Chapter 11 You're not going to sleep in the master bedroom with me?

The spot on Ji Tong's cheek where Gu Lin had pinched her was still a little cool. Ji Tong stood there watching Gu Lin walk out of the bedroom.

In the blink of an eye, his figure had disappeared.

Ji Tong was too lazy to shout, so she took out her phone and sent a message to someone she had just removed from her blacklist, whose contact name was "XX".

JT: Where are you?

A moment later, Gu Lin came out of the kitchen with a glass of water. He didn't say anything, but his expression seemed to say: Who said they wanted water?

Ji Tong noticed that he was also holding a small, transparent sealed bag in his right hand.

"Well, what is it?"

Ji Tong is now very sensitive to any slight movement or change in Gu Lin.

When the others got closer, they realized that what Gu Lin was holding was his medicine.

"Did you take it from my backpack?" Ji Tong asked.

"Um."

There are seven pills in total, plus one packet of powder.

Ji Tong stared at the transparent bag for several seconds.

The pills were originally packaged in their own blister packs, but now they are packed into small bags according to the dosage for one dose.

Ji Tong was in such a rush when he left home this morning that he forgot to bring his medicine box. He just grabbed a few strips of medicine in a hurry. In fact, he didn't really remember how many pills he needed to take for each type of medicine.

Gu Lin handed over the water: "One box of capsules is missing."

Ji Tong: "..."

Is it part of the medical record? You remember all of this?

"They've probably settled down here," Ji Tong said truthfully.

He took a sip of water and reached for the medicine bag, but Gu Lin raised his hand to avoid it.

Ji Tong looked at him.

Are they even fighting over medicine?

Gu Lin seemed to know what he was thinking, and said in a calm voice with a hint of helplessness, "Medicine after meals."

Ji Tong hesitated for a moment before finally managing to say, "What about the food?"

The very next second after he finished speaking—

"Hello, takeout."

The doorbell rang in response.

Ji Tong didn't know when Gu Lin ordered takeout; it was from a private Cantonese restaurant, plus a bowl of congee.

Ji Tong didn't have a good appetite. After taking a sip of porridge, she subconsciously pushed it towards Gu Lin, saying, "It's too thick, it's not good. You try it..."

Ji Tong stopped halfway through pushing.

Are they now in a relationship where they can share a bowl of porridge?

…Besides, he still has a cold.

Ji Tong then "retrieved" the porridge back the way he came.

After finishing his meal, Ji Tong took his medicine with warm water.

"Where will I sleep tonight? The guest room or the sofa?" Ji Tong asked, sitting cross-legged on the sofa.

The apartment that Gu Lin rented was not small and was newly renovated. Gu Lin was the first tenant and the first resident; the landlord had never lived there before.

Although the guest room had a bed, it was a storage oak bed without a mattress or sheets, so it was unusable. However, the sofa was very nice; it was wide and soft, and by pulling out the footstool and cushions, it could be used as a bed. Ji Tong quite liked it, so she said, "Let's sleep on the sofa. Do you have any extra blankets?"

"Sleep in the master bedroom." Gu Lin came out from inside with a bath towel and a change of clothes.

Ji Tong looked up: "Hmm?"

“Sleep in the master bedroom. You’re not used to sleeping here,” Gu Lin said calmly as he walked over, bent down, and patted Ji Tong’s crossed legs. “Lift your feet.”

Both their expressions and the way they communicated were exactly the same as in high school. Ji Tong obediently lifted her foot and subconsciously said "Oh".

The "lift your foot" sound that comes with the "oh".

Also, "Oh," and that phrase, "sleep in the master bedroom."

Ji Tong didn't find it strange that the two of them slept in the master bedroom together; they had slept together before in high school.

The reason he didn't mention the master bedroom was because he had already learned his lesson from Gu Lin.

The incident of "it's inconvenient not to tidy up" has left an indelible shadow in his heart.

He holds grudges very well.

Thinking of this, Ji Tong looked up at the culprit again and deliberately asked, "Is it convenient?"

"I didn't really want to sleep in the master bedroom; you asked me to."

"Okay, please, lift your foot, to the left."

Gu Lin picked up the air conditioner remote that Ji Tong had pressed under his left leg and turned it up one degree.

"Don't sit directly in front of the air conditioner."

"Okay, hurry up and take a shower."

Gu Lin didn't have time to go on stage in the afternoon, so he didn't sweat much. But he wouldn't go to bed without taking a shower. Ji Tong knew about his problem, so she didn't stop him. She just put a large waterproof and antibacterial patch on his wound before letting him in.

Twenty minutes later, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Gu Lin came out after taking a shower, his hair still damp at the ends, with a towel dangling from his neck.

Because he needed to apply medicine, he wasn't wearing a shirt, only a pair of loose black trousers.

Gu Lin's skin was actually very fair, but unlike Ji Tong's fair skin, which was full of blood and turned red when he was hot, Gu Lin's skin had a faint bluish tint, making his body lines exceptionally clear.

With broad shoulders and a straight back, he is the typical type who "looks slim in clothes but muscular when undressed".

Ji Tong blinked for a second, and the next second, his gaze was fixed on the scars on the back of the man.

Even though she had already seen it in the infirmary and was mentally prepared, Ji Tong's hand holding the ointment still tightened unconsciously.

Neither of them spoke.

Gu Lin sat on the sofa, turning to the side.

Ji Tong unscrewed the cap of the ointment and placed the cotton swabs, gauze, and spray on the coffee table.

The waterproof patch was very sticky, and wearing it for too long would damage the skin. Removing it would also easily tear the wound. Ji Tong originally only intended for him to wear it temporarily.

The room was very quiet.

Ji Tong opened a hole in the waterproof patch and used a cotton swab dipped in massage oil to wipe it little by little.

The more I rub it, the more uncomfortable it becomes.

What exactly did Gu Lin do wrong to warrant such harsh punishment? Even the strictest teacher at No. 1 High School praises Gu Lin; what could he possibly have done wrong? What else could Grandpa Gu be dissatisfied with?

Ji Tong had actually heard Gu Lin mention his grandfather and had seen Gu Lin's family photo. He was a sprightly elder who, although strict, conveyed a deep respect for Gu Lin.

That's why Ji Tong couldn't understand it even more.

"Your grandfather..." Ji Tong started to say, but then couldn't finish the sentence.

He remained silent for a long time.

"Fine, I'll let you suffer in pain."

Ji Tong lowered his head, wiping intently. The moment he peeled off the waterproof sticker, he heard Gu Lin's voice.

"Does that feel good?"

Ji Tong paused, her hand gripping the cotton swab.

“It’s satisfying,” he said, his voice choked with anger. “How could it not be satisfying? I think your grandfather didn’t beat me hard enough.”

Gu Lin chuckled softly.

"Um."

You still dare to say "hmm"?!

Ji Tong took a cotton swab and poked hard at his uninjured shoulder blade.

The ointment, mixed with the scent of orange groves, created a peculiar aroma.

It doesn't smell bad.

The atmosphere was unusually quiet, and all the urgent, demonstrative, and resistant emotions were dissolved into this atmosphere.

I just felt at ease.

Like a ship that has finally docked at the shore.

Ji Tong carefully applied the ointment to the bruises on Gu Lin's back.

I haven't forgiven you yet.

"I know."

When will the blood stasis dissipate?

"Soon."

Will it leave a scar?

"Won't."

"No one is allowed to stay."

"good."

After applying the medicine, Ji Tong turned to the side and tidied up the cotton swabs and iodine on the coffee table.

The coffee table was also made of wood. Ji Tong casually pulled open the drawer underneath: "I keep the ointment in the drawer... Why is there another box of medicine in the drawer?"

Ji Tong picked it up and shook it. He glanced at the German on the bottle and guessed it was Gu Lin's. He studied it for a few moments and it seemed to be some kind of multivitamin tablet.

Ji Tong was about to open it when Gu Lin took it away.

"You've gotten the ointment on it, go take a shower," Gu Lin said.

"Ointment? Where?" Ji Tong looked down and noticed that there was indeed a red stain on her clothes. She ignored the box of vitamin pills and stood up from the sofa.

"I didn't bring any clothes," Ji Tong suddenly realized.

Gu Lin: "Go to the master bedroom and choose for yourself."

Ji Tong responded and turned to go into the bedroom.

Gu Lin sat on the sofa and waited until the person disappeared from sight before looking down at the box of vitamin pills.

With a cold expression, he got up and went to the kitchen, opened the medicine bottle, poured all the sleeping pills into the trash can, and replaced them with vitamin C capsules.

Ji Tong entered the master bedroom, opened the wardrobe and looked around. It was full of black, white and gray clothes. Ji Tong was too lazy to choose, so he simply turned around and took the pajamas that Gu Linwei was wearing.

—It was a set with the pajama pants that Gu Lin was wearing. Because Gu Lin needed to apply medicine to his back and he didn't like the feeling of the ointment sticking to his clothes, he only wore the pants, and the matching pajamas were left "unused".

After picking out her pajamas, Ji Tong grabbed a pair of new underwear that had just been delivered from the supermarket, washed and quickly dried, and went into the master bathroom.

After taking a shower and putting on Gu Lin's pajamas, Ji Tong tugged at the cuffs.

Ji Tong himself also found it strange.

Even though he and Gu Lin were only a few centimeters apart in height, which wasn't much, the difference in their physiques was still immediately noticeable when they stood together.

For example, Gu Lin's shoulders were a hand wider, his hands were half a knuckle longer, and his waist was one or two sizes larger.

Gu Lin wore loose-fitting pajamas, not to mention that they almost completely covered Ji Tong's quick-drying shorts.

—The quick-drying shorts were brought from home this morning and put in my backpack. Ji Tong originally planned to wear them to play badminton.

The quick-drying shorts were a bit too short, while the pajamas were a bit too long, so they just covered my entire body.

When he heard a noise behind him, Gu Lin was replying to a message. He turned around and saw Ji Tong walking out of his bedroom in his pajamas.

The scent of the same shower gel lingered faintly in the air, and Gu Lin's gaze lingered on his calves for a few seconds.

"Where are your pants?"

Ji Tong grabbed the hem of her pajamas with her right hand and lifted it up.

"I wore it, but the clothes were a bit long and covered it up."

Ji Tong's movement of lifting her clothes was too casual, and a section of her lower abdomen suddenly came into Gu Lin's view.

Perhaps because she had just taken a shower, her waist and abdomen were flushed pink from the steam.

Like plump peach flesh on a branch in June.

Gu Lin's expression darkened.

"Ji Tong".

"?"

"what?"

And then, for no apparent reason, they started calling him by his full name.

Gu Lin lowered his eyes and turned his face away.

"Your hair ends are wet, go blow-dry them."

Ji Tong didn't really want to go, but Gu Lin sounded unhappy, so she reluctantly went back to dry her hair. Then, halfway through, she remembered that Gu Lin hadn't dried his own hair and started asking him to.

Once her hair was completely dry, Ji Tong put away the hairdryer and turned around to confront Gu Lin. Just as she stepped out of the master bedroom, she noticed that the sofa footstool had been pulled out at some point.

Gu Lin was making the bed.

Ji Tong was stunned for a long time before she spoke, only after the sheets were made.

"Weren't we supposed to sleep in the master bedroom?"

"Um."

Ji Tong felt a slight sense of relief, then asked, "Then why are you making the bed?"

"I'm going to sleep."

"?"

Gu Lin was facing away from him, adjusting the position of the pillow. There were still bruises on his back. Ji Tong was already unhappy to see this, and when he heard that Gu Lin wanted to sleep here, he quickly walked over.

Ji Tong pulled Gu Lin's forearm back, and the two stood facing each other, their bright eyes staring straight at Gu Lin.

"Aren't you going to sleep in the master bedroom with me?"

Gu Lin's forehead throbbed violently.