EAS – 8

Translator: Red

Editor: – (hence, the raw mannn)

温泉

Chapter 8: Hot Spring

    远际的天空,蒙蒙的亮了。

The sky at the horizon gradually brightened up.

    温泉地处山顶,所以第一缕光线自天边出现时,就落到了温泉里。

The hot spring was located at the summit of the mountain, so when the first ray of light rose from the horizon, it fell onto the hot spring.

    沈清轩只觉得有一股力量托住了自己,让他浮在水面,不曾沉下去。

Shen Qingxuan felt a force supporting him, allowing him to stay afloat on the surface of the water.

    浸泡在天然温泉的滋味同方寸大的逼仄木桶不可同日而语,沈清轩浸在水中,舒适的只想叹气。

The sensation of soaking in this natural hot spring was incomparable to that of a narrow wooden barrel. He was so comfortable immersed in the water that he just wanted to sigh.

    稍后伊墨也解了衣袍,步入水中。

A moment later, Yimo also removed his robe and stepped into the water.

    水波荡漾着,沈清轩微微睁开眼,看着那披散长发的男人踏水而来,缓缓靠近,弥漫着硫磺味道的空气多了一股冷冽的气息,近在咫尺。

The water was rippling and Shen Qingxuan opened his eyes slightly. He watched the man with long scattered hair trod through the water and gradually narrowed the distance between them. The air pervaded with the smell of sulfur had an additional hint of an approaching coldness.

    沈清轩张口欲言,突然想起自己不能发声,周围又无笔墨,竟是连交谈都不能了。好心情顿时败坏了一半。毕竟这么长时间未曾谋面,终于又可面对面了,却不能交谈,实在是扫兴的很,沈清轩神色阴郁起来。

Shen Qingxuan opened his mouth, intending to talk to him but he suddenly remembered that his couldn’t speak, neither was there any writing materials around, so he couldn’t even converse with him. His good mood was immediately ruined by half. After all, he hadn’t seen him for such a long time and now that they finally met face to face with each other again, they couldn’t converse. It was really a mood damper and Shen Qingxuan’s expression became gloomy.

    伊墨泡在水中,看了他片刻,终于抬起手来,冰凉的五指闪烁着一道幽幽绿光,抚上了他的喉头。

Yimo who was immersed in the water looked at him for a moment and eventually, he raised his hand. A faint green light twinkled between his cold fingers and he stroked his throat.

    沈清轩看着他的动作,只觉嗓子里仿佛被薄荷汁从里到外淋了一遍,说不上是火辣辣还是凉飕飕,那股过于鲜明的感觉逼的他眼泪都溢了出来。

Shen Qingxuan looked at his movements, feeling that his throat was thoroughly drenched with peppermint juice. It couldn’t be said to be scorching hot or piercing cold. This excessively distinct feeling caused tears to flow from his eyes. 

    待伊墨收回手,他只觉得眼前金光闪闪,仿佛窒息般难受的滋味让沈清轩摁着嗓子,拼命咳嗽。

When Yimo withdrew his hand, he felt golden light flickering in front of him. The uncomfortable feeling of being suffocated made Shen Qingxuan pressed on his throat as he coughed with his might.

    先是无声无息的咳嗽,而后嗓子里发出嘶哑的怪异声音,逐渐变重,最后每一声咳嗽,都发出与常人无异的动静。

It was a silent cough at first, then his throat produced a hoarse and strange sound, gradually it became heavier, and finally, every cough of his was no different from that of any ordinary people.

    他——咳出了声。沈清轩意识到这点,说不上是惊是喜,只知道一道道湿润水流从眼角蜿蜒流淌而下,伴随着咳嗽的声音,一声接一声,响彻在着孤寂山峰,雾气缭绕的温泉上空。

He— had coughed out a sound. When Shen Qingxuan realized this, he could not be said to be delighted or surprised. He only knew that streams of moistness were wriggling down the corners of his eyes, accompanying the sound of coughing, ringing one after another, resonating over this lonely mountain summit and this misty hot spring.

    似乎要把肺都咳出来一样,沈清轩咳的两眼通红,弓着腰好几次险险喝了温泉水,浑身力气尽失的伏在突出的石头上,大口大口直喘。

It seemed that Shen Qingxuan was going to cough out his lungs. His eyes had turned red and he had drunk gulps of hot spring water several times when he bent over. With all his strength exhausted, he leaned over the protruding rock and gasped heavily.

    伊墨靠在他对面的岩石上,横着臂膀随意的搭在两侧,眼神淡漠的看了他一会,最后闭上眼休憩,任由沈清轩趴在对面,咳喘的死去活来。

Yimo was leaning against the rock across him with his arms propped over the rock on his two sides. He looked at him for a while and eventually closed his eyes in relaxation, leaving Shen Qingxuan to cough terribly on the opposite side.

    一盏茶功夫,沈清轩终于停下咳嗽,缓了缓后,捂着嗓子回头去看,看到的便是这幅场景。

After the time needed to finish a cup of tea had passed, Shen Qingxuan finally ceased coughing. After gathering his breath, he turned around to take a look with his hand covering his throat. This sight then entered his vision.

    雾气缭绕的温泉水里,伊墨倚在一方突出的岩石上,大字型般横着臂膀,闭目仰头,神色从容,仿佛身外一切事物都与他无关。

In the misty hot spring water, Yimo was leaning on a protruding rock with his arms stretched across like the word “大”. His eyes were closed, his head was raised, the look on his face was calm like everything else was irrelevant to him.

    只有那披散的长发,浮在他身前的水面,偶尔随着水波微动。

There was only his long scattered hair that was floating in front of him and occasionally moving along with the ripples.

    除此之外,他仿佛只是个雕塑,冰冷、淡漠、无动于衷。

Apart from this, he seemed to be like a sculpture; ice-cold, apathetic and unconcerned.

    沈清轩看着看着,心里莫名难受起来。

As Shen Qingxuan looked at this, he felt an indescribable discomfort growing in his heart.

    因这一点说不清道不明的难受,沈清轩知道自己恢复了声音能力,却始终没有开口,只眼睛一眨不眨的盯着他看。

Because of this terrible feeling he couldn’t explain was brewing, even if Shen Qingxuan knew that he had recovered his voice, he didn’t say anything but only stared at him without even blinking.

    两人距离不远,却也有几步之遥,温泉蒸发的雾气如薄薄轻纱,若隐若现的横隔在两人中间。轻纱后是伊墨的脸。

The distance between them was not far, but it was still a few steps away. The vapor evaporated from the hot spring was as thin as a veil and loomed between the two of them. Behind this veil was Yimo’s face.

    沈清轩依旧像第一次见到他面容般,转不开视线。自忖这世间再找不出第二个人来,这般风华绝代。

Just like how Shen Qingxuan had seen his face for the first time, he could not turn his sight away. He thought that there would be no second person in the world like him, this sort of peerless talent.

    正观望着,伊墨紧闭的眼睫颤了颤,随后睁开了眼。眼眸且幽且深,静如千尺寒潭,无一丝波澜。

Amid his observation, Yimo’s tightly closed eyelashes trembled before he opened them. His eyes were calm and deep, so quiet like it was a thousand feet cold pool without any seam of ripples.

    伊墨淡淡问他:“怎么不高兴?”

Yimo asked with indifferent, “Why are you not happy?”

    沈清轩心道你怎知我不高兴,却没有出声,依旧看着他,好一会,才回道:“自然高兴。”

Shen Qingxuan inwardly thought to himself “how do you know I’m not happy”, but he didn’t say them out loud. He was still looking at him and after a while, he replied, “Naturally I’m happy.”

    时隔近二十年,他首次出声,声音带着些哑涩,连他自己都陌生至极。须得侧耳细听,再仔细回忆幼时童声,才敢确定这声音着实是自己发出来的。

For the first time after nearly twenty years, he made his first sound and sounded a little husky. Even he himself found his voice extremely unfamiliar. Only after listening carefully to his voice, and then carefully recalling his childhood’s voice was he able to confirm that that voice was truly his.

    “我……”沈清轩又试探着开口,被自己嗓子里冒出的声音唬了一跳,片刻后告诫自己说的熟稔些,缓缓道,“我以为你还要两月才能回来。”

“I…” Shen Qingxuan tried to talk again but he was startled by the sound he made. After a while, he warmed himself to be familiar with it before he slowly said, “I thought you will only come back in another two more months.”

    “事情办完了,自然回来。”伊墨说。

“When the matter is done, I will naturally come back.” He explained.

    沈清轩“唔”了一声,低下头,思忖片刻再开口:“不知为何,我不想让人知道自己已经能说话了……”

Shen Qingxuan made an “Oh” and lowered his head, thinking for a moment before he spoke again, “I don’t know why but I do not wish to let anyone know that I can speak again…”

    伊墨点了点头,表示知晓。

Yimo nodded to show that he had understood.

    “他们若问我怎么恢复的,我又不怎么会扯谎。”沈清轩斟酌着字句,一边练习发音一边道,“所以先不打算说了。”

“If they ask me how did I recover, I don’t really know how to lie.” Shen Qingxuan considered his words, practicing his pronunciation as he continued, “So I don’t plan to say it first.”

    顿了顿,他又道:“你取回蛇蜕了吗?”

After a pause, he said again, “Have you get back your snakeskin?”

    伊墨说:“嗯。”

Yimo said, “En.”

    “那就好。”沈清轩说。

“That’s good.” Shen Qingxuan said.

    说完又不知道该说些什么,低头沉默。

He didn’t know what else to say so he bowed his head and kept silent.

    伊墨收回手臂浸在水中,也缄默半晌,才开口问:“这回怎么生病的?”

Yimo retracted his arms and dipped them in the water. He was silent for a long time before he asked, “Why did you get sick this time?”

   沈清轩没料到他问这个,迟疑了一下,才将过程细细说来,中间自然省去了绮梦那一节,只将事故推诿到饮酒上,饮醉了,沐浴时睡了一觉,水凉了也不知道。这就病了。

Shen Qingxuan didn’t expect him to ask this so he hesitated for a moment before explaining the course of events in detail. Naturally, he omitted the part about his pleasant dream in the middle segment. He only blamed his illness on drinking and then sleeping in the bath while being intoxicated, so he didn’t know that the water had turned cold. Hence, he had fallen ill.

    伊墨听完,抬起眼来凝视他片刻,不知做何感想,开口道:“闺阁中的小姐,也不过如此。”

After hearing this, Yimo raised his eyes and stared at him for a moment. Who knew what thoughts were running inside his mind. He opened his mouth, “The young mistress in the boudoir is mere as such.”

    他说的没头没尾,沈清轩却立刻领悟出他话语里的揶揄之气,神色又添羞愤,他竟拿他比作闺中娇滴滴的女儿家!

He spoke with no beginning or end, but Shen Qingxuan immediately understood the ridicule within it. His expression was replenished with more indignant. He actually compared him to those delicate and cute young mistresses!

    可恨他自己口舌功夫不如人家,兼之又是刚刚才能张口出声,与这活了千年的大蛇一个天上一个地下,只有被欺负的份。

He hated how his language was not as good as him. At the same time, his shame fell in how he could only talk just a moment ago. Compared to this snake who had lived for thousands of years, it was a vast difference between heaven and earth. There was only room for him to be bullied.

    思索了半天,沈清轩也才愤愤回了一句:“自是比不过你鳞实甲厚。”

After thinking for a long time, Shen Qingxuan also angrily replied with a sentence, “Naturally, I wouldn’t rival your solid scales and thick shell.”

    言外之意,他无他皮厚,百毒不侵。

The implication was that his skin wasn’t as thick as him, no malicious could infringe on him.

    两人打着语言官司,在水中泡着,也不觉乏味。夜色逐渐退隐,光线愈发明朗起来,一轮红日磅礴升起,照的水中两人眉眼分明。

The two people were engaged in a language lawsuit and didn’t feel tedious even if they were soaking in the water. The night gradually faded, the light became increasingly bright, and the red sun rose majestically, shining on the faces of the two people in the water clearly.

    沈清轩话语说的越发熟练流利,说的愉悦了,也借着水中浮力将自己挪移至伊墨处,想如往常那样,靠近着交谈。

Shen Qingxuan’s speech became more and more fluent and proficient. As the conversation grew delightful, he moved closer to Yimo using the buoyancy of the water and intended to talk to him in close proximity just like usual.

    益发靠的近了,才察觉日头朗朗,照的水色明澈,两人皆是身无寸缕,水下一切物事通通在这明澈水中,纤毫毕现。

As he moved closer, he noticed that the sun was getting brighter, the water became clear under the sunlight. Both of them were undressed. Every matter under this clear pool was made known.

    沈清轩立时满脸通红,他自惭身体残疾,比起伊墨的精实身躯更像是个未及弱冠的少年,细手细腿着实难看,连忙低下头,扶着岩石借着浮力又退开两分。这一番来来去去,手慌脚乱,指尖在那被泉水浸泡的光溜无比的岩石上打滑了一下,没有攥住,失衡的身体就猛地跌进水中,温热泉水瞬间灭了顶。

Shen Qingxuan’s face was red immediately. He was ashamed of his weak body. Compared with Yimo’s solid body, he was more like a young man that had yet to receive his crown. His thin hands and legs were really unsightly. He quickly lowered his head and held the rock to push himself away through the water buoyancy. All these moving around and his flustered movement cost him his fingers to slip pass the smooth rock that had been soaked by the spring. Having not grasped it, the unbalanced body then fell into the water immediately and the warm spring water instantly drowned his crown.

    伊墨眼见他在水里来来回回挪腾,那些心思早就猜到几分,又见他失手沉下去,在水中扑腾,心觉好笑,促狭心起,也就没有立刻去救。反正溺不死人。

When Yimo saw him moving back and forth in the water, he had already guessed what was going through his mind, and when he saw him slip and sunk in, he felt that it was funny. A mischievous intent grew in his heart, so he didn’t rescue him immediately. Anyway, he couldn’t drown here.

    沈清轩溺在水里,只伸手乱抓,又急伊墨怎么还不搭手,混乱中竟在水里睁开了眼。

Shen Qingxuan was submerged in the water and he stretched his hands and grabbed at random, at the same time, he was anxious as to why Yimo hadn’t stepped in. In his confusion, he opened his eyes in the water.

    入目却是一双矫捷下肢,修长有力,小腿肌肉微微贲起,曲线分明。

But it was a pair of athletic lower limbs that greeted his sight. They were slender, powerful and his calf muscles were slightly protruding, which defined his muscle lines clearly.

    视线沿着小腿一直往上,结实的大腿中间乌黑一丛毛发,如水草般与水流中微微漾动,毛发间却是静静蜷伏的性器,即使未曾发情,因水中光线迷离,那物事看起来也异常硕大。

His line of sight followed his shins and went all the way up. There was a dark tuft of hair between his firm thighs, rippling with the currents like water plants. However, between the thicket of hair, there nested a quietly curled up sex organ. Even if it was not simulated, due to the underwater reflection, that article appeared to be abnormally hefty.

    隐约可见露出柔软皮外的形状饱满的蘑菇头,甚至中间细孔,也看的清清楚楚。

He could vaguely see the plump mushroom head that was exposed outside of the soft external skin, even the thin hole in the middle was absolutely clear.

    沈清轩也不知哪来的力气,一手撑住了石壁,“哗啦——”一声,自水中抬起身来。

Shen Qingxuan did not know where his strength came from. He pushed against the stone wall with one hand, raising himself from the water with a sound of “splash”.

    脸上通红,心如擂鼓。

His face was red and his heart was beating like a drum.

    不知是呛的或是其他。

He didn’t know if he was choked by the water or something else.

    一手扶着石壁,一手抹开脸上的水,沈清轩对上的,便是一双似笑非笑的眼。

With one hand holding the stone wall and the other hand wiping away the water on his face, Shen Qingxuan faced seemingly smiling eyes.

    沈清轩心跳的几乎抑不住,加上呛了几口水,连忙低头又闷闷的咳嗽,借此平复心跳。

Shen Qingxuan’s heartbeat was pumping almost uncontrollably, he also choked a mouthful of spring water. He hurriedly bowed his head and coughed stiffly in an attempt to pacify his heartbeat.

    此时只听伊墨的冷清声音,颇带揶揄的在耳旁问:“沈公子,这温泉水的味道可比得过你那中秋佳酿?”

At this time, he heard Yimo’s cold voice asking in a rather teasing way, “Young Master Shen, does this hot spring water compare to your mid-autumn wine?”

    沈清轩现在已晓这蛇是喜欢捉弄自己的,他问的并无他意,真正的调侃罢了。脑中却不争气的瞬间想起那晚冷水浴中,纠缠着自己的冰凉肢体。以及刚刚眼前所看到的景物。

Shen Qingxuan now knew that this snake liked to play tricks on himself. His question didn’t hold any other intention but to tease. Yet his mind disappointedly recalled back to that night where that cold body wrapped around him in the cold bath, as well as what he saw just now.

    眼角下意识的瞟进水中,因这一场闹剧,两人已不知不觉靠的极尽。沈清轩这一眼,又一次将水中那硕大物什看的清清楚楚。

The corner of his eye subconsciously glanced into the water, because of this farce, the two of them had unconsciously stood nearer. Shen Qingxuan saw the huge thing in the water clear again.

    脑中陡地浮现出四个字来:蛇性本淫。

A sentence suddenly appeared in his mind: Snake’s nature is the essence of lascivious.

    这四个字仿佛蛊虫,霎时钻进了他的心脏,牵引了不知从何而来的念头,一时间欲念乍起,来势汹汹。

This sentence was like Gu. They instantly crawled into his heart and lured an intention that emerged out of nowhere. At that instant, his desire burst forth, approaching with great tumultuous.

    沈清轩分明感到正在平复的心跳又一次乱了节奏,如山中倾盆大雨砸在瓦砾上的混乱无序,声响却越来越大,越来越急。

Shen Qingxuan once again felt his calming pulse being thrown into a disorder pace again. Similar to the chaos and disorder of the heavy rain on the rubble in the mountain but the sound was getting louder and louder and more urgent.

 再也招架不住,只眼睁睁看着他多年的清心寡欲,都被涤荡了去。

He couldn’t withstand anymore and watch his mind of scantous desires getting washed off.

    沈清轩猛地回过身来,倒吸一口凉气,慌忙背过身伏在水面外的岩石上,将自己抬头的腿间藏进阴暗水光里。又推说身体不适,在此处趴上一会。说完埋头藏进自己臂弯间,细细的急喘,遏制奔腾的欲念。

Shen Qingxuan suddenly turned back. He felt a chill running down his spine and hurriedly turned his back and leaned on a rock outside the water. He hid his raised member between his legs within the dark water. He then said that he wasn’t feeling well, so he would be leaning there for a while. Afterward, he buried his head in the crook of his arms, and within the quiet panting contained his surging desire.

    伊墨一动未动,目光幽深的看着伏在岩上的细瘦身躯,那身躯苍白消瘦,仿佛受了极大的惊吓般,正在簌簌微颤。他周围漾动的水纹随着身体的颤动扩散着涟漪,若无形的细线,导引着伊墨将这水中些微动静、奔腾欲念、乍起的惊乱,全部揽入眼底。

Yimo didn’t move. He looked at the thin body leaning on the rock with a distant expression. That pale and emaciating body that seemed to have suffered extreme fright was trembling slightly. The rippling water around him spread wider along with the body’s vibrations. As if they were invisible threads, they guided Yimo to grasp the slight movements, surging desires and sudden chaos in the water all into his eyes.

    如神祗俯视众生。

Like he was a god overlooking at all living beings.

    长久的静默过后,沈清轩终于缓缓自臂弯处抬起头来,也不敢看向伊墨,依然垂着眼睑,低声道:“你送我回去吧。”

After a long silence, Shen Qingxuan finally raised his head from the bend of his arm, but he did not dare to look at Yimo. With his eyelids still lowered, he whispered, “Take me back.”

    伊墨久久不应。

Yimo did not respond for a long while.

    沈清轩此时正是六神无主,突然肩上一凉。伊墨不知何时绕到了他的背后,伸出冰凉凉的手,制在他的肩头,将沈清轩掰过来,面对着面。又似不够,继续逼近。

At this moment, Shen Qingxuan was distracted, he suddenly felt a chill on his shoulder. Somehow, Yimo had gotten behind his back, stretched out his cold hand and placed it on his shoulder. He turned Shen Qingxuan around so they were facing each other. As if this wasn’t enough, he continued to close in.

    转瞬,两人面颊已近在咫尺,呼吸喷发在对方脸上,沈清轩又是面红耳赤。

In a flash, the two people’s cheeks were so close that their breaths were blowing on each other. Shen Qingxuan was flushing again.

    “沈公子。”伊墨的声音依旧冷清,并无任何情绪流露其外,似是在谈论别人的事一般,不徐不疾的道:“人妖自古殊途,你可要想好。”

“Young Master Shen.” Yimo’s voice was still as cold as it was. It didn’t show any emotions just as if he was discussing someone else’s affairs. He said unhurried, “Humans and demons have always walked a different path since primeval. You have to consider properly.”

    沈清轩脸上乍红乍白。

Shen Qingxuan’s face was abruptly changing from red to white.

    可不待他做出更多反应,只觉眼前一花,耳畔风声呼啸起来。

Not waiting for him to make any more response, he felt his sight getting blurred and heard the wind whistled in his ears.

    眨眼之间,他已回到山庄中,躺在自己的床上。

In the twinkling of an eye, he had returned to the villa and was lying on his bed.

    像是被丢掷回来的一样,沈清轩脸上红潮顿时褪去,换成铁青。

As if he had been tossed back, the red tint on his face subsided instantly and was replaced with ashen.

Chapter 7

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