PP Chapter 38.2

    Noticing the blinding flash moving away from his face, Tang Junhe opened his eyes and watched Yang Xuan’s movements in silence.

    “Hold it.” Yang Xuan stuffed the phone into Tang Junhe’s hands. He then unscrewed the mineral water bottle he brought that was pinched out of shape, poured some water on the T-shirt, and then put the bottle to the side and held the T-shirt ball up in his hand.

    He took the phone back, said “close your eyes” again, and then leaned down. With one hand, he lifted Tang Junhe’s forehead hair again, and with the other hand, he took the wet T-shirt and gently wiped away the blood on his forehead, saying in a dumb voice, “If it hurts, make a sound.”

    Tang Junhe said with his eyes closed, “It doesn’t hurt.”

    Yang Xuan wiped the blood off his forehead, loosened his forehead hair, helped him ruffle two times toward the other side, exposing the wound to the air, and then asked, “Where else are you injured?”

    Tang Junhe extended his arm and turned his elbow over to him.

    Yang Xuan held his thin wrist and wiped his elbow clean, just like he had just done. After wiping the outstretched arm, he looked down and pulled Tang Junhe’s other arm and wiped it clean as well.

    “Where else?” Yang Xuan asked again.

    Tang Junhe shook his head, “No more.”

    Yang Xuan then shook off the T-shirt and gripped it in his hand, and then sat next to Tang Junhe with his bare upper body. He wanted to ask Tang Junhe why he risked climbing to the top of this mountain alone, but felt as if he knew the answer, and changed the question on his lips, “Why didn’t you go back?”

    “I don’t know how…” Tang Junhe said, and after a pause, added, “I don’t know how to get back.”

    Yang Xuan was silent for a long time before saying, “So you’re just going to wait here until dawn?”

    Tang Junhe didn’t say anything at first, and after a while, turned his face to look at him, “I seem to know you will come.”

    Yang Xuan turned his face slightly to the other side, avoiding his gaze and said nothing.

    Tang Junhe continued, “I’m afraid if I go down, you’ll have a harder time finding me.”

    Yang Xuan sighed inaudibly, and after a while, he said, as if he was slightly annoyed, “I told you to wait for me, what did you run here?”

    Tang Junhe wanted to speak in defense, opened his mouth but closed it again, and only after a while did he say, “I was wrong.”

    The tone was chagrined and mixed with a hint of aggravation.

    Originally, Yang Xuan wanted to wait for him to open his mouth to argue, so he could vent out the restlessness in his heart, but he didn’t expect him to admit his mistake in a low voice. Hearing those three words, Yang Xuan’s anxious mood had nowhere to land, he could only pick up the water bottle on the ground again, then pinched it flat.

    Along with the noise of the plastic water bottle being crushed, Tang Junhe opened his mouth in a small voice: “I’m a little thirsty.”

    The tense veins on the back of Yang Xuan’s hand all went down again. With an impatient face, he unscrewed the cap and handed the deformed plastic bottle to Tang Junhe.

    Tang Junhe took it and drank the few sips of water remaining in the bottle. In fact, he was still very hungry, but Yang Xuan certainly did not bring food with him, so he did not say anything.


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Tama

Thank you for hard work!!

Jinx7

Tang Junhe is always like a baby to me

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