Model Male Zerg of the Zerg Clan

Chapter 20

Lu Xi had a dream.

In his small garden, there was a very beautiful flower. Its red petals were tender and juicy, shyly drooping, and its leaves curled up together.

Lu Xi squatted down and touched the petals with his hand. The petals were soft and fragile, as if they would be easily scratched with a light touch.

Although it hadn’t bloomed yet, it emitted a strange sweet fragrance.

The air was warm and humid, it should be spring—clearly the season for blooming.

“Aren’t you going to open up?” Lu Xi rested his chin on his hand, patiently saying, “I want to see.”

A gust of wind blew, and its leaves curled even tighter.

Lu Xi reached out his hand, rubbing the leaves with his thumb, coaxing them to unfold.

The veins of the leaves were clear, trembling slightly in his hand.

Lu Xi chuckled softly, then held the flower bud in his hand—completely enveloping it.

His slender fingertips toyed with the petals, being careful and gentle, so as not to harm this beautiful flower.

But for some reason, his brain was a bit fuzzy, and his hands were a bit careless. With a slight shake of his hand, he accidentally brushed against the stamen hidden inside.

Ah—

He hurt it!

This time, not only the leaves, but the entire flower bud tightened, trying to protect the delicate stamen, even enclosing Lu Xi’s fingers.

The fragrance in the air became even stronger.

Lu Xi stood frozen in place, torn between emotions, but as he watched the trembling flower bud, a sense of guilt crept into his heart.

“Sorry, sorry, I…,” Lu Xi lowered his head and kissed the flower, “I’m just a bit drunk.”

Ah, yes, he was drunk.

What was he supposed to do again?

Lu Xi stared blankly at the flower, pondering for a good ten seconds before a light bulb went off in his mind.

Xia Baiyuan!

Xia Baiyuan was sick, yet he was left alone in the bathroom. How could a patient handle themselves?

No wonder such a top-notch male zerg like him would die young. If he continued to be so reckless, a minor illness could turn into a major one.

If no one took care of him, he would surely die.

He quickly withdrew his fingers, causing the entire flower bud to shake momentarily. Lu Xi seemed to hear a muffled groan.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” He stood up and frantically searched the small garden.

Where on earth was Xia Baiyuan?

He lifted bushes, crawled through shrubs, even climbed trees, but he couldn’t find Xia Baiyuan anywhere. He became increasingly frantic.

In the end, with a heavy heart, he returned to the flower bud and despondently said, “Xia Baiyuan…”

The flower bud quietly leaned against him.

Lu Xi felt very sad. “I can’t find Xia Baiyuan, where did he go? Do you—do you know where he went?”

The flower bud turned in a direction, and Lu Xi had a strange feeling, as if the flower could understand him.

“Xia Baiyuan, Xia Baiyuan is very important to me,” Lu Xi said earnestly to it, “He is the best, bravest, and most beautiful zerg in the world.”

The zerg race’s war god.

A once-in-a-lifetime genius.

A legendary figure who died young.

Such a zerg, he should stand above millions of lives, even if he died in battle, he should hold his head high.

Not end up like this.

Afflicted with disease, passing away in some unknown corner.

Just thinking about such an outcome made Lu Xi’s heart ache.

He closed his eyes, leaned against the most beautiful flower, and murmured, “Xia Baiyuan, where are you, why can’t I find you?”

A faint sigh sounded in his ears, followed by a slightly blurry voice.

“Don’t… start talking to yourself halfway through…”

Lu Xi opened his eyes, and what he saw stunned him.

The tightly closed flower bud, under the warm sunlight, began to slowly open up.

Like silk unfolding, like curtains being drawn, he witnessed the grandest scene.

Xia Baiyuan lowered his head slightly, his ears turning red as he murmured, “Have you seen… enough?”

Lu Xi stood up!

He was a fan of beauty!!

…

Lu Xi suddenly sat up straight.

Outside the window, the sky was turning pale, and birds were chirping in the early morning.

He slowly raised his hand, covering his gaping mouth.

He—

He—

He dreamed, he dreamed about Xia Baiyuan doing this and that—

And Xia Baiyuan completely went along with his this and that—

Help…

No, there’s no help.

Lu Xi buried his face deep in his hands, realizing that he had irreversibly deteriorated. He maintained the posture of covering his face with both hands and then stiffly collapsed onto the bed.

What’s even more terrifying is that occasional flashes of Xia Baiyuan from his dream still crossed his mind. And in the dream, Xia Baiyuan even had sub-female markings… What are you thinking every day, Lu Xi?! How can you still call yourself a fan of Xia Baiyuan? You’re a despicable fan made of clay.

Little fan Lu Xi fell into complete self-loathing.

If he could, he wanted to sink into the ground, pass through the mantle, and fall into the fiery depths of hell, letting the endless magma wash away his sins. But he couldn’t because he still had to get up to take care of Xia Baiyuan.

With a deep sigh, Lu Xi reluctantly got out of bed.

Twenty minutes later, he knocked on Xia Baiyuan’s door with medicine and breakfast. A muffled response came from inside: “Come in.”

Lu Xi took a deep breath, adjusting himself to his usual state. The sacred and noble admiration overwhelmed the sinful side of him again—hallelujah, the angel triumphed over the demon.

Opening the door, Lu Xi found Xia Baiyuan tightly wrapped in the thick blanket, covering even his head. When infants have a fever, the female father often covers them with blankets, thinking that sweating it out will help, but this method is actually wrong. The tighter you wrap, the higher the body temperature rises, making it more difficult to dissipate heat. Xia Baiyuan really didn’t know how to take care of himself.

Lu Xi set the tray aside and reached out to pull Xia Baiyuan’s blanket—

But he couldn’t pull it off.

Xia Baiyuan tightly gripped the blanket, and despite Lu Xi’s attempts, he only wrapped himself tighter.

Lu Xi: ???

I must cure you today.

He patiently said, “I’m going to get a wet towel.” With that, he took a few steps away, his footsteps changing from heavy to light, as if he was leaving.

Several seconds later, under Lu Xi’s gaze, a silver-haired head slowly peeked out from the covers.

Lu Xi grinned, “Hey.”

Xia Baiyuan widened his eyes, reflexively wanting to retreat, but Lu Xi wouldn’t give him that chance. He grabbed the edge of the blanket and pressed down firmly on Xia Baiyuan, saying, “Stop covering yourself!”

Xia Baiyuan’s face turned crimson, a mixture of shock, surprise, and some indiscernible emotions in his eyes.

The two struggled for a while, but Lu Xi…

Lu Xi still couldn’t beat Xia Baiyuan.

He hugged his arms, staring expressionlessly at Xia Baiyuan for a while. Xia Baiyuan covered himself with the blanket up to his chin, pretending to be asleep.

Lu Xi: …

What else could he do?

Forget it, as long as he exposed his head, it would be fine. There’s no point reasoning with a patient who won’t listen.

He sat down on the chair nearby, picked up the medicine, then put it back down. The medicine couldn’t be taken on an empty stomach; breakfast had to come first.

Looking at the pretending-to-be-asleep Xia Baiyuan, Lu Xi reluctantly picked up the bowl. The spoon clinked against the bowl, emitting a faint fragrance when stirred.

Lu Xi scooped up a spoonful of porridge, let it cool, and then brought it to Xia Baiyuan’s mouth. “Stop pretending and eat.”

Xia Baiyuan: …

He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Lu Xi, then glanced at the porridge in the spoon. Whether it was a hallucination or not, Xia Baiyuan’s face seemed to flush even more.

Lu Xi was truly worried: “Come on, eat.”

Xia Baiyuan averted his gaze, but finally opened his mouth and drank the porridge.

Lu Xi breathed a sigh of relief and explained, “I know you like cookies, but considering your current condition, you can’t eat them—”

Patients have poor digestive capabilities and need to eat liquid food.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish, Xia Baiyuan started coughing violently.

Lu Xi: ！Σ(×_×;)!

Oh no.

He quickly used a tissue to wipe Xia Baiyuan’s face, but unexpectedly, Xia Baiyuan swallowed the porridge forcefully before coughing.

After a while, Xia Baiyuan finally stopped coughing and turned his head. “I don’t like cookies.”

His voice was hoarse with a hint of laziness, trailing off at the end. Lu Xi froze the moment he heard it.

Ah ah ah ah————

He pinched his nose abruptly. “Oh… uh… huh?”

Lu Xi looked at him incredulously. “Then why have you been eating cookies all this time?”

“Just because they’re convenient.” Xia Baiyuan frowned. “And cookies are the cheapest. They can be stored for a long time. If stored properly, they can still be eaten after seventy years.”

Lu Xi was a bit bewildered. “Huh?”

“…Never mind.”

Xia Baiyuan furrowed his brows, showing a trace of regret, as if he had said something wrong.

Lu Xi sympathetically looked at him. Ah, this must be the legendary king of awkwardness.

But it’s okay! You’ll always be the brightest Xia God in my eyes!

Finally finished feeding him the medicine, Lu Xi tidied up the tray and was about to leave.

But then he heard Xia Baiyuan’s voice from behind, “By the way, about yesterday…”

Lu Xi’s hand trembled slightly, causing the bowl to clink against the tray.

He almost stood up again.

Lu Xi bit his tongue, trying to maintain a steady voice. “Yesterday? Oh, yesterday I had a bit of alcohol again, I hope I didn’t do anything embarrassing? I don’t know how I got drunk from just one sip—I’ll definitely be more careful next time!”

“…”

“…”

Lu Xi turned his head shakily, looking at Xia Baiyuan with fear and timidity, pitifully saying, “Did I really blurt out my bank password?”

Xia Baiyuan looked at him with pity. “You even forced me to donate to the Hope Project for you. You said you wanted to be a noble and ideal zerg.”

Lu Xi: …

He felt a heaviness in his head.

Well, at least it’s better than his father getting drunk and doing this and that with his female father.

When Lu Xi was still young, he used to cry and cling to his father’s legs, begging him not to eat his female father.

It wasn’t until he grew up that he understood why his female father’s face turned green back then.

Lu Xi sighed dejectedly. “I’m going to class.”

“Okay.”

“Lu Xi.”

“Yeah?”

Lu Xi turned his head in confusion. The morning sun finally rose, its golden rays shining through the window lattice, casting a diagonal shadow on the bed, enveloping Xia Baiyuan perfectly.

With flecks of gold filling his blue eyes, he looked deeply at Lu Xi, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips.

“The weather is nice today,” he remarked.

Lu Xi glanced outside. The sky was clear, without a single cloud, as if freshly washed. Perplexed, he replied, “Indeed, it’s quite nice.”

Xia Baiyuan’s eyes curved into a beautiful arc, almost surreal. “Thank you,” he said.

Lu Xi opened his mouth, “Oh…”

…

It wasn’t until the sound of the door closing at the entrance that Xia Baiyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There was still a faint fragrance lingering in the air, only discernible to the most sensitive top-tier females.

During the estrus period, they emitted a unique scent, but it often made them more embarrassed, so they mostly used perfume to cover it up.

Rubbing his temples, he sat up, and with his movement, the thick blanket finally slid down.

His reflection appeared on the clean window, and even though he had buttoned up to the top, the obvious dark red marks on his neck were still visible.

“Ah… still couldn’t bring myself to say it,” Xia Baiyuan sighed, ruffling his silver hair.

Originally, he had decided to confess his secret to Lu Xi, but for some reason, when he heard Lu Xi’s knock, he instinctively hid under the covers.

His heart was racing, his mind was mush, and he couldn’t say anything.

Hmm…

Resting his chin on his hand, he looked at the sky outside, a smile unconsciously forming on his lips.

“Xia Baiyuan, Xia Baiyuan is very important to me,” Lu Xi had said to him.

You are important to me too, Lu Xi.

You are my—

Thinking up to this point, Xia Baiyuan hesitated.

Friend?

Companion?

Family?

None of them seemed quite right, it’s like none of them were enough.

After pondering for a while, he suddenly had a revelation and found the most fitting term.

Lu Xi is also very important to Xia Baiyuan. He is the soulmate of Xia Baiyuan’s life.