"Oh well"
The little guy got down from the wooden board like a good baby, and Yang Feng cooperated by standing up. Seeing him struggling to get the quilt out, he couldn't help but step forward to lend a hand.
"What is this?" Yang Feng pointed to something under the quilt.
"Blanket and pillow," Xiaobao threw the quilt onto the wooden board. "How are you going to sleep without these?"
"I can sleep no matter what. I'm not that pretentious." Yang Feng said to himself, but he didn't even notice that his voice had become much calmer.
I have to admit that after laying down this thick quilt, Yang Feng felt much more comfortable sitting on it than before.
Xiaobao stepped back up, took out a cotton swab and alcohol, and softly reminded him, "Um... I'll disinfect the wound first. It might be a little painful, so you have to bear with it."
"I understand," Yang Feng said.
Then Xiaobao stood behind him and waited for several seconds. Seeing that the man had no intention of moving, he had to remind him again, "You have to take off your shirt, otherwise it will be inconvenient to apply the medicine."
Yang Feng tutted impatiently: "What a hassle!"
Despite what he said, he still took off his shirt. Xiao Bao was surprised to find that the relatively strong body in front of him was covered with various scars of different sizes.
"Do you... often fight with others?" Xiaobao asked carefully while applying the medicine. "You don't even treat your injuries?"
"Hmm," Yang Feng said calmly, "It's too troublesome to deal with, and no one cares, so why bother with it?"
"You have to take care of it for your own health," Xiaobao couldn't help but persuade.
"Little guy, let me ask you..."
"I'm not called a brat"
"Lu Yuchen, I..."
"Just call me Xiaobao."
Yang Feng was choked by him twice, and when he was on the verge of exploding, he accidentally poked his wound with a cotton swab, and he almost jumped up in pain.
He took a deep breath and said, "I'm not used to such intimate names. I'll call you Lu Xiaobao."
"Lu Xiaobao, let me ask you, after I left that day, did your brother tell you about my past?"
"Yes, I said it," Xiaobao replied.
"I guess they are all bad words?" Yang Feng asked.
"That's not my brother's fault." The little guy immediately sided with his brothers. "Who told you to do so many evil things in the past and scare us that day? You must mend your ways as soon as possible."
"Reform?" Yang Feng smiled sarcastically. "What is evil? What is good? People just believe what they see. As for the truth, who is willing to spend time to understand it?"
His words left Xiaobao confused for a moment. Before he could figure it out, Yang Feng asked again, "Lu Xiaobao, which brother do you like best?"
"I like them all. I like all of them the best."
After hearing this, Yang Feng was quiet for a while. After Xiao Bao had finished applying the medicine, he said with a bit of disappointment: "I like your second brother Lu Ziyi the most."
“But he doesn’t like me at all.”
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