#*trfav2ha

[orthogonals]

他意识到自己的手还被墨燃握着，细密贴合。他不知道该怎么办，又急又紧张，眼眶都有些红了，下意识又想把指尖抽走。

可只是动了一下，就被墨燃紧握住了。男人的掌心沁着汗，是湿润的。

“别拿走。”

“……”

他的力道那么大，固执又倔强，不知为什么，楚晚宁忽然觉得，他的言语间，似乎有些悲伤。墨燃眼神沉炽，盯着他看了良久，低沉沙哑道：“楚晚宁……”

“……你叫我什么？”

“……是我言错。”

楚晚宁此刻的身子绷得比先前还紧了，心跳比初时御剑更快，他不习惯，太不习惯。他努力拾掇自己的阵脚，再堕入这大深渊前，再做最后的一次垂死挣扎。他低垂着眼帘，说：

“嗯，知道自己言错，那也不是无药可……”

墨燃心很热，终于不假思索，脱口而出：“晚宁。”

救。

最后一个字，楚晚宁还没有来得及说口。再听到这一声带着叹息的温柔嗓音时，他脑中嗡的作响，刹时一片空白。这最后一个字，也是再也说不出口了。

无药可救。

无药可救——

他们在爱欲的泥潭外踟躇犹豫了那么久，终于忍不住一脚踏入，陷于其中，从此天罗地网，入骨悱恻。墨燃嗓音低哑，他凝视着他：“晚宁，其实这几天，我有句话，一直想问你。”

“……”

心烫得厉害，墨燃紧紧攥着楚晚宁的手，手指在发抖：“不，我不问你了。”

楚晚宁才刚松一口气，却听得墨燃说了下一句。“我什么都不问你了，我只想告诉你。”

墨燃斩钉截铁，永不回头。一口气，倾尽了全部勇气。

“我喜欢你。”

心脏在剧烈震颤着。

“我喜欢你，不是徒弟对师尊的喜欢，是……是我胆大包天，我……我喜欢你。” - Ch. 179

He realized that Mo Ran was still grasping his hand, their palms intimately touching. He didn’t know what to do. He was both anxious and nervous; the rims of his eyes were even a bit red. Unconsciously, he again wanted to pull the tips of his fingers away.

But after only a slight movement, they were tightly grasped by Mo Ran.

The man’s palms dripped wetly with sweat.

“Don’t let go.”

“...”

His strength was great— he was stubborn and contumacious— but for some reason, Chu Wanning suddenly thought that his words almost seemed sorrowful.

Mo Ran’s gaze was deep and fiery. He stared at him for a while, then said mutely: “Chu Wanning...”

“...What did you just call me?”

“....I misspoke.”

Now, Chu Wanning’s body was even stiffer than before, his heartbeat quicker than it was when they had initially stepped onto the sword. This was unfamiliar, all too unfamiliar. With effort, he arranged his posture, putting up a last-ditch struggle before venturing forward into the abyss.

He lowered his lashes, saying: “En, as long as you know you misspoke, then it’s not like no medicine can...”

Mo Ran’s heart was hot. At last, he spoke without hesitation, blurting: “Wanning.”

Save you.

These last two words, Chu Wanning had not yet had the time to say.

After hearing this tender tone, the sound carried by a sigh, his head erupted with buzzing, everything a blank white.

Those last two words would never be said.

No medicine can save you.

No medicine can save you--

They had wavered outside the mire of love for so long; at last, they could no longer resist stepping in and falling inside, letting themselves be inescapably bound, letting grief seep into their bones.

Mo Ran’s voice was low, watching him: “Wanning, in these past few days, there’s a question I’ve been wanting to ask you.”

His heart was scalding. Mo Ran tightly gripped Chu Wanning’s hand, his fingers trembling: “No, I won’t ask you.”

Chu Wanning had just let out a breath of relief when he heard Mo Ran follow up with another sentence.

“I won’t ask you anything. I just want to tell you.”

Mo Ran was resolute; he would never look back.

He took a breath, mustering all of his courage.

“I like you.”

His heart was ferociously thundering.

“I like you, and not the way a disciple likes his shizun... It’s... it’s that I’m too audacious, I... I like you.”

translating my favorite 2ha passages, 6/?

#2ha #the husky and his white cat shizun #二哈 #二哈和他的白猫师尊 #chu wanning #mo ran #mo weiyu #ranwan #2ha translation #reading 2ha #*2ha #*trfav2ha #2ha spoilers

[orthogonals]

“取暖？”他淡色的嘴唇动了动，蓦地笑出声来，虽然桃花眼瞳中毫无笑意，“墨燃，你疯了吧？你摸摸看你自己身上的温度——你算什么东西？你浑身上下和冰块一样冷，你早就已经死了，没心没肺没有体温，你连自己都冰冰凉的，你还想要暖他？”

踏仙君空洞的黑眸里似乎闪过一丝痛楚，但那痛楚转瞬即逝，他终究是一具尸体。

师昧道：“起来。”

踏仙君闻令并没有立即起身，他黑眉紧拧，似乎在自己的意志和师昧的控制之间挣扎。

“你给我起来！”

命令更强，在这样凶狠的口吻之下，踏仙君终于听话。

他慢慢从床上起身，衣袍仍敞开着，楚晚宁的体温兀自留在他早已不会起伏的胸膛。

师昧阴沉道：“出去。”

踏仙君就那样迟缓地走了几步，忽地又停了下来，低声说了句：“有的。”

“……什么？”

踏仙君木僵地重复：“有的。”

师昧一时未曾反应过来，问：“有什么？”

“温度。”这个男人迟钝地抬起手，抚摸上自己的胸口，抚摸着楚晚宁留给他的余温，“这里，是热的。” - Ch. 266

“Lending warmth?” His light-colored lips moved, suddenly laughing out loud, though his peach blossom eyes contained not a hint of amusement. “Mo Ran, are you crazy? Feel your own temperature-- what kind of thing are you? Your whole body is as cold as ice, you’ve been long dead, no heart, no lungs, no warmth. You yourself are ice cold, and you still want to warm him?”

A hint of pain seemed to flash across Taxian-jun’s cavernous black eyes, but the pain quickly dispersed. He was, after all, just a corpse.

Shi Mei said: “Get up.”

Taxian-jun did not immediately get up upon hearing the command. His black brows twisted, almost as if fighting between his own consciousness and Shi Mei’s control.

“Get the hell up!”

The command was even stronger. Under this type of fierce tone, Taxian-jun finally became obedient.

He slowly rose from the bed, his robes still open, Chu Wanning’s body temperature still lingering on his chest that had long been unable to rise and fall.

She Mei said darkly: “Get out.”

Like this, Taxian-jun slowly walked a few steps. Then, he suddenly stopped, saying softly: “There is.”

“...What?”

Taxian-jun stiffly repeated: “There is.”

Shi Mei still had not understood, asking: “What is there?”

“Warmth.” The man ponderously lifted his hand, touching his own chest, touching the excess heat that Chu Wanning had left him. “Here, it’s warm.”

translating my favorite 2ha passages, 1/?

#2ha #the husky and his white cat shizun #二哈 #二哈和他的白猫师尊 #chu wanning #mo ran #mo weiyu #ranwan #taxian jun #shi mei #*2ha #*trfav2ha #2ha spoilers

[orthogonals]

这番对话墨燃也听见了，听得直想笑，又不敢笑，目光追逐着楚晚宁的背影，心想这个一本正经的人，怎么就会喜爱自己呢？怎么就会愿意跟自己在一起呢……

他胸腔中又是温暖又是苦涩，酸甜交织着，散了课之后，授课的青书殿内，他就忍不住抱住正在收拾宗卷的楚晚宁，把人拥在怀里宠溺地亲吻着。

楚晚宁恼怒，拿竹简敲他的头，边敲边说：“都是你想的好主意，妙音池……这下好了，我成什么了？”

墨燃忍着笑，鼻尖蹭着他的耳根，声音低缓温柔，明知故问道：“师尊成什么了？”

楚晚宁没有想到他竟然这么无耻，不由瞪大了眼睛：“你——！”

梨涡都要酿成蜜了，墨燃又亲了亲他，笑道：“那些师弟也真是扯，狐狸精？采……那什么……哈哈，采阳补阴？”

“你再说我杀了你。”楚晚宁差点把竹简塞他嘴里去。

墨燃笑道：“唔……那能选死法么？被妙音池的狐狸精采阳采到死，也是很好的一件事……”

“墨微雨！！”

自此之后，楚晚宁就再也不肯跟墨燃去妙音池沐浴了。- Ch. 197

Mo Ran also heard this exchange. He really wanted to laugh while listening, yet he didn’t dare, his eyes tracking the back of Chu Wanning’s figure. He thought, this type of proper person, how could he like me? How could he want to be with me...

Warmth and bitterness filled his chest, sour and sweet intertwining. After class was dismissed, he couldn’t help but hug Chu Wanning in the teaching library, who was in the midst of organizing scrolls. He held him in his arms and kissed him indulgently.

Chu Wanning was furious, knocking a bamboo slip against his head. As he hit him, he said: “This was all your great idea. Miaoyin Pool... now, what have I become?”

Mo Ran held back a smile, rubbing the tip of his nose against his ear, his voice soft and tender, intentionally asking though he clearly knew the answer: “What has Shizun become?”

Chu Wanning didn’t think he was actually this shameless. He stared at him with wide eyes: “You—!”

His dimples almost oozing honey, Mo Ran kissed him again, smiling as he said: “Those shidi were really reaching, a fox spirit? Extracting... what was it... haha, extracting yang and replenishing yin?”

“If you keep talking I’ll kill you.” Chu Wanning almost stuffed the bamboo slip in his mouth.

Mo Ran said, laughing: “Ohh... can I choose the way I die? Having the Miaoyin Pool fox spirit extract my yang until I die is a pretty good thing...”

“Mo Weiyu!!”

After this, Chu Wanning never again agreed to go with Mo Ran to Miaoyin Pool to bathe.

translating my favorite 2ha passages, 5/?

#2ha #the husky and his white cat shizun #二哈 #二哈和他的白猫师尊 #ranwan #mo ran #chu wanning #mo weiyu #*trfav2ha #*2ha

[orthogonals]

墨燃抓了十条鱼，分别放到两条妖狼颈部的乾坤囊里，楚晚宁就把方才钓上来的几条“不想活了”的鱼，又放回水里，边放边淡淡地说：“人生苦短，劳烦诸君，再多忍一阵子。”

听到这样的句子，墨燃只觉得这个男人既是好笑，又是可爱，他放好了最后一条石斑，转过身，就看到楚晚宁自碧水寒潭边朝岸上走来，湖水在他身后潋滟，将他白色的身影浸得一片温柔，满是朦胧。

他忽然心生一种强烈的欲念，想大步走过去，把楚晚宁抱在怀里，想亲昵他，想极尽温柔地抚摸他，又想揉碎他，想拉他到橘树林里，把他压在树上，抬起他的腿无限粗暴地侵占他。

他看着楚晚宁越走越近，惊觉自己的渴望竟是那么矛盾又那么强烈，最酥软的和最粗硬的都缘君而生。

情爱啊，情爱啊。

不就是如此模样吗？

硬热，是剖开你的火热凶刃。

温软，是包裹你的春水柔情。

- Ch. 156

Mo Ran captured ten fish and put them separately in the Qiankun pouches by the two demon wolves’ necks. Chu Wanning then released the few “no longer willing to live” fish he had caught back in the water. As he set them free, he said softly: “Life is bitter and short. I must entreat My Lords to endure a while longer.” 

Listening to this kind of sentence, Mo Ran felt that this man was both funny and cute. As he put the last Shiban fish away, he turned around and saw Chu Wanning walking towards the shore from the Bishui winter lake. The waters behind him rippled and glistened, suffusing his white silhouette in warmth, brimming with haziness.

Suddenly, a sort of desire burst forth in his heart. He wanted to stride over and cradle Chu Wanning in his arms, wanted to kiss him, wanted to caress him with the utmost tenderness. But he also wanted to break him, wanted to pull him into the tangerine forest, press him against a tree, lift his legs and brutally invade him without restraint.

He watched as Chu Wanning walked closer and closer. He thought that his own parched desire was both problematic and fierce; the most buttery soft and the most unyieldingly aggressive tendencies coalesced and arose.

Love, oh love.

Wasn’t it just like this?

Scorching, like a fiery knife that eviscerates you.

Gentle, like spring waters that encompass you with tenderness.

translating my favorite 2ha passages, 4/?

#2ha #the husky and his white cat shizun #二哈 #二哈和他的白猫师尊 #cwn #chu wanning #mo ran #mo weiyu #mo ran 2.0 #ranwan #燃晚 #*2ha #2ha translation #*trfav2ha #yep mr 2.0 u finslly get to shine

[orthogonals]

既然见鬼与天问一样，那么天问有的审讯之能，见鬼也当一样。踏仙君黑紫色的眼底忽地一亮，他极想用见鬼审一审楚晚宁嘴里的真话。他嘴唇动了动，不过大概也没有想好要说什么，于是又抿起。过了好一会儿，才酌情尝试道：“咳……如果……”

“本座是说如果。”

要问的问题似乎太损颜面，但如此天赐良机，不问的话，恐怕又会后悔终生。他又踌躇良久，才沉冷着脸，也不去看楚晚宁的眼睛，慢慢把话讲完：“如果，上辈子……本座走的早，走在你之前。”

见鬼的光芒越来越盛，逼迫着被裹挟住的人，随时准备吐露真言。踏仙君抬眼。

“你……也会记得本座吗？”

这男人想知道答案的心情太过迫切，所以楚晚宁竟觉得千万道钢针扎入体内，痛断肝肠，每一根针都试图在逼问出他心里的实话，他颤抖着，肌骨发寒，脸色青败。踏仙君一眨不眨地盯着他，薄唇轻启，心事深厚。

“你会吗？”

“我……”痛入骨髓，似要把脏腑都撕烂，被逼到绝处的楚晚宁抬起眸子，昏沉沉地看了踏仙君一眼。

湿润的水汽里，那张英俊的脸庞是如此熟悉，带着渴切，甚至恍惚有深情。竟像是很久之前的那个月夜，在飞花岛的潮汐之上，墨燃与他乘着飞剑，他握着他的手，说：“我喜欢你，你呢？”

眼眶蓦地濡湿了。

楚晚宁几乎是涣散地，沙哑地呢喃：“……一样的……”

或许是他回答的声音太轻，又或许是别的原因。踏仙君将自己靠的更近，几乎贴着楚晚宁已经汗湿，了无人色的脸。

“什么一样的？”

“一样的……”睫毛垂落，交叠时，尽是温热模糊，“我一样不会……让你走在我之前……”

“……”

“对不起。”声音沙哑不成调，犹如残破的埙，“是我没有保护好你。”

- Ch. 277

Jiangui was the same as Tianwen; since Tianwen had the ability to interrogate, so should Jiangui. 

Taxian-jun’s blackish-purple irises suddenly lit up-- he overwhelmingly wanted to use Jiangui to obtain the truth from Chu Wanning’s mouth. His lips moved, but it seemed he still hadn’t thought of what to say, so he pursed them together. Only after a considerable bit of time did he carefully venture: “Ahem.... if.....”

“This Venerable One is saying if.”

The question he wanted to ask seemed too damaging to his image, but with such a heaven-sent opportunity, he would probably regret it for his whole life if he didn’t ask.

He still hesitated for a while before hardening his features. Not even looking Chu Wanning in the eye, he slowly finished his words: “If, in the past life... This Venerable One left early, left before you.”

Jiangui’s light grew brighter and brighter, compelling the bound person to reveal the truth at any moment. 

Taxian-jun lifted his eyes.

“You... would you also remember This Venerable One?”

His desire to know the answer was too urgent, so Chu Wanning felt as if thousands of needles were piercing through his body, tearing apart his organs, each needle seemingly forcing out the truth within his heart. He trembled, his muscles and bones cold, his skin pallid. 

Taxian-jun stared at him without blinking, his thin lips lightly parting, anxiety weighing heavily upon his heart.

“Would you?”

“I...” The pain seeped within his marrow, almost like it would rend his viscera to pieces. Chu Wanning, who had been driven to desperation, lifted his gaze, looking blearily at Taxian-jun.

In the moist fog, that handsome face was so familiar, carrying traces of desire and even a faint hint of deep affection.

It was like that moonlit light a long time ago when, he and Mo Ran riding the sword above Flying Flower Island’s tide, he had grasped his hand and said: “I like you, what about you?”

His eyes immediately welled up.

Chu Wanning murmured almost loosely, mutely: “... It’s the same...”

Perhaps because his answer was too soft, or perhaps for some other reason, Taxian-jun shifted even closer to him, almost pressing himself against Chu Wanning’s sweat soaked, almost colorless face.

“What’s the same?”

“It’s the same....” His eyelashes fell, warm and blurred where they overlapped: “In the same way, I wouldn’t... let you go before me....”

“...”

“I’m sorry.” The sound was light and scattered, like a broken xun*, “I didn’t protect you well enough.”

translating my favorite 2ha passages, 7/? (requests accepted!)

*This is a flute-like instrument that looks like an egg with holes.

#2ha #the husky and his white cat shizun #reading 2ha #2ha spoilers #chu wanning #mo ran #taxian jun #ranwan #二哈 #二哈和他的白猫师尊 #meatbun #*2ha #*trfav2ha #2ha translation

[orthogonals]

“他回来了。”

是醒是梦都不再重要，只是心里多年的一个夙愿得偿。

楚晚宁几乎是沙哑地：“所以……不要再恨了。”

踏仙君望着他。

大约是觉得此梦将央，楚晚宁阖了阖眼眸，抬起红痕犹在的手，摸了摸踏仙君的脸庞：“回头吧。”

心底似乎有什么在坍圮塌陷，踏仙君一眨也不眨地盯着他看，茫然也在他脸上浮起，薄薄的似一层烟云。

楚晚宁蹙起眉，竟是有些哽咽的。

“前头没有路，回去吧……别再往前走了。”他捧着他的脸颊，浮沉在两次人生里的北斗仙尊，望着早已是活死人一具的踏仙帝君，两生过去，他们皆已残破。楚晚宁的嗓音是喑哑的，“墨燃，你的脸怎么那么冷……”

冷得像是冰。

如果可以，我愿意当蜡炬，在凛冬长夜的岔路口等你回头。我愿意燃尽一生，照你回家的路。

可是你怎么这么冷……

我不知道自己可以燃烧多久，万一等我力竭了，烧尽了，万一等我熄灭了，你还是走在黑夜里不肯回首，那该怎么办。

楚晚宁手指微微颤抖，合上眼眸。

他一生茕茕孑立，无亲无友，倒也不怕离去。

只是想到或许他烧尽了毕生的热，也无法暖墨燃已经寒凉的心，他就觉得很愧疚。想到他要是熄灭了，那个青年如果有朝一日想要浪子回头，却已找不到来时方向，他就觉得自己应当活下去。

多等一天也好。

也许明天，冰就化了。

那个男人就会回头，从无极长夜里行出，朝灯火阑珊处走来。

- Ch. 268

“He’s back.”

Whether this was a dream or reality was no longer important. It was just that a long-cherished wish in his heart had finally been fulfilled.

Chu Wanning was almost hoarse: “So......don’t hate anymore.”

Taxian-jun gazed at him.

Roughly thinking that this dream was approaching its end, Chu Wanning closed his eyes, lifted his red-marked hands, and touched Taxian-jun’s cheek: “Turn around.”

Something seemed to collapse at the bottom of his heart, and Taxian-jun started at him without blinking, ignorance floating atop his face like a thin layer of wispy cloud.

“There’s no road ahead, so go back......don’t keep on going forward.” He cupped his cheeks. The Beidou Immortal, rising and sinking amidst two lives, looked at the Taxian-jun who had long ago turned into a living corpse. After two lifetimes, both of them crippled and broken. Chu Wanning’s voice was mute,  “Mo Ran, why is your face so cold......”

Cold like ice.

If I could, I would want to be a candle, and in harsh winter’s long night, I’d stand at the crossroads, waiting for you to turn around. I want to burn for a lifetime, to light your way back home.

But why are you so cold.......

I don’t know how long I can burn. What if when my strength has gone dry and I’ve burned out, what if when I’m extinguished, you’re still in the dark night, unwilling to come back? Then, what should I do?

Chu Wanning’s fingers trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes.

He had spent his life alone, with no relatives and no friends. He didn’t fear death.

But just thinking that perhaps he would burn a lifetime of warmth and still have no way of thawing Mo Ran’s already frigid heart, he felt extremely remorseful. He thought that if he were to be extinguished, then one day, that young man might want to embark on the prodigal son’s return home but would no longer be able to find the direction of the past. At this, he felt he needed to live on.

It’s okay to wait one more day.

Maybe tomorrow, the ice will melt.

And that man will turn back, emerge from the interminably long night, and walk towards the waning light.

translating my favorite 2ha passages, 3/? (i will take suggestions too!!)

#2ha #the husky and his white cat shizun #二哈 #二哈和他的白猫师尊 #燃晚 #chu wanning #mo ran #mo weiyu #taxian jun #ranwan #meatbun #2ha spoilers #2ha translation #*2ha #*trfav2ha #ok yes another txj one but cmon hes scenes are sooooo..... angsttt

[orthogonals]

Ch. 269 translation (last bit)

他站在他身旁看了一会儿，其实也就是那么一个男人，一盏孤灯，一卷青书而已，他历遍人间繁华，阅过花团锦簇，什么美人美景不曾见过。

楚晚宁算什么。

有什么好看的。

He stood by his side for a while. Really, it was just one man, one lone candle, one green scroll. He had traversed the world's bustling glories, experienced its splendors, what beautiful people and beautiful scenery had he not seen?

What did Chu Wanning amount to?

What was so good to look at?

他站在他身旁看了一会儿，其实也就是那么一个男人，一盏孤灯，一卷青书而已，他历遍人间繁华，阅过花团锦簇，什么美人美景不曾见过。

楚晚宁算什么。

有什么好看的。

他这样郁躁地想着，却喉结攒动，不可遏制地俯身拥住了男人，把脸颊埋进男人的脖颈间细嗅磨蹭。

“……”楚晚宁被他扰醒了，睁开眼。凤目中先是迷茫与温和，随后记起了眼前这个踏仙帝君的残暴，目光又蓦地森寒凌厉。

这些变化都尽数落入了踏仙君眼中。他心里头的烦闷与不甘愈发像野草疯长，最后他无法忍受，一把将楚晚宁抱起来。

“你又发什么疯——唔！”

一声闷哼，人已被抵在了墙上。

踏仙君炽热又绝望地亲吻着他，从脖颈到嘴唇，从嘴唇到下巴，他一边低沉地喘息着，一边问：“你喜欢我吗？”

“……”

“楚晚宁，你喜欢我吗？”

“你干什么？为什么忽然……”

可是踏仙君似乎并不想知道他的答案，他只是单纯地想问这个问题而已，至于回答是什么，跟他也无关。

又或者是因为无论回答是什么，归路渺渺，都不能再回头，所以怎样都无济于事了吧。

“如果我不是踏仙帝君，我与你一样，成了一代宗师，你会不会心甘情愿与我在一起？会不会愿意待我好一点？”

他最后一口咬住楚晚宁的颈侧，吸血般的占有着。

似乎只有这样，才能证明怀里这个人是属于他的，而不是属于那个与自己截然不同的墨微雨。

可是垂落眼睫的一瞬，嗓音却沙哑了。

“你是不是终归喜欢那样的他，多过喜欢这样的我呢……”

“墨微雨你到底在说什么！”

是啊，楚晚宁此时记忆错乱，只有前世的回忆，没有今生的印象。自然不会明白他的胡言乱语。

也大概只有这个时候，他是完全属于踏仙帝君一个人的吧。

他忽然觉得很难过。

不知道为什么，声音里甚至有些骄傲的悲惨。

踏仙君与自己的恋人交颈缠绵，到最后，他轻声地问了句：“如果我夺了他的灵核……你会更恨我吗？”

没有什么比被自己否定更无解的了。

踏仙君拥着怀里的人。

“可你本就是本座的人……”

“不要背叛我。”

喃喃私欲的时候，他甚至都觉得自己凄凉了。

大概孤独久了，再锋利刀也会被磨钝的。

“八年了。他重生之后拥有了你多久，我就一个人，在另一个红尘等了多久。”

寂寞巫山殿，飘零无故人。

“别再离开我第二次了。……第一次，我还能一死了之。但你要是走了第二次……我连死亡都无法选择了。”踏仙君蹙起了眉，眉目间阴郁与疯狂，悲伤与偏执共生，“我会受不了的……”

- Ch. 269

He stood by his side for a while. Really, it was just one man, one lone candle, one green scroll. He had traversed the world's bustling glories, experienced its splendors, what beautiful people and beautiful scenery had he not seen?

What did Chu Wanning amount to?

What was so good to look at?

He pondered gloomily and rashily thus, yet his Adam's apple bobbed, and he uncontrollably bent down to to hold the man, burying his cheek in the man's neck, softly inhaling and nuzzling.

"......" Chu Wanning was awakened by his disruption and opened his eyes. His phoenix eyes first contained confusion and warmth. Then, as he remembered the brutality of the Taxian-jun before his eyes, his gaze again abruptly turned dark, cold, and cuttingly fierce.

This changes all fell upon Taxian-jun's eyes. The gloom and unwillingness in his heart overflowed like overgrown weeds, and at last, unable to withstand it, he swept Chu Wanning up in a single motion.

"What are you acting crazy for again-- oh!"

One muffled sound, and he had already been pressed against the wall.

Taxian-jun kissed him passionately and despondently, from the crook of his neck to his lips, from his lips to his chin. As he panted lowly, he asked: "Do you like me?"

"......"

"Chu Wanning, do you like me?

"What are you doing? Why are you suddenly......"

But it was as if Taxian-jun didn't want to know the answer; he just simply wanted to ask this question. As for what the answer was, it had nothing to do with him.

Or perhaps it was because whatever the answer was, the way back was vast and imperceptible. He already could not turn around, so it would be to no avail.

"If I wasn't Taxian-jun, and I became a zongshi like you, would you willingly want to be with me? Would you want to treat me a little better?"

At last, he bit the side of Chu Wanning's neck, like he wanted to suck his blood in conquest.

It was as if like this, he could prove that the person in his arms belonged to him, didn't belong to that Mo Weiyu who was completely different from him.

But he lowered his lashes for a moment, and his voice became hoarse.

"Is it that you'd eventually like that kind of him, passing over this kind of me......"

"Mo Weiyu, what exactly are you talking about!"

Yes, at this time Chu Wanning's memory was scattered, and he only had memories from the past world, with no impression of his current life. Naturally, he would not understand his wild speech and disordered words.

Roughly only at this time would he completely belong to Taxian-jun's lone person.

He suddenly felt very aggrieved.

Inexplicably, his tone even contained some proud misery.

Taxian-jun fondled, kissed, and entangled softly with his lover; at the end, he quietly asked a single sentence: "If I steal his Spiritual Core....... will you hate me even more?"

There was nothing more intractable than going against himself.

Taxian-jun hugged the person in his arms.

"But you were originally This Venerable One's person......"

"Don't betray me."

While mumbling selfishly, he almost felt forlorn.

It seemed he'd been alone for too long; the sharpest knife could also be ground dull.

“Eight years. The amount of time he held you after his rebirth is the same amount of that time I, alone, waited in another world.”

The silent and lonely Wushan Palace, drifting without old companions.

“Don’t leave me a second time. ......The first time, I could still die. But if you leave a second time...... I can’t even choose death.” Taxian-jun furrowed his brows, gloom and frenzy lying between them, woe and stubbornness arising together, “I won’t be able to take it......” 

translating my favorite 2ha passages 2/?

#2ha #the husky and his white cat shizun #二哈 #二哈和他的白猫师尊 #ranwan #燃晚 #chu wanning #mo weiyu #mo ran #taxian jun #2ha spoilers #*2ha #*trfav2ha