"Do you want to play with the kitten?"
Shu Bai crossed his arms, raised his chin, and said, "Fine. Since you begged me."
"Hey, when did I ask you for anything?"
"Then why were your eyes twitching just now? Were you sending a telegram?"
"...Hey buddy, you're going to lose your best friend by talking like that."
"You're not my best friend."
"Oh. Then what am I to you?" Li Yuheng's lips slowly curled up.
“You are mine—” Shu Bai deliberately gasped for breath.
"What is it? Tell me!" Li Yuheng urged impatiently.
"Troublemaker."
"..."
Li Yuheng stopped talking, lowered his head and muttered to himself, as if reciting some kind of incantation.
"...When you can forgive someone, then punish them...When you can forgive someone, then punish them..."
"Li Yuheng, what nonsense are you spouting?"
Li Yuheng lunged forward, his fingertips aimed straight at Shu Bai's waist.
"Scratch someone when you can be lenient!"
Shu Bai sprang up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her voice cracking: "Damn it! Li Yuheng! Are you crazy?!"
Li Yuheng's fingertip hovered in mid-air, and he shook it triumphantly: "Oh my, ticklish? Shu Bai, you're ticklish?!"
He pressed closer, his five fingers spread as if to scratch.
"Come here, let your husband check where you're most ticklish—"
Shu Bai was cornered by him, and when she caught a glimpse of Li Yuheng's grinning face, her anger flared up. Suddenly, she reached out and touched his waist: "You think you're the only one who can do that?"
Li Yuheng paused, looked down at his pale hands, then looked up again, his face full of innocence: "Hmm? What's wrong?"
Shu Bai, not believing in superstition, scratched it a couple more times.
Li Yuheng didn't even raise an eyebrow, but instead straightened his back: "Put some effort into it, didn't you eat?"
"..." Shu Bai withdrew his hand, expressionless. "You really aren't a normal person."
“Wrong!” Li Yuheng stood with his hands behind his back and his chin slightly raised. “He is a perfect male protagonist, so naturally he doesn’t have the weakness that only mortals have, such as being ticklish.”
Shu Bai looked enlightened. "I see. It seems your weakness is your shamelessness."
Li Yuheng's expression went blank: "...What do you mean?"
“What I mean is,” Shu Bai raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping across his cheek, “that your skin is so thick that the signal can’t even get through. The itchy signal from your nerve endings gets stuck halfway through and can’t go any further.”
Li Yuheng: "..."
He really controlled the absurdity.
Shu Bai leaned against the edge of the table, the candlelight flickering in his slightly upturned eyes, reflecting a blatant arrogance: "What, Crown Prince Li, are you unhappy with me?"
Li Yuheng stared at Shu Bai, then suddenly grinned.
He snapped his fingers. "I was just enjoying watching you too much."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed the bronze candlestick on the table and flipped his wrist.
The candlelight traced a golden-red arc in the air before landing precisely in the bronze water vessel in the corner.
Darkness completely enveloped everything.
Shu Bai tensed his muscles the moment he lost his sight: "You..."
A chill suddenly approached.
Li Yuheng's voice rang close to his ear, tinged with breathiness: "When I'm annoyed with you—"
A cool fingertip lightly touched his brow.
"Usually, you just start doing it directly."
The finger slid down the bridge of his nose, across the peak of his lips, and finally pressed lightly on his chin.
Shu Bai felt a tightness in his chest.
In the darkness, other senses are amplified infinitely.
The cold fragrance emanating from Li Yuheng became extremely aggressive, clinging to him.
"For example, right now, I want to get my hands on your cat skin and rip it all off."
Shu Bai grabbed his wrist with her other hand, her voice cold and hard: "You can try."
"Try what? Try it and you'll die?"
Li Yuheng let him hold her, while he flipped his other hand down.
The moment the sparse white elbow strike began, it was stopped in time.
"Don't move." Li Yuheng sighed. "I'm just touching it to see if the scraped area from last night is completely healed."
"...It's all better now."
"Let me see."
"It's pitch black, how can you see ghosts?"
“What a coincidence,” Li Yuheng said matter-of-factly, “I am the ghost.”
A glimmer of light gathered at his fingertips, illuminating a small patch of skin on his pale ankle.
Indeed, only a faint pinkish trace remains.
Shu Bai squinted: "Showing off that you can glow?"
“I’ll feel bad if you show it off.” Li Yuheng blew on the mark. “How about we don’t wear this anymore?”
"……what ever."
The fire went out.
Li Yuheng suddenly exerted force, pinning the person against the edge of the table.
“Sparse and white”.
"explain."
Did you secretly breathe a sigh of relief just now?
"Stubborn to the end?" Li Yuheng chuckled. "Fine, then I'll check somewhere else—"
…
Shu Bai suddenly stopped moving.
“Li Yuheng”.
"Um?"
Are you sure you want to stay here?
His voice was calm, yet it made Li Yuheng stop in his tracks.
"What?" Li Yuheng raised an eyebrow. "Isn't this place exciting enough?"
"Exciting." Shu Bai looked up. "So could you explain first—"
Why do you have a pair of scissors clipped to your waistband?
Li Yuheng: "..."
The air condensed.
A few seconds later, Li Yuheng chuckled dryly: "Would you believe me if I said it was for self-defense?"
He had kicked the scissors under the bed that day, but after thinking it over, he still felt uneasy.
So, while Shu Bai was taking a shower, he secretly took it out and put it in his pocket.
He had originally planned to just throw him into the pond, but he couldn't bear to give up the opportunity to tease Shu Bai while he was bathing, so...
My dad always said that important things are safest when kept close to your body.
Now it seems that this statement is completely wrong.
Shu Bai sneered and reached out to touch the scissors.
The moment his fingertips touched her, Li Yuheng suddenly used his waist and abdomen to roll to the side.
"Splash!"
The two of them tumbled onto the soft couch by the window.
The small table on the couch was overturned, and the chessboard was overturned.
Black and white jade pieces fell with a crackling sound.
Li Yuheng hurriedly pushed open the window, grabbed a pair of scissors, and threw them out the window.
"Go on."
The scissors drew a silver arc in the air before falling with a plop into the lotus pond.
He slammed the window shut, turned around, and opened his arms: "It's gone now."
Shu Bai looked at the ripples with a complicated expression.
Why did you throw it away?
Out of sight, out of mind.
"That's silver-plated gold."
"...Why didn't you say so sooner?!"
Li Yuheng clung to the window frame, heartbroken: "What a waste! I'll get it back right now!"
Shu Bai grabbed him by the back of his collar.
"What are you trying to catch?" Shu Bai said coolly. "Let it stay at the bottom of the water with the turtle, it'll keep you company."
"..."
Li Yuheng closed the window frame with his hand behind his back.
The last glimmer of light in the room was completely shut out.
“Shu Bai, now,” he turned around, his shadow completely enveloping Shu Bai, “I’m really starting to dislike you.”
Shu Bai's back pressed against the cool wall: "...So?"
“So,” Li Yuheng leaned closer, his breath brushing against his ear, “it’s your turn to watch me enjoy myself.”
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