Seeing my silence, he lightly bit my neck. I was startled back to awareness. “Don’t zone out in front of me. I’ll think you’re thinking about him!”
“Liu Yu, we’re not children anymore.”
“Fine, give me water.” He sighed lightly, and I hurriedly brought the teacup to his lips. This time, he didn’t avoid it, obediently drinking the water.
“Does the wound hurt? Ruo Han said you’ve been given anesthesia.” As I asked, I put the teacup aside. His fingertips suddenly caressed my face, carefully tracing the three claw marks. Just as I wanted to escape, he lightly coughed to remind me he was injured. I could only freeze. He smiled satisfactorily at the corner of his mouth. “You’re concerned about me, hmm?”
“Will you let him go?”
“Another day, let Ruo Han remove this scar.” He seemed not to hear me, his fingertips still resting on my face.
“You’ve already conquered Night Mountain. Night Lock means nothing to you…”
“Please spare Night Lock…”
As soon as my words fell, his brow furrowed. The fingers on my face dug deep, then with full force, he pushed me outward. I was completely unprepared and fell to the ground…
“Bang—”
“Is this all you have to say to me?” He roared, half-propping himself on the bed’s edge. His chest was torn from pushing me, blood slowly seeping through the white silk clothing. Fine beads of sweat dripped down his black hair.
So painful… I sat up from the ground, trying to understand his meaning. “Are you saying if I say what you want to hear, you’ll release him?”
“Heh… hehehe.” He laughed coldly, his eyes increasingly clear and mocking. “Then tell me, what would I love to hear?”
I inhaled sharply, my hand clenching into a fist, nails digging deep into my flesh. I raised my head to meet his sarcastic gaze and asked word by word, “Are you doing well?”
“Cough.” He coughed, looking at me in shock. The false clarity slowly receded, revealing a bitter smile. “No one in the world except you would ask me that.”
“…” I was stunned.
