Chapter 19
After Fu Lingxuan left, Shen Huaixin breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Shen Chumo who was slowly getting up from the ground. He wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve and coughed up some blood foam.
When young people are hot-blooded, they tend to act without thinking about the severity of the situation.
Shen Huaixin stood there, looking towards the cultural and sports center from time to time. After a while, Shen Chumo struggled to lean against the wall, relieved his strength, and took a breath.
“Sister Xin, what are you waiting for?” he asked, looking at Shen Huaixin’s absent-minded look.
“Actually, I’m waiting for tissues…”
Shen Huaixin refused to give up. She looked at the time. Ten minutes had passed since the incident. Maybe if she waited another five minutes, the heroine would be here.
The plot has been pushed to this point, and Shen Chumo is also injured and leaning against the wall, which is exactly the same as the plot in the book.
Shen Chumo touched his pocket: “I have it here.”
As he spoke, he took out a tissue and handed it to Shen Huaixin. Shen Huaixin simply snatched the whole bag and held it in her hand, waiting to hand it to her as soon as Su Zihan came.
Five minutes later.
Shen Chumo stood up with the help of the wall, his body swaying, and wanted to go to the cultural and sports center. Shen Huaixin suddenly remembered that according to the agreement in the communication, he had to rush to watch the cultural performance.
Su Zihan's.
Judging from the time, it may have started now.
"Why are you still going?" Shen Huaixin saw Shen Chumo was about to fall, so he hurriedly supported him, put his arm on his shoulder, and sighed, "Your first priority now is to go to the infirmary for a thorough checkup."
Shen Chumo smelled the perfume that the girl had sprayed on her body for the performance. It was rich and fragrant, like a blooming rose. His body stiffened for a moment and he pursed his lips.
Recalling the scene in the dream where she discovered that his body had repaired itself and called him a "monster", he shook his head and covered his sleeves tightly, preferring to die rather than let her see it.
"Why, do you think I want to molest you?" Shen Huaixin teased as he watched his actions.
She had indeed considered this issue. She couldn't let the school doctor get involved in the physical examination, otherwise his secret would be exposed. She had to do it herself. Although theoretically, she could just leave him alone, and maybe he would have recovered enough by the next day to be unnoticeable, but...
But he also needs healing, both physically and mentally.
She figured if Su Zihan wasn't coming at this time, she probably wouldn't be coming. After all, her image in the other person's mind wasn't trustworthy, so she figured Kuang was understandable. It was just a shame that a great opportunity to improve her impression was wasted.
She sighed and simply supported Shen Chumo and walked towards the infirmary.
Shen Chumo understood what she meant: “You… still have a performance.”
Shen Huaixin paused.
The songs she rehearsed so hard, the excitement of staying up all night, the makeup and costumes she carefully prepared, and the time she rescued someone from falling into the water... But that's not a question of whether it was worth it.
Firefighters suffered burns all over their bodies while rescuing firefighters, and mountaineering teams never returned after rescuing victims. Humans don't always make purely rational judgments, and she was no exception. Over time, it became increasingly difficult for her to view these vibrant, living characters from a purely outsider's perspective.
"It's just a school performance," Shen Huaixin continued to support him and pretended not to care. "But you, if you become disabled later, don't blame me."
Shen Chumo's mind automatically translated her words: The performance is not as important as you, the injury is on your body, and the pain is in my heart.
[Plot Deviation -3, Current Value 31. (Conclusion: A gradually stable small world, symbiotic with demons)]
Shen Huaixin was stunned. Why did it suddenly descend again? Could it be because he went to the infirmary? In any case, being able to descend is a blessing. It is getting closer and closer to the goal of protecting the small world.
When they arrived at the infirmary, they saw that the school doctor had also gone to the cultural and sports center, leaving only an empty office. They breathed a sigh of relief. Shen Huaixin asked him to sit facing her, and she sat in the school doctor's office chair.
“…”
The incandescent light on the office ceiling flickered, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.
Shen Huaixin noticed that the other party's eyes were always on him. He coughed a little unnaturally and made conversation: "You took on seven of them alone. Should I praise you as a reckless man or stupid?"
Shen Chumo's mind automatically translated: Brother, you are so brave.
He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, that feeling people often say, when they feel lost after being praised. He said modestly, "No, I just hit them on impulse..."
"Wait," Shen Huaixin suddenly grasped the key point, leaned forward, and looked directly into Shen Chumo's eyes, "You said you beat them? Who started it first?"
He said shamelessly: "Me."
Shen Huaixin gasped. It seemed the other party was acting in self-defense, or perhaps even excessive self-defense. She had thought it was a case of bullying, like in the original book. Come to think of it, Fu Lingxuan didn't seem to bother with them much, just letting them go. Furthermore, his character wasn't that of a bully; that characterization was more closely aligned with Shen Huaixin herself.
"The other side has a lot of people and is very powerful. Why are you provoking them for no reason?" Shen Huaixin couldn't figure it out. Shen Chumo shouldn't be the type to pick trouble.
“…” Shen Chumo paused and kept silent. “Nothing.”
Shen Huaixin stared at him, reading some clues from his slightly stiff expression. He had a good temper and was usually so tolerant of her various difficulties and insults. For him to be unable to bear it and take action, he must have suffered a great injustice.
Shen Huaixin’s expression was serious: “Shen Chumo, tell me, what did they scold you for?”
She also wants to learn.
"They were chatting and mentioned that there was a cultural performance today. They said Shen Huaixin's program must be terrible and there was no way she would win. They also said you were grandstanding. I interrupted them before they finished listening."
“…” Shen Huaixin was slightly stunned.
He fought with those people just because they said something bad about her? He was... defending her?
Shen Huaixin was moved. Thinking of her mission, bitterness surged in her chest, catching her off guard. Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, she cursed,
"Are you an idiot? I told you, I don't treat you as a brother. Don't forget, like I just said, you're just a dog of mine! I just pity you now and then, but you take it seriously? You fool!"
After she finished speaking, the infirmary was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. She didn't dare look at Shen Chumo and lowered her head involuntarily. Guilt, guilty conscience, embarrassment...all kinds of emotions swept over her, but after speaking it out, she felt an inexplicable sense of relief. As long as Shen Chumo saw her clearly, she wouldn't be hurt when she was betrayed in the future.
She could also... do it.
A few slender fingers placed on the side of her face and slowly lifted it up. Shen Huaixin raised her head following the force to meet the other party's judgment.
Shen Chumo tilted his head: "Woof."
Shen Huaixin opened her eyes wide, seeing a blush on his dirty cheeks, his eyes watery, with the clarity of a fawn and the innocence of a puppy. She couldn't help but burst out laughing. Why is it that the villain barks like a dog, but it's so cute?
[Chen Huaixin: Thunder King, is Shen Chumo's behavior normal? I'm not OOC, right?]
【System: Abnormal, not OOC. 】
[Chen Huaixin: Will he turn evil again in the future?]
【System: Yes.】
The vibration of the phone interrupted Shen Huaixin's thoughts. She answered a call from Qi Yi. She looked at Shen Chumo's injury, said a few words briefly, and then hung up the phone.
She didn't know whether Qi Yi had conveyed his words to Su Zihan, but... it didn't matter. Su Zihan didn't come, and he didn't come either, which meant that he didn't believe her either.
It was kind of funny that in the face of a crisis, she actually thought he was trustworthy, and her first reaction wasn't to call anyone else, but Qi Yi. Perhaps he was a reliable person in the original book, or perhaps she felt her relationship with him had improved over time. In short, she was just being too sentimental.
No matter what, we still have to give priority to the injured Shen Chumo. We can't leave him here alone.
And thinking about performing, she began to shrink back a little, her legs shaking, and she felt even more nervous than before facing a group of people. To use an inappropriate metaphor, it was like "homesickness", and she was even grateful that there was enough excuse to stay.
After she made her judgment, she took out the toilet paper given by Shen Chumo and wiped his face. After wiping off all the dirt and dust on it, when she was about to wipe it down, he used the same trick again, pinching his clothes to prevent her from seeing.
Now Shen Huaixin seemed to understand. Maybe he was afraid that she would discover the secret of her body's automatic recovery?
According to the character of the vicious female supporting role, if she found out, she would tell her parents. It would be better to pretend not to know. She pushed him inside, pulled the curtain, turned around and snorted.
"Who wants to look at you? You have a body like a boiled chicken, but it's not as good as Fu Lingxuan's."
In the original work, Fu Lingxuan's figure is recognized as good. He has been exercising since he was a child. He looks thin when dressed and has muscles when undressed. Even the heroine couldn't help but be attracted when she was forced to make love with him. After discovering this, he was even more generous. He held the heroine's hand and forced her to touch his abdominal muscles, counting how many muscles he had one by one.
Too envious… She meant it was too abominable.
Through the white curtain, Shen Chumo saw the girl's back. She was as thin as a piece of paper, looking fragile and fragile, but she stood in front of him again and again, fearlessly facing the wind and rain from the outside world.
She said that she had no affection for him, not from the beginning. He recalled carefully, and indeed Shen Huaixin had said this earlier.
...If it wasn't for the blood-thicker-than-water sisterly bond, why were you so nice to him?
Shen Chumo reached out and pinched the corner of his clothes, his heart itching with curiosity, as if being scratched by a cat. He wanted to know the answer, but he was at a loss and had no idea how to get it.
He took off his clothes, revealing his bruised and purple arm. He followed the example of a TV show, using a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to apply to the wound, disinfecting it bit by bit. A slight stinging sensation made him frown slightly, and then he saw the marks on his body slowly fading at a speed barely perceptible to the naked eye.
The nightmare came true, and he had a feeling that it was just as expected, as if he had already known it in his heart, but was just unwilling to face it like an ostrich.
What exactly is he…? Just like what Shen Huaixin had said in her dream, a monster? How would she view him in reality after finding out?
His heart stopped for a moment. He saw a faint black energy appear on his hand, gradually wrapping around his arm, repairing his wound faster. An inexplicable yet clear energy surged through his body. His chest trembled, and he desperately wanted to resist, but the more panicked he was, the stronger the energy became.
"How is it? Do you need help?" Shen Huaixin asked with his back to her when he saw that there was no movement. His tone was a little concerned, but his words were still sarcastic. "Look at you, you are so clumsy. You are so slow to apply iodine."
This sentence woke Shen Chumo up. He gritted his teeth and pinched his fingers into his arm. The blood vessels under the epidermis broke and overflowed. The pain forced him to calm down. He took a deep breath and tried his best to reply in a steady tone.
"It's okay, no need for help."
He closed his eyes tightly, silently repeating to himself, "This is all an illusion." When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the black energy had disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
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