ATBWSTBP Chapter 88

Chapter 88: Only Took Three Little Sips

Chapter 88: Only Took Three Little Sips

After the shower, Jin Mo dressed himself. When it came to the pants, he originally wanted to call Jin Baiyan.

Then he thought, he had already tormented Jin Baiyan enough today, he should let him rest. He shouldn’t overdo it and break his heart.

He wiped the stool, sat down, and slowly put on his pajama pants.

Jin Baiyan outside the door was a little worried.

“Little Mo!”

“Yes!”

“Are you dressed?”

“I’m dressed!”

“What about the pants?”

“Putting them on!” Jin Mo slowly lifted his plaster-casted leg, stretched it into the pant leg. Luckily the pajama pants were big, or he wouldn’t have been able to get it in.

“Be careful!” Jin Baiyan was worried, but embarrassed to go directly in, so he could only stand at the door, anxiously waiting. “Don’t fall, sit on the stool!”

“I know, almost done!” Jin Mo shouted towards the door.

A few minutes later, Jin Mo finally managed to get himself sorted.

Actually, it wasn’t difficult, it was just that he had been taken care of too well by Jin Baiyan recently, and his ability to do things for himself had deteriorated rapidly.

He lifted his buttocks slightly and pulled up his pants.

Only then did he shout towards the door.

“Jin Baiyan, I’m done!”

Jin Baiyan at the door had been waiting anxiously. As soon as he heard Jin Mo’s voice, he rushed in without saying a word.

Completely forgetting that if Jin Mo teased him again, what would he do!

“Carry me out!” Jin Mo reached out to Jin Baiyan.

Jin Baiyan looked at himself, his clothes were wet and then dry, his pants were wet and could not dry.

He was sticky and wet all over, with a pungent smell.

“Dirty!” He pointed to himself and said.

Jin Mo thought for a moment, pointed to the open space outside, and said with a smile, “Then move me over there, I’ll wash up while I wait for you, and after you’re done washing, carry me out again!”

Jin Baiyan’s face flushed.

“Don’t peek!”

Jin Mo immediately raised his hand, “Okay, I promise not to peek.”

Jin Baiyan helped Jin Mo stand up, had him hold onto the doorknob, moved the stool in front of the sink, and then returned to Jin Mo’s side.

Supported by Jin Baiyan, Jin Mo hopped a few times and sat on the chair, facing away from Jin Baiyan.

Jin Baiyan quickly took off his clothes and pants, turned on the shower, and quickly rinsed himself.

“Jin Baiyan!” Jin Mo heard the sound of water and shouted.

“Don’t turn around!” Jin Baiyan said while showering.

“Got it!” Jin Mo pouted and obediently faced away from Jin Baiyan.

Jin Baiyan’s lips carried a smile, his gaze involuntarily running to Jin Mo from time to time.

A few minutes later, Jin Baiyan finished showering, dried himself off, put on his clothes, and walked behind Jin Mo with a towel.

Jin Mo wanted to turn around.

“Don’t move!” Jin Baiyan held Jin Mo’s shoulders, covered his head with the towel, and began to dry Jin Mo’s hair.

Jin Mo’s constitution wasn’t very good to begin with. After the car accident, his immunity had dropped sharply, and it took a long time for a cold to get better.

In these three years, he rarely got sick.

He always thought it was because of his good roommates, Wen Zijun and the others.

Every time the temperature dropped, someone would remind him to add clothes.

If he sneezed even a little, someone would give him medicine.

Someone always paid attention to the weather forecast before going out!

As soon as he had a fever, they would drag him to get an IV drip.

…

He often joked that he was a lovable chihuahua, so he received wholehearted care from his roommates.

Who would have thought that near graduation, he had a few words with Wen Zijun over a small matter, and Wen Zijun accidentally let it slip.

Only then did he know that the reason for everything was because of his brother!

His brother couldn’t show his face, so he bought off everyone around him!

What an idiot!

Spending so much money for nothing, and all he got in return was his cold violence!

“Jin Baiyan!” Jin Mo tilted his head up.

Jin Baiyan took the towel away a little, revealing Jin Mo’s face.

“What’s wrong?”

Jin Mo gave Jin Baiyan a brilliant smile.

“Next time, if you want to be good to me, just come directly at me, don’t hide it and beat around the bush! I don’t have God’s perspective, if you do it too subtly, how can I notice!”

Jin Baiyan’s expression froze, looking down at Jin Mo, speechless for a long time.

Jin Mo turned his body slightly, hugged Jin Baiyan’s waist, and rested his head against his stomach.

“I’ll listen to everything you say! I know you’re doing it for my own good!”

“If you don’t like me drinking, then I won’t drink!”

The image of Jin Mo drunk suddenly appeared in Jin Baiyan’s mind. He raised his eyebrows, looked down, reached out, and lifted Jin Mo’s head.

“You… didn’t drink?”

Jin Mo’s face flushed.

He never expected that Jin Baiyan, who didn’t even have Jin Baiyan’s memories, would actually doubt his words!

He had drunk alcohol, and he had been drunk before!

Jin Mo secretly counted, about four times!

Once he even ended up in the hospital!

These all happened in the three years when he was at odds with Jin Baiyan.

If it hadn’t been for the last time he went to the hospital, which made Jin Baiyan vomit blood in anxiety, he probably wouldn’t have restrained himself!

Jin Mo lowered his head guiltily.

“Times when I was being angry don’t count!” he muttered.

Jin Baiyan’s chest rose and fell slightly.

“Being angry doesn’t count either!”

Jin Mo immediately nodded.

“I haven’t had a drink in over a year!” he said, automatically ignoring the time he was tricked into drinking two sips by Xu Jiahao.

But he was once again exposed by Jin Baiyan’s lie.

Jin Baiyan chuckled softly and slowly uttered a sentence.

“The day before your leg broke!”

Jin Mo’s memory immediately flashed back to the day before his leg broke.

The memory of that night suddenly appeared in his mind.

Xu Jiahao suddenly slammed a can of beer in front of him.

And yelled, “Drink!”

He drank several sips, and Xu Jiahao drank two cans.

Jin Mo’s mind crashed, and with a “thud,” he fell against Jin Baiyan’s stomach.

“Jin Baiyan, were you standing on the balcony next door that night, listening to us drink and sing!”

When Jin Baiyan thought of the situation that day, he felt a burst of anger in his heart.

That night, he didn’t sleep at all!

He would sit up from time to time, walk to the door, and listen to the sounds next door!

At that time, he didn’t know what was wrong with him!

He was just very worried, afraid of hearing any noises coming from next door!

It wasn’t until the second half of the night, when next door was quiet, that he felt relieved.

But he still didn’t dare to sleep!

Once he fell asleep, he would wake up with a start!

As a result, the next morning, when he opened the door and saw Jin Mo standing at the door eavesdropping, his face wasn’t very good!

Jin Mo also remembered, and he couldn’t help but giggle.

The hot air he exhaled went straight towards Jin Baiyan.

Jin Baiyan’s abdomen contracted involuntarily.

“I was wondering why your face was so stinky that morning! So you were angry that I was drinking!”

Jin Mo poked Jin Baiyan’s stomach as he laughed.

“Scared me!”

“You wouldn’t talk to me!”

“I was so confused!”

“I was thinking, how could this person change their face after just one night of sleep!”

“Hahaha, so you were really angry!”

Jin Mo raised his face and met Jin Baiyan’s helpless and doting gaze.

“Sorry, Jin Baiyan!”

“You probably didn’t sleep all night that night!”

Jin Baiyan didn’t speak, and Jin Mo understood.

“You were worried that something would happen to me, and you didn’t dare to sleep at all, right!”

Jin Baiyan reached out and gently scratched the tip of Jin Mo’s nose.

“Actually, I’m really a lot better!”

Jin Mo wanted to say that ever since that time he indulged himself in drinking and ended up passing out in the hospital, when he woke up, Wen Zijun told him that his brother had received him, and when he saw him unconscious, he was so anxious that he vomited blood, he was scared!

He wasn’t afraid of his own death, he was afraid that something would happen to Jin Baiyan!

So afraid that he didn’t even dare to touch alcohol!

“I only took three sips!” Jin Mo held up three fingers, “I swear, only three sips!”

Jin Baiyan’s hand caressed Jin Mo’s face, “Really?”

“Really, only three sips, and they were small sips, I was afraid you’d be angry, I didn’t dare to drink!”

Jin Mo’s voice became quieter and quieter.

Jin Baiyan laughed softly, lowered his head, and kissed him.