When I woke up again, it was already daybreak.

The glaring sunlight was blocked by the thick curtains, but some light still shone into the room through the gaps in the fabric.

My weak hands and feet regained some strength, and my dizzy brain seemed to become clearer.

Shi Jin did not rush to get up. He remained lying flat to relieve his drowsiness.

When he woke up, he frowned and looked around the room.

In the dim light that filtered into the room through the curtains, tiny particles of dust were floating in the air.

There was still half a glass of water left over from last night on the bedside table, and two tablets were lying quietly next to the glass.

On the desk next to the windowsill, Xiao Hei, who had sneaked in at some point, was lying on the table, sleeping on his belly. His soft belly rose and fell, and there was an occasional regular snoring sound.

On the other side of the desk, a turtle slid down from the stone in the fish tank, its four paws paddling in the water, and the tiny sound of water echoed in the room.

Everything works fine.

Apart from--

Shi Jin turned his gaze to the right.

The tall man lay on the edge of the bed, his eyebrows and eyes, which were usually flamboyant, were closed, his black eyelashes were curled and long, and he was quietly restrained in the faint morning light that filtered through the thick curtains.

Maybe it was because he was used to being casual and relaxed in his daily life, even when the man was sleeping on his stomach, there was a sense of leisure in his movements, with his hands folded under his head, his long legs stretched out casually, the loose hair hanging in front of his forehead pressed down his eyelashes, and he was sleeping soundly.

Unexpectedly well-behaved.

Shi Jin lowered his eyes and watched quietly for a moment.

The strength in his hands and feet gradually returned to his body. He reached out and pressed his aching brow, then supported himself on the edge of the bed and sat up.

The man lying on the edge of the bed seemed to be disturbed by the noise. He moved his head and buried his face in his arms again.

Xiao Hei, who was sleeping soundly on the desk not far away, also turned over, scratched his face with his two furry paws, and fell asleep again.

The corners of Shi Jin's lips curved slightly, and the expression in his eyes softened slightly.

He threw back the covers, got up and went into the bathroom.

The transparent mirror reflected the pale face of the person in the mirror, and the light-colored lips revealed a sense of weakness and illness.

Shi Jin pursed her lips and scooped up some water to wash her face.

The clear water washed away the morning sleepiness and the fatigue on his face.

The dry lips were stained with water droplets, regaining their light and lustrous color.

Shi Jin took out a tissue from the side and wiped his hands. His eyes inadvertently passed over the mirror and paused.

Reaching out and touching the unbuttoned button on the collar of his pajamas, a hint of doubt flashed across Shi Jin's eyes.

Did he... unbutton his shirt last night?

After thinking it over in vain, Shi Jin pursed his lips.

The black buttons were unbuttoned one by one, revealing the young man's chest wrapped in gauze.

The person in the mirror slightly turned sideways, revealing the gauze stained with red plum blossoms on her back.

Shi Jin lowered his eyes and calmly untied the gauze one circle at a time.

Maybe it was because I bumped into the wall several times last night, and the wound on my back that had just healed was torn open again. Fortunately, the gauze was wrapped thickly, so it didn't overflow from my pajamas.

When the last layer of gauze was removed, dried blood stuck to the wound and the gauze. As it was pulled, bright red blood gushed out of the wound again.

Shi Jin calmly removed the gauze, revealing the deep wound on his back.

The wound was about a palm long, with flesh and blood exposed, and it was obvious that the injury was serious.

In fact, the injury was indeed serious.

The injury was caused when he went out to buy books a few days ago.

I was cut by a folding military knife and was covered in blood. I also lost the books I bought.

Shi Jin frowned and looked at the wound stained with sweat, then turned on the shower head and let the warm water pour down.

The warm water washed over his body, dispersing the blood on his wounds. The clear water diluted the bright-colored blood, and when it fell to the ground, it turned into a light pink.

The sticky sweat on his body was washed away, and Shi Jin's frowned brows relaxed slightly.

The hot water washed over the wound, causing a stinging pain at first, but it became numb after getting used to it. Shi Jin quickly washed off the sweat from his body and turned off the shower.

It was then that he realized that he seemed to have forgotten to bring a change of pajamas.

If there was no one at home, he could just go back to his room, but at this moment, not only was there someone at home, but that person was also in his room.

Wear your changed clothes?

Shi Jin glanced at the pajamas placed in the sink.

Not to mention that the pajamas have been soaked with last night's sweat, at least now, they have been soaked by the water spilled from the shower head just now, and there is no way to wear them anymore.

Unless he wants to wear wet ones.

——The answer is obviously no.

While I was thinking, I heard footsteps approaching outside the door.

The footsteps stopped at the bathroom door, and the one-way frosted glass reflected the tall figure of the person.

“Thump, thump—”

There was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Shi Jin? Are you in there?"

Shi Jin responded, “Yes.”

The person outside the door seemed relieved: "Don't take too long in the shower."

The figure printed on the frosted glass became smaller and seemed to be walking away.

"etc."

The figure on the glass door stopped: "What's wrong?"

Shi Jin pursed her lips: "Can you... help me get my nightgown?"

The figure outside the door paused slightly, and Shi Jin inexplicably heard some stuttering in his words.

"Okay, okay."

Two minutes later, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

A loose black nightgown was passed in through the half-open door.

Shi Jin reached out and took it.

Before putting on his robe, he glanced behind him.

The wound on the back was no longer bleeding, but the flying flesh and blood looked a bit unsightly.

Shi Jin frowned slightly and put on his nightgown.

When I went out, Yu Ci was not in the room.

The injury was on the back, and it was inconvenient for Shi Jin to apply medicine, so he just wrapped the wound again with gauze.

Xiao Hei was finally awakened by the noise. He stretched lazily, jumped from the table to Shi Jin's side, and meowed softly.

Shi Jin reached out and touched its head, then opened the door and went out.

There was no one in the living room either, but there was some noise coming from the kitchen.

Shi Jin followed the sound and found someone in the kitchen.

The tall man was wearing an apron that he got from somewhere, holding a long spoon in his hand, and staring at the bubbling pot with a focused expression.

Hearing the noise behind him, the man turned around.

The kitchen window was open, and the morning breeze blew through the window sill and into the kitchen, bringing with it the chirping of birds outside the window.

The wind blowing past the window sill pushed aside a few strands of hair on the man's forehead, revealing a flamboyant yet sharp face, with unrestrained eyebrows and eyes, and sharp corners of the lips - provided that you don't look at the pair of ears that are gradually turning red in front of him.

Shi Jin's gaze was fixed on the pair of red ears, and a hint of confusion flashed across his light-colored eyes.

Is this weather hot?

Yu Ci reacted quickly.

He put the spoon down and turned off the fire on the stove. Then he turned to Shi Jin, but for some reason his eyes were hesitant and he didn't look at anyone: "Are you done washing?"

As soon as he said this, Yu Ci wanted to slap himself in the face.

What kind of nonsense is he talking about.

really,

Shi Jin paused for two seconds before nodding: "Okay."

Xiao Hei walked around the kitchen with his noble little steps. When his bright yellow eyes didn't find anything delicious in the kitchen, he flicked his tail and went out again.

Shi Jin's eyes curved slightly, and his eyes, tinged with a hint of smile, followed the small black figure.

It was not until the swaying black tail disappeared at the kitchen door that he looked up, only to be met with a pair of pitch-black eyes.

Like stars shining in the night sky, like whirlpools swirling in the universe.

Even when he sat at the dining table, those dark eyes still remained in his mind.

“Ding——”

The round base of the porcelain bowl made a slight sound when it touched the marble tabletop.

Shi Jin raised his eyes.

Yu Ci let go of the hand holding the bowl and sat down opposite him: "Breakfast."

The jade-white porcelain bowl is filled with porridge with a faint rice aroma. The white glutinous rice grains are cooked until they bloom, and the emerald green vegetable leaves are coated with the sticky porridge water. It is light but not bland.

Shi Jin looked at Yu Ci, a hint of surprise flashing in his light amber eyes: "You can cook?"

Yu Ci touched his nose, thinking of the fried egg he had just thrown away, and felt a little guilty: "Just a little bit."

As if he was afraid that Shi Jin would continue to ask, he pushed the porcelain bowl and said, "Let's try it."

The porcelain spoon was filled with soft porridge, the light-colored lips were stained with heat and turned a light pink, and the thin jaw moved slightly with the swallowing action.

Yu Ci's gaze unconsciously followed the jaw downwards.

The collar of the black nightgown was not buttoned neatly like before. There was a small V-shaped arc at the front of the collar, revealing the owner's slender neck.

Yu Ci's gaze slid down the snow-white neck, and finally stopped at the slightly rising and falling Adam's apple.

Adam's apple...

He propped his chin up, his eyes thoughtful.

He had indeed heard that some girls were born with obvious bone structure, which resulted in a Adam's apple-like shape on their necks. Plus, the piece of cloth wrapped around the chest that he saw last night...

Yu Ci's eyes flickered slightly, and his earlobe, which had just cooled down, began to heat up again.

“It’s delicious.”

Yu Ci came back to his senses: "Hmm?"

The soft and sticky texture of the porridge still remained in her mouth. Shi Jin pursed her lips and looked at Yu Ci. Her usually cold eyes melted slightly: "It's delicious."

Yu Ci felt that his heart was bubbling like a hot spring. He tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that kept rising and pretended to be indifferent: "It's okay."

Seeing that he didn't move, Shi Jin reached out and served him a bowl.

The cold white wrist holds the jade-white porcelain bowl, and the sticky porridge water is clear and soft white.

At first glance, it is hard to tell whether the wrist is whiter or the jade is whiter.

Shi Jin leaned forward slightly and put down the bowl of porridge.

As he moved, a light scent mixed with the aroma of shower gel enveloped Yu Ci.

They are very close.

Shi Jin's hair had grown a little long, and the strands of hair that blocked his vision were brushed to one side, revealing the bright red cinnabar mole on his forehead.

Her skin, which had not seen the sun for many years, was as cold as jade, and was infected with illness due to yesterday's illness. Under the jet-black hair and eyelashes, her cold white face looked even more delicate and beautiful.

The lips, stained with a moist sheen by the porridge water, were the only bright colors on her face.

Yu Ci's eyes were attracted by the moist light-colored lips. His Adam's apple rolled twice and he leaned forward unconsciously.