Ling Yuchen stared at her, his gaze fixed on the red mark on her neck.
His Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes unusually deep.
He remembered last night again…
Xia Wantang felt uncomfortable under his gaze, wanting to escape back to her room. She said softly, "I, I'll go back to my room first."
With that, she turned and fled in a panic.
A man and a woman, alone in a room… it was easy for sparks to fly, and the atmosphere indoors was exceptionally ambiguous.
Ling Yuchen sat for a long time before getting up from the sofa. He picked up the medicine from the table and walked to Xia Wantang's door, knocking.
Xia Wantang was sitting on the bed, clutching her wildly beating heart.
When she heard the knock, her thoughts became even more chaotic.
It was so late, why was he knocking on her door?
She wasn't that kind of person.
Outside the door.
"Change the dressing, and take your medicine."
Xia Wantang touched her forehead with belated realization, remembering the doctor's instructions.
She was supposed to take anti-inflammatory medicine twice a day and change the bandage once.
Thinking of her earlier wild thoughts, she couldn't help but curse herself for her petty mind.
Ling Yuchen waited for a moment, and the door opened.
Xia Wantang said sheepishly, "I forgot. Thank you for reminding me."
"Mm, come here."
Ling Yuchen glanced at her and turned towards the living room.
Xia Wantang hesitated, but eventually followed.
Ling Yuchen had already taken out the anti-inflammatory medicine, bandages, and cotton swabs from the bag, waiting for her.
"Can I not change the bandage today…" The doctor said once a day, and the bandage was applied this morning.
"It got wet."
Ling Yuchen frowned again, his cold eyes fixed on her, his meaning clear.
Xia Wantang felt guilty and dared not meet his eyes.
She had indeed forgotten when she showered.
She could only obediently sit down next to Ling Yuchen. Immediately, a shadow enveloped her.
Looking up, she could only see the man's chin and his serious eyes.
His hands were large, large enough to cover her entire face.
His hand gently touched her forehead twice, and the bandage was lifted.
Ling Yuchen looked at the wound, with threads showing, and pursed his lips, saying emotionlessly, "Fortunately, it didn't get wet. Be careful next time."
Xia Wantang dared not move, feeling very guilty.
She had truly forgotten.
Ling Yuchen clearly hadn't done this before. His movements were a bit clumsy, and his whole body was tense.
But since it wasn't a difficult task, he dipped a cotton swab in iodophor, gently wiped the wound, and then applied a new bandage.
Just these simple actions made his back sweat profusely.
This woman didn't know how to take care of herself at all.
As her boyfriend, he had to worry more.
"Thank you."
Xia Wantang didn't know what else to say except thank you.
Ling Yuchen's eyes, devoid of emotion, looked down at her from above, his voice clear and cold, "We don't need to say thank you between us."
Xia Wantang lowered her head, feeling that gaze was exceptionally scorching.
After a moment, the oppressive feeling seemed to disappear.
She looked up; the person was gone.
Looking around, Ling Yuchen turned and went into the bathroom…
Xia Wantang breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on the sofa, her expression complicated.
She could feel Ling Yuchen's concern for her, even a hint of indulgence.
At the supermarket, his brows were so furrowed they could have crushed a fly, clearly not accepting her buying so many snacks.
Despite his disapproval, he had still respected her as always.
Listening to the splashing sound of water from the bathroom.
Xia Wantang's heart felt a little disturbed.
So many things had happened today, completely changing her life.
She had already been living a confused life, and it would be even more confusing from now on.
But since she had always been alone, she could accept whatever life threw at her.
Could it be worse than living under someone else's roof, eating leftovers, and enduring cold glances?
In another six months, she would be in her final year of university and could start her internship.
She was majoring in Chinese Language and Literature, so she could be an editor, a teacher, a writer, a journalist, a secretary…
Actually, she preferred being a teacher; she would have summer and winter breaks, and plenty of free time.
In her free time, she could do things she loved and even start a side hustle.
………
Ling Yuchen came out after his shower, a bath towel tied around his waist.
He had no clothes here, so he had to make do for now and have Han Xiao send some over tomorrow.
He exited the bathroom and saw Xia Wantang still sitting on the sofa. A hint of surprise flickered in his eyes.
He had thought she would have already returned to her room…
Xia Wantang was lost in her thoughts and couldn't snap out of it for a long time.
When she looked up, she met Ling Yuchen's eyes directly, and the sight stimulated her pupils.
Ling Yuchen was shirtless, with standard broad shoulders and a narrow waist, only a bath towel around his waist.
Water droplets flowed from top to bottom, and his abs were still dewy, his smooth muscle lines exceptionally perfect.
His semi-wet hair hung down messily, lacking his usual sternness, making him exceptionally sexy and languid.
Was this something she was allowed to see?
Xia Wantang swallowed, her face burning.
She quickly averted her gaze, but couldn't help but glance back a few more times.
The visual impact was too great!
Could men also be so sexy?
Temptresses weren't just for women!
Such a good physique, such a bewitching appearance, it was hard not to like him!
Ling Yuchen raised an eyebrow, a smile on his lips, and walked towards Xia Wantang step by step.
As he approached, Xia Wantang's heartbeat quickened.
She couldn't take it anymore.
Xia Wantang stood up in a panic, wanting to quickly return to her room to calm down.
Just as they brushed past each other, her arm was grabbed by a large hand.
Xia Wantang, already tense, was startled and quickly struggled free, saying, "What are you doing? Last night was an accident, and it's definitely not possible now…"
A fleeting light appeared in Ling Yuchen's cold eyes, with a hint of a smile, and he said, "You haven't taken your medicine yet."
"Take… take medicine…"
Realizing her misunderstanding, Xia Wantang wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
She gave a sheepish smile, took two steps back, picked up the anti-inflammatory medicine from the table, and quickly returned to her room.
The door slammed shut with a bang, and she leaned against it, extremely embarrassed.
Ling Yuchen couldn't help but chuckle softly. He walked to a corner and picked up a bottle of mineral water.
He walked to Xia Wantang's door and knocked, saying, "Here's your water."
The door opened a small crack, and a fair, soft hand stretched out.
After taking the water, the door slammed shut again with a bang.
A smile flashed in Ling Yuchen's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and he then turned and went back to his room.
The lights of the city began to shine, the night breeze gently blew, and the lights gradually extinguished. In the darkness, countless people drifted into their dreams.
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