Chapter 7: Possessiveness is so cute, I want to taste him...
Lu Tinghe was stunned for a second, then he showed a gentleman's smile, gently put his arm around Shi Shang's shoulders, and supported his waist with his other hand to prevent him from falling.
He pulled Shi Shang into his arms and whispered to everyone, "It's okay, his life is not in danger, but just in case, he still needs to be sent to the infirmary for examination."
The food's chest was broad and warm, and it was slightly moving as the voice spoke. Shi Shang closed her eyes contentedly, and like a small animal that felt safe, she rubbed against it and took a deep breath.
Soft and fragrant.
Shi Shang's hair was damp, and the piece of fabric on Lu Tinghe's chest was quickly wetted, leaving a small water mark.
One of the team members noticed it with sharp eyes and pretended to turn around to get a towel, "Brother He, I'll go get a towel."
"It's okay," Lu Tinghe stopped him and smiled, "It's okay."
He turned to the stunned Lin Zhuoran across from him and said gently, "To prevent him from getting hypothermia, can you find a blanket?"
"Oh oh oh okay, I'll go right away." Lin Zhuoran came back to his senses from the shock and quickly stood up.
Soon, Wu Fangyue rushed over from the locker room. After learning about the situation at the swimming pool, he glanced at the sleeping person in Lu Tinghe's arms and asked meaningfully, "Your roommate?"
Lu Tinghe lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms: "Yeah."
"Okay, okay, then I'll leave him to you."
Wu Fangyue waved his hand and dismissed the onlookers. "It's all right, go away. Don't just stand there. Do you still want to train?"
"Did you eat up all that first aid class? You don't even know anything, how dare you stand here and watch? Go away!"
Even though the swim team was reluctant to leave, they slowly dispersed and headed towards the pool. Some of them kept looking back even after they had walked quite a distance, their eyes glued to Shi Shang.
Lu Tinghe adjusted his sitting position, and his tall body completely blocked the thin figure in his arms, so they could not see anything.
Shi Shang closed her eyes and fell asleep. Her previously furrowed brows relaxed, her long eyelashes drooped, covering her beautiful eyelids, and her hands hung naturally in front of her.
His swimsuit was a one-piece style, with all his limbs wrapped in the clothes, leaving only half of his fair neck exposed. The thin skin was soaked with water, making it look almost transparent.
As time went by, more water stains appeared on the clothes, but Lu Tinghe didn't even frown.
He scratched the tip of Shi Shang's small nose with his finger and chuckled softly, "How pitiful."
"Senior, the blanket is here!" Lin Zhuoran found the blanket and ran back quickly. He didn't even stop to catch his breath and hurriedly handed the blanket to Lu Tinghe.
Lu Tinghe took the blanket and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Shi Shang was sleeping in a daze, and felt his body suddenly rise into the air, and then be wrapped by something soft.
Then, a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist and knees, carrying him off the stool.
He fell into an unusually warm and strong embrace. The body temperature of the person holding him was so hot that it was transmitted to his body through the thin layer of cloth.
As if in a dream, a reassuring atmosphere lingered around her all the time. Shi Shang sighed happily, and put her hand on the chest muscles of the person in front of her, poking them tentatively.
Well, it’s very hard and great, it’s indeed SSS-level food.
Shi Shang was half asleep and half awake, allowing himself to indulge in this embrace. After an unknown amount of time, he was placed on a soft and comfortable surface.
Along with it, the scent of lily of the valley also left with him.
No, he doesn't allow it.
Shi Shang rarely got angry, so she reached out and grabbed the person in front of her.
The slender fingers grasped the young man's palm, tightening little by little, until the smooth and delicate palm was completely placed in his palm.
Lin Zhuoran followed Lu Tinghe into the infirmary. When he saw this scene, he was so frightened that his heart stopped beating.
Shang Shang, I didn’t expect that although you look soft and cute on the surface, you are actually so brave!
Before he started to apologize frantically, Lu Tinghe in front of him smiled helplessly.
He shook Shi Shang's hand back, sat on the stool next to her as if nothing had happened, and once again indulged the patient's request with good temper.
Seeing Lin Zhuoran, who was as shocked as a statue, he said considerately, "If you continue to wear wet clothes, you will easily catch a cold. Go change first and bring his clothes. I'll wait for the doctor here."
The door to the infirmary was unlocked, but the doctor wasn't in. They called the emergency number and were told the doctor on duty wouldn't arrive for another 20 minutes.
"Oh, okay. I'll go right away. Thank you for your help, senior." Lin Zhuoran nodded blankly. He didn't have time to think about it. He glanced at Shi Shang lying on the hospital bed worriedly, and hurried away to get his clothes.
There was no one else in the lounge, only the soft whirring of the air conditioner.
Shi Shang lay on the bed, sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, even the trembling of her eyelashes was very light.
The wet hair stuck to his temples, and the water droplets gathered at the ends of his hair dripped down, quickly soaking the towel on the pillow.
Lu Tinghe used his free hand to push the wet hair behind Shi Shang's ear.
Then she opened the bedside table, took out a clean towel, and slowly wiped the ends of his dripping hair.
The person on the bed was still sleeping quietly, breathing shallowly, unconscious, like a lifeless doll.
The pure black and clear pupils were covered, and all the emotions inside them disappeared.
Whether it was fear, resistance, absent-mindedness, unconscious avoidance, guilt and panic when lying, or like and gratitude, there was none.
Lu Tinghe lowered his eyes and looked at him, and suddenly his gentle expression faded, as if his soul had been stripped away, leaving only an expressionless body, without any sadness or joy.
If he hadn't been wiping his hands, he would have looked like a cold jade sculpture.
Maintaining his outward appearance became muscle memory. He practiced smiling in front of the mirror hundreds of times, imprinting the arc of his muscles on his mind so that he could give the most perfect and natural response without even thinking.
Most of the people around me are extremely stupid and unaware of their stupidity. They appear to be bright and cheerful on the surface, but the desires in their eyes are obvious.
He can get what everyone wants without any effort.
Education, fame, family, a good and stable external image, company profitability, loyal subordinates...
Life is dull, stagnant and extremely boring.
Until one day, a simple little rabbit suddenly broke in. It was pretty and timid. Even though he had done nothing, it was terrified and wanted to hide.
Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were hidden by her hair, and even her greetings were timid and thin.
"Hello, senior. I just moved here today. My name is Shi Shang."
Shi Shang, Shi Shang.
The poor little rabbit trembled instinctively and mustered up the courage to smile at him stiffly, almost writing fear and resistance on his face.
Lu Tinghe felt his teeth itching and his blood boiling. For the first time in his life, he felt the desire to "want" and "possess".
So cute, I want to taste him...
The young man curled his lips into a smile, and in the depths of his calm eyes, an indescribable strong emotion suddenly flashed across his face.
The extremely aggressive gaze lingered on Shi Shang for a long time, with a faint dark fire in the bottom of his eyes. The tongues of fire casually slid across Shi Shang's face, leaving behind a tangible burning mark.
Even the young boy who was still dreaming noticed it. He shrank his neck sensitively and reflexively pulled back his little hand wrapped in the broad palm.
He struggled with his wrist, trying several times, but it felt like it was clamped in a pair of pliers and he couldn't pull it free. He gave up and obediently withdrew his strength, his consciousness sinking deeper into the dream.
Lu Tinghe cast his gaze on their intertwined hands and gently stroked them with his fingertips.
With a half-smile, he said, "You put it up yourself, why are you hiding?"
The wind started to blow, and the curtains in the lounge were swollen. The two people by the window were motionless, like a still oil painting.
After a while, there were two knocks on the door from outside, and then it was pushed open.
The doctor on duty opened the door, glanced inside, coughed twice, and asked, "Student, is your friend injured?"
The work in the physical education clinic has always been slow. The doctor stayed up late watching TV series last night and wanted to take a break this afternoon, but he received an emergency call and had to rush over from the staff dormitory.
Being discovered by students that he had skipped class, he couldn't help feeling guilty when he spoke.
Lu Tinghe smiled slightly: "It's not a big deal. My friend is lucky. Doctor Chen came 20 minutes late, so there's no problem."
"But this person can't rely on luck every time."
He smiled meaningfully and said, "Doctor Chen, isn't that right?"
Doctor Chen understood his implication and felt a chill on his back. The person in front of him was clearly still a student, but he inexplicably had the illusion that he was meeting a leader.
He thought it was just dazzle, pushed up his glasses that kept sliding down his nose due to sweat, chuckled dryly and walked closer, "Yes, yes, this classmate is right."
Lu Tinghe stood up slowly and stood aside, giving his seat to the doctor, but he did not let go of Shi Shang's hand.
Dr. Chen glanced at them and understood. They were a couple, no wonder they were worried.
The gaze behind him was extremely sharp, and Doctor Chen felt uneasy. He was extremely alert and examined Shi Shang carefully.
After confirming that everything was alright, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, rubbed his hands, and said truthfully, "It's nothing serious. The patient probably fell asleep because of a leg cramp and drowning. He was frightened and exerted too much energy, so his body needed to rest."
"You young people have a good foundation. Take good care of yourself these few days, avoid strenuous exercise, and eat a light diet. You will recover in a week."
"By the way," Doctor Chen added, "if you have spare clothes, you should change him into one. His resistance is weak right now, and he's more likely to catch a cold if he doesn't change his clothes."
Lu Tinghe: "Thank you, doctor."
"Of course I should. I'll go get the prescription." Doctor Chen smiled awkwardly and quickly slipped away from the bed.
During the doctor's examination, Lin Zhuoran had already changed his clothes and returned.
He held Shi Shang's clothes and looked at Lu Tinghe with gratitude and embarrassment: "Senior Lu, thank you so much this time. Let me accompany Shang Shang from now on..."
He glanced at Lu Tinghe's horribly wet shirt and quickly added, "Senior Lu, your shirt is wet too. Go back and change into another one, or you'll catch a cold. I'll tell Shang Shang when she wakes up."
"Okay." Lu Tinghe smiled and slowly pulled his hand out.
But Shi Shang, who was sleeping, refused to do so. She frowned and reached out her hand again, stubbornly pulling Lu Tinghe's sleeve, unwilling to let go.
The food wanted to go, but he wouldn't allow it.
Lin Zhuoran covered his mouth and exclaimed: "Shang Shang——"
I know you like this one, but now is really not the time!
Lu Tinghe laughed in his heart.
He lowered his eyelashes, completely covering the darkness in his eyes.
Little liar.
This straightforward attempt to keep him was completely different from the way she stole his shirt last night and tried her best to hide it.
Lu Tinghe broke free from Shi Shang's hand, unbuttoned his clothes, took off the half-wet clothes, spread them out, and covered Shi Shang's quilt with them.
With a gentle expression and a magnetic voice, he teased, "Can you let me go now?"
Lin Zhuoran was so shocked that he was speechless. His eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, and there was only admiration for his friend in his eyes.
The smell of food wove an impenetrable net in front of him, and the light fragrance of lily of the valley permeated his heart. Shi Shang grabbed the clothes, rubbed them, and finally felt reluctantly satisfied.
He withdrew his hand, leaned back on the soft pillow, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
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