I Have A Sickness

Translator: Kate from dummytranslations
Editors: Dragon_Reader 1.4   Wei Zichen
--- Hao Ritian had a very satisfying slumber, to the point that when he woke up, he was confused about what day it was. He was holding a warm body to his chest and the room was enclosed with darkness. He groped around for a while before finding his phone. Looking at the time, it turned out to be 2 in the morning. It should be known that he and Wei Lin returned just around 5 p.m. He had slept for about 9 hours continuously, and his body felt slightly limp and sore. But to tell the truth, this amount of rest was far from enough for a body whose nerves had been on the brink of collapse for several days. The reason he woke up was merely due to thirst. Hao Ritian pressed his temples and carefully pulled away from the child in his arms. He casually put on some slippers and found a bath towel to wrap around his lower body loosely, then came out of the bedroom. At this time, the mansion had long become empty, and the servants had all gone to rest. But there were still some hazy lights lit up in the corridors. Hao Ritian had no sense of awkwardness at all. Even though he was really naked under the bath towel, and had no clothes on his upper body either, he was still as comfortable as if he were wearing silk and satin. In essence, Hao Ritian was this sort of an unruly and bon vivant fellow. He would not wrong himself for the sake of how others looked at him, and he always puts himself first. Even if in others' eyes, he seemed ill and excessively whimsical when dealing with people, Hao Ritian was perfectly pleased with that. His ident.i.ty and everything he possessed allowed him to squander capital, regardless of how others judged him. If he did not have clothes to wear, than that was still fine. In any case, it wasn't cold. Not soft, yet not heavy taps sounded from his slippers as he went down the stairs. Down the stairs, without the light from upstairs, it seemed darker. But Hao Ritian, in a seemingly skilled manner, pressed one of the living room switches, thus, turning on the lights in one of the areas. Then, he felt his way to the refrigerator and opened it. There were a lot of beverages inside . Hao Ritian directly took out a bottle of iced beer, and after a couple tries trying to open its cap, he chugged it down. A few big mouthfuls of cold liquid entered his body and his sleepiness dissipated.
　
“Refreshing!” Wiping his lips, Hao Ritian felt content. But the system could watch no more. It, who had kept its silence all this while, could no longer keep quiet, “Host, can you find some clothes to wear?” It, just a system, felt a bit spicy-eyed seeing its host like this. Although there was a towel wrapped around him, it did not really play that big of a role in covering him up. How come the host, as a human, had no ‘sense of shame'? The host said he had a grasp on the progress of the task, so it was not concerned about it. But it really felt that this host was way too capricious. Hao Ritian has also become accustomed to the system suddenly speaking in his head. He wickedly hooked his lips when he heard its meaning, “What, I'm letting you appreciate my figure for free and you're still not satisfied? My figure is pretty alright, isn't it? After saying that, he even striked a pose. With one hand on his waist, his head tilted up and drank a few mouthfuls of iced beer. System, “…” So shameless!
　
That was what it thought, but it could not say that this figure was bad, with a good conscience. Yan Qi himself had always lived a life of riches and honour. What's more, he was the sole heir of the Yan family. It was a given that his everyday food and clothes were excellent. He had fair skin, long, straight legs and a tall stature. No matter from what angle you looked at, you couldn't say he was bad. “Why aren't you saying anything?” Perceiving the system's silence, Hao Ritian teased it again. He always felt it was amusing to tease this somewhat rigid system. The system was a bit sullen, wanting to retort yet not knowing what to say. It paused and suddenly warned, “Someone's coming.” It's tone of voice would have been a tad better, if there wasn't a gloating element in it. The system's voice fell, and before Hao Ritian had time to react, the door was pushed open. So just like that, a man appeared in Hao Ritian's sight.
　
The man was tall and large. He wore a simple white shirt and suit pants. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing strong arms. Looking upwards, the facial features of the man were clearly embedded into his eyes. At that moment, Hao Ritian was stunned. This man was practically a perfect product, everything about how he looked was in line with his tastes; deep brows and eyes, straight, tall nose, thin and cold lips. Especially the gaze with which he was looking over at him, his eyes gave him an electrifying feeling. That's right, Hao Ritian was gay. A virgin gay, no less. Although he had never concealed his s.e.xual orientation, no one ever caught his eye. His standards were too high. Now that he suddenly saw a person so suited to his taste in the mission world, he wanted to immediately wage 300 rounds of war with the other person. His mind came up with this thought and the eyes that he looked back at the man surged with a scorching heat. The system who detected his thoughts because the host's emotions were too intense, “…” It really wanted to yell ‘s.h.i.t!'. Even s.h.i.ttier, was that these two mutts actually didn't say another word, and quickly hooked up together. Hao Ritian was directly carried into a bedroom by the man, and by the time he woke up again, it was already the next day. Scroll down for link to full chapter, for those that are new to this, apologies for breaking your flow. This is to throw off aggregators. Please read this at dummytranslations the morning. It should be known that he and Wei Lin returned just around 5 p.m. He had slept for about 9 hours continuously, and his body felt slightly limp and sore. But to tell the truth, this amount of rest was far from enough for a body whose nerves had been on the brink of collapse for several days. The reason he woke up was merely due to thirst. Hao Ritian pressed his temples and carefully pulled away from the child in his arms. He casually put on some slippers and found a bath towel to wrap around his lower body loosely, then came out of the bedroom. At this time, the mansion had long become empty, and the servants had all gone to rest. But there were still some hazy lights lit up in the corridors. Hao Ritian had no sense of awkwardness at all. Even though he was really naked under the bath towel, and had no clothes on his upper body either, he was still as comfortable as if he were wearing silk and satin. In essence, Hao Ritian was this sort of an unruly and bon vivant fellow. He would not wrong himself for the sake of how others looked at him, and he always puts himself first. Even if in others' eyes, he seemed ill and excessively whimsical when dealing with people, Hao Ritian was perfectly pleased with that. His ident.i.ty and everything he possessed allowed him to squander capital, regardless of how others judged him. If he did not have clothes to wear, than that was still fine. In any case, it wasn't cold. Not soft, yet not heavy taps sounded from his slippers as he went down the stairs. Down the stairs, without the light from upstairs, it seemed darker. But Hao Ritian, in a seemingly skilled manner, pressed one of the living room switches, thus, turning on the lights in one of the areas. Then, he felt his way to the refrigerator and opened it. There were a lot of beverages inside . Hao Ritian directly took out a bottle of iced beer, and after a couple tries trying to open its cap, he chugged it down. A few big mouthfuls of cold liquid entered his body and his sleepiness dissipated.
　
“Refreshing!” Wiping his lips, Hao Ritian felt content. But the system could watch no more. It, who had kept its silence all this while, could no longer keep quiet, “Host, can you find some clothes to wear?” It, just a system, felt a bit spicy-eyed seeing its host like this. Although there was a towel wrapped around him, it did not really play that big of a role in covering him up. How come the host, as a human, had no ‘sense of shame'? The host said he had a grasp on the progress of the task, so it was not concerned about it. But it really felt that this host was way too capricious. Hao Ritian has also become accustomed to the system suddenly speaking in his head. He wickedly hooked his lips when he heard its meaning, “What, I'm letting you appreciate my figure for free and you're still not satisfied? My figure is pretty alright, isn't it? After saying that, he even striked a pose. With one hand on his waist, his head tilted up and drank a few mouthfuls of iced beer. System, “…” So shameless!
　
That was what it thought, but it could not say that this figure was bad, with a good conscience. Yan Qi himself had always lived a life of riches and honour. What's more, he was the sole heir of the Yan family. It was a given that his everyday food and clothes were excellent. He had fair skin, long, straight legs and a tall stature. No matter from what angle you looked at, you couldn't say he was bad. “Why aren't you saying anything?” Perceiving the system's silence, Hao Ritian teased it again. He always felt it was amusing to tease this somewhat rigid system. The system was a bit sullen, wanting to retort yet not knowing what to say. It paused and suddenly warned, “Someone's coming.” It's tone of voice would have been a tad better, if there wasn't a gloating element in it. The system's voice fell, and before Hao Ritian had time to react, the door was pushed open. So just like that, a man appeared in Hao Ritian's sight.
　
The man was tall and large. He wore a simple white shirt and suit pants. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing strong arms. Looking upwards, the facial features of the man were clearly embedded into his eyes. At that moment, Hao Ritian was stunned. This man was practically a perfect product, everything about how he looked was in line with his tastes; deep brows and eyes, straight, tall nose, thin and cold lips. Especially the gaze with which he was looking over at him, his eyes gave him an electrifying feeling. That's right, Hao Ritian was gay. A virgin gay, no less. Although he had never concealed his s.e.xual orientation, no one ever caught his eye. His standards were too high. Now that he suddenly saw a person so suited to his taste in the mission world, he wanted to immediately wage 300 rounds of war with the other person. His mind came up with this thought and the eyes that he looked back at the man surged with a scorching heat. The system who detected his thoughts because the host's emotions were too intense, “…” It really wanted to yell ‘s.h.i.t!'. Even s.h.i.ttier, was that these two mutts actually didn't say another word, and quickly hooked up together. Hao Ritian was directly carried into a bedroom by the man, and by the time he woke up again, it was already the next day. Chapter 4: