"I wanted you to comfort me..."

"That's it?" Chen Bing was slightly disappointed, feeling that this was somewhat different from the restricted content she had imagined. Just a hug and some comforting—it seemed a bit too...

"It's a different way of comforting people than usual."

Upon hearing this, Chen Bing immediately straightened up and became distracted.

After a brief struggle with the evil within, reason ultimately prevailed.

"What are you thinking about, little girl? Didn't we agree to talk about it after you got better?" Reaching out, Chen Bing ruffled Shang Yunmiao's hair to clear her mind, then took a deep breath and carried the girl back to bed.

"I feel much better now." During the hug, Shang Yunmiao struggled slightly, or rather, flirted with Chen Bing, trying to prove what she said.

"Even if you're really better, that won't do. You need to rest properly after recovering from a serious illness, right? What if you get sick again like before? In short, just focus on getting better. When the time comes, what's meant to happen will happen."

After tucking her in, Chen Bing changed the subject and asked, "Do you want some water? What do you want for dinner? I bought some mixed canned food, do you want some? Shall I get a plate and feed you?"

Changing the topic during a serious discussion means that Chen Bing is going to put an end to what he said before, and he is not allowed to refute it again.

Knowing this and trusting Chen Bing's authority, Shang Yunmiao said nothing more. After pouting for a second and sulking, she said, "Then I want to go to the kitchen with you. I want to keep watching you."

"Aren't you going to rest in bed?"

"Chen Bing, don't worry about it..."

Faced with Shang Yunmiao, who seemed angry and unusually assertive, Chen Bing dared not refuse. In any case, exchanging one assertive demand for another would not be a loss for her.

So he agreed to the request, took the blanket and covered Shang Yunmiao with it, preparing to carry her out.

But Xiao Shang, still sulking, didn't want Chen Bing to hug her. No, it should be said that she was determined to prove to Chen Bing that she was in a good state.

So, under Chen Bing's teasing gaze, Shang Yunmiao, wrapped in a blanket, walked ahead of him and sat down at the dining table with a powerful stride.

Chen Bing opened a can of food and placed it in front of her. She affectionately pinched the girl's cheek, then turned and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Looking at that back view that she often loved and occasionally disliked, Shang Yunmiao ate her canned food in a huff for a while, but finally couldn't swallow her anger and complained, "Some guys are always thinking about taking advantage of girls, but when a girl takes the initiative, they become cowardly and don't dare to make a move. Chen Bing, who is this guy?"

"He is the great sage who remained unmoved by a woman in his lap, Liu Xiahui." Relying on his ability to make up stories and the thick skin he inherited from Old Chen, Chen Bing answered without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, Shang Yunmiao, who was not addicted to the internet, first wondered who Liu Xiahui was, but then immediately realized that this was just Chen Bing's delaying tactic.

After briefly regretting her naiveté, Shang Yunmiao came to her senses and continued, "No, guess again."

"That could be Kyosuke Takasaka, or Umetarou Nozaki, or even Keima Katsuragi."

Shang Yunmiao didn't know any of the people Chen Bing mentioned, so after a brief moment of thought, she concluded, "Chen Bing is just talking nonsense."

"I'm not making this up." Chen Bing stopped chopping vegetables and turned around to answer, "You're wronging me. The people I just mentioned are all well-known figures, like Liu Xiahui. The idiom 'remaining unmoved even with a woman in one's lap' originates from his story. The Book of Songs, in the section 'Xiaoya Xiangbo,' says: 'Why don't you be like Liu Xiahui? An old woman wouldn't even touch the girl at his door, and the people of the country wouldn't call him a troublemaker.' There are also other accounts of this story, such as those in Xunzi..."

Startled at first, Xiao Shang was a little confused, but she quickly realized that the person Chen Bing was talking about didn't match her own description. No, no, that's not the point. The story of "remaining unmoved by a woman in one's lap" was not what she wanted to hear at all.

However, Chen Bing was talking non-stop, so it wasn't appropriate for him to interrupt.

Shang Yunmiao listened for a long time, but still couldn't find a suitable point to interject.

On the contrary, Chen Bing became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, explaining to Shang Yunmiao in great detail everything from early records in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to the reflections of the story in various dynasties, and then to the development of the image of Liu Xiahui into a meme since the rise of the Internet. After explaining the historical development, Chen Bing immediately went on to talk about his views on this story.

For a full hour, his mouth never stopped. In a sense, Chen Bing could be considered knowledgeable and erudite.

Finally, when Chen Bing talked about how people in this era have low resistance to various temptations and cannot properly carry forward the critical views of ancient sages, and further extended this to his own desire to inherit the excellent spirit and become a high-quality young person who can follow the ancient ways, Shang Yunmiao finally found a place to interject.

"That's not right. If that's what you think, Chen Bing, then why did you always try to take advantage of me before..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Bing adopted a nostalgic expression and silently replied, "I realize that the past cannot be changed, but the future can be pursued."

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. My sea cucumber and millet porridge is ready too, come and try it and see how it tastes." After saying that, Chen Bing placed a weighed bowl of porridge in front of Shang Yunmiao, then turned back with a smile to serve more dishes.

Shang Yunmiao didn't want to talk to Chen Bing anymore; he was just a big, smooth-talking liar.

After glaring angrily at Chen Bing's retreating figure for a while, Shang Yunmiao decided not to talk to him anymore. She would wait until evening to see if Chen Bing was as "unmoved by a woman in his lap" as he claimed.

When the clock struck nine, Shang Yunmiao, who had rested all day, should go back to sleep.

After placing the thermometer in Shang Yunmiao's arms, Chen Bing sat on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed, leisurely testing the temperature of the water in her cup.

After confirming that the temperature was about right, Chen Bing opened a nasal congestion relief pill. According to Xiao Shang herself, although her headache had subsided, her nose was very stuffy and uncomfortable.

"Come on, open your mouth and take your medicine."

After glancing indifferently at Chen Bing, Shang Yunmiao closed her eyes and said, "Hey me... not with your hands."

If you don't use your hands, what can you use?

The clever Chen Bing quickly came to a conclusion. After glancing at Xiao Shang's tightly closed eyes, he stacked his index and middle fingers together to resemble the shape of lips, then held the pill between his fingers and placed it on Shang Yunmiao's lips.