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    Shen Liyu sat on the sofa in the living room with his back turned to Song Qihan. As Song Qihan held the tweezers, his hand trembled slightly. The cotton ball soaked in medicine in turn lightly grazed the wound on Shen Liyu’s shoulder.

    “Ah…”

    Hearing Shen Liyu’s sharp intake of breath, Song Qihan couldn’t help but reprimand him, “So you still know the feeling of pain. Then why did you still leave the school campus to go along with them? Don’t you know how to protect yourself? If you don’t experience this pain yourself, then you might not even learn from this.”

    Although Song Qihan said these words, his movements were still gentle as if he was afraid of causing Shen Liyu more pain. 

    Watching Shen Liyu silently endure the whole process of his wound being applied by medicine, Song Qihan couldn’t help but purse his lips in displeasure. He then proceeded on with further statements. “In the future, you’d better stay away from Li Chen and his group. I don’t want you to turn out like them.”

    Even so, after saying these words, Shen Liyu still had no reaction. Song Qihan thought that Shen Liyu might be going through a rebellious phase, which was common in teenagers like him, making him frown. He exerted more force on his hand as he questioned the young man, “Did you hear what I just said?”

    Feeling a needle-like stinging sensation from the open wound, Shen Liyu instinctively turned around and grabbed Song Qihan’s hand which held the tweezers.

    Then, he met Song Qihan’s deep and momentarily stunned gaze. The stars in those eyes reflected his own delicate face.

    Shen Liyu then curved his attractive peach blossom eyes and said in a sweet tone, “Senior, you might have misunderstood. I wasn’t forced. I did it voluntarily…”

    As soon as Shen Liyu said this, Song Qihan loosened his grip on the tweezers, making the cotton ball soaked in medicine fall silently onto the sofa.

    What? Voluntarily?! Song Qihan couldn’t believe his ears.

    Shen Liyu watched as Song Qihan momentarily lost focus, disappointment flashing through his deep and profound gaze. Even so, the smile in Shen Liyu’s peach blossom eyes only deepened even more from the sight.

    This self-righteous, meddlesome senior had too much to say. Did he really think that Shen Liyu lacked self-awareness? Did he really think of him as a child who had not grown out all his hair yet?! This was simply so ridiculous!

    Damn it! If it weren’t for Song Qihan’s appearance, perhaps Shen Liyu would have already completely destroyed Li Chen, that scum gong [1]! At the very least, he could have gained fifty points of “scum abuse” value! Tsk! It really was an eyesore….

    Just as Shen Liyu was pondering over this, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a pair of warm hands. Startled, he looked up; but before he could even react, those hands pulled him to the side, forcing one of his cheeks to be pressed against the sofa.

    A cold light flashed in the eyes of Shen Liyu who was subdued. He looked towards the side where Song Qihan was standing and icily asked, “What do you want to do?”

    Song Qihan took a deep breath. He closed his deep-set eyes before raising his other large hand and delivering a quick and decisive slap.

    The loud “smack” sound was particularly loud in the living room.

    The stinging sensation on his skin left Shen Liyu stunned in place. Then, he heard Song Qihan’s voice, filled with restrained anger…

    “Disobedient!”


    [1] 攻: (gōng) typically represents the “attacker” or “dominant” role in bl relationships.

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