Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Xiaoxiao was still in pain, and sniffled as she sobbed.
Jun Zeye pursed his lips. He reached into his pocket, felt around, and grabbed ahold of something. Just as he was hesitating over whether he should take it out, Yin Shaojie returned.
âWhatâs wrong? Why are you crying?â Yin Shaojie rushed over and touched Mu Xiaoxiaoâs cheeks, wiping her tears away with his fingers.
Mu Xiaoxiao shot a look at Jun Zeye as the pain subsided.
Jun Zeye knew that she was alright now, so he said mildly, âTake care, Iâll be leaving now.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
With that, he left.
Yin Shaojie stared at Mu Xiaoxiao and questioned her. âWhat happened between the both of you while I was gone?â
âHe justâ¦â Mu Xiaoxiao pointed to her leg. âHe did something to my leg and I almost died in pain, but Iâm feeling much better now. Whereâs the doctor? Were you unable to find him?â
Yin Shaojie said angrily, âI donât know. They must have all died!â
âItâs okay. Iâm alright now anyway.â Mu Xiaoxiao didnât want him to rage against the doctors. He seemed to be a little angry from his expression.
She reached out to hug his arm and smiled sweetly.
Upon inspecting her ankle, Yin Shaojie realized what Jun Zeye did.
âDoes it still hurt?â He touched it lightly.
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs eyelid twitched. âIt still hurts a little, but itâs not as painful as earlier. Itâs only superficial pain now.â
âItâs weird that it isnât hurting. See, itâs red and swollen. How can it not hurt? Also, why were you rushing down the stairs? Youâre lucky you didnât fall down,â Yin Shaojie couldnât help but chastise her.
âWhat, are you blaming me? This should be your fault!â Mu Xiaoxiao was upset, pushing the blame to him as she jabbed a finger at his chest. âWho asked you to stop him? What did you say to him? If I wasnât worried that you were going to fight, why would I rush down the stairs and almost fall?â
She jabbed him a few more times.
âTell me! Whose fault is it then?â
Yin Shaojie couldnât argue over her. He wrapped his large hands over her finger and said forgivingly, âOkay, it was my fault, alright? What? Why were you so worried? Feeling guilty about something?â
He looked at her with suspicion as he said the last four words.
Mu Xiaoxiao swallowed a little guiltily. âWho said Iâm guilty about anything! Itâs because someone tried to fan the flames and said you were going to fight. I was worried that both of you would get hurt because youâre good fighters.â
âYouâre afraid that heâd have gotten hurt?â Yin Shaojie honed in on this, his tone sour.
Mu Xiaoxiao hurried to amend her words. âOf course itâs you Iâm worried would get hurt! But⦠you also know that he saved me before, so he can be considered my savior, right? If you were to fight him, wouldnât I be requiting his kindness with enmity?â
Yin Shaojie thought about it. He understood her words as: they were one, so he represented her
âI wasnât going to fight him, just talk to him for a little,â Yin Shaojie explained.
He didnât need to tell her that he had actually considered brawling with Jun Zeye.
âWhat did you tell him?â Mu Xiaoxiao was curious and wanted to know.