Bossy Lover – CH 103

Chapter 103. Planetary Dreams—You

It was a clear, sunny day; the sky was as blue as the sea, only much more peaceful.

Su Mi and Cha Mei got out of the car. Su Mi dragged her one-and-a-half-year-old son, following his small pace. The three of them, two adults and one child, walked up the quiet mountain forest stone path.

Cha Mei wore a wide-brimmed round hat, had long wavy hair, and had a short pink skirt that just covered her long legs; she was stunningly beautiful. Su Mi had her black hair styled in a ponytail, wore a wide-brimmed baseball cap, and was slender, neat, and pretty.

Su Mi looked at the villa standing in front of her with a puzzled expression: “When did Qilin buy property here?”

Cha Mei chuckled: “He said the scenery here is beautiful, and he’ll have his baby here in the future.”

Su Mi touched her son’s soft, tender hand and couldn’t quite imagine what Qilin and Cha Mei’s child would look like.

Robots and human children.

But Cha Mei didn’t seem to have any worries, so she didn’t press the matter. Today, Cha Mei and she took the kids for a spring outing, and they happened to be tired, so they came here to rest. The scenery here was indeed quite beautiful. Qilin really knew how to enjoy life.

The milky-white villa had a hazy brightness in the sparse sunlight.

In the quiet mountains, the occasional melodious chirping of birds could be heard. The three of them trudged through the fallen leaves, making a crisp sound. Yet, in this serene mountain, they heard a faint sound of footsteps.

Was anyone there?

Su Mi picked up the child, and she and Cha Mei walked around the villa and peeked out. They saw Qilin in a silver military uniform standing on the grass in front of the villa, turning his head to look at them. When he saw them, his deep features relaxed, revealing a warm handsomeness.

“Why are you here?” His voice was calm.

Su Mi’s peripheral vision caught sight of him more than ten meters behind. At the end of the meadow, a fully metallic robot, with its back to them, was about to step onto the forest path.

Su Mi narrowed her eyes slightly.

The evening sunlight was gentle and clear, making the robot’s entire body gleam. The metallic luster was like water, but it did not soften his features in the slightest. On the contrary, his slender, straight waist and long legs exuded a cold, hard quality.

“Wait.”

When Su Mi spoke, even she herself was surprised.

Cha Mei was confused, while Qilin’s expression was as if he had been punched for no reason, a bit blank.

The robot, however, seemed oblivious, quickening its pace and about to disappear into the dappled shadows of the forest.

“Mommy, Mommy, it hurts!” Meng Yao, who was in Su Mi’s arms, suddenly frowned and burst into tears.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Su Mi exclaimed in surprise, looking down and finding it both amusing and exasperating—it turned out that Cha Mei had picked some leaves for Meng Yao to play with. Little Meng Yao had then used the long, flexible leaves to wrap around her thumb—wasn’t that hurting her?

When Cha Mei heard Meng Yao crying, she panicked and rushed over to check on her. Su Mi untied the leaves and threw them on the ground but suddenly felt two burning gazes.

She looked up and saw that the robot had returned, standing on the path, gazing in this direction.

His gaze was calm yet sharp.

Qilin saw the little person in Su Mi’s arms and burst into laughter through his tears, saying loudly, “It’s alright, it’s alright; the little thing is just too naughty. Su Mi, take him inside to wash his hands.”

“Uncle, hug me.” Meng Yao felt a sense of familiarity with Qilin and struggled to climb into his arms.

Su Mi handed the child to Qilin, and when she turned around, she only saw the lush woods in front of the villa.

There was no trace of that robot anymore.

“Who is that? That robot?” Su Mi asked.

Why did she feel so strange?

“Oh, that’s one of my guards,” Qilin said nonchalantly. “What’s wrong?”

“……Fine.”

Qilin handed the child to Su Mi, then hugged Cha Mei and pointed his long finger at her nose: “A surprise attack? Didn’t you always refuse to come to this villa because it’s too far?”

…

When Su Mi got home that evening, she didn’t mention her doubts from the day to her husband. Meng Xicong, on the other hand, seemed unusually enthusiastic that day, staying up until midnight.

After falling asleep, Su Mi had a dream.

That dream was monotonous, so monotonous that it was sad.

She saw a pair of bloodshot eyes silently gazing at her. She couldn’t see his face, and he didn’t say a word. He just kept looking at her. In those eyes, she saw deep sorrow and profound pity.

She didn’t know who it was, but after waking up with tears streaming down her face, she realized that such a person must exist.

Otherwise, the feeling wouldn’t be so familiar.

Meng Xicong seemed to be wide awake and almost immediately raised his finger to wipe away the tears on her cheeks.

“Did you have a nightmare?” He buried his chin in her shoulder and hugged her tightly.

Su Mi didn’t know how to describe the dream. Outside Meng Xicong’s warm and firm chest, she saw the moonlight, like water, flowing across the window.

She suddenly remembered a question that had been buried deep in her heart for a long time—

Why did I and Meng Xicong arrive in this era? What secrets did this long period of blank time hold?

Actually, the answer isn’t that hard to guess.

But Gu Yuqing, Meng Xicong, Xing Qilin, and everyone else seemed to avoid talking about that possibility.

A few days later, Su Mi called Cha Mei.

“You mean there’s a device at Qilin’s place that can distinguish between humans and robots?”

“Yes.” Cha Mei’s voice was always beaming. “Qilin was worried I’d encounter danger outside, so he provided me with a lot of tools. That identifier was given to him by Gu Yuqing.”

Gu Yuqing?

He was certain that Su Mi wasn’t a robot, which is why he didn’t kill her that day.

But if he’s not a robot, how could he have lived for so many years? Could it really be time travel?

A few days later, a watch-sized reader was delivered to Su Mi.

That night.

Su Mi leaned against Meng Xicong’s chest and took out the miniature identification device.

“Do you think we might be another kind of robot that this instrument can’t recognize?” She turned on the instrument, but the display screen was completely dark, indicating that there were no robots within several meters around.

Meng Xicong looked at her, his gaze probing intently: “Does it matter?”

“What it is doesn’t matter,” Su Mi said softly, “but I’m always a little unwilling to accept that we didn’t know why we appeared in this era.”

“Perhaps we were lovers before.” Meng Xicong’s full lips lingered on her soft face. “I was born to reunite with you.”

“What?!” Su Mi didn’t believe it. “How did you treat me when you found me? If I hadn’t risked everything, I’d be a specimen in Cha Mei’s house now.”

A few days later, Su Mi’s investigation yielded no results, and she never had the chance to see that strange robot again, so she put the matter out of her mind.

That day, Qilin came to Meng Xicong’s office. Meng Xicong tossed him the robotic recognition device: “Don’t give these kinds of things to your women anymore.”

Qilin laughed and said, “Actually, this is even better. After your sister-in-law verifies it, she won’t have any more doubts.”

Meng Xicong remained silent.

He had considered telling Su Mi everything. However, recalling Su Mi’s unwavering resolve from billions of years ago, he found himself unable to speak. Today, Su Mi was much calmer and more composed. But to explain his mechanical identity would inevitably require explaining the memories he had erased, as well as the deaths of her most cherished teachers and comrades.

Given her loyalty, will she still love him as before?

He found himself unsure.

So ever since she returned to his side, and he resumed his mechanical identity, he had already woven a dense web, and she was everything within that web. Telephones, computers, the internet, even her Cheetah private jet—all were equipped with chips connected to his mechanical body. Her every move would be transmitted to his energy field instantly.

The moment she called Cha Mei to inquire, he had already had Qilin replace the robot recognition device.

Some of his actions were shameless, but he lied to her millions of years ago, and now he has no way out.

However, she learned the truth sooner than he had expected.

Perhaps due to the injuries sustained during years of war, her health deteriorated earlier than expected. Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye, and they were now a truly old married couple. But she was gradually failing.

The children have all grown up, and he lived with her on a secluded asteroid. Here, the sparsely populated local humans and military only knew that they were a wealthy and powerful family, but they knew nothing about their background.

On the day her life came to an end, he didn’t even inform his children. It was a cloudy day, and he sat on the balcony, holding her in his arms. A gentle breeze caressed their clasped fingers.

For Meng Xicong, seeing her eyelids close brought a piercing, hysterical heartache. He felt more and more certain that his decision was right, and he was happy for his mechanical identity.

As for Su Mi, she had only slept for an unknown amount of time. When she woke up again, she was still in his arms.

The dark clouds had dispersed, and sunlight, filtering through the thick, cotton-like clouds, softly illuminated the fiery red surface of the planet before them.

Su Mi stood up from his embrace. After a brief silence, she quickly realized that she was different.

Her body was full of power, and her eyes were incredibly bright. She raised her hand and saw a pair of hands belonging only to the twenty-year-old Su Mi, slender and fair.

A slight unease welled up inside her. Although she had anticipated this outcome, the day it actually happened was strangely calm, eerily calm.

She turned around and saw that Meng Xicong was still in the same spot.

He leaned back on the bench, his deep black eyes seemingly silent for millennia, gazing at her without uttering a word.

Yes, after twenty years of marriage, why didn’t she notice that she was getting older every day, while his appearance seemed to be frozen in his thirties, with no trace of time?

So, was it him first and then her?

“You shouldn’t do this,” she whispered. “We’ll lose our identity; we’ll lose our child.”

“The only thing I can’t lose is you.” His voice was calm.

“I can’t bear to leave you either.” Tears streamed down her face. “I wasn’t unconscious just now… but thinking of you, I really can’t bear to die.”

He stood up abruptly and pulled her into his arms.

“Promise me,” she said in a muffled voice, “if one day I don’t want to live anymore, let me die.”

“Okay.” He hugged her tightly. “I’ll be with you.”

Years ago, Meng Xicong changed himself. Now, he was changing her. That’s what she thought.

Cha Mei came to visit her upon hearing the news. It turned out that Cha Mei had already undergone a transformation. The two talked about their current identities, feeling both wistful and excited.

“Have you ever manipulated an energy field?” Cha Mei laughed. “Let me tell you, Qilin taught me that by manipulating an energy field, you can enter another robot’s energy field and see everything about him. Of course, the prerequisite is that you are relatively strong.”

“Have you ever used it?” Su Mi asked.

Cha Mei blushed: “Sometimes during sex… it’s like that… it’s a blend of inside and outside… it’s quite stimulating.”

Su Mi laughed.

Perhaps this is how the robot’s spirit and body merge? A unified energy field.

Following Professor Cha’s method, Su Mi decided to give Meng Xicong a surprise. This was the first time the two had been intimate since her rebirth.

Meng Xicong was extremely focused. Since her body had been modified, he seemed to have let go of many of his inhibitions. Su Mi then realized how much power Meng Xicong had suppressed in the past. Only now, when she could bear it, did he release it upon her without any restraint.

At the height of their passion, Su Mi subtly channeled her energy field, like a slender snake, and stealthily slipped into his. He lifted his sweat-drenched face and smiled slightly. He had already keenly sensed her little trick and allowed his energy field to entwine with hers.

Their bodies intertwined, their energies clashing, bringing their minds and bodies to an unprecedented, intense harmony. At this climax, Su Mi secretly unleashed her power, her not-so-strong energy field surging towards Meng Xicong like a tidal wave—

After the explosive sensation, Meng Xicong suddenly opened his eyes and, with an almost forceful rebound, forced Su Mi’s energy field out!

However, it was too late.

Su Mi was as if she had been pushed hard by an invisible hand, and she fell straight backward, her back hitting the wall.

She looked up at Meng Xicong.

After a brief moment of confusion, her face was filled with shock and pain.

Meng Xicong practically pounced on her, pulling her into his arms: “Wife, you…”

Su Mi stared at him blankly.

“Are those all true?”

Those memories buried deep within your energy field, those scenes she inadvertently stumbled upon. That arrogant and domineering Su Mi, that heartbroken Su Mi.

And there were corpses scattered on the ground, and familiar machines descending.

Meng Xicong remained silent, his arms wrapped tightly around her.

Su Mi froze, struggling to break free. He held her even tighter. Su Mi panicked, yelling in his arms, “Let go!”

All she got in return was his even more forceful confinement.

“Let me have some peace and quiet.” Su Mi closed her eyes, took a deep breath, “…Or should I call you, Xing Yao?”

Meng Xicong’s face turned ashen.