Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 472 Not Leaving
Tang Xu couldn't really criticize anything.

In life, we hear countless道理 (principles) and dogmas, yet few manage to live a good life.

He doesn't take his body seriously, not because he doesn't want to, but because he really can't.

No one had ever taught him to take care of his body.

The things he endured at such a young age left him unable to take care of his health; and later, what Grandpa Yan brought him, besides mental control, was even more physical torment.

Having endured so many years of inhuman physical punishment and torture, he had long since achieved harmony with his body, even to the point of almost pathologically using it as a means of relief and release.

He was not wrong.

Even now, if he appeared before her covered in blood after torturing himself, she couldn't bring herself to blame him.

And now, to her, what difference is there between him being covered in blood?
Tang Xu wiped away the tears in her eyes, turned around, picked up her coat, and said only "Wait for me" to Yan Shiyu before preparing to go out.

But just as her hand touched the doorknob, she seemed to be triggered by some sudden consciousness, and turned around to look at Yan Shiyu again.

"You stay in your room and wait for me to come back," Tang Xu said. "If I come back and don't see you, no matter where you went or what your reason is, I will never forgive you."

After saying this, Tang Xu didn't linger and turned to leave.

Watching her departing figure and listening to the sound of her closing the door, Yan Shiyu remained silent for a long time before finally sitting down slowly in the sofa chair next to her.

Tang Xu left the hotel and went directly to the nearest pharmacy.

The town isn't very big, but because it's near a snowy and icy area, it has a wide variety of frostbite ointments.

Tang Xu talked to the shop assistant for a long time, asking in detail about the main functions and precautions of each medicine, but still couldn't find the one she needed most. In the end, she returned to the hotel with a lot of things.

When she opened the door, Tang Xu held her breath for a moment before finally looking up at the room.

Yan Shiyu remained quietly seated in the same chair. Upon hearing the door open, he calmly turned to look at her.

This was clearly the result she had requested, but at that moment, Tang Xu glared at him fiercely for some reason before walking in, placing the medicine she had bought on the bed next to him, and then turning around and going into the bathroom.

A short while later, Tang Xu came out again with several warm towels.

Then, she squatted down in front of Yan Shiyu and gently placed the towels on his still low-temperature skin.

After temporarily concealing all the visible traces, Tang Xu's gaze fell on his hands.

Despite having so many frostbite wounds on his body, there weren't any major abnormalities on his hands and face; the only noticeable difference was that they were a bit rougher.

Tang Xu wanted to ask why, but as the words were about to come out, she suddenly understood—

This is also a habit resulting from long-standing corporal punishment.

Such "corporal punishment" is private and cannot be seen by others, so it can only happen in places where others cannot see it.

However, he did not completely disappear from public view.

He has so much to learn, and he probably meets many, many people every day, so his face and hands cannot show any abnormalities that might give away his identity.

This is an almost perverse level of control and training.

But now, even though he has clearly escaped Old Master Yan's control, he still subconsciously retains this style of behavior.

Those old wounds are ultimately hidden and invisible.

Even if the person I'm facing is her.

But now, Tang Xu is forcing him to be completely visible to her.

He had no choice.

I cannot refuse.

After using a warm towel to help his body temperature return to normal, Tang Xu began cleaning the visible wounds on his body.

She carefully cleaned the slightly cracked areas with cotton swabs, patiently removing the dirt, and then disinfected them with hydrogen peroxide. Yan Shiyu didn't cry out in pain, and when Tang Xu looked up at him, he didn't even frown slightly.

It was as if such pain was already commonplace and something he had grown accustomed to.

The more this happened, the sadder Tang Xu felt.

After cleaning the wound, she applied the ointment she had bought little by little to the parts of his body that were obviously frostbitten.

She tried her best to control her hands from shaking too much, but it still took her a long time to finally apply the ointment all over his body.

Finally, Tang Xu brought over a basin of warm water and gently placed his feet into it.

Yan Shiyu's body stiffened slightly, but she did not resist.

Tang Xu took his feet out of the water and gently dried them with a soft, clean towel. Then, she put his feet into her arms, held them, and warmed them with her own body heat.

"Yaoyao!" Yan Shiyu finally reacted, seemingly resisting her actions.

However, Tang Xu remained calm, glanced at him, and simply said, "Don't move."

“There’s no need for that.” Yan Shiyu didn’t seem to intend to listen to her, and instead struggled slightly. “I told you, I’ll be fine soon.”

"Then let's get it done even faster," Tang Xu said softly. "Anyway, you already owe me so much, a little more won't make a difference."

Yan Shiyu suddenly stopped.

Yes.

I already owe a lot.

It's so much that I could never pay it back in this lifetime.

Any more, and we might not be able to pay it back even in our next life.

Tang Xu used her own body heat to gradually restore the body temperature he had lost, then applied ointment to his feet, put on two pairs of thick socks, and tucked him into a warm bed.

After doing all that, Tang Xu went into the bathroom to clean herself up.

She took a shower and dried her hair as quickly as possible. When she returned to the room, Yan Shiyu was still sitting quietly on the bed, without even changing her posture.

Tang Xu glanced at him only once before lying down on the other side of the bed, murmuring, "Yan Shiyu, I'm so tired, I want to sleep."

Yan Shiyu turned to look at her, and after a long while, she replied, "Okay."

Tang Xu did not answer him. It was as if she had fallen into a deep sleep from exhaustion while he was answering.

Silence fell over the room.

The two people lying on the bed remained motionless until the sky outside the window gradually darkened.

Only two wall lamps were on in the room, illuminating one side of the large bed.

Yan Shiyu finally couldn't help but sigh softly and said, "Go to sleep, I won't leave again."

Tang Xu did not respond.

But Yan Shiyu knew that she was not asleep.

Having shared so many nights in the same bed, he knew all too well what Tang Xu looked like when she was asleep.

She hadn't slept at all from the very beginning.

After a long time, Tang Xu's voice finally rang out—

"You can leave, I won't stop you anyway."

“I’m not leaving,” he said. “I will never leave again.”