CH 137.1

Translator – Xiao He Lian

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Chapter 137.1

Wen Chi didn’t want to cry, but the tears kept flowing down.

He endured it for a long time but failed to hold back the tears. Finally, he couldn’t bear it anymore. He picked up the quilt and wiped his tears. His shoulders trembled slightly when he sobbed.

Shi Ye touched Wen Chi’s back comfortingly.

Before Wen Chi could speak, he opened his mouth and hiccupped.

Shi Ye paused for a moment, then chuckled: “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

As he spoke, he tore off the quilt from Wen Chi’s hand and wiped away the tears on Wen Chi’s face with his palm.

Wen Chi lowered his head sadly and when Shi Ye withdrew his hand, he glanced at the medicinal soup in his other hand and his resistance was immediately evident.

“I don’t want to drink that.” In front of Shi Ye, Wen Chi became more self-willed, and he wrapped himself up in the quilt again with only his head poking out. He looked at the bowl of medicinal soup vigilantly, “Take it away.”

This bowl of medicinal soup really didn’t smell very good.

Just now when Shi Ye took the bowl from the maid, he also frowned due to the strong smell.

But this bowl of medicinal soup was specially ordered by several doctors to drink. Even if Wen Chi had a temper and didn’t want to drink it, it was impossible for Shi Ye to let him do so.

“Then I’ll put it away first and you can drink it later, okay?”

“No.” Wen Chi shook his head vigorously, “No, I don’t want to drink.”

Wen Chi’s reaction was quite intense but Shi Ye was not angry either and he just repeated patiently: “Even if you didn’t drink this bowl of medicine today, Ruo Fang will still bring another one tomorrow. Besides, it’s cold these days and Ruo Fang had to stay in the kitchen for a few hours to boil the medicine for you. Do you have the heart to let Ruo Fang’s hard work be poured out in the grass outside?”

Hearing what Shi Ye said, Wen Chi hesitated a little. He knew that it was not easy to boil a bowl of medicine, but he didn’t expect that it would take several hours to boil it.

And what Shi Ye said was right, he could hide from the first day of junior high school but not the fifteenth day1(To avoid the first day of junior high school, one cannot avoid the fifteenth day. As a Chinese word, it means to avoid for a while, but ultimately cannot escape at all.). He and Ruo Fang lived under the same roof all day long and if he didn’t drink this medicine, he would have to endure Ruo Fang’s nagging all day.

However, when Wen Chi summoned up the courage to take the bowl of medicine from Shi Ye’s hand, the unpleasant smell of medicine immediately scrambled into his nose.

He instantly regretted it.

He shoved away the medicine bowl into Shi Ye’s hand, turned around and buried himself in the quilt.

“I don’t want to drink.” He was really upset, feeling like he had already gotten into trouble with this bowl of medicine.

Shi Ye patted Wen Chi’s back lightly, thought for a moment before saying, “How about I drink it with you?”

Wen Chi’s face was still buried in the quilt and his muffled voice sounded full of grievances: “How can you drink it with me?”

Shi Ye said, “You sit up first.”

But Wen Chi didn’t want to sit up, he wished he could use super glue to stick himself on to the bed.

Shi Ye had no choice but to coax him patiently.

After coaxing him like this for a long time, Wen Chi reluctantly sat up straight. All his tears and snot were wiped on the quilt, so his face was much cleaner but his almond eyes were still red.

“How are you going to drink it with me?” Wen Chi glanced at the medicinal soup in Shi Ye’s hand and said in a grumpy voice, “Shall we share half of it?”

The image of Shi Ye drinking Anti Abortifacient medicine…..

He really couldn’t imagine it.

Just as Wen Chi finished thinking about it, he watched Shi Ye pass the bowl of medicine to his lips and then tilted his head back to drink a mouthful of medicine soup.

Wen Chi: “…”

Wen Chi thought he was hallucinating but when he came back to his senses, he found that Shi Ye had really taken a big gulp of the Anti Abortifacient medicine. He panicked. He didn’t know whether the bowl of medicine would be harmful to Shi Ye’s body so he didn’t dare to take the risk.

“Hey! Are you crazy? You really drank it!” Wen Chi was angry and anxious and put his hand on Shi Ye’s lips, “Spit it out…”

Before Wen Chi finished speaking, Shi Ye grabbed the hand he extended and pulled him over.

“Shi Ye…” Wen Chi was taken aback by Shi Ye’s sudden action, before he realized what’s happening, he felt Shi Ye’s hand pressing the back of his head, preventing him from retreating.

Shi Ye quickly leaned forward….

Suddenly the light in front of Wen Chi’s eyes dimmed, followed by a pair of lips against his. 

Shi Ye slightly opened his lips and slowly transferred the medicinal soup in his mouth to Wen Chi’s mouth.

Wen Chi was instantly overwhelmed by the overwhelming bitterness. His brows knitted into a ball and he instinctively wanted to struggle. However, when he saw Shi Ye’s discomfort, he forcefully suppressed that impulse.

The amount of medicinal soup is not much and it can be finished in four or five mouthfuls.

It’s just that the process of feeding the medicine was very slow. When Shi Ye opened the distance between the two of them, Wen Chi felt that a century had passed.

The medicinal soup was unpalatable. Wen Chi’s mouth was full of bitter taste and there was also some medicinal soup that left traces along the corners of his mouth, winding downwards on his fair skin and finally disappearing into the snow-white collar of his clothes.

Wen Chi seemed to have sensed it and raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth.

He raised his eyes to look at Shi Ye and found that Shi Ye’s condition was not much better. His whole body seemed to be frozen from the bitterness. He didn’t move for a long time, except for a slight frown in those phoenix eyes.

The two of them just stared at each other.

After some time, they both burst out laughing at the same time.

Wen Chi seldom saw Shi Ye’s making a funny face, which made him laugh so hard that he fell on the bed. While laughing and slapping on the bed he said: “Is it delicious? See you still persuade me to drink that stuff, obviously you can’t even drink it yourself hahaha!”

Shi Ye put the empty medicine bowl aside and patted Wen Chi’s upturned butt: “Okay, stop laughing.”

Wen Chi turned his head: “Hahaha!”

Shi Ye shook his head: “Stop laughing.”

Wen Chi laughed even harder, jumping up and down repeatedly on the limit of Shi Ye’s patience: “Hahahahahahahaha! hahahahahahaha!”

“…” Shi Ye was silent for a moment but couldn’t bear it any longer. So he rolled Wen Chi, who was lying on his back on the bed and then leaned over and directly blocked his mouth.

“No…”

Wen Chi was caught off guard and was crushed firmly. He wanted to struggle but couldn’t resist Shi Ye’s strength.

Kissing is considered a relatively good thing for Wen Chi. After all, he can see Shi Ye’s handsome face when he opens his eyes. As a face-con, he can naturally get great satisfaction.

But if you were to kiss with a mouthful of medicine…

Wen Chi felt desperate. If he continued to kiss like this, he might smell like a bowl of medicine himself. 

Fortunately, Shi Ye let go of him before he suffocated.

Wen Chi’s face was blue, lying on his back on the bed, panting heavily. He managed to calm down but then he caught a glimpse of Shi Ye calmly wiping the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, and was immediately furious.

“Did you do it on purpose?” Wen Chi kicked Shi Ye angrily.

Unexpectedly, Shi Ye suddenly grabbed his ankle.

Shi Ye held Wen Chi’s foot in his hand and swept his fingertips across the sole of Wen Chi’s foot. It was so ticklish that Wen Chi struggled non-stop. Seeing that Shi Ye didn’t intend to let go, he raised his other foot and kicked Shi Ye.

But then the other foot was also grabbed by Shi Ye.

Shi Ye grabbed Wen Chi’s two feet with both hands and he dragged Wen Chi towards him. He smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth: “Yes, I did it on purpose.”