Gong Lixin meditated for more than eight hours and missed both breakfast and lunch. During this period of time, Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran came to check the front of his room every half an hour, feeling more and more flustered as time went by.

  At three o’clock in the afternoon, Gong Lixin let out a deep breath and finally returned from meditation, slowly opening his eyes. Due to his special physique and strong restorative power, the red marks on his body had long disappeared and the redness and swelling of his chrysanthemum had healed by themselves. His internal force that had stagnated at the peak of the second level of his qi had increased and would break through to the third level any time now.

  In the end, the cultivation of the Reverse Spirits still cannot be increased on its own, even with a unique pure Yin reverse body. Thinking of that, Gong Lixin raised his brows and smiled bitterly. He looked down and saw that his skin had become more transparent and radiant then before and suddenly felt disgusted.

  After sitting there for a long time, he finally pulled himself away from the feeling of self-loathing. He took off his clothes and went into the bathroom to wash. As soon as he returned to the room, he had begun to meditate. The semen on his abdomen and his member had dried up and now irritated him. He rinsed them with water and rubbed at them many times to get rid of them.

  As he scrubbed at them, the pleasure of last night flashed into his mind again and his ears went red. He quickly shook his head to shake the thoughts off, turned and poured a large bucket of cold water into the bathtub, immersing himself in it as he willed himself to think of nothing again.

  Every pore of his skin relaxed and he absorbed the energy in the air and in the water. His breathing slowly came to a stop and his heart beat became slower and slower as his mind entered a mysterious state of meditation. Gong Lixin closed his eyes and quietly soaked in the bathtub.

  After waiting for more than two hours and seeing that dinner time was about to end, Song Haoren finally couldn’t hold his panic in anymore and opened the door to Gong Lixin’s room with a single kick before hurrying in. Lin Wenbo followed closely behind, a scorching golden glow coming out from his eyes.

  At a single glance, they could see that no one was in the narrow room. Song Haoran froze, a little at a loss. Lin Wenbo seemed aware of the situation and quickly rushed into the bathroom, immediately seeing the youth soaking in the bathtub, as if he had stopped breathing. It was as if he was hit by thunder and his soul had shattered from the impact, he stood rigidly by the door and didn’t dare to move forward to confirm his thoughts.

  Song Haoran also ran over and walked towards the entrance. Immediately, he hit the person in front. He pushed Lin Wenbo forcefully away and took the cold body of the youth into his arms and, with trembling fingers, tested his breath.

  "How? How could this happen?" Song Haoran couldn’t believe the warm breath was gone. The light red irises slowly shed their colours like shedding blood and grief-stricken expression made people unable to face him straight.

  "Didn’t you say that he’d think things through? Ah?" Turning his head back to Lin Wenbo, his face twisted in anger and his eyes were red once again, making him look like an evil ghost that had climbed up from the abyss of hell.

  Lin Wenbo shook his body, ignored Song Haoran’s question and took the youth from his arms. He laid him flat on the bathroom floor and pressed the teenager’s heart firmly. Song Haoran wanted to reach out to snatch the youth away, but saw his movement and immediately calmed down as he waited in hope.

  "Woo~" Gong Lixin opened his eyes blearily. Because Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran were people who he never guarded against, his early warning function had already recognized the two’s approach and didn’t wake him up from meditation until they took on ’attack’ like actions on him.

  "Xiaoxin?" Lin Wenbo was about to give him artificial respiration, but heard his groan and called out unbelievably.

  "Brother Lin?" Gong Lixin blinked and indistinctly called out. His face was as pale and translucent as paper and his curled lashes were covered with water drops, making it seem like he was crying and made him look extremely fragile.

  Lin Wenbo responded with a parched voice, his eyes feeling hot as a teardrop fell straight onto the lips of the teenager whose lips had lost all colours.

  Gong Lixin licked the warm tear on his lips. It was salty and carried a bit of bitterness. Was this the taste of tears? But why was Brother Lin crying? After waiting for a while to understand, he was instead hugged by Lin Wenbo as he sat in his lap, the other holding him tightly in his arms. The force was so great that it felt like he was trying to combine the two bodies into one.

  Gong Lixin frowned with discomfort, but didn’t bother struggling. Compared with the emptiness of waking up in the morning along, this suffocating warmth made him nostalgic.

  "Alright, take Lixin out of here. He’s cold all over." Song Haoran also looked on with relief and joy, his eyes, flushed and his voice, hoarse. He tore off the bath towel hanging from the washstand, wrapped the slender teenager from behind and carried him back to the bedroom in his arms. Lin Wenbo didn’t dare compete with him and quickly let go. The movements of the two were cautious and extremely gentle as if they were afraid of breaking the youth with the smallest of impact.

  After Song Haoran gently put him on the bed, Lin Wenbo immediately pulled up the sheets and wrapped him tightly in them before pulling out the bath towel to help him dry his wet hair.

  It had been a miserable morning, but now he felt all tender and warm. Gong Lixin felt as if he was dreaming. He tilted his head uncomfortably and quietly looked at the faces of Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran. He wanted to ask, but was afraid of breaking the beauty of the moment.

  Seeing him curl up into a small ball, hiding in the sheets, frowning in silence with a look of disheartenedness, Lin Wenbo’s eyes were gloomy. He couldn’t bear it any longer and finally asked gloomily, "Xiaoxin, if you hate us, you’re free to fight us, but why would you commit suicide?"

  "Ah, suicide?" Where did that come from? Gong Lixin looked up, his mouth opened slightly in confusion. Then he thought about falling asleep in the bathtub. He closed then opened his mouth again to explain, "I didn’t commit suicide. I was just practicing the Turtle Breathing method. My body shows a state of false death during that time."

  "Really? I thought……" Lin Wenbo’s grip slightly loosened. He half-heartedly started saying something, but didn’t know how to end his sentence. He didn’t dare mention last night’s events in front of Gong Lixin. For Gong Lixin, it was definitely an unforgettable nightmare.

  However, the nerveless Song Haoran didn’t share his concerns. He took the youth into his arms and kept placing kissing into his hair as he whispered excitedly, "It’s okay! It’s okay! It’s me and Wenbo. We were wrong. We smoked a bit of mutant tobacco last night and our emotions got out of control. Did we hurt you? Show us." He said as he went to pull the quilt wrapped around the youth, his dark red eyes filled with worry and remorse.

  Gong Lixin was unprepared when he opened the sheets. His naked body was exposed to the hot and humid air and was white as jade and as good as new. The other couldn’t see the marks left behind the thrilling experience from last night.

  "How can this be?" Lin Wenbo frowned and stroked the other’s beautiful collarbone with his fingers. He clearly remembered that he had left a lot of kiss marks here. Because his movements were too wild, those kiss marks shouldn’t have faded before a week or two. He felt so distraught in the bathroom just then that he didn’t pay attention. Now, it seemed strange.

  Song Haoran didn’t respond as quickly. He just stared at the young man’s perfect, pale body and it was hard to hide the obsession in his eyes.

  Gong Lixin’s eyes darkened and he quickly pulled the sheets back around him. After a moment of thought, he finally confessed, "I know that you took some sort of medicine last night and all your actions weren’t your original intentions. I didn’t stop you and no need to worry, I was not injured. In fact, doing that kind of thing is not only harmless to me, but it’s very beneficial. Absorbing yang energy is also a way for me to practice martial arts. This one-time absorption was the equivalent of two months of practice for me. So, you don’t need to feel responsible."

  After hearing this, the expressions of Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo went blank for a moment. They didn’t know how to react. As if a long time past, but in fact, only a moment later, Song Haoran said in a deep voice, "Why did you learn such a sinister martial art? Don’t practice it in the future!"

  If, in Lixin’s eyes, last night was just a way to practice martial arts, then for him, they were just tools. Any man could replace them and this made him feel as if he was stabbed with a knife and left with an open, bleeding wound.

  Feeling the disgust in his words, Gong Lixin bit his lips and curled his body even further, hating the fact that he couldn’t disappear in front of the two of them, his bright eyes quickly dimmed, revealing a trace of his frustration. As for results, he had already expected it, but he didn’t expect it to hit him this hard. He felt so uncomfortable that he had a hard time breathing.

  But he quickly readjusted his mood and, with reddish eyes and a light smile, blurted out, "This is the Reverse Spirits method that I accidentally got my hands on. My body can only practice this type of martial arts. If I don’t cultivate it, I’ll be a waste."

  His meridians were completely different from ordinary people. Any other form of martial arts would lead him onto the devil’s path and he would die. Only this Reverse Spirit method was tailor-made for him. In today’s troubled times, his powerful strength was the basis of his life and his means to protect his family and friends. Thinking of Father Gong and his team members, his tone became firm and he took on a hint of indifference, "Sorry. I should have found two women for you last night and not force you to do it with a man because of my selfishness. Such things are indeed abnormal. I shouldn’t have defiled you. In the future, I will naturally stay far away from you and won’t appear in front of you. Of that, you can rest assured."

  After that, he leaned back and resolutely said to the two of them, "Get out."

  This young man’s words first revealed his special feelings for the two before firmly showing the intention to break up with them. Song Haoran was pleasantly surprised at first then completely stunned by the rest. His feelings going up and down, he felt remorseful and hated his mouth that only knew how to talk big. He wanted to save the situation, but didn’t know how.

  Lin Wenbo reacted much faster than him. His light-golden irises were almost burning from the brightness as he laid on his side and stubbornly took the teenager into his arms and forced him to face him. He whispered softly in his ear, "Xiaoxin, what are you saying? As long as we love each other, men and men can still be together. No matter what the basic rules of societies are, they are not the current trend at the moment. Besides, last night, we wouldn’t have wanted to do it with a woman, because I love Xiaoxin with all my heart, so I just want to do those kinds of things with Xiaoxin. So, don’t go saying such thing as defiling anyone. On the contrary, I feel very happy. If Xiaoxin wants to cultivate in the future, you can come to me anytime. I don’t need a woman, I just need Xiaoxin."

  He said so before he licked and kissed the youth’s ear intimately, gently sucking the other’s round and lovely earlobe. When he saw the youth’s ear tips quickly turning crimson, as if dripping with blood, and his dim eyes became clear once again, Lin Wenbo frowned slightly, feeling distressed. He didn’t expect that Xiaoxin was carrying such a shocking secret alone. This kind of martial art was indeed a bit sinister, but what about it? Not only did he not feel annoyed, he had to thank the Heavens for this. If Xiaoxin hadn’t practiced this kind of cultivation method by mistake, he’s afraid that he wouldn’t have been able to come back to them at the beginning of the apocalypse. It would have been even more impossible for him to be lying his arms right now.

  Thinking of that, his grip around the youth became a little tighter as he feared the ’what ifs’.

  Gong Lixin snuggled into Lin Wenbo’s arm, quietly glanced at him and whispered, "Brother Lin really doesn’t hate me? You don’t think I’m sinister?"

  "No, I barely have enough time to love you!" Lin Wenbo saw that he clearly cared about this and had no choice but to be cautious about this subject. He looked pitiful and adorable to the extreme. His heart had already gone soft and he caught the confused youth’s jaw and devoutly placed a kiss on his lips.

  Gong Lixin’s brows relaxed and a slight smile appeared. He poked out his little tongue and clumsily licked Lin Wenbo’s lips before quickly retracting it as if frightened. This kind of innocent kiss was the most irresistible, causing Lin Wenbo’s body to stiffen and his eyes to grow dark, making it hard for him to return to reality for a long time.

  Song Haoran’s eyes had already turned red and, when he saw this, he couldn’t hold back anymore. He stepped forward and rudely squeezed out his friend, patted the youth’s back and dumbly said, "Lixin, I didn’t speak right just now. Don’t blame me. It’s a good thing to have such martial arts to defend yourself so, you must continue to cultivate it. If you need help in cultivating in the future, you can come to me for help." Then he glared provocatively at his dark-faced friend.

  Slowly, every time his friend made a move, he realized that he was not apt at speaking and was not careful enough. If the the limits and disciplines from before the apocalypse still existed, he would completely lose this fight for affection. But now was the apocalypse. Survival was the most important issue for human beings. When one’s life is threatened to end at anytime and anywhere, they really didn’t have the qualifications to make a fuss, let along fight over jealousy and romance. Whoever desperately falls in love, just go for it. In the end, it’s enough to confess without regrets in this life. As Cao Yanan said, it’s okay to have Lixin, but wanting to monopolize him, unless one can move Lixin or destroy their rival, there was no other way. And he couldn’t do either of those two options, so he could only accept this temporary threesome. Whoever takes a step back, loses. And he won’t ever back down!

  When Lin Wenbo received his provocative gaze, his gloomy complexion didn’t worsen, but the clouds parted way to reveal a light smile as he softly said, "Good, Xiaoxin hasn’t eaten the whole day. Don’t bother with him and let’s go and have dinner."

  This reasoning was too legitimate for Song Haoran to be able to refute. So, he barely suppressed his desire to pull the teenager over and eat him up.

  When he woke up in the morning, he became discouraged, but now, he was warm and happy as if in a dream. Gong Lixin was pulled up by the two. With a disappointed expression, they waited for him to dress while Gong Lixin’s heart was dancing happily like it hadn’t in years. Finally, he returned to Lin Wenbo’s words of ’making love’ and his cheeks went hot as he secretly thought: No wonder the feeling from last night was so wonderful and so different from the past. Was it because of love? This way, I can try it a few more times in the future.