In the morning, when Chi Han entered the classroom, he almost thought he had walked into the wrong place. Various colors and styles of Hanfu were displayed on the platform, and a row of boys was solemnly waiting for makeup.
Several girls efficiently put wigs on them, and after styling their hair, they began the makeup process.
Chi Han: “…”
Oh no, he thought about escaping again.
Of course, the final outcome was another failed attempt at escaping.
After Chi Han’s desperate struggle, Deng Li agreed that he would only wear a wig without makeup.
However, Chi Han had a good foundation, and even with makeup, he only needed to draw his eyebrows.
The young man had a slender waist and a graceful figure. Deng Li and a few girls carefully selected a light cyan-colored cross-collar upper garment with a three-meter pleated skirt adorned with embroidered bamboo. The waistband also matched the same color scheme.
Finally, he wore a layer of milky-white outer garment with long sleeves that cascaded down to the ground.
Chi Han casually gathered his waist-length hair behind him, and a gentle breeze blew in from the window, causing the large sleeves to flutter slightly.
For a moment, everyone held their breath.
What a heavenly scene!
The young man, as slender as bamboo, stood by the window. He casually held a folding fan in the hand behind him, and the slightly upturned corners of his eyes carried a mischievous and agile charm.
If this were placed in ancient times, he would be a living and breathing beautiful youth!
Geng Xue tightly covered her mouth to suppress her scream, excitedly took out her phone, and started taking non-stop pictures.
Missing such a breathtaking beauty—only ghosts knew if they would ever see it again!
The young man suddenly furrowed his brow, and his originally lively eyes took on a trace of melancholy, evoking a sense of heartache.
Geng Xue instinctively covered her heart and also furrowed her brow uncontrollably. Her voice became extremely gentle as if any slightly louder sound would hurt the person who emerged from this picturesque scene.
“What’s wrong with you? Did you lose something?” Geng Xue spoke with the most girlish tone she had ever used.
The other girls in the class also blushed.
Chi Han lowered his eyes, his slender fingers gently stroking his waist and then tapping on the pleated skirt.
It seemed like he was searching for a lost sword.
In an instant, Geng Xue felt like she had imagined an epic romantic tragedy of a hundred thousand words.
Just as everyone was immersed in the beauty before them, a low murmur slowly echoed:
“…Where did it go? I remember it was right here…”
Following that, everyone in the class saw Chi Han, donned in the guise of a noble young master, impatiently lifting the hem of his skirt, searching for something.
“Where’s my phone? How did it disappear!”
Geng Xue: “…”
Everyone: “…”
It seemed like the sound of dreams shattering.
After flipping through the folds of his wide sleeves for a while, Chi Han finally found his phone. As he raised his head, he saw Geng Xue walking by with a completely lost expression.
Chi Han: “?”
He looked towards Gui Gaojie, tilting his head in confusion.
What’s going on? Wasn’t everything fine just now?
Gui Gaojie uncomfortably lowered his head.
Rong Xu still hadn’t arrived, and Chi Han tried calling several times, but there was no answer.
His complexion didn’t look good, and he inexplicably had a bad premonition.
Considering the recent situation, the class president strictly forbade Chi Han from speaking when on stage. The already limited time for Chi Han to appear in front of the audience became even less.
However, Chi Han’s mind wasn’t focused on the performance at the moment. He just wanted it to end quickly so he could go find Rong Xu.
As soon as he stepped off the stage, Chi Han hurriedly ran out, only to bump into someone.
“Sorry…”
Chi Han instinctively raised his hand to steady himself and apologized to the other person.
When he looked up, he found himself looking into a pair of sharp eyes.
Those eyes were staring at him intently, filled with amazement.
It was Fang Jingluo…
Chi Han’s face instantly turned cold. He freed himself from the arm around his waist, and disdainfully patted his clothes as if he had touched something dirty.
For the first time, Fang Jingluo didn’t get angry because of Chi Han’s action.
Accustomed to his usual appearance, the sudden change into ancient clothing and accessories made Fang Jingluo realize that Chi Han and Xu Ting weren’t as similar as he thought.
With his hair tied up, Chi Han’s delicate features were fully exposed, radiating a dynamic sense of beauty.
Like a small animal running out of the mountains, even with a trace of vigilance in his eyes and claws ready to raise, he still appeared incredibly adorable.
Fang Jingluo’s heart itched, and he raised his hand to grab Chi Han.
But Chi Han’s mind was filled with Rong Xu at the moment, and he didn’t have time to waste on others. He avoided the reaching hand and left through the backstage door, heading straight out of the school.
“Hey! My clothes!”
Deng Li shouted Chi Han’s name and chased after him.
The surroundings were chaotic, and Fang Jingluo stood in place, his outstretched palm slightly clenched.
As Chi Han passed by just now, a piece of hairband slipped from his hand.
Fang Jingluo could clearly feel his heart beating violently twice. He looked at his palm expressionlessly, then after a while, a determined smile appeared on his face.
What he liked, he must obtain.
***
Chi Han changed his clothes in the rest area and walked towards the school gate. It wasn’t until he got in the car that he finally managed to answer the phone.
On the other end of the call was a man with an unstable voice, and it took a while to understand what had happened.
Before Chi Han’s patience ran out, the other party finally explained the situation.
“Rong Xu passed out last night? He’s in the hospital now?! Which hospital? I’m coming over right away!”
After hanging up the phone, Chi Han’s suspended anxiety not only didn’t subside but heightened.
How could he just pass out for no reason?
Chi Han urged the driver several times along the way, and when he finally arrived, he handed a hundred yuan bill to the driver and rushed into the hospital.
Ten minutes later, he finally saw Rong Xu.
Taking care of him on the side was the butler from the villa that night.
“Rong Xu… How are you?”
Because he rushed too quickly, Chi Han still felt uncomfortable in his lungs. He asked while panting, leaning on his knees.
“Is there anywhere else that hurts?”
Rong Xu was currently sitting on the bed, the blanket covering his waist. The sunlight from outside shone through the window onto him, casting a shadow that added an inexplicable touch of loneliness.
Chi Han steadied his breath, took a few steps to the bedside, sat down, and lowered his head to carefully observe Rong Xu’s expression. He asked with great care:
“Is there anywhere else that hurts? Is it your leg? Shall I massage it for you?”
Rong Xu kept his head down, his pale lips trembling slightly. A few fragmented words fell from his lips.
“It’s gone…”
Chi Han comfortingly rubbed his back, the low voice filled with the unique tenderness he reserved for Rong Xu. He leaned closer, the dry and gentle palm lightly pinching the slightly drooping neck, devoid of any desire.
Rong Xu’s body finally wasn’t as stiff.
He lifted his eyes slightly, the inside filled with a gloomy darkness.
As if trapped in a nightmare that could never be awakened from.
“It’s gone,” Rong Xu’s expression was filled with overwhelming despair, “The safety charm is gone.”
Chi Han was momentarily stunned, looking down. Rong Xu’s hand was tightly clasped around the wrist of the other hand, the veins on the back of the hand bulging with a terrifying blue color.
He quickly pried open Rong Xu’s hand to prevent him from grabbing again. Indeed, the fair wrist had turned purple, and a red thread circled it, the light blue safety charm nowhere to be seen.
“It’s okay, Rong Xu. It’s okay,” Chi Han’s eyes welled up with warmth. He blinked hard, suppressing the moisture, “I’ll accompany you to find it. We’ll definitely find it. Even if we can’t find it, I still have many things I want to give you. Don’t…”
Chi Han forcefully bit his tongue, making an effort to show a smile as usual.
“Rong Xu, don’t be afraid. I’m here.”
Rong Xu, seemingly triggered by those words, suddenly focused his gaze a bit more and slowly looked towards Chi Han.
“Chi Han.”
Chi Han leaned in, thinking he was about to say something, but after a few minutes, he realized that Rong Xu had gently fallen asleep.
Chi Han: “…”
He took a deep breath, gently laid Rong Xu down, and the butler, aware of his negligence, didn’t dare to say much. He brought a chair and sat by the bedside, never leaving an inch.
Chi Han closed the door and went straight to the doctor’s office.
“The patient’s condition, as you’ve seen, has issues both in the legs and in his heart.”
“Who usually takes care of him? With such severe leg problems, he needs to keep warm, avoid exposure to wind, and should not consume overly spicy or stimulating foods, as all these factors can exacerbate1make a situation, condition, or problem more severe, intense, or bitter. It involves worsening or aggravating an already existing issue his condition.”
The doctor sighed, “His parents? This child is so young, and his psychological state is not optimistic. Since last night when he came from the emergency room, he has been in this mental state—ignoring people and not responding.”
“Are you his friend?”
Chi Han clenched his hands together tightly, his voice hoarse.
“I am his family.”
Exiting the doctor’s office, Chi Han leaned against the cold wall for a while, unable to recover.
He had initially thought Rong Xu couldn’t stand up, only to discover that he had to endure such torment regularly.
Thinking about the doctor’s words, “pain to the bone marrow,” Chi Han’s heart throbbed with pain.
All the previously overlooked details surged forth.
How dull must he have been not to notice that Rong Xu always rubbed his knees?
During class, at meals, even that time he fastened the safety bracelet for Rong Xu…
It was all so obvious.
Chi Han bit down hard on his teeth and closed his eyes with force. When he opened them again, the deep self-reproach on his face had disappeared. The only thing left was his usual gentle smile.
He entered the hospital room, gripped Rong Xu’s fingers, and pressed his forehead against them.
“Rong Xu, I’ll take you home. From now on, I’ll be with you.”
Still in a deep sleep, Rong Xu seemed to sense something. His index finger moved, lightly hooking onto that warm hand.