Chapter 3 - Returning to the Hospital (2/2)
“It’s all right. I’ll take the medicine after eating ice.” Chen took a bottle of medicine out of his pocket in glee. “I’ve thought everything out.”
Liang snatched the medicine, “Don’t even think about it.”
“Liangzi, my darling wife, can’t you just go with me, please.”
Chen habitually stretched out his hand and put it on Liang’s shoulder. If it were in the past, this action would have indicated that they were good brothers. But Chen was in Zhen’s body now and Zhen was much shorter than Chen while Liang was almost as tall as Qing Bo. So, Chen had to stand on tiptoe so as to put his hand on Liang’s shoulder. And now he undoubtedly acted like a spoiled child.
Seeing him on tiptoe, Liang bent down and refused him sternly, “You can save your breath.”
Chen put down his hand and gave him a punch. “All right. I’ll go by myself.”
As soon as he finished his words, Chen ran away immediately, with Liang chasing him up in order to stop him. Chen turned around and hugged Liang by his arm, “Are we still brothers? You should just go along with me this time if we still are!”
“No.” Liang answered quickly.
“You …” Chen approached him and threatened in a low voice. “If you don’t want to be my brother, then I’ll be your aunt.”
Liang glared at Chen, who was grinning.
Sadly, Liang could do nothing but compromise. Then, Liang accompanied Chen to eat ice, watched him take the medicine, and sent him home.
It was the home of Qing Bo and Ke Zhen.
It seemed that Zhen really could not eat anything cold. Chen could not imagine how Ke Zhen had survived in the past. And he even dreaded to imagine how he could manage it himself in the following days of his life.
Life couldn’t be more miserable for him.
“Are you still gonna eat it or not?”
Chen took the cup of hot water handed over by Liang and drank two mouthfuls. Then he said despairingly, “I can’t live like this any longer.”
“You, what are you crying at?”
“It’s not me who’s crying. It’s Ke Zhen who’s crying. I’m not like him. He’s so easily got in tears all the time.”
Chen raised his hand to wipe his tears, only to find there was too much. So, he just threw himself into crying wildly, “I want to eat iced watermelon.”
Liang, “…”
Qing Bo, who was just entering the house, was also speechless.
Hearing the noise behind him, Liang turned around and find it was Qing Bo. He then called, “Uncle.” “Did you send him back?”
“Yes.”
Bo nodded, and went to the sofa and asked Chen, “What have you done before you come back?”
Chen looked up at him, his face covered with tears, “Eat ice.”
Liang touched his forehead helplessly.
“Is it delicious?”
“Yes, it’s delicious.”
“Do you still want to eat more?”
“Yes, I do.”
Bo held Chen upstairs, without looking back, “Close the door when you get out.”
As soon as they got in the bedroom, Bo threw Chen onto the bed, and began to take off his own clothes without saying any words. Chen kept thinking about his iced watermelon and was muddled until he noticed that there was only a pair of underwear left all over Bo’s body. Chen then finally realized why the guy carried him upstairs.
“Are you trying to fuck me again?” Staring at his perfect chest muscle, Chen asked angrily. But his face got burning involuntarily. “Shameless! I thought you were going to divorce me!”
“I’ve changed my mind.” The closer Bo walked to him, Chen’s voice got louder and louder, “Stay away! I, I … I…”
“You what, huh?”
With Bo already in front of him, Chen knew that he couldn’t escape this time, so he said with a bitter face, “I’ll give you the blow job. You don’t fuck me.”