyes at him, raised her hand, and smacked him, "Don't fake it, smile properly!"