A new year will be coming up, FeiNan has been repeating the same recurring situation.
Him acting cold towards JunQing without the mask, and at night wearing a mask and meeting him.
But this year the Female Lead will be coming in, yes the storyline is finally going to advance, for the love of god he was going to die of boredom.
The system beeped,
"Host!! Although celebrations are happening please don't forget that the Female Lead is appearing soon!! She will arrive in the city one day after the new year and meet the Protaganist whilst he's buying medicine for his mother, Female Lead has a great foundation in the medicinal arts and will nurse his mother back to health!! Protaganist will be forever indebt and help her throughout their journeys together!!"
"So when do I come in?"
"Great Host do not worry as you will soon be stabbed by your second sibling during the new year, your Father will invite the Female Lead to come and nurse you to health and this will cultivate feelings between you two!!"
Crushing a teacup within his hand, FeiNan's brows twitched in anger at what it said,
"Do not worry?? I thought if I had you nothing would happen to me."
Sensing the immediate peril it was in, the system quickly sounded,
"G-great Host, I'm only a system I can't change key storyplots..."
FeiNan quickly let go of the broken shards in his hands, what the system said was reasonable.
Still pondering about the circumstances FeiNan's eyes swept over the broken cup, a small lightbulb popped into his mind.
It is not be long before JunQing will overpower him, why not take the chance where he was still paying his salary to fool around?
"JunQing!"
He called out while sweeping the shards to one side, careful to not accidently flick it fowards the ground, part of him did not want to make life too difficult for JunQing.
If he gets too mad and comes back for revenge what is FeiNan going to do? Beg for mercy? Peh!! Might as well start being a little nice right now so he does not have to throw his face in the later years.
"Yes, Young Master?"
"Clean this up."
JunQing looked towards where FeiNan was pointing, slightly curious at the blood dripping from his hand to the shattered porcelain pieces on the table.
Preoccupied over the fact that he might bleed to death, FeiNan quickly opened the drawer to find pieces of cloth that may be able to bandage his wounds adequately.
Fishing out a roll of linen, he proceeded to messily wrap it around his hand, not sure of the proper way to do it.
In the movies they just roll it around and it looks good, maybe I'll just roll more...more...mo-more??
In the end, he was left with a big white bun around his palm and five fingers, it was clearly wrong but FeiNan just could not figure it out.
A light chuckle was heard from within the room, and FeiNan blushed red. He turned around to see JunQing holding in his laughter to the point where his whole face looked like an inflated balloon.
Knowing that he was caught, JunQing coughed afew times and directed his attention back to innocently cleaning up the mess,
"Y-you.."
"Young Master let me help you.."
"No need!! I can do it just fine!!"
FeiNan stood up indiginantly, the chair giving way from under him.
Cursing under his breathe he reached out and tried to pick it up and set it down....but his white bun of a hand failed him.
"Pffft.."
Aware of how comedic and idiotic this must look to JunQing, he blushed even further and was about to kick the chair away but the system beeped,
"System reminds Host not to OOC too far."
"Didn't me looking like a complete buffoon OOC?"
"Replying Host, original character was a sheltered Young Master, it is understandable that you do not know basic skills."
Why did you emphasize basic skills...
FeiNan stilled and looked towards JunQing, eyes unwilling but his body betrayed him as he quickly thrusted his hand out. His tiny pink lips twitched as he struggled not to burst out with a string of curses.
JunQing looked from the white bun made of bandages to the slightly flushed face of his Young Master. A new wave of laughter threatened to burst from the bottom of his throat.
Although FeiNan was trying to pull off a calm demeanor, he does not know that the slight tint of his cheeks and ears just gave him a resemblance to a small kitten throwing a tantrum.
Looking at the helpless sight of his Young Master, a sight he has not seen till today, a slight hint of doting care seeped into JunQing's eyes as he lightly grasped and unwrapped the small bundle FeiNan made.
Applying medicine and rewrapping the bandage skillfully, both of them were silent. Soft clicks and shuffling could be heard within the room as they both kept their head down staring at the same hand.
Once finished, FeiNan quickly pulled his hand back and whispered,
"Thanks.."
This small whisper scratched gently at his heart, JunQing found it hard not to give a slight smile before replying,
"You're welcome."
Author's Note:
I spelt JunQing as JunWing and I've never laughed harder.
I don't know how yall imagine the characters, but imagine JunQing as a chicken.
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