The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

After failing and leaving Lu Sui's bedroom, this is how he saw himself: this was how he saw Lu Sui after their argument; this was how he stopped Lu Sui from venting his anger; this was how he saw Lu Sui after buying flowers, her eyes red and huddled under the covers...

He cried without shedding a tear or making a sound; was he holding it in? But why was he holding it in? Why didn't he ever speak to him?

Explaining where he felt wronged seemed easy enough, but Shen Qinghuai neither understood nor comprehended Lu Sui's feelings.

"I didn't cry." Lu Sui slapped Shen Qinghuai's hand away, lowered his eyes to reach for the remote control to turn off the light, but Shen Qinghuai grabbed his hand back and kissed it twice. "Can I sleep with you?"

I think I understood correctly.

Lu Sui wanted her to sleep with him.

Lu Sui remained silent. Shen Qinghuai turned off the light, climbed onto the bed from the other side, pulled Lu Sui into his arms, and gently patted his back. "Go to sleep."

I didn't ask you to sleep with me.

"Yes, that's what I want."

"Last night, I heard you call..." Lu Sui turned to Shen Qinghuai, but before she could finish speaking, Shen Qinghuai touched her with his finger along the white fabric. "It's not swollen."

He asked, "What did you just say?"

"Shen Qinghuai, how dare you!"

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Shen Qinghuai said, "Let's check it out."

He followed up on Lu Sui's previous question, "Baby?"

"Don't you like me shouting?" Then, I won't shout anymore. Lu Sui isn't used to it, and he himself isn't used to shouting either.

It was raining heavily outside. At three in the morning, Shen Qinghuai found that the person in his arms was wet and cold, curled up. He turned on the light and then noticed that Lu Sui's lips were white.

Shen Qinghuai touched his forehead but couldn't quite feel anything. He then got the thermometer and measured his temperature at 37.2℃. For Lu Sui's constitution, this was considered a low-grade fever. He checked him and found no lesions. It was probably caused by sweating too much and then taking a shower.

Shen Qinghuai went to find the first-aid kit, took out alcohol to wipe Lu Sui's armpits and groin, fed him warm water with a little salt and sugar, and sent a message to Jiang Xiu, asking him to ask for leave for Lu Sui. Jiang Xiu replied quickly, whether he was awake or woken up.

Little Ginger: OK.

Seeing that Lu Sui's condition had improved and he was no longer sweating, Shen Qinghuai changed him out of his pajamas. When he pulled up Lu Sui's pants, he touched a long bulge on his lower back, which was probably a hypertrophic scar. It felt soft to the touch, so the injury must have happened some time ago.

So that's why you can't touch someone's lower back or take off your shirt? Are you afraid of being seen?

Shen Qinghuai pursed his lips, pulled up Lu Sui's pants, and carried him to a dry spot on the other side of the bed. Lu Sui let out a soft moan of pain, "It hurts so much..."

"Where does it hurt?" Shen Qinghuai asked Lu Sui, but Lu Sui couldn't open his eyes and couldn't give any answer.

He suddenly remembered the last time it rained, Lu Sui looked unwell, his lips were pale, and he had heat packs on his body... Was it because his lower back scar was hurting?

Shen Qinghuai rubbed his hands together to warm them and tried to put them on Lu Sui's body. Lu Sui's body was too cold; he felt like he was hugging a summer blanket.

"Don't touch here...get away..." Lu Sui cursed Shen Qinghuai weakly, "Fuck you—uh."

Shen Qinghuai sighed helplessly, unsure what to say to Lu Sui. "Why don't you say you're sad or wronged? Now you're in pain, and you don't even tell me. Have you been enduring it since I was about to go back to my room?"

He kissed Lu Sui's forehead and said, "Speak."

"Why did you say that?" Lu Sui threw away Shen Qinghuai's hand that was covering his lower back. "Do you want me to feel sorry for you? I don't need your pity. Get out."

Seeing Lu Sui like this, Shen Qinghuai pulled him into his arms, his chest vibrating as he spoke, "I don't know what you're thinking, but I don't pity you, I feel sorry for you."

Why do you have such long scars? Why don't you complain or vent your grievances? Even if we're not close, you could politely ask me to pour you a glass of hot water or put on a heat pack instead of hiding under the covers and enduring the pain. Why have I never seen you call Lu Huai Ren? Why are you always so quiet and prefer to stay on the balcony...?

Shen Qinghuai wanted to ask many "whys," but in the end, he just hugged Lu Sui, whose breathing was becoming increasingly erratic, and said, "Bad emotions need to be released. Don't always keep them inside, or you'll get sick. It's raining heavily outside. Go cry for a while; no one will hear you."

"Don't cry." It's unclear whether Lu Sui was comforting or warning herself with those two words, "I'm not sick."

"Hmm, but you have a fever. If it doesn't go down in a little while, I'll give you two packets of Xiaochaihu granules."

"I won't drink it."

"A good baby is one who is obedient."

"I'm not obedient." Lu Sui's thin eyelids drooped slightly. "If you dare to take off my clothes again, I'll chop off your hands."

"Okay." Shen Qinghuai answered without a second's hesitation, continuing to rub Lu's lower back. "Where should I put the heat pack?"

"I don't know." Lu Sui pushed Shen Qinghuai away. "Don't touch me!"

Compared to Shen Qinghuai, his strength was like a tickle. Shen Qinghuai could lift him up with one hand, while he struggled to even carry a sack of rice.

I didn't care before, but I'll be a good boyfriend to Lu Sui from now on, fatten him up and make him healthier. As for the scars Lu Sui doesn't want anyone to see, "I asked Jiang Xiu to call in sick for you. How about we go to the plastic surgery clinic tomorrow? — Hmph."

Lu Sui bit Shen Qinghuai's arm through his clothes, "How dare you! Who gave you permission to see my scar!"

...He didn't look, he touched it.

Lu Sui said not to cry, but Shen Qinghuai had made him cry. He didn't know if Lu Sui was crying because of anger, but why wasn't Lu Sui crying out loud? Why was he holding back? Shen Qinghuai wouldn't let him hold back. Only by crying out loud could he release his emotions, so he kissed Lu Sui's ear two or three times in a row.

Why can't I kiss your ear? Does your ear have a scar?

Shen Qinghuai touched it, but found nothing before being slapped without making a sound.

He rubbed Lu Sui's lower back, and his body trembled whenever he touched Lu Sui. He kissed Lu Sui's ear, but it burned terribly before he could even kiss it twice.

So there was no scar on his ear; Lu Sui was just too sensitive.

Shen Qinghuai grabbed Lu Sui's hand and kissed it, "Did it hurt?"

Lu Sui's eyes were wet, and the tears that fell like water pearls quickly gathered at the bridge of his nose before overflowing. His eyelashes were damp and clumped together, and his ears seemed to still have a dampness in them. His voice was soft and a little hoarse, "Why did you bully me?"