Yan Xiaohan suddenly turned over and covered his mouth, his chest heaving with anger, breathing rapidly. The two of them, one on top of the other, were face to face, their breaths intermingling, able to see their own reflections in each other’s pupils.
“Today, keep this to yourself. If I hear it again, I’ll personally send you to the heavenly prison, without anyone else’s help. Remember that.”
Fu Shen furrowed his brow, making muffled sounds in his palm and nudging him with his knee.
Yan Xiaohan moved his hand away.
Fu Shen’s cry shot to the sky: “Get off me! You’re pressing on my back wound! It hurts!”
Yan Xiaohan realized he had no way to deal with him: if he called him clever, he would become stubborn; if he called him mature, he would act childish.
— His temperament was truly troublesome.
However, even though he was so rebellious, Yan Xiaohan hoped he could hide well, not demanding change, and not wanting to do anything to him.
Upon reflection, he understood Fu Shen’s feelings about wanting to help the Jin family’s descendant.
Unable to get up on his own, Fu Shen slowly climbed up from the grass slope. As the hot-blooded passion subsided, he calmed down and realized he had been somewhat reckless.
He was not radically inclined, but his “path” was different from others. Being young and naive, he always carried a proud attitude, not yet having learned to hide his edge.
Yan Xiaohan stood up first, not looking back, saying, “Let’s go.”
Before taking a step, he felt a sudden tightness on his wrist. Looking down, he found Fu Shen had grabbed his sleeve, hanging his head, looking somewhat pitiful.
Oh. He had finally come to his senses.
Yan Xiaohan narrowed his eyes, amused, maintaining a calm expression, and asked flatly, “What?”
Fu Shen: “I… My words were inappropriate earlier and angered you.”
I’m sorry.”
Yan Xiaohan said nothing, keeping a cold face.
Fu Shen honestly said, “I admit my mistake. I was wrong. You can hit me, scold me, or punish me as you see fit.”
“Enough,” Yan Xiaohan said coolly. “You’re not wrong; the wrong ones are us treacherous people.”
Fu Shen lowered his head, truly remorseful and humbling himself for the first time to apologize, but the other party was not moved.
