The room was very quiet and the clock on the wall was still working normally.
The second hand was moving tirelessly, ticking, and there was no sign of it stopping.
Hearing Cheng Zhi's words, Song Baiyi was stunned for a moment.
He leaned against the door frame and raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him.
Song Baiyi had only turned on half of the light in the room, so the light was a little dim, but it was enough for him to see Cheng Zhi's face clearly.
The light shone on Cheng Zhi's hair, giving his black hair a circle of light warm yellow.
The black hair that originally looked well-behaved added a bit of gentleness, making it look even more well-behaved. But at this moment, compared with the black hair, the eyes seemed not so honest.
Cheng Zhi looked at Song Baiyi with tears in his eyes, wet and tender, as if he was acting coquettishly.
There was a hint of caution in his eyes.
Perhaps because the heat from running had not yet dissipated completely, Cheng Zhi's face was still a little unnaturally pink. His lips were slightly parted and he was still breathing slightly.
The small mole on the corner of Cheng Zhibai's mouth was trembling slightly with his breathing.
When the restless little black mole entered Song Baiyi's field of vision, it seemed particularly attractive.
Cheng Zhizheng was holding onto the edge of his shirt, not letting go. His white knuckles were still slightly pink.
Song Baiyi closed his eyes, but the beautiful pink color was still lingering in his mind and would not go away.
The next second, Song Baiyi felt the corner of his clothes being pulled lightly. The fabric of his clothes was rubbing against his skin slightly in accordance with Cheng Zhi's movements.
He felt his heart being gently tickled by Cheng Zhi, and it felt a little itchy.
Seeing that Song Baiyi was looking down at him, Cheng Zhi, who had not waited for Song Baiyi's response for a long time, turned his wrist and slightly increased the strength of his grip on his clothes.
After a while, Cheng Zhi tentatively asked Song Baiyi the same question again.
"Teacher Song...is it okay?"
Cheng Zhi offered to stay for two reasons. One was that although Song Baiyi only suffered minor injuries, he still felt that it was indirectly caused by him.
Song Baiyi's injured finger was difficult to operate with one hand. Cheng Zhi felt that he should be responsible for helping Song Baiyi deal with the wound.
Another reason was that he wanted to stay and discuss with Song Baiyi how to deal with Fang Qiao's matter.
After listening to the recording that Cheng Li gave him, Cheng Zhi inexplicably felt a little uneasy.
Although Cheng Li had just deleted all the data in his phone, Cheng Li was sent here by Fang Qiao.
Cheng Zhi had a strong premonition that Fang Qiao must have something in his hand that could be used to throw dirty water on him.
To take a step back, even if Fang Qiao didn't have this kind of thing, Cheng Zhi would still have to deal with Fang Qiao properly this time.
When Cheng Zhi thought about Fang Qiao asking Cheng Li to use Song Baiyi to threaten him, he felt that he could never swallow this humiliation.
There are less than ten minutes left before the curfew, and it takes five minutes to get back to his dormitory building from Song Baiyi's room.
Time is not very urgent, but for various reasons, Cheng Zhi doesn't want to go back so much now.
As long as Song Baiyi allows, he thinks it's okay for him to stay here tonight...
Thinking of this, Cheng Zhi saw the sofa in Song Baiyi's room.
Well, it looks quite spacious. It shouldn't be a big problem for him to stay there for a night.
So now, all we need is Song Baiyi to nod in agreement.
Cheng Zhi looked up at Song Baiyi, who had not spoken yet, and then bit his lower lip gently.
He opened his mouth and asked carefully, "Teacher Song...if you don't answer me again, I will take it as your consent, okay?"
Hearing Cheng Zhi's words, Song Baiyi's eyes flickered. In order to stabilize his emotions, he took a deep breath.
When answering Cheng Zhi's question, his voice was a little hoarse.
"Do you think... you won't disturb me if you sleep at my place tonight?"
Taking Cheng Zhi into his dormitory was originally an impulsive act of Song Baiyi.
The minor injury on his finger was nothing to him and there was no need to even bandage it.
If it weren't for Cheng Zhi's fuss just now, Song Baiyi might not even know that he had a cut there until the wound on his hand healed.
But when he saw Cheng Zhi looking at him with a little worry in his eyes.
Song Baiyi couldn't help but want to gain more influence in Cheng Zhi's heart and control his emotions.
Reason told Song Baiyi that it was just a minor wound and there was no need to trouble Cheng Zhi to help him treat it.
But people are always greedy, and so is he.
Song Baiyi brought Cheng Zhi back, and at first he just wanted Cheng Zhi to help him treat his wounds.
When Song Baiyi saw that it was already very late, the greedy urge that had just come to his mind was stubbornly suppressed by the rationality in his heart.
That's all for tonight, it's time for Cheng Zhi to go back.
But Song Baiyi never expected that Cheng Zhi would actually take the initiative to ask to stay.
Hearing Song Baiyi's words that seemed to be rejecting him, Cheng Zhi hissed.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Song... I really didn't consider this."
"Just let me sleep on the sofa, and I'll be very quiet so I won't disturb you."
After saying that, Cheng Zhi tilted his head slightly, his eyes passed Song Baiyi, and then stopped at the clock in the room.
On the dial, the minute hand just passed "11", and there were only four minutes left until the curfew time.
It takes five minutes to get back to his dormitory from Song Baiyi's dormitory.
Cheng Zhi curled the corners of his mouth and smiled when talking to Song Baiyi.
"Besides...if you reject me now, Mr. Song, I will have to go back to the practice room to sleep tonight."
Hearing Cheng Zhi's words, Song Baiyi turned his head subconsciously and found that it was too late.
The next second, Song Baiyi sighed, then took a step back and moved away from the body that had just blocked Cheng Zhi.
"Come in, no need to change your shoes."
After getting permission, Cheng Zhi curved his eyes at Song Baiyi and walked into the room.
This was his second time entering Song Baiyi's dormitory.
The last time was because of an accident before his performance, and Song Baiyi hurriedly pulled him in. At that time, Cheng Zhi changed his clothes and left, without having time to take a good look at Song Baiyi's room.
I don’t know if it’s because of Song Baiyi’s identity or because the program crew is generous, the infrastructure is very complete, and all the home appliances are complete.
Although it is a structure of one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, it is very spacious. Cheng Zhi made a rough estimate and felt that the living room was larger than the total floor space of their dormitory.
The overall tone of the room is relatively dark, but with a few white accents, it doesn't look so dull overall, which is quite in line with Song Baiyi's personal style.
Plus, he had just turned on all the lights, and with the warm yellow light, the room had a cozier feel. Compared to the beginning, it had a slightly more homely feel.
There weren't many things and sundries in the room, except for the necessities. There were few traces of life, it was called a dormitory, but Song Baiyi made it feel like he was living in a hotel.
Cheng Zhi had just figured out the internal structure of the room when he saw Song Baiyi take out a medicine box from somewhere, gently placed it on the coffee table in the middle of the living room, and then gestured to Cheng Zhi.
"Didn't you say you were here to bandage me?"
Hearing Song Baiyi's words, Cheng Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then shifted his attention from studying the furnishings in Song Baiyi's room to Song Baiyi himself.
"Got it. I'll be right there."
After saying that, Cheng Zhi strode to the coffee table and watched Song Baiyi skillfully open the medicine box and take out iodine, bandages and other things used to treat wounds.
Song Baiyi put his things on the coffee table and sat down on the sofa. Then he gently patted the sofa next to him.
He said to Cheng Zhi: "Sit next to me, it will be easier for you to operate."
"Okay." Cheng Zhi nodded and sat down next to Song Baiyi.
Cheng Zhi took the cotton swab with one hand and dipped it in iodine, and stretched out the other hand towards Song Baiyi.
"Teacher Song, please put your hand on mine so that it will be easier for me to operate."
Song Baiyi leaned back on the sofa, raised his eyelids, said "OK" lightly, and placed his injured right wrist on the hand that Cheng Zhi had just opened.
When his wrist was in Cheng Zhi's hand, Cheng Zhi subconsciously closed his fingers, barely covering most of his wrist.
The skin under Cheng Zhi's fingers was delicate, and he could feel a little cool when he pressed his fingertips. Song Baiyi felt quite comfortable, squinted his eyes slightly, and began to enjoy the service Cheng Zhi gave him.
Cheng Zhi thought Song Baiyi's hands were beautiful more than once. His fingers were not very slender, but they were fair-skinned, with distinct joints, and overall much larger than Cheng Zhi's hands.
The wound on Song Baiyi's ring finger was near the inside of the middle finger. Cheng Zhi moved closer to the wound and began to carefully observe the extent of the injury.
The cut was about as long as a knuckle, but the wound was not deep and it didn't bleed anymore.
Cheng Zhi looked at it for a while and suddenly felt that there seemed no need to bandage it.
After all, given the severity of the injury, if it had been treated later, the wound would have healed.
hiss…
Cheng Zhi pursed his lips awkwardly and began to apply iodine to Song Baiyi's wound.
Although Cheng Zhi knew that the wound was no longer a big problem, he still couldn't help but slow down his movements and asked Song Baiyi while applying the lotion.
"Will it hurt, Mr. Song?"
“Am I pushing too hard?”
"How about I be gentler?"
Seeing Cheng Zhi's cautious reaction, Song Baiyi couldn't help but chuckle, and then slowly opened his mouth to answer his question.
"I'm not in pain, don't worry."
After hearing Song Baiyi's feedback, Cheng Zhi grunted, then continued to apply iodine to him with confidence.
Before, it was Song Baiyi who had always taken care of him, but this time he became the one who helped Song Baiyi. The identities were swapped, and Cheng Zhi felt a little subtle.
After Cheng Zhi disinfected Song Baiyi's wound with iodine, he felt a little at a loss as to what to do with the bandage.
"Teacher Song... do you have a Band-Aid? I don't think I know how to use it."
Seeing the panic on Cheng Zhi's face, Song Baiyi paused.
"I stuffed the Band-Aid into your pocket along with the candy and chocolate."
"Don't know how to use a bandage? It's okay, just wrap it around casually. After all, it's just a minor injury, it's not a big deal."
After hearing Song Baiyi's explanation, Cheng Zhi exclaimed and decided to go ahead with it.
This thing... should be ready after rubbing it around Song Baiyi's fingers and then tying a knot, Cheng Zhi thought.
He took his hand away from Song Baiyi's wrist and worked on Song Baiyi's fingers with the bandage for a long time.
Song Baiyi felt the warm touch of Cheng Zhi's hand on his fingers, as well as the unique feeling of the bandage, the two of which alternated on his hand for a long time.
After a while, Cheng Zhi raised his head, with a hint of pride in his tone.
"Teacher Song, look at the knot I tied."
Song Baiyi smiled, then lowered his eyes in response.
Cheng Zhi had wrapped a white bandage around his injured ring finger on his right hand, with a beautiful bow tied on top.
Cheng Zhi's tone was quite excited, "So what? Am I talented in bandaging?"
Song Baiyi looked at the bow and hummed.
“Very cute.”
More than just bows.
After treating the wound, Cheng Zhi looked at the time and found that it was almost one o'clock.
He was startled and was about to talk to Song Baiyi about Fang Qiao when he heard Song Baiyi speak.
"It's already late today, go to bed early."
After saying that, Song Baiyi got up, went to the bedroom, took out some clean clothes and stuffed them into Cheng Zhi's hands.
"Go take a shower first."
"After a day of training, it must be uncomfortable to rest without taking a shower. The pajamas are a set I brought with me, and I have never worn them. The underwear is disposable and provided by the production team, so there is no need to worry about hygiene issues."
"There's hot water on the left and cold water on the right. I've put labels on the shampoo and shower gel. Remember to turn on the exhaust fan, otherwise you'll feel stuffy after taking a shower. If you're afraid of the cold, you can turn on the bathroom heater..."
Before Cheng Zhi could speak, he was pushed into the bathroom by Song Baiyi in a daze.
Before Cheng Zhi could react, the bathroom door was closed by Song Baiyi. He was a little at a loss as he held the clothes that Song Baiyi had just stuffed into his arms.
Um?
How did things turn out like this?
I'm here to take care of things, why do I suddenly need to take a shower now?
Cheng Zhi was quite adaptable. He sighed and prepared to take off his clothes and take a shower.
At this time, Song Baiyi was standing at the bathroom door, looking at the time worriedly.
It's so late, and Cheng Zhi still has to train tomorrow. I wonder if I will disturb his rest time when he comes out of the shower...
Just as he was thinking about it, Song Baiyi suddenly felt the cell phone in his pocket vibrate.
Agent Tang Rong sent him a message.
"Are you busy? The company suddenly has something that needs your attention."
Looking at Tang Rong's message, Song Baiyi frowned.
The next second, he spread out his right hand, took a picture and sent it over.
In the photo, the bow that Cheng Zhi tied on his ring finger with a bandage looked lifelike.
“No way.”
"I'm injured and can't handle work tonight."
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The author has something to say:
Tang Rong: You have a wife, right? You have a wife, right? You have a wife, right?!!!
Song Baiyi's bandage was not applied on the ring finger of his left hand, because that place was to be kept for wearing a ring in the future~
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