"Ouch, be gentle!"
"It's already very light. Next time, you must stay by my side."
Are you trying to kill me by hitting me so hard?
"..."
Inside the hotel.
After returning, Shang Yan kept pressing his waist and saying it hurt.
That's right, he got a solid kick when he was ganged up on by the Hidden Mist Demons, and his right side is all bruised.
After Zhou Ping used iodine and cotton balls to re-bandage the wounds on Shang Yan's face, he noticed that Shang Yan's waist was covered in bruises and his brows were tightly furrowed.
He poured some medicated oil into his hand and then pressed it onto his bruised side.
"Bear with it, I'll rub these bruises away for you so they'll heal faster." Afraid that Shang Yan would move around in pain from the rubbing, Zhou Ping placed his other hand on Shang Yan's left side and held it tightly.
"Or maybe we should just wait for it to dissipate naturally... uh," Shang Yan gasped as the pain in his waist made him gasp. He reached out and pushed Zhou Ping, but couldn't budge him.
Zhou Ping's hand was gripping Shang Yan's left waist so tightly that Shang Yan struggled but couldn't manage it.
To avoid suffering this pain again, Shang Yan put his hand on Zhou Ping's shoulder and said sincerely, "I just remembered something. Actually, my Forbidden Ruins Rejuvenation can heal this wound, so it seems like there's no need to apply medicine."
Zhou Ping stared intently at his waist, gave a soft "hmm," and continued to rub the medicated oil into his skin.
The buff of rejuvenation of all things was applied to him, and the wounds on Shang Yan's face and the bruises on his body were healing at a rapid pace.
Ten minutes later, Shang Yan's injuries had healed completely.
Shang Yan was pinched on the soft flesh of his waist and didn't dare to speak. After groaning a few times, he felt something was wrong and kept his head down, not daring to look around.
His gaze fell on the hand resting on his waist, and Shang Yan noticed the fair skin beneath the fingers, where the bruises had faded. He took the hand in his own. "I'm all better..."
She grabbed Zhou Ping's hand haphazardly, blushing slightly as she tried to push his hand away.
"..." After his hand covered a hand that was thinner than his own, Zhou Ping seemed to suddenly wake up and quickly withdrew his hand.
His ears were also a little hot, and his speech was a little slurred, "Well... that's good."
"...Shall we wash up and go to bed?" Shang Yan flexed his wrists and stepped back as he stood up.
I don't know why, but I feel a bit of danger.
019 clearly sensed that the atmosphere between the two was a bit off, and it silently pulled out the dating encyclopedia that its friend 021 had given it: "Shangyan, have you ever been in a relationship?"
I'm just curious about Shang Yan's past life as an optimistic, abstract, and silly guy.
No, I originally thought that entering university would bring me sweet romance, but instead I choked to death on roast chicken.
"It's all because of my own fault." Shang Yan gets so angry every time he thinks about how he inexplicably made a fool of himself, especially in such an absurd way.
"Did you have someone you liked before?" 019 asked cryptically.
"No, I'm too abstract. They don't understand my abstract thinking." Shang Yan thought for a moment, and it was at this moment that he stopped in his tracks.
【...Do you like men?】, 019 thinks Shang Yan probably doesn't even know if he likes men or women, he's never liked anyone before!
If Shang Yan were to say that he likes women, wouldn't Zhou Ping, whose face is always red, explode?
As a system with both brains and emotional intelligence, 019 immediately realized that Shang Yan had definitely hooked up with someone.
Why is it that recruiting people to do tasks is like raising a child, and you also have to care about their love life?
Instead of responding obediently as usual, Shang Yan unusually asked, "Why are you asking this?"
[...ask him, I'm afraid things might get messy later.] Considering Shang Yan gave him a hundred yuan, 019 might be willing to help him.
What is liking someone? Is it like what I feel for Zhou Ping?
"If that's the case, then I like men." Shang Yan didn't understand 019's conflicted feelings; he simply and frankly admitted it.
In his eyes, liking something is not something difficult to express.
"Forget it, it's none of your business. Go take a shower." 019 felt like she was just worrying for no reason.
Shang Yan knew perfectly well what was going on.
This guy looks stupid, but he's very shrewd in everything he does. He's just a bit abstract when he's having an episode, but even then, he's very focused on messing with Zhou Ping.
There's nothing fishy going on here, 019 doesn't believe it.
"Why aren't you moving?" Zhou Ping handed over the new clothes he had washed earlier that afternoon. "These are clean, but yours are dirty. I'll wash them for you later."
"You go first, I'll wait for you." After saying this, Zhou Ping naturally touched Shang Yan's head and gently tugged at the tuft of hair on his head.
After Shang Yan took the clothes he handed over, she said somewhat awkwardly, "I'll wash them myself later, you don't need to worry about it."
Zhou Ping must be tired after running around all day.
“…I…I’ll wash you.” Seeing that Shang Yan refused him, Zhou Ping pursed his lips somewhat uneasily. “Did I just make you angry?”
He was a little distracted just now, and he kept holding Shang Yan's waist.
It seems that Shang Yan probably... doesn't like that.
Shang Yan turned to look at Zhou Ping with a puzzled expression, only to see the look of regret and self-reproach on his face.
No, what is he regretting and blaming himself for? He doesn't quite understand.
Is it because of the laundry incident?
Zhou Ping must be a little tired too. He can't always make Shang Yan wash his own clothes; he's not his servant.
Shang Yan: ...
A small head filled with big questions.
But seeing that Zhou Ping had already lowered his head to the ground, Shang Yan shook his head seriously, "I'm not angry. I just think you must be very tired, so you thought of washing yourself."
He explained very seriously, afraid that Zhou Ping, who took everything seriously, would misunderstand. Shang Yan even pointed to the blood splattered on his body, "You've been running all night, aren't you tired?"
"Not tired." He had only swung his sword a few times and was not injured. It was Shang Yan who was tired.
Seeing Zhou Ping shake his head sincerely, Shang Yan swallowed the words that were about to come out, and after a long while, he managed to say, "Then I'll trouble you?"
“Okay.” Hearing Shang Yan say this, Zhou Ping’s eyes lit up.
Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Shang Yan walked into the bathroom, taking hesitant steps. This time, he did remember to draw the curtain.
After entering the bathroom, Shang Yan unzipped his coat. [019, why was he looking at me like that? And is doing laundry such a good chore? Why did he insist on doing it?]
019 screamed and walked away, ["How could you take your clothes off in front of people?!"]
Shang Yan: ...?
He needs to take a shower...
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