He planned to sit up when he came into the room.
He nodded lightly. “Hmm”.
Shao Ming put the notebook on the bed, held his waist with one hand, and held his hand with the other.
Even with painkillers, the pain of the wound being pulled couldn’t be fully suppressed. So, despite both of them being extremely cautious, Zhu Tong’s face, which had just regained some color, turned pale with pain.
After sitting up, he lowered his head, waiting for the pain in his back to subside. Shao Ming sat beside him, watching him closely.
After recovering, he sighed and reached for the notebook, but his right hand was still held by Shao Ming. Shao Ming’s other hand was still wrapped around his waist.
“…”
He looked up to the side.
Shao Ming was also looking at him and said, “Have I ever told you that when it hurts, it feels much better if you scream it out?”
Zhu Tong was puzzled. “That sounds unnecessary.”
Shao Ming: “Do you know this method?”
Zhu Tong smiled and said. “Everyone knows, who didn’t grow up crying when they’re a child?”
Why would a child cry?
It was probably some kind of communication and a venting method. Children could alway cry or scream to achieve their goals.
Shao Ming’s eyes darkened. “Then why don’t you scream when you are in pain?”
Zhu Tong didn’t expect the conversation to turn into this topic. With a strange expression, he replied, “Why would I scream when I’m almost an adult? Wouldn’t that be embarrassing?”
“…”
Shao Ming’s sharp eyes narrowed slightly.
When people are in pain, they scream; it’s instinctive and has nothing to do with whether it’s embarrassing or not.
But despite Zhu Tong getting injured so many times, he had never screamed. At most, he would let out a soft gasp when the pain became unbearable.
How did he develop the habit of enduring pain?
Zhu Tong’s heart raced inexplicably as Shao Ming looked at him. He wanted to pull his hand back but found himself unable to move.
It wasn’t the first time he leaned against Shao Ming like this, nor was it the first time he was held around the waist or had his hand held by him.
But now that his hand was in Shao Ming’s palm, his face began to heat up.
It turned out that Shao Ming’s hands were so large that he could almost cover his palm completely. His palms were very warm, but his five fingers were very long and slender.
Zhu Tong blinked. “You…”
“What were you thinking when you rushed towards me?”
“…”
Why ask this again?
Zhu Tong lowered his head uncomfortably. “What could one think at a time like that?”
Shao Ming kept his gaze locked at Zhu Tong’s face. “You didn’t think of anything in particular?”
Zhu Tong nodded.
He really didn’t think about anything at the time. He just followed his instinct and jumped up to block the knife attacking Shao Ming.
Shao Ming leaned in closer to him, his voice low, “So, are you saying that I’m the person you’d subconsciously risk your life to save?”
“…”
Zhu Tong suddenly turned his head and almost bumped into the face that came over suddenly.
Shao Ming looked at him with a smile and said, “It’s really touching, how should I repay you? How about a favor?”
Zhu Tong: “…”
How did the topic get to this point?
He instinctively wanted to hide, but Shao Ming’s hand was already resting on his waist, and he said confidently, “What are you hiding for? Does the wound hurt?”
Zhu Tong wanted to shout back at him, ‘What do you mean by hiding!’
But he only nervously said, “You… you don’t blame me for worrying you now?”
Isn’t this person someone who refuses to even say thank you? How come he’s now talking about favors now?
Shao Ming: “…”
“I take back what I said,” Shao Ming’s expression changed quickly. “Forget what I said at noon. I believe one should not forget kindness, and I should repay you.”
“…”
Can he refuse this repayment favor?
Zhu Tong was silent for a while, then said, “Actually, you don’t have to.”
He suddenly understood why Shao Ming was so strange today.
Shao Ming didn’t understand. “What?”
Zhu Tong said, “I know owing someone a favor can create a psychological burden. You might feel guilty because I got injured, but it was my own decision to rush in. It has nothing to do with you, so you don’t have to…”
“Do you think I want to repay you because of guilt and self-blame, or because I have a burden in my heart?”
Shao Ming interrupted him suddenly.
Zhu Tong raised his head blankly.
Isn’t that the case?
Shao Ming was stunned by his blank and innocent expression.
“You…”
The hand resting on Zhu Tong’s waist suddenly tightened, causing Zhu Tong to flinch sensitively. Shao Ming instantly snapped out of it and quickly released his hand.
He silently recited, “He’s injured,” three times, and successfully calmed himself down. He sighed and said, “Let’s take a look at the notes.”
The topic changed so quickly that Zhu Tong couldn’t digest what he said for a while.
Shao Ming had already taken the notebook and put it in his hand.
Zhu Tong was too stunned to catch it.
Shao Ming asked again, “Have you eaten?”
Zhu Tong nodded. “Mn.”
Uncle Liu made dinner for him.
Shao Ming also nodded. “Let’s just focus on the notes. Ask me if you don’t understand anything. After we’re done, I’ll help you change the dressing.”
Zhu Tong wondered. “Aren’t you going to go back to school later?”
Shao Ming replied, “The evening self-study is still the choir practice, and there’s also a math quiz. It doesn’t matter if I skip those.”
Zhu Tong: “…”
So… Shao Ming didn’t want to go back for the day because he doesn’t want to hear the choir sing and take the quiz?
But Zhu Tong didn’t dare to ask any more. He felt that if he continued to chat with Shao Ming now, there might be problems.
He sat down at the desk, avoiding leaning back to the seat, and started flipping through his notes.
Shao Ming looked at him from behind with a slightly distressed expression.
Does this young master really not understand? Still really don’t understand?
His face turned red at the slightest teasing, and he tensed up with the slightest touch.
If he knew what Shao Ming is thinking now… will he run away?
Or maybe not.
If he didn’t run away, that would be the best outcome.
But how can there be such a good thing in the world?
The best thing he has encountered in the past decade was that Zhu Tong transferred to his school, by his side.
Therefore, he doesn’t want to let go of Zhu Tong.
While Zhu Tong was looking at his notes, he took out his mobile phone and searched: [How to confess to someone in a subtle and romantic way.]
The search results basically say: If you rely on a search engine, even pigs can fly up into trees.
After finishing digesting the class notes in the evening, it was already past 8 PM. Shao Ming took the first-aid kit and helped him change the dressing.
He took off the casual hoodie wrapped around him, and the gauze wrapped around his chest was slowly unwound, one layer at a time. Due to concern for the wound on his back, it was a slow and tedious process.
The gauze had a rough yet soft texture, and as it occasionally brushed against the skin, it elicited Zhu Tong to shiver.
The air conditioner was on in the room, so it wasn’t as cold as a hospital examination room. Zhu Tong even felt a bit warm.
He sat on the bed, not leaning against the back of the chair, burying his head in his arms. His straight spine formed a beautiful curve, with his shoulder blades slightly protruding. His slender arms and smooth shoulders created an exquisite scene, all marred by the palm-sized scar on his back.
All thanks to the injury there.
Shao Ming’s gaze was deep, but his tone seemed relaxed. “How many times is this now that I’ve helped you change bandages?”
Zhu Tong: “…”
He didn’t know how many times it was.
Shao Ming didn’t think about his answer. He applied medicine to the wound, and he asked again, “Can I blow it here?”
When his leg was injured, Zhu Tong didn’t let him blow on it while applying the medication.
Thinking of the days of the National Day holiday, Zhu Tong felt a little embarrassed, “…Yes.”
Shao Ming smiled again and blew lightly on his back.
The pain-relieving effect of the medicine worked, and with Shao Ming’s gentle blowing, the wound soon stopped hurting.
Then he put on a new bandage.
Wrapping a bandage was much more complicated and more challenging than removing them.
Zhu Tong had already straightened up, slightly raising his arm as he watched Shao Ming’s hands move back and forth in front of and behind him, navigating around his wound.
In Shao Ming’s eyes, after the gauze was wrapped around the wound, it was as if it sealed off his rationality. All he could see was Zhu Tong’s exposed skin.
His eyes went from top to bottom, and his throat tightened a little. “…Your waist is really thin.”
Zhu Tong: “…”
Yeah, because he’s thin.
He saw that Shao Ming stopped, his relaxed body tensed slightly, “Is everything… okay?”
Shao Ming chuckled and returned to his senses. “Okay.”
He turned around and threw away the used items in the trash bin, then tidied up the first-aid kit and placed it on the bedside table. When he turned back around, he saw the youth in front of him already putting on his clothes.
His eyes darkened slightly as he stood behind him and asked, “Were you not sleeping well before?”
Before?
The two nights he lost sleep?
Before he could think about how Shao Ming knew about it, Shao Ming already said, “You woke up as soon as I came in.”
Zhu Tong: “…”
Realizing that he was thinking too much, Zhu Tong paused while putting on his clothes. He then awkwardly said, “Well… I don’t feel comfortable sleeping on my stomach.”
Shao Ming asked, “Are you uncomfortable now?”
Zhu Tong nodded. “A little bit.”
Shao Ming suddenly smiled slightly. “I have a way to make you sleep more comfortably, do you want to try it?”
“?”
Zhu Tong turned his head suspiciously. “How?”
Shao Ming looked down at the distance between the two of them. “Come here first.”
“…”
Zhu Tong moved towards Shao Ming a little hesitantly.
“Come a little more.”
Zhu Tong wanted to laugh a little. It’s just the two of them here. Why would Shao Ming need to whisper something to sleep?
And this scene felt a bit familiar to him.
Last time in the bathroom of the milk tea shop, when Shao Ming said he had a way to cure his conditioned reflex, he had the same expression as he does now.
So, what kind of unreliable method was Shao Ming peddling now?
Despite his suspicions, Zhu Tong still inched closer. Then, he suddenly saw Shao Ming’s lips upturned, he instinctively wanted to retreat, but he couldn’t – there was a force holding him by the waist.
“!”
His body leaned forward uncontrollably for a moment.
Shao Ming sat in a position near the head of the bed, pulling Zhu Tong towards him while leaning back slightly. His body sank into the soft pillows at the head of the bed, holding Zhu Tong close against him.
“A human-shaped pillow that can be adjusted at any time and can adapt to any sleeping position. Would you like to try it?”
“…”
Probably to prevent him from moving suddenly, the hands on his waist were pressed tightly. Even when he was falling, it was stable, and the wound on his back wasn’t pulled at all.
Zhu Tong was pressed tightly against his chest, with no gap between them. His nose brushed against Shao Ming’s chin.
After being stunned for a moment, he slowly raised his head and met Shao Ming’s deep eyes.
With a smile in his eyes, he looked down at him and asked, “Can I sleep here tonight?”
…
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