Tong Sui took out his clothes and went to take a shower.
After showering, he pulled out his books and sat down at his desk.
He spread open the books.
This environment gave him an illusion of returning to school.
The base had a generator, and the lights were far better than candles.
Tong Sui read until late into the night, and only when he could no longer hold on did he doze off with his head on the desk.
He hadn’t slept long.
A shadow leapt onto the balcony, easily pushing open the door to come inside.
Jiang Hua noticed that Tong Sui had fallen asleep while reading again and frowned.
Why was he so eager to learn?
If he hadn’t come over, would Tong Sui have slept at the desk all night?
Why could he notice the little girl who hadn’t eaten but not pay attention to his own health?
He walked over and set the book aside.
Tong Sui frowned and buried his head in his arm.
Jiang Hua knew he wouldn’t wake up easily.
Without politeness, he slipped his hand under Tong Sui’s armpit and lifted him up, gently placing him on the upper bunk.
Jiang Hua didn’t leave but quietly sat beside the bed.
Tong Sui lay with his face turned, a red imprint on his cheek from his sleeping position.
Jiang Hua stared for a long time.
His gaze slowly moved to Tong Sui’s hands. His fingertips were fair, and his nails were neatly trimmed and rounded, almost delicate.
Yet, he didn’t mind giving warmth to a dirty little child.
Jiang Hua silently lowered his head.
He held Tong Sui’s hand and gently placed it on his head.
It was a strange feeling.
A rare sense of confusion appeared in Jiang Hua’s eyes.
He once thought he could stop caring about everything, but in that moment, it felt as though he had pierced through a time rift, becoming that bloodied child again, desperately yearning for warmth.
“Suì Suì.”
Jiang Hua called softly, and the drowsy Tong Sui mumbled in response.
He gently rubbed his cheek against the soft, white palm, kissing it tenderly, “Would you like to be my friend?”
Tong Sui’s palm felt warm and damp, as if some sticky little animal had been licking his hand.
He heard someone talking but couldn’t make out the words, or perhaps it was a dream. It went on for quite some time.
With deep emotions swirling in Jiang Hua’s eyes, he whispered beside Tong Sui’s ear, “You agreed, and from now on, you will be my only friend. I won’t allow you to change your mind.”
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Later, Suì Suì: Is this what you call a friend?
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The next day, when Tong Sui woke up, he felt sore all over.
He sat on the bed in confusion, not remembering when he had climbed up or how he had managed to cover himself with the blanket.
Had he been so engrossed in reading that he lost track of time?
Tong Sui pursed his lips.
“Ouch.”
There was a slight sting on his lips, as if they had been heavily kissed repeatedly, the tender skin rubbed raw.
But he was the only person in this room.
Tong Sui kicked off the blanket and got out of bed.
He checked the windows and doors, all of them normal, without any signs of being tampered with.
“How strange…”
Is this the frailty of this body?
Tong Sui walked into the bathroom to wash up, and his lips appeared slightly swollen in the mirror.
He felt heavy all over, and since he hadn’t done much exercise yesterday, it shouldn’t be his arms that were sore, so why did his thighs feel slightly achy?
Tong Sui took off his clothes, preparing to shower again.
He looked down and found no visible wounds on his body.
However, in places he couldn’t see, beautiful marks trailed from his shoulder blades down along his spine like a string of scattered pearls, some light, some heavy.
There was a bright hickey hidden beneath the soft strands of hair on the side of his neck.
Tong Sui didn’t notice these abnormalities.
System: [……..]
It had witnessed everything that happened yesterday and was pondering whether to tell its host that their home had been invaded.
This thief wasn’t interested in anything else, only in taking advantage of the body.
After showering, Tong Sui felt much better, but the muscles in his thighs continued to ache, and a slight warmth lingered.
He ignored this discomfort.
Picking up the book he hadn’t finished, as he stepped outside, Tong Sui almost collided with Jiang Hua, who was standing in the hallway.
“Good morning, Captain Hua.”
Tong Sui quickly walked over, greeting him with a bright smile.
Jiang Hua nodded, “Morning.”
His gaze discreetly skimmed over the back of Tong Sui’s neck, as if he noticed something, and his eyes deepened.
Tong Sui turned his head in confusion.
The corridor behind them was empty, with nothing there.
“Captain Hua, what were you just looking at?”
Jiang Hua replied, “Nothing.”
Tong Sui was perplexed.
He couldn’t tell if it was his illusion, but it felt like Jiang Hua was in a better mood.
It was somewhat strange, considering that aside from that morning two days ago when Jiang Hua’s expression had been a bit off, he had looked quite well in the mornings since then.
But Tong Sui didn’t think too much about it.
The two went together to the cafeteria where they had eaten yesterday.
The weather today was rather gloomy; even during the day, the light was dim.
Large dark clouds covered the already gray sky, heavy and looking as if they might fall, making the air feel stuffy and warmer than usual.
From a distance, Tong Sui spotted a small figure squatting on the steps. When she saw them approaching, the little girl stood up.