Translator – Xiao He Lian

Chapter 93.2

When the drowsiness hit and his butt hurt from sitting, Wen Chi simply changed his posture of lying on the edge of the barrel, put his hands on the barrel, rested his chin on the back of his hands and fell asleep with his eyes closed .

Shi Ye also waited for a long time not far away, until Wen Chi fell asleep and then he walked in.

His steps were light.

He walked all the way to the barrel before slowly stopping. He looked down and saw Wen Chi lying on the edge of the barrel unsteadily, like a rabbit holding on to something, his posture was somewhat indescribably funny.

From his perspective, Wen Chi’s long eyelashes could be seen trembling restlessly, as if he was having a nightmare.

Shi Ye crouched down and met Wen Chi’s face.

The night before yesterday, he had looked through a small gap in the window, but he couldn’t see clearly. At this moment, he finally saw this face clearly, this face that had appeared in his dreams countless times.

He thought that he had always been the passive party, only Wen Chii was unattached, leaving whenever he said from the capital and staying whenever he said in Jinzhou, as if he never cared about anyone or anything. But it was as if he was being held by Wen Chi by an invisible rope, where Wen Chi was, his eyes follow him.

Obviously he was ready to draw a clear line with Wen Chi, but later…he couldn’t help but rush over from thousands of miles away.

It was a long way from the capital to Jinzhou and he traveled alone, and was ambushed three times by people with an agenda. Once he was so badly injured that when he arrived in Jinzhou, his clothes were almost stained with blood from his wounds, yet he still came here at the first opportunity ……

Shi Ye’s thoughts turned back and forth and finally stopped on Wen Chi’s flushed face.

Wen Chi woke up, and opened his eyes at some point, his dark almond eyes stared at Shi Ye without blinking.

Shi Ye remained motionless, staring at Wen Chi without saying a word.

After a while, Wen Chi closed his eyes, and exhaled with lingering fear: “Scared me to death, hallucinations, hallucinations, all hallucinations ……”

Shi Ye: “…”

Those thoughts were all shattered in an instant, he laughed angrily and raised his hand to pinch Wen Chi’s chin as usual, but before his fingertips touched Wen Chi’s cheek, he barely stopped action.

Shi Ye hesitated for a moment, sighed, and took his hand back.

He stood up, bent down again and carried Wen Chi out of the medicine bath, turned around and walked towards the bed.

During this time, Wen Chi opened his eyes quickly, stared at Shi Ye’s chin for a moment and then closed his eyes quickly, looking obviously wide awake, but still pretending to be asleep.

Shi Ye took Wen Chi’s reaction into his eyes from the corner of his eyes, and the depression in his heart became even worse, but he didn’t expose Wen Chi, instead he put Wen Chi on the bed with a gloomy expression.

Wen Chi was wet from top to bottom, his clothes were still soaked in water, like a fish just out of the water. As soon as he touched the bed, he rolled in without hesitation, not only did covered the bed with dark medicinal broth but he also rolled to the corner of the bed, as if to avoid Shi Ye’s gaze.

Shi Ye stood by the bed, just watched Wen Chi’s performance quietly, until Wen Chi’s was done, then said in a deep voice: “Have you recovered after being scared by Bengong?”

As soon as the words fell, Wen Chi, who had his back to Shi Ye, slightly shook his shoulders. Although he was very well disguised, Shi Ye still noticed the clue.

Shi Ye found it funny, not only because of Wen Chi’s reaction, but also because of his stupid behavior of rushing to Jinzhou. Maybe he is a person who likes to be abused and likes to be stabbed in the chest by Wen Chi. Wen Chi’s successive actions repeatedly stabbed him in the chest.

Shi Ye managed to suppress the anger in his heart, found a set of clean clothes from the closet, walked back to the bed, looked down at Wen Chi who was still facing his back to him condescendingly.

“Are you changing your clothes yourself, or should I change it for you?”

Wen Chi learned the lesson just now and he didn’t even shake his shoulders, pretending to be a corpse lying in the corner.

Shi Ye waited for a while but didn’t get an answer from Wen Chi. He guessed that Wen Chii was planning to play dumb to the end, so he reached out to carry Wen Chi out of the corner.

Unexpectedly, Wen Chi was secretly exerting force, Shi Ye was casually planning to hug him and then… he couldn’t hold him anymore.

Before Shi Ye exerted a little force, Wen Chi had no power to resist. Unexpectedly, only half a year has passed and Wen Chi has already been taught by Liu De to some extent.

No wonder Wen Chi could sense his presence the night before yesterday.

The anger in Shi Ye’s heart rushed directly to his face and his face was so dark that he could almost condense into substance. Since he was still standing outside the bed, it was inconvenient to exert force, so after hesitating for a moment, he directly raised his foot and stepped on the bed.

Now, Wen Chi, who was hiding in the corner, had nowhere to hide and had nowhere to escape and was soon shrouded in the shadow cast by Shi Ye.

Shi Ye’s aura was too strong, even if Wen Chi’s back is turned to him, he can still feel Shi Ye’s approach.

At this time, Wen Chi could no longer pretend. He turned around in a hurry, shrank into a ball before Shi Ye’s hand touched him and shouted hoarsely: “I will do it myself!”

Shi Ye was stunned, looking down at Wen Chi, his dark eyes were covered by thick eyelashes.

Wen Chi’s head was still dizzy at first, but for some reason, when he saw Shi Ye’s face, the dizziness disappeared miraculously. Every word of his words trembled: “I’ll do it myself, you go out.”