Chapter 94 Questioning
Cheng Che was arranged to stay in the Jiang family's private hospital, where doctors were always available to check on him. His external injuries gradually healed, but his stomach and throat were completely damaged. It took him more than half a month to gradually recover.
"Can we go in the afternoon?"
Cheng Che said expectantly, "Let's go to the shopping mall in Baiye City."
Li Zimai shook his head, "I only promised to take you home, I didn't promise anything else."
Li Zimai's birthday is in a few days. Li Zimai told his family that he would bring Cheng Che back, so no outsiders were invited to the birthday party. Cheng Che was going to the mall to buy a set of clothes for this.
The intention to buy clothes is fake, the real intention is to go out for a walk.
Cheng Che sat up and opened his arms towards him. Li Zimai then reached around his back, held his ribs and picked him up. He asked him what he wanted. Cheng Che lifted his foot, and Li Zimai bent down to put on his slippers.
"I can't go meet your family in a hospital gown."
Cheng Che dimples appeared on his face and he said softly, "The doctor said I'm much better. I even ate a full bowl of rice at noon without vomiting."
Li Zimai couldn't bear to break the expectation in his eyes, so he nodded stiffly.
Cheng Che happily raised his hand and asked Li Zimai to help him change his clothes. The wounds on his body had healed, but the marks had not disappeared yet. Li Zimai felt uncomfortable every time he saw them.
"...Do you dislike me?"
Cheng Che covered his eyes, his throat tightening. "You always look at me like this, are you disgusted that I was... touched?"
Li Zimai pulled his hand down and frowned, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Cheng Che said "oh" in a depressed tone. He had explained many times that the scumbag only hit him and did not touch him, but Li Zimai still minded that the scumbag left marks on him, and Cheng Che himself minded it too.
After dressing Cheng Che, Li Zimai went to talk to the doctor for a few minutes. When he came back, he asked the nurse to send the necessary items back to the apartment. Cheng Che's mood immediately improved. "Are we going home?"
Li Zimai touched his head and said, "Why, don't you want to go back?"
Cheng Che hugged his waist, rubbed his head against his neck, and said in a high voice, "I do!"
After being in the hospital for almost a month, Cheng Che hadn't breathed fresh air for a long time. He didn't want Li Zimai to worry about his physical condition all the time, so he endured the unpleasant smell of hospital disinfectant every day.
Baiye City is not far from the apartment, and Cheng Che probably wants to go home. Now that Li Zimai has directly agreed to let him go home, he doesn't want to go to any shopping mall anymore and wants Li Zimai to take him back directly.
Li Zimai exposed his little plan, "Aren't you trying to look handsome when meeting the elders?"
Cheng Che whispered, "The cloakroom at home is better looking than the one in the mall."
Li Zimai teased him, "How can you tell the difference between good-looking and bad-looking? Don't you only know about men's and women's clothing?"
Straight man Cheng Che's dressing style is all about thickness rather than style. As long as it is men's clothing that is of the right thickness, cheap and durable, it is a good product. He once bought pajamas online and bought one for Li Zimai as well. As a result, Li Zimai slept in the ugly pajamas for one night and had an allergic reaction the next day. After that, Cheng Che never dared to buy things randomly again.
In order to prove his aesthetic taste, Cheng Che dragged Li Zimai to the mall. As a result, when they arrived at the dessert shop on the first floor, Cheng Che stopped there and stared at Li Zimai without saying a word.
Li Zimai knew that he wanted to eat ice cream, and he had to eat the sourest and coldest one. He pretended not to see the pleading in his eyes and tried to pull him away. But he couldn't move him away. Cheng Che stood at the door like a sign for the dessert shop.
Li Zimai was helpless: "I can only eat one bite."
Cheng Che immediately said, "I saw they have hawthorn flavor! Thank you!"
Li Zi stepped in and lined up to buy the smallest one. Before handing it to him, she repeated again and again, "You can only lick it, don't put it in your stomach."
Cheng Che's mouth was about to touch the ice cream, but Li Zimai pulled it back and said anxiously, "I know! Give it to me now!"
Li Zimai would never hand the ice cream to him. He wanted to hold it himself and be ready to take it back at any time. Seeing that Cheng Che's mouth was too big, he also wanted to take it back. This made Cheng Che feel itchy. After finally taking a lick, the ice cream was tasteless the moment his tongue touched the coldness.
"Okay, I've had a bite."
Li Zimai took back the ice cream and rudely finished it all in front of Cheng Che, not leaving a single bite for Cheng Che. Cheng Che was so angry that he didn't want to pay any attention to him.
Li Zimai pulled him to the fire escape, bent down and kissed him. His tongue, which had just eaten the ice cream, felt cool and sweet. Cheng Che liked it very much and ate Li Zimai's tongue as if it were ice cream. He licked his lips until the temperature was warm and the taste of the ice cream was gone before he would stop.
Li Zimai held him to calm his breathing and asked, "Have you satisfied your craving?"
Cheng Che leaned into his arms, panting, "No."
"I don't have any and I can't give it to you, so just be greedy."
Cheng Che suddenly reached in and touched Li Zimai's back, and as he did so, he begged, "Can we go back and eat you? I crave you the most."
Li Zimai quickly held his hand and refused righteously: "Sorry, Xiao Maimai will not accept customers until you are well."
"But the doctor said I'm much better and can have sex."
Cheng Che shamelessly discussed with him, "How about we just do it once? I agree that you can use a condom, and use the second gear, okay?"
Li Zimai almost lost control, luckily Cheng Che's phone rang, Li Zimai helped him find the phone, and the caller ID showed [Duan Rui].
The last time Li Zimai saw Duan Rui was on the day of his grandmother's funeral. At that time, Cheng Che was already unconscious, lying on Li Zimai's back, and did not react to anyone he saw. In the following months, Duan Rui often called and said he wanted to come and see him. He came to the apartment once and was never seen again.
After Cheng Che's condition improved, he sent messages to Cheng Che from time to time, mostly apologies and greetings to take care of his health. Cheng Che didn't respond much. The meeting at the school gate was his last warning.
The next time we meet is now.
A gentle woman stood beside him, hooking her arm around his and asking, "Is this your neighbor's brother?"
Duan Rui looked at Cheng Che and nodded. "Want to have dinner? Your sister-in-law and I just happened to have reserved a table upstairs. Let me introduce you two to each other."
Cheng Che looked at Li Zimai, who declined politely: "I won't disturb your world of two."
The woman cast her gaze on their clasped hands and said with a faint smile, "Don't bother me. I've been hearing Brother Rui talk about Xiao Che for a while now, and now that I finally get to meet him, I want to talk to my brother. Is that okay?"
The four of them sat down at a western restaurant on the top floor of the shopping mall. Cheng Che originally wanted to go home and eat Li Zi Ma, but when he saw the menu, he forgot the taste of Li Zi Ma and ordered the most exciting steak.
Li Zimai took away his menu, told the waiter some light-flavored cooked dishes, and instructed them to make sure they were hot and cooked. When the food arrived, he tasted it before placing it in front of Cheng Che.
Wang Xiaoru laughed and scolded Duan Rui: "Look at how old she is, yet she's already so good at taking care of others. You're almost 30 and can't even clean up the house."
Duan Rui didn't say anything, just staring at Cheng Che. Cheng Che felt uncomfortable, thinking it was the result of the conflict between him and Duan Rui because of Cheng Li's family. He apologized and said, "I reacted too much last time. It wasn't intentional."
"It doesn't matter."
Duan Rui asked again, "Are you feeling better?"
Cheng Che nodded, pulled the corner of Li Zimai's clothes, and asked him to answer for him. Duan Rui lowered his head and remained silent when he saw their little movements. Only Wang Xiaoru was talking, asking Cheng Che how his studies were going, asking Li Zimai about Cheng Che's health, and envying them for getting along well.
Cheng Che accidentally knocked the paper towel off the dining table. Duan Rui helped him pick it up. He bent down and saw a wound on Cheng Che's ankle that looked like a mark from being strangled. He couldn't see it clearly and thought it was because the light under the table was too dim.
When he put the napkin box back on the table, Cheng Che accidentally revealed the marks on his wrist when he took the tissue. Although they were very faint, they were indeed the marks of being tied by some thin object. Duan Rui immediately grabbed Cheng Che's hand and asked him what happened.
Before Cheng Che could break free, Li Zimai pushed Duan Rui away, gave him a cold look, apologized to Wang Xiaoru, and said he would take Cheng Che home.
Wang Xiaoru quickly apologized, explaining that Duan Rui's sudden overreaction was due to excessive work pressure.
"What's going on?"
Duan Rui stared at Li Zimai and asked, "Why is this happening?"
They are all men, Duan Rui thought immediately of those things in bed, he thought Li Zimai liked to play messy things like the people in the circle, Cheng Che was young and had never been in a relationship, now he had mental and physical problems, he could not refuse him at all.
Cheng Che heard the accusation in Duan Rui's tone and was about to explain when he was interrupted by Li Zimai, who said in a deep voice, "This kind of thing will never happen again."
Before Duan Rui's fist landed, Cheng Che blocked it in front of him. Li Zimai was afraid of hurting him, so he blocked it back almost reflexively. The force was so strong that Duan Rui staggered. It was Wang Xiaoru who supported Duan Rui.
"What are you blocking?"
Li Zimai examined his wound with a serious face, glanced at Duan Rui coldly, and pulled Cheng Che away.
Duan Rui always thought that Li Zimai was gentle and good-tempered and would not yell at Cheng Che, but he was the one who took good care of Cheng Che at the dinner table. When his lie was exposed, he became angry and embarrassed. He yelled at Cheng Che like this. Duan Rui was even more certain that the injury was caused by Li Zimai.
Wang Xiaoru held him back, saying there must be a misunderstanding and asking him not to get excited. Everyone in the restaurant was watching the show, and even the manager came out to ask the guests what the conflict was.
Cheng Che explained, "It was someone else who did it. You can't do anything to Li Zimai."
His words were full of threats, as if if Duan Rui attacked Li Zimai, Cheng Che would attack him. Duan Rui laughed at himself, "Are you completely on his side now?"
You are so stubborn and strong-willed, yet you can still speak up for him when being treated like this. I think you can accept whatever he treats you.
Wang Xiaoru suddenly let go of Duan Rui's hand and said in a panic, "...I'm going to settle the bill first."
Li Zimai said coldly: "You should be responsible for her instead of questioning us here."
On the way back, Cheng Che looked at Li Zimai cautiously and didn't dare to speak. After he was injured, Li Zimai had been unhappy. Sometimes he smiled just to please Cheng Che. Cheng Che had been very obedient and took care of himself in order to make him happy, but now everything was ruined.
After arriving home, Li Zimai squatted down to help him change his shoes as usual. Cheng Che put his arm around his neck and asked softly, "...Are you angry... Can you please not be angry?"
Li Zimai took his hand and went to the kitchen to prepare medicine and clean the house. Cheng Che followed him and walked around with him. Li Zimai frowned and said, "Go to your room and change clothes and rest."
After Cheng Che changed obediently, he followed him and helped him put his things away, stacking the boxes of medicine neatly. He smiled at Li Zimai and asked for praise.
Li Zimai looked at him for a while, then suddenly picked him up and walked into the room. Cheng Che fluttered in his arms, changed his position, clamped his waist, held his face and said, "Don't be angry anymore."
Li Zimai avoided his kiss and remained silent.
Cheng Che leaned on his shoulder and sighed, "Why are you angry every day? You never got angry before."
"Then why do you make me angry every day?"
Li Zimai put him on the bed and said unhappily, "If you dare to stand in front of me again, I'll kill you, believe it or not?"
"Then come and get me."
He reached in and touched Li Zimai's abdominal muscles, his fingers slowly and slowly moving upwards, stopping at Li Zimai's pectoral muscles and circling them, touching and prodding him, "Brother, come and touch me, okay?"
Li Zimai didn't want to flirt with him. Every time he talked about serious matters, he would start flirting with her, which made Li Zimai lose all his dignity.
"Don't make trouble. I'm annoyed lately and don't want to fuck you."
Cheng Che hooked his waist to prevent him from leaving, "You want to fuck me because you're annoyed. Once you're done, you won't be annoyed anymore."
Li Zimai was about to be pissed off by his dirty talk, so he held Cheng Che's calves and moved them away from his lower abdomen inch by inch, as serious as a monk who had been in the monastery for many years.
Before he could leave the room, a muffled sobbing sound suddenly came from under the quilt. Li Zimai quickly lifted the quilt to see that Cheng Che's face was red from crying. He picked him up anxiously, "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable? What's wrong with you?"
Cheng Che showed him his wrist and said with a nasal voice, "Do you dislike me? Do you dislike the marks on my body? I don't want them to go away... but they won't go away, they won't go away..."
He grabbed his wrist angrily, and the bruises and rib marks that were almost gone were scratched out again by him. Li Zimai was heartbroken and kissed his wrist, "How did I dislike you?"
"...and my face was touched. I felt disgusted and disgusted with myself."
Li Zimai lifted his chin again and placed thin and light kisses on his brow and cheeks. "Is this okay? All of this smells like me. Don't be disdainful of yourself."
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