Yan Muning actually didn’t get enough sleep.
He was awakened by a nightmare.
When he first woke up, his mind was so confused that he couldn’t tell for a moment whether he was still dreaming or had returned to reality.
The dream was full of chaos, secret military training, pursuit by assassins, thrilling cliff falls, and last night’s chaos…
It seems like a deep voice he has heard somewhere before…
And……
Yun Jiangli has remained calm since he rescued him…
No matter whether it was rescuing him back home late at night or the sudden danger last night, it seemed that nothing could touch him.
Yan Muning was in a daze, full of contradictions.
The chubby white sparrow seemed to sense his uneasiness. It rubbed against his hand and awkwardly touched the back of his cold hand with its little head.
A strange touch brought him back to his senses. He reached out and held the white bird in his palm. The little thing tilted its head and looked at him with its two small eyes.
This white bird must be very small, even its feathers are soft and fluffy.
Yan Muning felt soothed by this small ball of warmth. The heat spread along his cold palms and pulled him out of the chaos of his nightmare.
He stared at the small object in his palm, feeling even more complicated.
How could such a big beauty be a bad person when he would try his best to treat even a wounded little bird?
But…
But how should he explain those doubts that made him confused?
There was a slight noise behind him, and Yan Muning turned around in confusion and looked towards the window.
Yun Jiangli woke up and was lying on the narrow couch, half leaning against the light. There was a hazy light in his sleepy eyes, and his phoenix pupils were particularly attractive.
For some reason, the little prince suddenly recalled the words that the big beauty had said in a hoarse voice last night when he was performing.
The tips of his ears under his hair felt a little hot.
Several different voices were fighting in his head, and before anyone could decide who was the winner, he watched Yun Jiangli’s thin lips slightly open and close a few times…
It was said that people with thin lips are cold-hearted, but the big beauty’s thin lips were still so attractive, with the corners of his lips naturally slightly curled up.
Eh? That’s not it?
He seemed to be talking to him just now.
Yan Muning quickly pulled back his thoughts that were running farther and farther away, lowered his head, and blinked, and then he felt that the light in front of him suddenly became dimmer, and when he looked up again, he saw a dark figure close at hand.
He was so frightened that he leaned back and almost threw the white bird in his hand directly onto the figure’s face.
Looking more closely, he found that Yun Jiangli had been standing in front of him at some point, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
“You-you!”
The little prince was a little embarrassed and immediately said fiercely, “How come you didn’t make any sound! You scared me!”
Yun Jiangli: “……”
“I said—it’s time to change the bandage.”
He dragged out the words helplessly, repeated them again, and then stretched out a finger to gently tap the white bird’s head, “Also, it’s hungry.”
Yan Muning responded dryly, then hung his head and watched as the clean, slender hands took the little white bird from his palms.
Afterwards, it was still those clean, slender hands that untied his clothes.
He raised his head and stared at the person in front of him with his round eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he met those clear phoenix eyes.
Oh, he needs to change the bandage.
The little prince once again pulled back his sense of reason that was almost running away from home and obediently let him do whatever he wanted.
Yan Muning looked at the person in front of him who was carefully changing the bandage for him.
His mind is in a mess, including last night…
He has saved him twice, he can’t be ungrateful!
Thinking of this, the little prince no longer hung his head and raised his face to chat with the beauty.
As soon as he raised his eyes, the shell was stuck.
Yan Muning was now leaning on a soft pillow in a half-sitting and half-lying position, and he was naturally looking up at Yun Jiangli.
It was obvious that the beauty had just woken up. There was still some laziness in his slightly drooped eyes. His slightly messy long hair was untied and fell naturally from his shoulders as he bent over, covering most of his collarbone.
Some of the drooping hair tips even gently brushed against his skin, which felt itchy.
Looking from bottom to top, the cold white neck and smooth jawline…
Thud—
When the little prince heard the sound of himself swallowing a big mouthful of saliva, the tips of his ears turned even redder.
Obviously… this blind person said before that he has no beauty at all!
Could it be that he was trying to find another way? To do the opposite?
And those words from last night that made him blush and his heart beat faster just thinking about them…
Yun Jiangli treated the youth’s last wound and gently helped him tie his robe again.
Just as he was about to get up, he found that the youth’s face was red, and his heart tightened. Could it be that he had a fever again?
He touched the youth’s forehead with the back of his hand, and it seemed… the temperature was fine?
Worriedly, he pinched his wrist and took his pulse.
Except… the pulse is beating a little fast, there is no other problem.
Forget it. Seeing that he doesn’t look fully awake, he must have been frightened by what happened last night and didn’t sleep well.
Yun Jiangli held the little bird in his arms, casually put on an outer robe, and walked out, ready to feed the hungry little thing.
In the following days, the little prince was in a very conflicted mood.
Every day he goes back and forth between these three emotions: “He is so beautiful”, “He is my lifesaver” and “I have so many doubts”.
Especially when it was time to change the bandage and give acupuncture, the little prince would get so annoyed that he almost wanted to pull out the white bird’s feathers.
In fact, the bandage and acupuncture were still changed and performed in the same way. There is obviously no change at all.
But ever since Yan Muning experienced the last rainy night when they shared the same bed, he began to feel uneasy facing this scene—with his clothes open, his hair messy, half lying, half leaning…
He closed his eyes, unable to bear looking down at his, uh, posture.
The wound hurt when he was changing the bandage, and he was so frightened that he didn’t even dare to make a sound, for fear that the situation would become even more embarrassing.
But every time Yun Jiangli looked cautious and calm, only the little prince blushed, and even his fair neck was stained with pink.
Later, the little prince’s repeated jumping up and down emotions were compounded by another feeling—I was seen.
Shortly after noon that day, it started raining outside again, and the autumn atmosphere became increasingly intense.
Yan Muning leaned against the window, stroking the chubby white bird from time to time.
“Ai—” It was another long sigh again.
Listening to the sound of rain outside, the little prince seemed to understand why the autumn described by literati was always so sad and lonely.
Anyway, his current mood is quite consistent with this mood.
Not to mention that he had been recuperating for many days, had been cut off from all news, and had no idea whether Xiao Jiu and the others had made it to the capital smoothly or not.
Take the current situation for example. He had observed carefully and found that Yun Jiangli’s residence was indeed not in the city. It should be not far from the woods where he was attacked that day.
Moreover, during the days he was here, he never saw anyone coming to seek medical treatment, and the beauty did not seem to be in a hurry either.
But every time, he couldn’t help but doubt, he felt that he was too ungrateful.
What bad intentions could such a big beauty have? At most, he might just feel a little… something towards him.
When changing the bandage that day, Yun Jiangli looked at the youth’s listless appearance and finally couldn’t help but sigh, “Xiao Qi?”
Yan Muning rubbed the white bird’s little head listlessly and responded in a low voice.
“You… can just ask whatever you want to ask.”
“Ah?”
Hearing this, he looked up in surprise, blinked his watery eyes, and then muttered softly, “How, how do you know that I want to ask something…”
“Ask.” Yun Jiangli’s expression remained calm, but his usually cold voice was filled with helplessness. “You have been restless these past few days, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, and even your sleep has been restless.”
As he spoke, his fingertips had already gently rested on Yan Muning’s wrist. “Being worried and depressed is not good for your recovery from your injury, so if you want to ask anything, just ask.”
Yan Muning frowned, lowered his eyes, pinched the little bird’s beak, and spoke hesitantly: “Physician Jiang, you…”
“That is… on that rainy night a few days ago, how did you know that there was something wrong with the two brothers?”
The author has something to say:
The white bird: What I’m saying is, you two are talking, and I’m not even going to interrupt, so why are you pinching my lips!
