TSBIR Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Clarification

Shen Xingyang waited at the table for Song Yichen to eat together after seeing him enter.

Seeing Shen Xingyang reminded Song Yichen of the scene where Yin Yan kissed him earlier, causing inexplicable irritability, but he couldn’t find a reason to lash out and could only endure it.

Shen Xingyang felt that Song Yichen wasn’t happy, but he didn’t dare to ask, only thinking of trying his best to lower his presence.

Seeing him eating so cautiously, Song Yichen deliberately exaggerated his eating motions and casually put a shrimp into Shen Xingyang’s bowl.

“This is the normal taste of food, you can try it. Eating a little won’t affect you.”

Shen Xingyang looked at the shrimp in his bowl, hesitated for a moment, but still put it in his mouth.

Before long, his body started to itch, and he anxiously put down his chopsticks, “Doctor Song, I’m done eating, please enjoy your meal.”

Song Yichen impatiently glanced at Shen Xingyang, “Sit down, at least finish this bowl of rice.”

Was Shen Xingyang’s stomach the size of a bird’s? He was full after only a bite or two. No wonder he was so thin.

Helpless, Shen Xingyang could only sit down and continue picking at the rice in his bowl.

His body was itching severely, and his expression was somewhat abnormal, but he didn’t dare to scratch.

“What’s wrong with your neck?”

Song Yichen originally wanted to see if Shen Xingyang had finished eating, but he accidentally saw a red patch on his neck.

Shen Xingyang quickly covered his neck with his hand and got up in a fluster, “It’s nothing, probably just hot.”

Saying this, Shen Xingyang wanted to run to his room, “I’ll be fine after I wash up.”

Song Yichen wasn’t stupid. It was autumn, so how could it be this hot? Moreover, the air conditioner was on in the house, maintaining the most suitable temperature. How could he be so hot?

“Wait.”

Song Yichen blocked Shen Xingyang’s path and took his hand away. The moment he saw his neck clearly, he immediately recalled the shrimp from earlier. Thinking about Shen Xingyang’s expression at the time, Shen Xingyang must have known that he was allergic to shrimp.

He frowned and angrily pulled Shen Xingyang upstairs.

Shen Xingyang stood there helplessly, watching Song Yichen get the medicine kit, and quietly said, “I’m sorry.”

“I thought you couldn’t talk,” Song Yichen coldly snorted, gesturing for Shen Xingyang to sit down.

Shen Xingyang nimbly sat on the sofa, waiting for Song Yichen to give orders.

Song Yichen got angry just looking at him, “Don’t you have a mouth? You couldn’t say you’re allergic?”

As he spoke, Song Yichen applied medicine to Shen Xingyang, which only made Shen Xingyang feel itchier. He wanted to raise his hand to scratch, but Song Yichen stopped him.

“You know it’s itchy now? Weren’t you acting just fine earlier?”

Shen Xingyang lowered his head, not daring to speak, obediently listening to Song Yichen scolding him.

“Take off your clothes.”

Song Yichen couldn’t reach some areas to apply the medicine, so he ordered Shen Xingyang to take off his shirt.

Shen Xingyang suddenly clutched his clothes, his face looking very unnatural, “I can apply it myself.”

Realizing that he had overreacted, Shen Xingyang quickly looked at Song Yichen, afraid that he would be unhappy.

But not only was Song Yichen not angry, but he even laughed, “I thought you couldn’t say no.”

Shen Xingyang looked at the laughing Song Yichen and wanted to ask if Song Yichen didn’t dislike him so much now, but he still didn’t ask.

“I just don’t want you to hate me,” Shen Xingyang said softly, preparing to take the medicine.

Song Yichen took the medicine away, “You overestimate yourself. You’re not worth my effort to hate.”

“Don’t change the subject. You can’t reach some places to apply the medicine, I’ll help you. I’ll also see if you need to take more medicine.”

Helpless, Shen Xingyang could only take off his clothes and wait for Song Yichen to apply the medicine for him.

Looking at the large patches of red rash, Song Yichen found it somewhat horrifying, as Shen Xingyang’s skin was already pale. Shen Xingyang’s endurance was really good, enduring it for so long.

Song Yichen’s cold hand touched Shen Xingyang’s skin, and Shen Xingyang felt uncomfortable, but he didn’t dare to resist and could only clutch his clothes tightly to alleviate the discomfort.

“Is it very uncomfortable?”

Seeing his appearance of forbearance, Song Yichen found it funny and leaned close to Shen Xingyang to ask quietly.

Shen Xingyang stubbornly said, “No.”

Song Yichen didn’t refute his stubbornness, but deliberately increased the pressure a little, making Shen Xingyang’s touch more obvious.

Shen Xingyang couldn’t bear it anymore and grabbed Song Yichen’s hand, stopping him from continuing to apply the medicine.

“That’s enough, I can do the rest myself.”

Song Yichen didn’t take his hand back, just looking at Shen Xingyang, “I’m just helping you apply medicine, and you’re already so uncomfortable. Then why didn’t you reject the person you don’t like when he kissed you?”

Shen Xingyang froze, his face turning pale, his whole person appearing somewhat flustered.

“You… you saw it?”

“I saw it.”

Song Yichen took his hand back and casually took a box of medicine from the medicine kit and placed it on the table.

Shen Xingyang forced a smile, but that smile looked very weak, “How could it be? He’s my boyfriend, how could I not like it.”

“People say that life is like a play, I think you’ve really taken yourself as an actor.”

Song Yichen thought that after telling Shen Xingyang these things, Shen Xingyang could be a little more sincere with him. Now it seemed that he was daydreaming. A person like Shen Xingyang had been acting for so long that he didn’t know what was real and what was fake.

Shen Xingyang couldn’t refute, only lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Song Yichen snapped his fingers to bring Shen Xingyang back to his senses, “Put your clothes on.”

Only then did Shen Xingyang remember that he wasn’t wearing clothes and quickly put them on.

“Then when are you going to break up with him?”

He couldn’t possibly act for a lifetime, right? Thinking this, Song Yichen directly asked.

Shen Xingyang looked up at Song Yichen, shaking his head in denial, “I don’t have that idea for the time being.”

Seeing his guilty look, Song Yichen knew what he was thinking in his heart. He was too lazy to say anything and handed the medicine to Shen Xingyang.

“Apply the medicine to the places I didn’t reach, and you can take one of these pills, otherwise you won’t be able to sleep at night from the itching.”

Shen Xingyang nodded, took the medicine, and wanted to escape from this place.

Song Yichen was too shrewd. All his little actions were exposed in Song Yichen’s eyes, and he could discover everything.

“Thank you, Doctor Song.”

Shen Xingyang closed the door for Song Yichen and hurried back to his room with the medicine. After closing the door, he leaned against it, trying to suppress his unease.

How did Song Yichen know everything? He pretended to be obedient, and Song Yichen immediately saw through it. He lied, and Song Yichen could immediately tell. Now, he didn’t like Yin Yan anymore, and he had seen through that too.

Song Yichen sat on the sofa, looked at the still-changing heart rate, smiled, and turned to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Looking at it this way, Shen Xingyang wasn’t a completely emotionless block of wood.

His mood would still change, he just wasn’t willing to expose it in front of him.

Shen Jinjue doted on Shen Xingyang like crazy, how could Shen Xingyang still act for other people! Could it be that he couldn’t even control who he liked and didn’t like? Song Yichen wouldn’t believe that. It was just that Shen Xingyang wanted to live that kind of life.

After scheming too much, he wouldn’t know what was real and what was fake.