Raising You This Small Stuff

Chapter 81.1 Love you for a lifetime [End]

Wedding night.

Mo Yi Cheng now had the license to perform his husbandly duties boldly and justly.

The tossing and turning for most of the night plus the long flight before that left both of them exhausted.

Yuan Suo was so tired that he passed out. Even though Mo Yi Cheng was exhausted, he had to clean the aftermath of the exercise for both of them, pulled Yuan Suo into his arms and wrapped him up in the quilt, and then fell into a deep sleep as well.

It was noon when he woke up to the ringing of his cell phone.

An extremely muscular arm stretched out from the quilt, grabbed the phone, swiped the screen and pressed it to his ear. He said ‘hello’ softly for fear of waking up the person in his arms.

“Second Brother, something’s wrong!” On the other end of the phone, Mo Yixu’s voice was unusually anxious.

Mo Yi Cheng sat up sharply but didn’t forget to put one hand on Yuan Suo’s head. Even so, Yuan Suo was alerted as he looked at Mo Yi Cheng sleepily.

Mo Yi Cheng’s face became increasingly ugly and in the end he hung up, lifted the covers and jumped out of bed hurriedly.

“What… what happened?” Yuan Suo asked.

Mo Yi Cheng hesitated for a moment, then, “Something has happened to big brother.”

“Big brother fainted again?” Yuan Suo remembered Mo Yi Yan’s illness.

“No, it’s a bit complicated, so I’m going to take care of it now, you just wait at home, okay?” As Mo Yi Cheng said this, he had already started changing his clothes.

Yuan Suo crawled out from under the covers, “I’ll stay with you…”

“Be good, rest at home, I’ll take care of it soon and keep in touch with you, ok? I’ll ask someone to bring food over later.” With that, he planted a kiss on Yuan Suo’s lips and hurried away.

An hour later.

Yuan Suo received a call from Mo Yi Cheng and realised what had happened.

It turns out that after the wedding yesterday, Mo Yi Yan was sending Chen Jiao home but was intercepted by Qin Tian Min on the way; Qin Tian Min had been drinking and had brought his men with him. Mo Yi Yan’s two fists were no match for all of them put together and could only watch as Chen Jiao was kidnapped and thrown into a car.

Mo Yi Yan then took off, driving after them only for the cars to crash into each other.

Mo Yi Yan only suffered a minor injury and Qin Tian Min’s life was saved, but he broke a few ribs and two legs.

As he was sitting in the passenger seat, Chen Jiao was restrained by the seat belt then ejected straight away on impact, causing serious head injuries and was still being resuscitated.

“Can I come to the hospital?” Yuan Suo was anxious. On the one hand, it was out of concern for his friend and on the other hand, it was out of the kindness felt by a doctor.

“Ok, I’ll ask the driver to come pick you up.” Mo Yi Cheng knew Yuan Suo wouldn’t be able to sit still at home. He hadn’t allowed him to come over before because it had happened so suddenly and he didn’t know what was going on at the hospital.

When Yuan Suo rushed to the hospital, he met Mo Yi Cheng at the entrance and as they were only two steps apart, he suddenly had an extremely bad feeling.

There was the instinctive sense that Chen Jiao was already….

“Is he okay?”

Mo Yi Cheng stepped forward and took Yuan Suo’s hand in his, giving it a soothing squeeze, “The doctor said he’s done all he can, but is afraid it’s going to be hard to make it through the night.”

Yuan Suo’s heart sank.

As his line of sight moved, he could see a dishevelled Mo Yi Yan kneeling by the hospital bed through the half-open door of the ward and the back of the person that had always remained upright had collapsed at this moment, both of his hands that still had blood on them clutching Chen Jiao’s hand.

“Chen Jiao…. Chen Jiao….” Mo Yi Yan repeated over and over again.

As a doctor, seeing such a scene made Yuan Suo feel that his whole body was instantly wrapped in a kind of powerlessness even as he became icy cold all over.

With something of this magnitude happening, a variety of rumours appeared online immediately.

The media swarmed with people lamenting the fact that it was sad that Chen Jiao suffered such a serious accident just after his career had taken off after being buried for so many years and after finally making his mark.

It was terrifyingly quiet inside the ward, with only the sound of various instruments running; the only thing they were doing at the moment was holding on to Chen Jiao’s last breath. Some of the doctors had also advised Mo Yi Yan very politely that in this situation, the instruments could be removed so that the patient’s last journey wouldn’t be so painful.

“Big brother.” Mo Yi Cheng entered the ward which was already lit up inside with incandescent lights, the eerily white walls like an abyss of despair.

Mo Yi Yan seemed to not have heard, still maintaining his original position, his fingers having already turned numb from his rigid grip, but he couldn’t feel it at all. For him at this moment, as long as Chen Jiao’s blood was still warm and there was still the slightest rising and falling of his chest, it meant he was still alive and that the world was still spinning.

Yuan Suo was behind Mo Yi Cheng with a glass of warm water in his hand for Mo Yi Yan, but looking at the situation, Yuan Suo could only put the water on the cabinet next to the bed and say, “Big brother, have some water.”, then step back again.

There was a long silence.

Mo Yi Yan suddenly spoke hoarsely, “I was wrong….” He placed the two clasped hands against his forehead, his steep grief breaking through all boundaries. It was as if he had been avoiding hovering on the edge of great pain before, unwilling to face it, unwilling to believe it, however in this moment everything was spread out bloodily before his eyes.

“I was wrong….. don’t leave ok? Is it, is it because I left once that you have to leave once too, you’re just angry with me, right?”
Mo Yi Yan’s voice choked, like a panicking child losing his head out of fear, “I’m scared now, I know I was wrong, come back, okay?”

There was a sudden clap of thunder outside the window, and the clouds that had been building up since early evening finally gave vent to their emotions at this moment….

Yuan Suo had experienced a few years of growing up, hence although he wasn’t as afraid of lightning as he had been before, he still shrank back instinctively out of fear, moving close to Mo Yi Cheng.

Mo Yi Cheng took Yuan Suo’s hand in his and squeezed his fingertips lightly as a sign of comfort. 

“I shouldn’t have left the game…..” 

Boom!

The sound of loud thunder outside the window almost drowned out Mo Yi Yan’s voice.

“I was too conceited, always thinking I could sway everything, that I could leave the game and be reborn and that it was possible to remember you again and to revive your memory…..”

Silver lightning ripped through the sky and rain poured down in a frenzy.

But at this moment, Mo Yi Yan’s voice was like the sound of ten thousand thunderbolts hitting the eardrums of both men.

“Big Brother…. Big Brother is an elf!” Yuan Suo blurted out in horror, only his voice was so low that Mo Yi Yan didn’t hear.

Mo Yi Cheng was just as stunned, and then what had happened to Mo Yi Yan over the years flashed through his mind. The rock climbing accident that put him in a coma for a year, the strange facial blindness he had when he woke up, the obsession with appearances that resembled Chen Jiao’s face, the abrupt change in attitude when he saw Chen Jiao again after he lost weight….

Everything made sense!

Chapter 81.2 Love you for a lifetime [End]

Mo Yi Yan became Chen Jiao’s elf during the whole year when he was in a coma and left the game world after he reached full level, however he lost his memory of the game world, but because of his powerful intention, he still remembered what Chen Jiao looked like.

Unfortunately, not only did Chen Jiao also lose his memory, he also gained weight rapidly due to his illness on hormone medication and almost turned into a different person, causing Mo Yi Yan to not recognise him at first.

The release of ‘Galaxy’ at the beginning stimulated Mo Yi Yan, plus Chen Jiao reverted to his old self. It was only then that Mo Yi Yan’s lost memories were completely awakened.

Mo Yi Cheng pulled Yuan Suo’s wrist and rushed out of the ward but collided into Mo Yixu who had just came back from buying hot coffee. Mo Yixu tried to stop both of when he saw their dreadful expressions, but was stopped in his tracks by Mo Yi Cheng’s frightening glare.

Yuan Suo was pulled to the stairwell, and without waiting for him to speak, Mo Yi Cheng pressed him directly against the wall, his forehead pressed against his collarbone.

“No.” Mo Yi Cheng knew he was being selfish and cold-blooded at the moment, but he said it anyway.

Yuan Suo’s wrists were raw from his grip and the bones in his back had slammed against the wall, but the look in his eyes was the insistence of a friend, of a doctor.

Yuan Suo lifted his thin arm, the scratches on his wrist particularly striking because his skin was too fair, “Yi Cheng.” He stroked Mo Yi Cheng’s back gently, only to feel him tremble.

“No, no…” Mo Yi Cheng muttered and repeated, his eyes already bloodshot when he lifted his head.

If Mo Yi Yan used to be Chen Jiao’s elf, it meant that Chen Jiao was a player of the game hence Yuan Suo’s cellular restructuring technology, in principle, could not only save elves, but also help players.

In other words, Yuan Suo’s cellular reconstitution technology might be able to save Chen Jiao’s life.

However once Yuan Suo saved Chen Jiao, it meant that he would irreversibly reach full level and it would be time to leave the game.

Yuan Suo’s trembling hand brushed through Mo Yi Cheng’s hair tenderly without speaking.

Although it was only a few minutes, it seemed like centuries had passed.

“Yi Cheng, I’ll go and speak to big brother.”

“No.”

“Any day now, Chen Jiao could…”

“No…. no way.”

The two men stood motionless for a long time.

“It’s a bit of a shame about Director Li’s movie.”

“….”

“But Du Du wants Mo Yi Cheng to continue acting.”

“….”

“If, however, the operation is successful, let’s get on a plane together and go to the Caribbean.”

Time stood still.

Mo Yi Cheng looked at Yuan Suo. This was the person he loved, but he couldn’t stop him from leaving. Thorns sprouted inside every blood vessel of his heart, crimson blood gushing out.

“I’ll go… and speak to big brother.” Mo Yi Cheng finally found his voice.

Outside the ward.

Beads of sweat fell from Mo Yi Cheng’s forehead, but he didn’t raise his hand to wipe it off.

Perhaps it was because brothers’ hearts were in sync, as the low pressure that emanated from them made the air around them thinner.

Inside the ward was the person they loved the most.

The difference was that one was waiting to be reunited and the other was waiting to be parted.

At this moment, the news of Chen Jiao’s death had been spread online.

Many of Chen Jiao’s fans didn’t want to believe it and hoped that his agency would come out with an official statement.

The pictures and videos of last night’s accident scene that went viral online had been mostly deleted on Mo Yi Cheng’s orders earlier, but it was extremely difficult to cool down the heat of public opinion on such a hot affair.

And it was at this time that yet another hot search squeezed its way into the headlines.

#Qian He deleted it in seconds

It turns out that Qian He actually used his own public account to like a news item that posted the death of Chen Jiao in a car accident, and also left a message: great pleasure.

It was then deleted in seconds.

The studio he worked for first released a statement saying that his account had been stolen.

But less than half an hour later, someone else uploaded an exposing video online. The bar was dimly lit, but one could still identity the person positively in the picture as Qian He, who was drinking a beer with someone and yelling loudly

“What a great day, that fat fu*k Chen Jiao is finally going to report to the king of hell!”

The video went viral immediately.

Netizens were in an uproar.

Chapter 81.3 Love you for a lifetime [End]

There was a saying that the dead were great 1 and although it wasn’t certain whether Chen Jiao had really passed away, to treat a seriously injured person with such vicious words was unacceptable and showed the poor character of a person.

Soon, people dug up Qian He’s previous black materials and the video of him scolding his assistant in the dressing room and deliberately bumping into someone was also turned up. It was then that everyone realised that the fat assistant he had bumped into was Chen Jiao, and with such a connection, everyone’s dislike for Qian He soared.

It was still raining torrents and thunder was roaring.

As Yuan Suo looked at Chen Jiao who had finally regained his breath in the hospital bed, the strength in his body left him abruptly and his eyes went dark.

Mo Yi Cheng was the first to rush into the room when he heard the sound. Holding Yuan Suo who had fainted in his arms, he checked him over in distress then shouted at Mo Yixu to call the doctor.

Mo Yi Yan, on the other hand, was the first to check on Chen Jiao, who had all the equipment removed from his body and still had his eyes closed tightly, but the ashen and dead look on his face from before had receded as much as possible, with a faint hint of red on his cheeks and a noticeable rise and fall in his chest.

The doctor on duty rushed over quickly.

After some tests, the final conclusion was that Yuan Suo had only been overexerted and that all the indicators of his body were perfectly normal.

Mo Yi Xu was relieved to hear this, but for some reason, he felt that his second brother wasn’t happy to hear this news at all, moreover his deep eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, carrying a deep sense of despair in them.

At the same time, news of what could be called a miracle came from Chen Jiao.

After a meticulous examination by the doctors, the patient, who had been determined to be brain-dead, had survived miraculously and not only that, all the indicators showed that his body had recovered, the only thing left was is a few traumatic injuries.

However, because of the great damage to his body, he was still in a deep sleep for the time being, but according to the doctor’s observation, he would wake up within three days.

[System Alert: Mo Du Du, the elf, saved game player Chen Jiao and leveled up to 100. Congratulations to the elf for reaching the full level.

The elf is now free to choose to stay in the game permanently or leave the game.

Note: 1. If you choose to stay in the game permanently, you will acquire NPC status and have no permission to leave the game.

2. If you choose to leave the game, the elf will be given 12 hours of free disposal time, after which the system will no longer prompt and will directly send the respawn quota]

Yuan Suo felt like he was in a long, narrow corridor with no end in sight. The only sound in his ears was the wind and the sound of running water and his feet were so wet and greasy to the touch that every step felt like he was walking on top of a bath.

There was a door in front of him and Yuan Suo recognised it as the place where he and Mo Yi Cheng had gotten married yesterday.

Mo Yi Cheng was in there!

Feeling hope and light, he quickened his pace and pulled the door open with a jerk!

Inside…..

Was the deserted Ninth Region of the Interstellar World, the cold and dilapidated buildings filled with the corpses of the people of the Ninth Region, mechs battling on the ground and battleships roaring….

“Yi Cheng!” Yuan Suo’s eyes snapped open.

Mo Yi Cheng was sitting on a stool next to the bed and when he saw that he was awake, he asked how he was doing eagerly and if he was feeling uncomfortable anywhere.

Seeing the blue under Mo Yi Cheng’s eyes, Yuan Suo couldn’t help but raise his hand to touch them, “I’m fine, the operation… was successful.”

Mo Yi Cheng’s body trembled, then he said, “I know, Chen Jiao hasn’t woken up yet, but the doctor said he was out of life threatening danger and big brother is with him.”

“Hmm, what time is it…?” Yuan Suo remember that it was 2:30am when the operation was completed, which meant he was promoted to full level at 2.30am.

Without looking at his watch, Mo Yi Cheng replied directly, “It’s six o’clock.”

Yuan Suo had been asleep for over three hours, leaving the two men with less than ten hours to spare.

“Should we go to see the sea?” Yuan Suo’s voice was a little hoarse, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, but his eyes couldn’t hide their redness.

Mo Yi Cheng nodded, coaxing softly as if he was afraid that Yuan Suo would cry, “I’ve already asked someone to get everything ready, we can board the plane anytime and go on our honeymoon.”

“Is it the Caribbean?”

“Yes.”

The sun was rising just as the plane took off.

Crushed gold was spread at the junction of heaven and earth, with another layer of bright pink haze cascading down, as dreamy as a fairy tale world.

Their fingers were intertwined, one dark and one light skin tone, their ring the same style.

Although Yuan Suo had passed out for a while in the hospital, it simply wasn’t enough to recover from the huge physical exertion, so he had to lean on Mo Yi Cheng’s arms lazily.

Mo Yi Cheng told tale after tale, and Yuan Suo hummed a few interstellar ballads…

When they got tired, they just looked at each other in silence.

It was quiet on the private jet, hence Mo Yi Cheng ordered a song without deliberately choosing anything, but the song that came on was none other than Chen Jiao’s ‘Galaxy’. It seemed like it was meant to be.

“Marshmallow, you’ve gained a bit of weight recently, you should lose weight and exercise more.”

“Hmm, I’ll take it out for more morning runs in the future.”

“He had a lovey-dovey buddy at the shelter earlier, a corgi, you can adopt him if possible.”

“Okay.”

“I’m going to stop working on my comic, but I have the next chapter drawn out, it’s in the mailbox.”

“Hmm.”

“I helped Brother Chen Jiao recover his memory while his cells were being reconstructed.”

“… Thank you.”

“But I don’t want him to know that I reached full level because I saved him, if they ask where I am…..”

Mo Yi Cheng suddenly covered Yuan Suo’s mouth with his fingers and after two seconds of silence, he said softly, “You haven’t gone anywhere, you’re right by my side. And, you owe me a request.”

When he had kept the ten pictures, Yuan Suo had promised to meet three of Mo Yi Cheng’s demands. And now only the last one remained.

Yuan Suo, “I remember, what’s the last request?”

Mo Yi Cheng said his last request: “After you return to your world, live well and don’t forget to….. draw our story.”

“Okay.”

Chapter 81.4 Love you for a lifetime [End]

As the plane flew over the sea, Yuan Suo’s physical strength seemed to be getting worse and worse, and the strength of his grip on Mo Yi Cheng’s hand was getting less and less…..

The song ‘Galaxy’ ended.

The clock also crossed to the final end mercilessly.

Mo Yi Cheng’s hands were empty, the weight on his shoulders lifted abruptly.

He could only just watch as Yuan Suo became a little blurred…..

“Mo Yi Cheng, I love you.” The only way to identify the blurred face was to make out the not-so-clear shape of the mouth.

In this instant, the tiny second hand, like a giant wheel crushing through, only left behind a bloody and lost soul.

It was all over…..

System prompt.

Elf rebirth final confirmation.

Scanning…..

Assessing…..

System message: Elf Mo Du Du, you have 1000 unused points existing in the second trial space. You can choose to redeem the corresponding prize or you can choose to give up.

Just as Yuan Suo was about to give up the so-called prizes, the system automatically played the list of prizes because of the delay in getting an answer.

1、S-grade battle armour (300 points)

2、Cell restructuring function upgrade (900 points)

3、50% upgrade in physical ability (700 points)

……

9, Custom Elf (1000 points)

Wait!

Yuan Suo’s gaze froze.

What was a Custom Elf?

He clicked on it to find out more.

Custom Elf: You can designate any being to be your elf to activate the game. (Note: As the elf is passively bound to the game, the elf will have the right to choose whether to bind with the player to traverse together when they leave at full level.)

Could it be….. Yuan Suo’s whole body couldn’t help but tremble. To make an elf at will, could Mo Yi Cheng also….?

Interstellar World, the Ninth Region.

Prince Yuan Suo woke up from his sleep, his young and inexperienced beautiful face pale in the darkness, cold sweat slipping down his forehead.

Cold sweat drenched his pyjamas and a chill ran down his back.

Yuan Suo gasped heavily and after a few seconds quickly flicked on the lights in the room with an order.

A holographic projection appeared on the green and grey metal walls and an intelligent voice robot spoke through the screen, “Prince, you are awake.”

“What time is it?”

“Three o’clock midnight sharp.”

“Year and month.”

“February of the interstellar year 2300.”

In his previous life he had been poisoned by his stepmother in October.

February 2300…. Father was still only seriously ill and bedridden at this time and hadn’t died! Nor had the great battle deciding destiny begun yet!

Yuan Suo’s hands shook….

It all seemed….. like a huge dream.

But everything was so clear, he knew that everything inside the game was real, and so was Mo Yi Cheng!

In other words!

Yuan Suo suddenly remembered something, jumped out of bed, standing on the cold ground with bare feet.

“Bring up the manual interface immediately!” Yuan Suo decisively gave a command to the holographic projection intelligence system.

Immediately the operating interface popped up on the wall, Yuan Suo rushed over to it impatiently, his fingers swiping rapidly across it.

Nothing…..

Nothing!

Nothing!

Ten minutes later, Yuan Suo took two steps back, unsteady on his feet and sat down on his chair.

Was it just a last-minute hallucination?

[Ding! Welcome to the Elf Space application station, I sincerely hope you can obtain an elf that will satisfy you].

The familiar voice rang out in his ears, and Yuan Suo’s eyes, which had become hollow, suddenly glowed again as he jumped up and pounced on the screen, trying to find changes related to the game on it.

However, apart from a voice prompt in the void, the interface didn’t change in the slightest.

“Yi Cheng? Yi Cheng?” His lips trembled.

Suddenly, a bright spot of light lit up one centimetre up the right side of his hand.

Yuan Suo had lived inside the game for so long that he had almost forgotten that all of the Interstellar Royals had intelligent chips implanted inside their bodies at birth, with holographic projection, browsing information, operating battle armor, and a host of other functions…..

The black mark on his arm, the size of a grain of rice, became even brighter and turned on automatically, projecting a virtual interface directly in mid-air.

The interface which had a line of interstellar text appeared in front of him.

[Welcome again to the Elf Rebirth Project mobile game, congratulations on passing the test and becoming an Elf player. From now on you will have your own elf.]

A small person on the virtual screen danced around carrying an inferior magic wand.

Scanning…..

Estimating…..

Matching…..

“Congratulations player, you consumed 1000 points from the second dimension trial space before you were reborn and chose to match a custom elf, please check your receipt!” Before his rebirth, the 1000 points from the second dimension trial space could be exchanged for various mysterious objects in the system mall and even a strategy manual to unify the stars, but he chose ‘Custom Elf’ without hesitation.

“System prompt, we have now matched an elf, do you accept?”

Yuan Suo’s voice trembled, “Accept.”

Along with Yuan Suo’s voice, the game screen shifted.

A very simple small room, with only a window, a door and a single bed in the corner….

On the floor stood a small Q figure.

The figure was wearing a black suit, and even though he was a Q-version image, he was still handsome and attractive. The little man seemed to be unhappy with his current appearance, but there was nothing he could do about it except letting his face sink into a cold expression.

Elf information:

Name: Unknown (To be chosen by player)

Gender: Male

Age: 29 years old

Place of origin: Earth

Personality: calm, cautious, decisive, affectionate

Level: 0

Skin Mode: Q

Inside the small box that popped up, Yuan Suo typed in the elf’s name: Mo Yi Cheng.

“From now on, I’ll raise you.”

In March of the year 2390, the Great Emperor Yuan Suo, passed away in the royal palace of the Ninth Region of the Interstellar World. On the same day, the Imperial General also died of grief.

The Great Emperor Yuan Suo’s life was marked by many achievements.

He led his people to repel the Empire’s advances in the Fourth Interstellar War, put an end to civil strife, emphasized technology, reorganized the Empire’s administration and created a prosperous world.

He and the imperial general Mo Yi Cheng were both rulers and lovers for the rest of their lives, and their story was well known.

Earth.

2020, on board a cruise ship in the Caribbean.

The young man was holding a glass of red wine in his hand, his exquisitely tailored suit outlining his waistline in an extremely sexy manner, but his face was like the sunrise, making one dare to daydream.

A girl with European features in crystal heels walked up to the young man, her glass of champagne reflecting the colours of the setting sun as she spoke fluent Chinese: “Hello, are you alone? Can you….”

The girl’s words hadn’t yet fallen when a dark shadow fell and a tall man appeared from nowhere, his large hands naturally encircling the teenager’s waist.

The man’s voice was low and nice, but his deep eyes were full of hostility, “He has company.” He said and deliberately showed the ring on his hand.

The girl left, disappointed.

“I’ve only been away for a moment and someone has come to steal His Majesty.” Mo Yi Cheng’s lips were tinged with a smile as he lowered his head, the tip of his nose touching Yuan Suo’s white neck and rubbing against the unspeakable mark at his collarbone.

Yuan Suo couldn’t help but shrink back a little, only to be circled even more by the general who had lived for hundreds of years but was still extremely jealous.

“Let’s go back later and look at the script, Director Li said we have to audition for a scene when we get back.” Yuan Suo tried to change the subject.

Unhappy, Mo Yi Cheng narrowed his eyes threateningly, “Surprisingly distracted during your honeymoon?”

“No… it’s just that, after so many years, I’ve forgotten how to act.”

“Your Majesty lies. After so many years, your acting skills have only become perfect.” Said a kiss heavily imprinted.

The sound of the waves of the Caribbean Sea was still in his ears.

The roar of the Interstellar World’s battleships was still in his ears.

His person, was still around.

Raising you, is but a small thing.

Loving you, is but a lifetime of faith.

(End of novel)