We agreed it was just a hug, why did you actually do it?

Although Tang Shaowu didn't hide anything, he didn't offer much explanation either, only saying...

"I'm allergic to the electrodes used to check brain waves."

Su Weile thought for a moment and said, "How long does a check-up take? How could you have such an allergic reaction? Did you have electroconvulsive therapy? That takes a long time and is very intense."

Tang Shaowu smiled and said, "You know quite a lot."

Su Weile rolled over, propped herself up, and said, "Tang Shaowu, that's not something you can do lightly. It has side effects and is bad for your health. You can't just ignore your headache and do whatever you want."

Tang Shaowu looked at Su Weile, who was sitting above him, and raised his hand to stroke the back of his neck, his voice becoming very soft.

"Don't worry, I didn't do it myself. Dr. Yan helped me. He knows what he's doing. He only uses it when the symptoms are particularly strong."

Su Weile frowned and said, "Tang Shaowu, what exactly is wrong with you? Is it just a simple primary headache?"

Actually, Su Weile sometimes had doubts, but because of his mother, he avoided the topic. He also didn't want to associate Tang Shaowu with that illness.

Tang Shaowu gently stroked the ends of Su Weile's hair. He had a lot of hair, and the ends were long, which felt very comfortable to touch.

"Don't overthink it, I'm fine, don't worry. With you by my side, my head won't hurt so much."

Su Weile, unsuspecting, readily agreed, "Okay, then I'll stay with you every day during this period. How about that? Am I a good friend?"

Tang Shaowu, am I good to you? Especially good, really. Do you even know how bad your temper is? If it were anyone else, I would have lost my temper long ago. I'm only good to you. You're so lucky.

Tang Shaowu chuckled softly, but didn't reply. He sensed that Su Weile still had something to say. He looked at Su Weile's silhouette in the night, his eyes shining.

"But do you know that you're being a bit too domineering? Good friends should understand and tolerate each other, not be like you, controlling me like this, forbidding this and that. My god, even my dad doesn't control me like this, really."

"So, Tang Shaowu, I need to go to the hospital tomorrow. You can't stop me from going. I already promised Jiajia I'd buy him custard buns for lunch. How can I go back on my word? I can go and come back quickly, okay?"

Tang Shaowu didn't answer quickly, and Su Weile, who was in a bad temper, couldn't stand it. She pressed her entire upper body against Tang Shaowu and pounced on him.

By bracing his arm against Tang Shaowu's neck and applying slight force, Tang Shaowu was forced to tilt his head back.

Su Weile said fiercely, "Is it okay or not? Answer me now, or I'll beat you up again."

Tang Shaowu's hand, which was originally on Su Weile's neck, is now placed directly on his back and waist.

Tang Shaowu's voice became hoarse. "Okay, go ahead. But next time something like this happens, you have to discuss it with me first before making an appointment with anyone else."

With a satisfactory reply, Su Weile happily lay back down. "That's more like it. I know, I know. Next time, report everything first. I owe you this; no one has ever cared about me like this before."

"Hey, where's my phone? Is it with you? Did you run over it?"

Su Weile suddenly got up again and started looking for his phone. He remembered that he had left it with Tang Shaowu.

"It was just here a moment ago, was it because you pressed down on it, or because..."

Su Weile's voice suddenly stopped, and the whole room became strangely quiet. After about twenty seconds of silence, Su Weile suddenly burst out laughing again.

"Tang Shaowu, why are you standing up? Weren't you working? Were you secretly watching porn?"

Su Weile stopped looking for her phone and sneakily crept up to Tang Shaowu, getting very close. She whispered in Tang Shaowu's ear:

"You're so unfair! Why didn't you tell me you watched the movie? Good things should be shared with good friends!"

Tang Shaowu's voice was terribly hoarse. "I didn't watch it."

Su Weile's eyes widened immediately:

"You dare to do it but not admit it? Besides, didn't you see it?"

"Huh? Besides, you didn't see it? What's going on if you didn't see it?"

Su Weile used to joke around like this at home all the time. Boys like him don't really know their own strength when they get together and tease each other.

However, Tang Shaowu's reaction was a bit too much.

Su Weile froze for a few seconds, looking into Tang Shaowu's eyes, which were very close to her. Although they were too dark to see clearly, the flame in Tang Shaowu's eyes was too dazzling to ignore.

Su Weile swallowed hard and said, "What's wrong? Are you angry? I wasn't making fun of you, I was just joking."

Tang Shaowu looked at Su Weile with heavy breathing, pinched his arm hard, then sighed and lay back down in his seat.

Su Weile turned his head and looked at Tang Shaowu, who was covering his eyes with his arm, and asked cautiously, "Are you just going to hold it in like that? Doesn't it hurt? Go and lower the flag yourself. I won't laugh at you."

Tang Shaowu ignored him and said in a deep voice, "You go to sleep."

Su Weile pursed her lips and whispered, "Old men are really awkward. They endure headaches, and they have to endure this too? Are they Ninja Turtles?"

"Su--Wei---Le--!"

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up."

Time passed slowly. Tang Shaowu remained silent, and Su Weile dared not speak either. He couldn't sleep, and he still hadn't found his phone. So he was very bored.

After much thought, I still think I'm not afraid of death.

"Tang Shaowu? Tang Shao? Are you asleep? Have you lowered the flag? We're both waiting for you to lower it without saying a word. It's strange, it feels like a moment of silence."

Tang Shaowu remained silent.

Su Weile continued, "Want to chat? Super tough guy Young Master Tang. Hahahahahahaha"

Su Weile laughed so hard his stomach hurt, and he rolled around twice on the tatami mat.

He calmed down a bit and slowly crawled back to Tang Shaowu's side. He saw that Tang Shaowu had already taken his arm down and was staring at him intently. "Are you done?"

Tang Shaowu smiled faintly, "Have you laughed enough?"

Su Weile was in a good mood. "I'm not laughing anymore, I'm not laughing anymore."