but……
Si Jin felt unwell, and she frowned.
Zhong Linyuan couldn't stand Jinjin's frown.
My heart aches terribly whenever Jinjin is in any trouble.
The kind of pain that makes it hard to breathe.
So, without saying a word, he picked up his lover and took her to the bathroom.
She carefully placed Si Jin into the bathtub and gently wiped him down.
His eyes were gentle, truly without a trace of impurity.
That little beast really knows how to read people's expressions.
Si Jin didn't call Xiao Yao out.
Perhaps it was because they dared not make a sound.
Of all the dimensions he's been through, this seems to be the most tiring he's ever been.
I was too tired to let the little tiger out of the dark room.
After giving Si Jin a bath, Zhong Linyuan carefully carried him out.
He let him lean on the sofa for a while, then went to change the sheets and blankets to be clean before putting his brother back in bed.
He carefully tucked Si Jin in and tiptoed out the door.
It took forty minutes to cook the porridge.
When she carried the porridge back to the room, Si Jin was already asleep.
Zhong Linyuan lowered his head, kissed his lover awake, and said gently, "Brother, finish your drink before you sleep, or your throat will hurt."
Si Jin lazily raised her eyelids, finding it somewhat amusing: "Does your throat hurt even without making a sound?"
"Actually... there is... there is a sound."
Zhong Linyuan still blushed easily: "It's just that Brother Jin was holding back too hard, so he...didn't notice."
"No...otherwise, your voice wouldn't be hoarse."
Si Jin: ...
Should he praise Zhong Linyuan for being honest or scold him for not knowing how to speak?
I'm just as speechless as when I asked him if he was good enough to be the bottom.
Si Jin released Xiao Yao and blocked the pain.
After finishing the porridge, I didn't plan to go to sleep.
I got out of bed and started getting dressed.
Zhong Linyuan grabbed a corner of his clothes, raised his innocent big eyes, and awkwardly pleaded, "Brother, where are you going?"
Si Jin stood in front of the full-length mirror tidying up as if nothing had happened: "Let's go to the hospital to express our condolences to Wen Yuexi. Do you want to come along?"
Zhong Linyuan quietly looked at Si Jin, thinking: Wasn't she unable to get out of bed this morning? How come she's suddenly fine after drinking a bowl of porridge?
He's just...awful...
"Why aren't you answering?" Si Jin turned his head, his charming eyes noticing the boy's keen mind.
He looked down, patted Zhong Linyuan on the shoulder, and added rather unkindly, "It's okay, Ayuan is still young, it's normal to be a little awkward."
"If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me."
He suddenly leaned close to Zhong Linyuan's ear and gently bit his earlobe, saying, "I don't mind demonstrating it myself."
The voice actor lowered his voice to a deep, husky tone, creating a distinctly dominant, assertive voice: "Baby."
Zhong Linyuan's heart, which had just calmed down, began to pound wildly again.
Seeing the sparks gradually ignite in the boy's clear eyes, Si Jin's mischievousness was finally satisfied.
He ruthlessly pushed away Xiao Zhong, who was tugging at his clothes, stood up straight, loosened his tie, and said, "I'll be back tonight."
Si Jin left without looking at the gradually changing expression on the boy's face behind her.
After a long while, Zhong Linyuan obediently nodded, fiddling with the basement key in his hand.
I'm struggling with how to treat my brother.
… …
Hospital.
Si Jin deliberately drove there in a grand manner, attracting reporters and paparazzi to gather around and take pictures.
Great, that's exactly the effect he wanted.
He held a bunch of daffodils in his hand and, with elegant steps, gently opened Wen Yuexi's door.
She placed the flowers by Wen Yuexi's bedside and asked with a smile, "Are you feeling better?"
Wen Yuexi stared blankly, not uttering a word.
Si Jin stood beside him, initially thinking he was about to unleash some amazing move.
Suddenly, he saw Wen Yuexi tugging at his sleeve.
Looking up, her eyes were filled with affection and admiration.
"The doctor said I have excessive post-traumatic stress. I don't remember much about the past, but I have a vague impression that you saved me."
Wen Yuexi's face flushed slightly. She took a deep breath before cautiously asking, "Perhaps, sir, may I know your name?"
Si Jin: ...
He didn't do anything, so why do I suddenly feel like I'm stealing the white moonlight from that scumbag guy?
He politely stepped back, about to refuse, when the ward doors opened again.
Mu Beichen rushed in anxiously: "Xixi, I came to see you as soon as my detention observation ended, you..."
Seeing Wen Yuexi's hand clutching Si Jin's clothes, Mu Beichen was struck dumb, as if by lightning.
At the same time, a wicked smile curled up at the corner of Si Jin's lips.
interesting.
This is going to be fun.
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