Chapter 96 1/2

“Has time turned back? Jiang Li called out ‘brother’ twice in a row, but if his will isn’t firm enough, he’ll tear apart the brotherly bond right then and there.

Cen Lang’s gaze was drawn to this kind of Jiang Li.

Fresh and bright, the ‘if you have difficulties, find your brother’ Jiang Baobao, is now sitting here, effortlessly teasing the strongest Alpha, attempting to protect him, cunningly saying, ‘If that’s the case, then I’m too useless.’

Cen Lang thought, he’s not a pervert, he’s always had a protective instinct towards his younger brother, but the Jiang Li he fell in love with was the Jiang Li who started at twenty.

Cen Lang opened the medicine bottle, took a sip of water, tilted his head back, and swallowed the capsule.

“Ah,” Jiang Li looked at him, “aren’t you worried that the latter part of what I said was a lie to you?”

Cen Lang: “It’s up to you, I can’t do anything to you anyway.”

Whether it’s erectile or not, Jiang Li will bear the consequences.

In this moment, Cen Lang made a firm decision, as long as he can cure storm syndrome, he will have Jiang Li all to himself.

Even if it’s not working, Jiang Li must accept it, if he can’t accept it, he’ll figure it out himself. Isn’t Jiang Li a genius? Is it difficult for him to cure the old top’s erectile dysfunction?

Passing the blame to Jiang Li, Cen Lang had no psychological burden at all.

Jiang Li: “I didn’t lie to you.”

Even when he was exhausted, he didn’t tamper with the medicine, pressing down on Cen Lang’s ability in that aspect.

He also didn’t give Cen Lang the medicine he developed. Previously, it was because Cen Lang’s condition couldn’t wait, so he extracted it early. Since he chose a special treatment method, the safety process that the new medicine should go through cannot be reduced. Jiang Li modified the new medicine a bit and used it to treat Alpha’s mania, which also has a good market.

Cen Lang was almost choked by the large “fish oil”. After swallowing it, he felt his lower abdomen heating up, and the effect of the medicine was immediate—he felt as if the storm syndrome had completely disappeared, wanting to release pheromones to Jiang Li.

Endure, endure again, his personal feelings don’t count, let the machine do the testing.

After finishing the hotpot, Cen Lang escorted Jiang Li home. Before boarding the aircraft, he suddenly said, “Jiang Baobao, can you say ‘goodbye, brother’?”

Has Jiang Li not called him brother for too long, did he become distracted? Why did the tone and voice of those two words in the restaurant sound exactly like those in his dreams? He had dreams related to this before, none of them were as vivid as this time, as if Jiang Li was whispering them in his ear.

Jiang Li turned around, “Addicted to it?”

Cen Lang: “Hmm.”

Jiang Li: “I won’t say it.”

Say it when you remember it yourself.

Cen Lang’s perked-up ears drooped despondently, when he catches up to Jiang Li, he must make him cry out until he cries.

Suddenly, fragments of the dream flashed through his mind.

Jiang Li calling him brother, asking him to stop.

Damn.

Cen Lang was stunned, it was as if there was some sort of holographic instant synthesis technology in his brain, whatever he thought of, his brain would play that movie for him.

Since he was young, teachers praised his good spatial imagination, suitable for cosmic warfare command. Cen Lang never thought his imagination could be used like this.

Cen Lang felt hot all over, he went home and took a cold shower.

With water dripping from his hair, he came out, wrapped in a towel, and picked up a towel to dry his hair.

Wang Wang knocked on the door and came in, “Sir, the best-looking flowers from the central area are all here.”

He pushed a large trolley, with probably dozens of bouquets of flowers on top,

All unique and beautiful in their own way,

“Which one do you like?”

Cen Lang walked over, draped the towel over one shoulder, picked up a bouquet of flowers, and scrutinized them left and right, “Jiang Li prefers something elegant, remember not to let the flower shop spray perfume.”

“Let’s go with these for now, have one type delivered to Jiang Li’s house every day.”

Wang Wang scratched his head, “Under what pretext?”

Cen Lang: “Of course… I recommended a fresh flower shop to Jiang Li, and every day, a bouquet is placed in the living room to improve the mood.”

Can’t let Uncle Jiang and Uncle Lu find out before catching up.

Otherwise, I won’t even be able to enter the Jiang family, let alone get close to Jiang Li.

Wang Wang wasn’t surprised at all. Suddenly seeing scratch marks on Cen Lang’s back, he was shocked as if he had been choked by a goose: “Sir, you, you actually—”

You’re actually fooling around outside! With this kind of behavior, you still want to pursue Dr. Jiang? You’re not even worthy to hold his shoes!

Wang Wang is five years older than Cen Lang and ten years older than Jiang Li. He practically watched little Jiang Li grow up. He knows Jiang Li’s personality very well. With his master’s private life like this, he’ll be immediately eliminated.

Cen Lang: “Actually what? Did I lose my voice?”

Wang Wang lamented: “Being a virgin is the best dowry for an Alpha.”

Cen Lang: “Hmm, rough words but not entirely wrong.”

Wang Wang: “So, sir, are you sleeping with someone else?! Dr. Jiang has a cleanliness obsession, you don’t understand, cleanliness obsessions only like virgins.”

Cen Lang chuckled: “Wang Wang, stop spreading rumors.”

If Jiang Li hears this, even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn’t wash him clean.

Wang Wang: “Aren’t those scars on your back from someone scratching you in bed?”

Cen Lang often gets minor injuries during training, but he’s used to it. He’s not sensitive to pain, and he didn’t notice any injuries on his back while showering.

“It’s from training.” Cen Lang shrugged it off. He didn’t know which part of his back Wang Wang was referring to, but in any case, they were all from training.

“You can tell these lies to kids, but not to Dr. Jiang.”

“What lies did I tell—” Cen Lang wanted to see what injury was on his back to refute Wang Wang’s baseless accusation.

He stood sideways in front of the mirror and saw symmetrical scratch marks on his back, left and right, and fell silent.

The first thought: it’s a good thing he didn’t undress in front of Jiang Li.

The second thought: he hasn’t passed through any thorny bushes recently!

Cen Lang asked Wang Wang, “Does it really look like that?”

Wang Wang nodded vigorously.

Cen Lang brainstormed. What could have caused this? Backtracking from the scabbing situation, excluding all possible real-life injury events, only one event from his dreams remained, which was also the only period of time he misremembered.

Cen Lang: “During my time in the underground city, you were constantly guarding me, right?”

Wang Wang: “That’s right, there was also the captain of the security team, surveillance cameras, aerial patrols…”

Cen Lang: “No one else entered?”

Wang Wang: “No.”

Cen Lang gently probed, “Not even Jiang Li? Think carefully, he has the authority to open the door, while you were napping, he could have sneaked in.”

Wang Wang: “Really, no one.”

Cen Lang closed his eyes, going crazy. He actually started to believe that the dream was real.

How can he explain the injuries on his back? Did he go crazy and scratch himself?

Wang Wang pushed the flowers out and remembered something, “Sir, Mr. Meng said you’re supposed to attend the military’s new weapon launch event.”

Cen Lang: “…”

Wang Wang asked, “Which passage will you take?”

“Does it represent the military sitting on the right, or the Cen family sitting on the left, or just sitting below as a civilian?

Cen Lang doesn’t like being in the limelight. In general, in such situations, he prefers to listen from below.

Something flashed in Cen Lang’s mind, and he asked, ‘Wang Wang, what did you just say?’

Wang Wang replied, ‘I asked which passage you were taking.’

Cen Lang slammed the table. There is more than one passage in the underground city!

The underground city is an air-raid shelter, originally built with many exits. Later, it was abandoned and converted into an underground city, with many exits blocked off, but one was left.

If he remembered correctly, there was always a passage leading to the military dependents’ compound, just with an added door.

The building assigned to Lu Jing was originally allocated to the Cen family. When Grandpa heard that Jiang Wanlan was planning to move out, he gave up this building.

The tunnel is right under this building.

So, would Jiang Li know about this tunnel?

Cen Lang’s chest was pounding violently. He’s unmatched in analyzing battlefield situations, but now he has to pause to avoid overloading his heart rate.

Taking a deep breath, Cen Lang closed his eyes and continued analyzing.

Jiang Li could judge his location in the underground city based on maps and traffic conditions since he was a child. Discovering a tunnel as an adult would not be difficult!

Jiang Li must have found it.

Cen Lang had his first panic attack when little Jiang Li insisted on finding his brother, Jiang Wanlan, and rebelliously slipped in when the adults weren’t paying attention.

Later, although Cen Lang had many more attacks, Jiang Li’s reaction was not as intense as the first time, and he didn’t even send a single message.

Their bond hadn’t diminished, but Cen Lang thought Jiang Li had gotten used to it.

He was wrong.

If he were Jiang Li, he would definitely wait for him at the entrance to the underground city every time, even if it was meaningless.

Did he underestimate Jiang Li’s feelings for his brother?

Dark thoughts surged in Cen Lang’s mind, dragging him desperately towards daydreams.

Stay calm.

All of this is just his imagination; he needs evidence.

He couldn’t just ask Jiang Li directly, ‘Did you sleep with me?’

That would scare Jiang Li.

Cen Lang sat at the computer and pulled up the blueprints from when the air-raid shelter was renovated.

The line from the underground city to the Jiang family’s house had hardly changed. Grandpa probably considered starting construction under the military dependents’ compound equivalent to exposing himself, or he may have considered that his grandson, who often visited the Jiang family, would notice. In the end, he just added a door at the end, which required authorization.

Coincidentally, Jiang Li had the authorization.

Cen Lang then found the precise location of the exit on the air-raid shelter blueprints.”