【Interstellar Contract Magician】Ruyuanke

Chapter 196 [Empire] Estrus Season

He lay quietly, his back to me, his body slightly hunched. I could sense the deep sense of grievance emanating from him. His shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was trying to suppress the tears that were about to burst out.

The back that had seemed broad at first glance, yet still thin, now looked so lonely, as if telling of his inner pain. He remained motionless, as if immersed in his own world, bearing the unspeakable grievance alone.

If you could see my expression right now, I'd guess it's one of helplessness. My eyebrows are curved in the opposite direction, like an inverted eight.

A heavy silence permeated the room, only his occasional, slight tremor reminding me of his current emotions. I watched his back, my heart filled with guilt and helplessness. I wanted to be closer, to comfort him, but I knew I couldn't give him anything, at least not what he wanted. Anything else would be futile, though I probably didn't have any.

He lay there quietly on his side, his back to me, his figure a little blurry under the dim oil lamp.

The dim oil lamp flickered, barely illuminating his outline. His furry tail curled at his side, occasionally moving slightly. In the dim light, the fur seemed to have lost its former luster, becoming somewhat dull. His ears drooped, limp against his head, as if trying to escape the oppressive atmosphere.

His breathing remained rapid and erratic, especially clear in the silence. His chest rose and fell violently, each breath causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly. His bronze skin took on a dark hue in the dim light, and beads of sweat streamed down his cheeks, shimmering faintly in the shadows.

He bit his lower lip tightly, his full lips appearing even paler in the dim light. His fingers continued to dig into the ground, their tips turning white with exertion, leaving shallow marks on the rough ground. His knuckles jutted out like small hillocks in the dim light, and veins throbbed slightly beneath his skin, revealing his inner struggle.

He shifted slightly, burying his head deeper into his arms. His hair looked a bit disheveled in the dim light, scattered across his shoulders. The dim oil lamp couldn't fully illuminate his face, leaving only a mysterious shadow, making it impossible to discern his expression.

From behind, his back was tense, his shoulder blades slightly raised, as if he was building a solid line of defense for himself, yet he looked so fragile. In this enclosed space, he was like a wounded beast.

I approached him gently, turned him over to face me, and said softly, "Bai Zhi, what's wrong with you?"

His body shuddered slightly, but he didn't answer me immediately. After a long moment, he whispered, "Male, when you're in estrus, your body will have all sorts of uncontrollable reactions." His voice trailed off, a hint of shyness barely concealed.

"Reaction?" I demanded.

His ears instantly turned red, and his head drooped even lower. "I will... I will have an intense desire for the person I like. My body will heat up, and my emotions will become very sensitive." His words were a little halting, as if every word had exhausted his courage.

By the end of his speech, his eyes were slightly red, tears welling up in them, as if they would burst out at any moment. He bit his lip tightly, trying hard to control his emotions. His shy and helpless look made people feel pity for him.