Xie Qinghan was almost dizzy with anger. He lifted Wen Xueya onto the bed, hurriedly tearing open his sleeve to treat the wound. "Why didn't you stop the bleeding?"
Wen Xueya stared at him with reddened eyes, tears streaming down. "Big Brother He, do you not want to see me? Do you hate me?"
Xie Qinghan thought: ...So you noticed. You're quite sharp.
Seeing Xie Qinghan's expression, Wen Xueya's tears fell even more fiercely.
Xie Qinghan's heart broke at the sight, and he hurried to wipe away the tears. "I don't hate you. It's just... I've been really busy."
As he said this, he felt like a jerk, lying to a fragile girl.
"Really? Did I bother you by asking you to come?" Wen Xueya asked, his voice filled with self-blame.
Xie Qinghan felt a pang of guilt. Wen Xueya was so understanding, caring, and reliant on him, yet he just wanted to stay away.
Just met once and said a few words, but he was so heartless and cold.
He felt terrible!
"No, you didn’t bother me. Don't overthink it. Why would I not want to see you?"
"I... I actually really wanted to see you!"
Xie Qinghan stammered, suddenly feeling like he was coaxing a girlfriend.
God, why did he have such delusion!
"Really?"
Wen Xueya thought coldly to himself: Liar, you don't want to see me at all.
Xie Qinghan said, "Really! I'll bandage your wound first. If it hurts, you have to tell me."
Wen Xueya lowered his eyes, watching Xie Qinghan carefully treat his wound. The warmth of his breath brushed over the injury, and a tickling sensation flowed through his veins into his heart.
He wanted to possess him by any means necessary.
He wanted selfishly to drag such a flawless person like jade to accompany him through the darkness.
After finishing the bandaging, Xie Qinghan noticed Wen Xueya staring at him in a daze. "What's wrong?"
Wen Xueya pursed his lips and said aggrievedly, "Big Brother He, it hurts a little."
A little white rabbit surfaced in front of Xie Qinghan's eyes, its pink nose twitching, its long ears hanging down in a pitiful manner.
Xie Qinghan pictured a small white rabbit with a twitching pink nose and drooping ears, looking pitiful.
So cute, he wanted to bully him.
Xie Qinghan flicked Wen Xueya's forehead with his finger.
With a "snap," Wen Xueya covered his forehead, looking at him with grievance.
Xie Qinghan couldn't help but laugh. "Next time, be more careful and don't get cut by broken porcelain again, little fool."
...
Due to his injury, Wen Xueya didn't have to go to Xie Qinghan's place to do chores.
Xiao Jinghuan came to see him: "How is your injury? Do you still need me to help you apply medicine?"
Wen Xueya replied, "No need, thank you, Brother Xiao."
Xiao Jinghuan noticed the bandages on his arm. "Did you bandage your arm yourself?"
Big Brother He did it! Wen Xueya raised his arm, proudly asking, "Doesn't it look nice?"
It was the first time Xiao Jinghuan had seen Wen Xueya with such an innocent and childish expression.
Though he had always been simple and cute, something about him seemed different now.
Wen Xueya's eyebrows knitted slightly as he hesitated,"Brother Xiao, I have a favor to ask."
Xiao Jinghuan said, "Don't say one favor, even a hundred are fine."
Wen Xueya exclaimed, "Brother Xiao, you're so kind!"
Wen Xueya continued, "Senior Brother has been having trouble sleeping lately. I made some calming incense. Could you give it to him for me? But don't tell him it's from me. I'm afraid he won't accept it."
Xiao Jinghuan asked, "But if I don't tell him, how will Xie Qinghan know about your thoughtful effort?"
Wen Xueya smiled bitterly. "As long as Senior Brother can get a good night's sleep, it doesn't matter if he still hates me."
Xiao Jinghuan sighed, "Junior Brother, how could there be someone as beautiful and kind-hearted as you?with this kind of broad-mindedness and magnanimity, how can I not admire you?"
Wen Xueya said modestly, "Brother Xiao, you're too kind. I don't deserve such praise."
Wen Xueya certainly wasn't that kind-hearted.
The incense was indeed calming, but mixed with the revitalizing incense in Xie Qinghan's room, it would become a slow-acting poison.
The poison would cause the practitioner's meridians to reverse, leading to severe injury.
This incense evaporates easily. but once it turns toxic, the poison is mild but deeply rooted.
Even if Xie Qinghan one day realized he was poisoned, he would have no way of knowing where things went wrong.
Xie Qinghan, oh Xie Qinghan, we have a long future ahead. Sooner or later, you will fall beneath me.
...
Every night, Xie Qinghan would apply medicine to Wen Xueya's wounds. His medicine had properties to heal bones and regenerate muscles, and in theory, the wounds should have healed within seven days. However, seven days passed, then half a month, and not only did the wounds not heal, they became worse.
During the day, Xie Qinghan stayed in Xiaobi Pavilion, while at night, he spent time with Wen Xueya.
Wen Xueya's prolonged illness made Xie Qinghan as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Until one day he talked about Wen Xueya's wound with 233.
233 : "About the wounds, Wen Xueya uses his spiritual power to aggravate them whenever you're not looking.It's strange that it can heal."
233 was equally surprised:"You didn't? I thought you enjoyed taking care of the beauty.I didn't disturb you from being immersed in the role of a loving mother."
"...Damn, you're the doting mother. Your whole family is doting mothers!"
Xie Qinghan observed secretly and confirmed 233's words.
He told Wen Xueya that if he kept doing that, he wouldn't come to see him anymore. Wen Xueya tearfully agreed.
With this, Wen Xueya's wounds quickly healed, scabbed over, and the scabs eventually fell off.
After several days, Xie Qinghan thought the wounds were almost healed and told Wen Xueya to take a bath.
Wen Xueya shyly said, "Brother He, I don't have a bathtub. I usually wash in the river."
It made sense. Wen Xueya lived in a small thatched hut; there was no way he had a bathtub, let alone a luxurious bath.
"Why hasn't anyone given you a bathtub? All inner disciples should have one."
"My senior brother ordered everyone not to help me and even cut back on my living supplies."
"Pah, he really is a piece of work."
Xie Qinghan performed an online act of cursing himself.
Wen Xueya comforted, "Brother He, don't be angry. He's not worth it."
…
Thanks, but I don't feel comforted at all. In fact, I feel even worse.
"Then I'll go to the river with you."
Xie Qinghan went to the river with him.
The night was deep, and lilac flowers swayed in the breeze, sending a faint fragrance. The moonlight poured down like a silver river, draping everything in a light veil.
Wen Xueya undressed and got into the water, while Xie Qinghan waited on the shore.
After a while, Wen Xueya's voice floated over.
"Brother He, I can't reach my back. Can you help me?"
The weather was stuffy, and Xie Qinghan was also sweating lightly, so he decided to take a bath as well.
He removed his shoes and socks, took off his white jade belt, and untied his robe. His jade-like skin slowly appeared in front of Wen Xueya.
The slender neck, the concave collarbone filled with clear moonlight, the flexible and slender waist and abdomen, and the slender and straight legs.
In the moonlight, he could see almost every detail of the other person's body, like a masterpiece created by god, an immortal exiled from the heavens.
In an instant, an illusion appeared: the entire river turned foul and filled with maggots, countless hands reached out, trying to drag him into the darkness.
The divine figure, bathed in moonlight, approached him. As it moved, the foul and dirty mud transformed into clear water, enveloping him.
"Are you really a celestial being?" Wen Xueya asked naively.
Xie Qinghan remembered the lie he told him a few days ago.
He chuckled, "What are you thinking? Of course not, I was just kidding."
"Not a celestial being, huh? That's great. Then I don't have to worry about you suddenly leaving." Wen Xueya rubbed his eyes and smiled.
Otherwise, he would have to go through a lot of trouble to catch Brother He and lock him up.
Xie Qinghan used soap to wash Wen Xueya's hair.
His technique was skilled, his soft fingers massaged the scalp, creating white foam.
Wen Xueya wiped the foam from his forehead, feeling inexplicably angry.
He asked, "Brother He, have you washed someone else's hair before? Your technique is so practiced."
Xie Qinghan remembered how he used to wash his sister's hair, often hurting her with his strength.
Later, he not only learned to wash hair but also learned to cut and style it, creating various hairstyles.
Thinking of his sister, he smiled and hummed in agreement.
The ending sound was soft and gentle, dissipating in the river breeze.
Wen Xueya clenched his hands, feeling tense: "Is she very important?"
"Very important."
She was his only sister, of course, she was important.
Xie Qinghan didn't notice Wen Xueya's displeasure at all. He told him to close his eyes, then rinsed the foam from his hair with water and pinned his hair up with a hairpin.
Wen Xueya lowered his eyes, his thick, long eyelashes hiding the malice and cruelty in his gaze.
He took a deep breath. He needed to stay calm!
This person was important to He Mian, so he couldn't harm her...
But...
Anyone who took He Mian's affection from him deserved to die!
Wen Xueya smiled with a small tiger tooth, looking innocent: "If there's a chance, can Brother He introduce me to her?"
"If there's a chance."
Xie Qinghan helped him wash his back, his gentle fingers moving down his spine to his waist.
The warmth from his fingertips ignited a fire that surged to Wen Xueya's lower abdomen.
Wen Xueya found that he actually had a reaction. He had always been abstinent and had never had desire for anyone.
Wen Xueya realized he was reacting. He had always been celibate, never desiring anyone.
Now, just from having his back washed, he felt this way for the first time.
He turned around, his wet eyes fixed on Xie Qinghan: "Brother He, I feel uncomfortable."
Xie Qinghan was puzzled: "Where does it hurt?"
Wen Xueya grabbed his hand and placed it on the heated spot between his legs.
He leaned in close to Xie Qinghan's ear, his voice low and amused.
"Right here."
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