Chapter 8: I Only Need 72 Hours To Fall In Love With You (VIII)
The arguing online became more and more intense, the number of requests for Cage to personally appear also became more and more.
Ravel blocked these information as to not trouble Cage.
“We are going to conduct a hero memorial service at the cemetery tomorrow. I will personally clear your name.”
Tomorrow? Isn’t tomorrow the day Ravel was going to be sniped?
Brother, if you want to live, take me along! Shang Ke placed his hand on Ravel’s arm, his eyes full of expectation as he looked at him.
“You want to go?” Ravel stared at his shining eyes.
Shang Ke very seriously nodded his head.
“You can’t. There are a lot of people at the memorial service, I’m afraid something unexpected will happen.” The moment Ravel finished saying that, he saw Cage’s eyes becoming even bright, like rippling green jade, the light within roamed.
The one that will have an unexpected situation is you! Brother, if you don’t bring me along, you’ll regret it!
Shang Ke continued to use his starry eyes to look at Ravel.
Ravel faced him for two minutes and lost, “Alright, I’ll have Kahn strengthen the defense.”
Shang Ke immediately beamed with joy, his platinum golden hair was slightly sticking up as if every strand carried his delight, full of sunshine.
Ravel couldn’t endure it and rubbed his head. So comfortably warm, the feeling is really good, so he rubbed a few more times…
The reason why Ravel agreed to allow Shang Ke to participate was one, to respond to the public’s questions; two because the memorial service at the cemetery would be solemn and respectful, although there are a lot of people, things would be in perfect order; three was because among the departed, the most important one was Cage’s father, General Utrecht.
Ravel walked out of the room, but returned in four to five minutes, picking Shang Ke up.
Eh? Where are we going?
“I asked Doctor Banny, he said you can take a bath.” Ravel carried Shang Ke to the bathroom by the side and explained, “As long as you take one carefully and don’t break open any wounds, it’s alright.”
The bandages on Shang Ke’s body were already taken off. Under treatment, his bones healed pretty well, but because of the atrophied muscles, his hands and feet were still unable to work.
Ravel gently placed him down on a warm jade recliner, then helped him take off his clothes.
In this timeframe, Ravel had frequently personally taken care of him. Shang Ke had already been naked in front of him so many time so he was able to keep calm. Although this was the first time he was helping him bathe, but what part of him had he not already seen?
Ravel looked at his emaciated body and his death pale skin that was covered in all sorts of injuries. He was so weak it was like a light touch could smash him into pieces. Only that Flaming Red Sky Flower on his chest was still gorgeous like blood.
This boy greeted people everyday with a smile in great spirits. But who would had thought that under his clothes was this kind of broken body?
The outside world called in question his condition, it was only because they hadn’t seen his true appearance.
Ravel adjusted the water temperature and stared to carefully wash Shang Ke’s hair and body.
His fingers slowly streaked pass his skin, Ravel’s eyes gradually became darker.
He wanted this man, his eyes, his lips, his tattoo, his injuries…everything, he wanted it all.
This was the first time such an intense feeling arose in him, like raging flames, almost wanting to burn this boy into ashes. However, he cannot do anything. He didn’t even dare to do anything more, afraid that he would injure him if he became careless.
Shang Ke seemed to be aware and he turned to look at Ravel.
Ravel moved his line of sight, deeply hiding it into his mind.
After he finished washing him, Ravel took a bath towel to carefully wrap him up, then like he was picking up a large worm, he place him back onto the hospital bed and helped him into clothes.
“Take a good rest. The memorial service will start at nine tomorrow. Preparations will start at eight.”
On the next day, Ravel wore a black ceremonial robe, dignified and solemn. Despite his grave expression, he was still handsome to the extreme.
Ravel personally helped Shang Ke put on his ceremonial robe, the pattern on his was the same as his.
The moment Shang Ke had the ceremonial robe on, he turned from a lazy house cat into a dainty leopard.
As his personal doctor, Danny always felt this boy was very magical. His body was obviously utterly broken, yet he was still able to burst out such great vitality. Look at his lively appearance, just who would believe that this was actually a checkmated man?
Banny then looked at Ravel who was helping Shang Ke button up his collar. He thought to himself that if this boy could survive, then he will inevitably become the new Chen Empire’s Queen. With how much importance Ravel attached to him, even if they were both men, he would also keep him by his side without hesitation.
But it was a pity…
A party of people climbed onto the shuttle car with a squad of guards surrounding it, majestically leaving for the cemetery.
This time’s mourning ceremony, half of the capital’s generals had shown up along with some media reporters and normal citizens.
When Ravel appeared pushing Shang Ke, the reporters quickly took out their cameras, recording the entire event. They did not make a ruckus, but stayed outside the guard circle, quickly filming. After the ceremony ends, there is also a reporter meeting so they were not anxious at all.
The majority of the people’s gazes were on Shang Ke. When they saw his clear eyes and lively vigor, the suspicion in their hearts became clearer.
The ceremony started with Ravel giving a speech, then following that was the royal family’s Master of Ceremonies taking changed. Within the quiet cemetery, thousands of solemn people stood, concentrated on listening to the Master of Ceremonies using a low and respectful tone, slowly reading out the memorial list and all the casualties’ names.
Online, countless people watched the ceremony being live broadcasted.
The people in the ceremony all stood, only Shang Ke remained seat, becoming especially eye catching. Countless people online started to mock and ridicule him, saying how bright and neat he looked, yet remained in his wheelchair. He really was lucky. Looking at his appearance, he completely did not look like a “grave patient”. His four limbs were obviously sound, he should be able to stand on crutches for a few minutes!
He was so strong-willed under torture, so why is he suddenly delicate again?
The Master of Ceremonies ended his memorial speech, and everyone started to offer flowers.
Shang Ke felt his breathing becoming weaker and weaker, but still kept his spirits up to be mindful of the surrounding situation. The time he had before he left this world was roughly a few hours left. The person that was sniping Ravel could appear at any moment.
“Cage, come with me to offer flowers alright?” Ravel said in a soft voice by his ear.
Shang Ke nodded his head and had Ravel push him to the hero gravestone.
The other people were separated into two rows, saluting to them.
When they came in front of the monument, Ravel was just about to go support Ravel when he saw him already supporting himself on the handrail, using great effort to stand up. Ravel extended his hand to help him stand firmly, then the two placed the flowers on the gravestone.
This scene was recorded carefully on tape, one day becoming an extremely valuable remembrance scene.
After they finished offering flowers, Ravel helped Shang Ke walked down. Just at this moment, Shang Ke saw a flash of light from the crowd. Immediately following that, he heard a guard shout, “Your Majesty, watch out!”
Ravel had not reacted over when he saw a thin and weak person threw himself in front of his body, his platinum golden hair sliding past his lower jaw.
Ravel’s pupils shrink, immediately holding the boy that fell softly into his embrace. But the moment his hand had touched the body, he felt a piercing chill. In the next second, the clothes on the upper portion of the boy shattered into ice, sprinkling onto the ground.
“Your Majesty, quickly put Cage down! That’s ice devil!” Banny worried voice transmitted into Ravel’s ear, causing his blanked mind to finally work.
Ravel place Cage onto the ground, his body freezing into ice at an extremely fast speed. But the corner of his mouth was still in a smile, his eyes still as gentle as before. His gorgeous expression would be forever frozen within the ice.
The guards quickly caught the assassin, but could only hear him aggressively shouting, “Ravel, just you wait! We will return one day. Cruise’s will will last forever!”
An uproar erupted from all around, but everyone was stopped by the guards outside.
Ravel did not pay attention to the noise outside, his eyes only have the boy on the ground.
Ice devil was a special kind of biological weapon, it was capable of freezing a target in a moment. It was just the production cost was extremely high, and very rare. It’s biggest advantage was being hidden, the dangerous item monitor was unable to detect it.
Banny walked to Shang Ke’s side, took out an instrument to begin saving him.
People who were hit by ice devil, their bodies would quickly freeze in a short time. As long as the person is rescued and given medical treatment in time, they still have a change of living. The only they had to take note of was that the body must be whole. The things that ice devil hit would become very weak, just a bit of strength could break it. For example, Shang Ke’s clothes, it had turned into ice shards just now under Ravel’s hands.
“Why are you still not doing anything?” Ravel watched Banny raise his instrument for a long time, not moving. His eyes emitted two rays of cold light.
Banny slowly place down the instrument, quietly tell him, “I’m sorry, Your Majesty. He is already gone.”
“He had only been frozen for not even two minutes!” Ravel coldly stared at him.
“Your Majesty, Cage’s internal organs simply have already necrosis. For him to live until today was because of his will.” Banny shook his head, “He cannot endure the pressure from being melted. As long as I try, the organs in his body would all immediately turned into watery blood.”
Ravel’s breathing froze, his eyes landing on the boy. Everything before him gradually turned dark, the last thing that remained was that colorful red flower on his chest, like blood that condensed in his pupils.
The thousands of people at the scene along with those watching the live broadcast all saw for themselves, the unforeseen event. With Cage’s weak body, he took a fatal hit for Ravel. At the moment his clothes shredded, the boy’s naked upper body was shown before everyone’s eyes.
At dried up match-like body, withered muscles and whole body in injuries called all to fall silent.
With the current medical treatment level, ordinary injuries wouldn’t even have a scar left behind. But the injuries on Cage’s body never healed in the dozens of days. They were clearly in a dangerous state, showing that his body’s physiology functions have already lost all energy. His cells were unable to repair, so no matter how they treated him, his condition would only continue to worsen.
Everyone only knew his bitterness during the torture, they did not know that even after the torture, he was still tormented. And they had even pitilessly and ignorantly called him into question, calling into question this boy who didn’t have a single place that wasn’t injured. What qualifications did they have to insult him, to insult such a brave person?
No wonder he sat in the wheelchair from beginning to end, it wasn’t that he didn’t respect the dead, it was because his muscles have seriously declined, he simply had no strength to walk. But even so, when they were going to offer flowers, he still bore the pain and stood up.
When he blocked in front of Ravel’s body, he did not hesitate, he did not regret, because that final expression frozen on his face was–a smile, a fearless smile, an incomparably calm smile.