MRFD Chapter 14

Chapter 14

As Rong Yi ran downstairs, he thought to himself, “It’s a good thing I broke up with this guy.”

Chen Ke Yao was extremely reliable on one hand, but utterly unreliable on the other.

But how many times in one’s life can you encounter someone reliable? A pickpocket last time, a burglary this time. Rong Yi had only encountered such dangerous situations twice in his life.

In comparison, when it came to the everyday necessities of life, Chen Ke Yao was a complete mess.

Living with someone like that would be exhausting, both physically and mentally. Rong Yi repeatedly warned himself in his heart, shaking his head vigorously to try to interrupt the scenes that had been looping in his mind since just now.

His voice suddenly ringing out from outside the door amidst the panic and despair just now. The concerned look in his eyes when he turned his head in the dimly lit room. The slightly troubled frown on his face as he looked at the bloodstains on his palm after wiping his face.

None of that could be eaten.

Stop endlessly reminiscing and then having your heart beat faster for no reason, like an idiot.

What’s more, he wouldn’t even consider you.

When he returned home with the convenience store bag, Chen Ke Yao was indeed still sitting obediently on the sofa.

However, half of his face was a mess, and several bloody tissues were crumpled on the coffee table in front of him.

“…What are you doing?” Rong Yi asked, looking at him in horror.

“I just wiped it a couple of times,” Chen Ke Yao frowned, “How did it break open again…”

Rong Yi was speechless again.

As a single Omega, he now had the illusion that he was a miserable parent of a naughty child. The moment he took his eyes off him, the little brat got into trouble.

He quickly walked up to Chen Ke Yao, dropped the bag on the coffee table, and reached out to lift Chen Ke Yao’s chin, carefully examining his wound with a frown.

The wound was about seven or eight centimeters long. The shallower parts at both ends had already scabbed over, but the middle had broken open again because of Chen Ke Yao’s fidgeting, and blood was seeping out slightly. There were also many semi-dried bloodstains around the wound, making it look dirty.

“Um…” Chen Ke Yao, who was being stared at with his chin lifted, stiffened and his eyes darted around, “What did you buy? I don’t think there’s gauze in the supermarket, is there?”

As he spoke, he reached out and rummaged through the bag Rong Yi had brought back, and then looked shocked.

“Why did you buy this?” He held up a pack of sanitary napkins.

“There’s no gauze, so I’m using this as a substitute,” Rong Yi said, taking out cotton swabs from the bag and iodine from the medicine cabinet, “Don’t move, I’ll help you clean the wound first.”

“Wait a minute,” Chen Ke Yao began to struggle, “Are you going to stick this thing on my face? I don’t want to!”

Rong Yi was a little helpless: “It’s not like I’m sticking it directly on your face. It’s just a temporary solution since we can’t buy gauze in the middle of the night.”

“I still don’t want it!” Chen Ke Yao said firmly, “It’s not a big wound, just washing it clean is enough, there’s no need to wrap it up specially.”

Really a brat. Not only causing trouble, but also willful.

“It’ll get infected,” Rong Yi patiently pulled him back, then lowered his head and carefully cleaned the wound with a cotton swab, “What if it leaves a scar?”

“I’d rather have a scar than stick this on my face,” Chen Ke Yao said softly.

“Maybe after the infection, half of your face will rot, children will cry when they see you, and no one will come to your classes anymore,” Rong Yi said.

“…”

“It’s not like I’m sticking it directly, why are you so concerned?” Rong Yi said, changing another cotton swab, “Tell me if it hurts.”

“…It doesn’t hurt.”

“Do you not have any sensory nerves on your face?” Rong Yi couldn’t help but press down a little harder.

“Hiss—” Chen Ke Yao gasped, “I knew it, if I said it hurt, you’d definitely poke it a couple of times. I didn’t expect you to poke it even when I said it didn’t hurt.”

Rong Yi felt guilty and didn’t say anything.

After cleaning the wound, he went to find a pair of scissors, took out a small pack of sanitary napkins, tore it open, and cut it open.

“I looked around, and only this has a mesh and is disinfected,” he said, handing the trimmed cotton mesh to Chen Ke Yao, “You can’t tell what it is, right? This is what the school doctor at my old school taught me.”

Chen Ke Yao frowned, obviously still unable to get over his psychological barrier, but struggling to find a suitable reason to refuse, and was very conflicted.

Seeing that Rong Yi had finished processing and was about to stick something that was indeed a sanitary napkin, though the original shape could not be seen, on his face, Chen Ke Yao tried to make a last-ditch effort: “I think using a paper towel is also good, can I use a paper towel?”

“No.” Rong Yi stuck it on without hesitation, “If you really don’t like it, I’ll change it for you tomorrow.”

Chen Ke Yao pursed his lips and looked at him.

“…Otherwise, you can go to the hospital to change it yourself.”

After Rong Yi finished speaking, he stood up from the sofa and pointed to the pile of waste on the coffee table: “Throw it away yourself. I’m going to sleep for another two hours.”

Chen Ke Yao carefully reached out and touched his bandaged wound: “Oh, good night.”

When Rong Yi reached the door, he heard him say softly, “Thank you.”

“…You’re welcome,” Rong Yi said.

If he hadn’t been in a hurry to save him, Chen Ke Yao wouldn’t have been cut.

So for Rong Yi, that was indeed “you’re welcome”. If anything, it should be the person who had been saved saying thank you to him.

Not just now, but the fact that he was willing to take him in should also be thanked. The price was cheap, the location was good, and the apartment was well-furnished. It wouldn’t be difficult to find a tenant at all. On the contrary, it would be almost impossible for him to find a place of the same standard and price again.

No matter what Chen Ke Yao’s starting point was, Rong Yi had indeed received a favor, but he had deliberately avoided thinking about it before. But asking him to express his gratitude frankly was also something he couldn’t quite do.

The events of this evening were too thrilling. Rong Yi lay in bed, tossing and turning, and couldn’t fall asleep even though dawn was approaching.

He covered his head with the quilt, thinking that he might as well find an opportunity to ask Chen Ke Yao what dishes he usually liked to eat.

He couldn’t fall asleep when he was in bed, but when it was time to get up and go to work, he was half-dead with sleepiness.

Rong Yi yawned and opened the door, finding that the living room had been cleaned up spotlessly. He hesitated for a while, deciding to wait until he got back to confirm where Chen Ke Yao had stuffed all those things.

Until he left the house, Chen Ke Yao’s room remained tightly closed. Knowing that there was a camera, Rong Yi was embarrassed to sneak over and eavesdrop anymore. He even deliberately turned his back when he couldn’t help but yawn in the living room.

He spent the morning in a daze at the company. After waking up from a nap at his desk at noon, he received a message from Chen Ke Yao out of the blue, saying that he had forgotten to tell him yesterday that he had a class today and would not be back for dinner in the evening, so he didn’t need to prepare for him. He had also been to the police, so Rong Yi didn’t need to make another trip. Also, after looking at the surveillance footage, the thief had climbed in through the living room window. He had someone add an extra latch from the inside, so it should be much safer now.

Rong Yi wanted to joke with him, asking if he had changed the gauze on his face, and to be careful of being mistaken as a pervert by the parents if they recognized that it was made of sanitary napkins.

He had already typed out the words, but he was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to grasp the sense of propriety, so he deleted them.

Just as he put away his phone, he looked up and saw Zhang looking at him with a smile.

Rong Yi felt inexplicably guilty: “What are you doing? Why are you smiling so maliciously?”

“Hehe,” Zhang ran over and sat next to him, “Who is our handsome guy messaging? Sometimes happy, sometimes frowning, your expressions are so rich.”

Rong Yi immediately looked stiff: “You’re just nosy. You were secretly looking at your phone all morning instead of working properly, didn’t think I noticed, did you? Want to work overtime?”

“I have time, I have time,” Zhang clearly lacked respect for Rong Yi, her immediate superior, “Come, I’ll show you something good.”

As she spoke, she took out her phone, fiddled with it, and handed it to Rong Yi, with a passionate voice-over: “Ta-da~!”

Rong Yi looked down and immediately got excited: “Wow, is this?”

“Our Mo Mo’s new magazine photos! And you call yourself a true fan, you don’t care about him at all,” Zhang said with a look of disdain, “Don’t try to steal my husband from me again, okay?”

Rong Yi picked up his phone: “Send it to me, send it to me.”

After changing his phone’s screen saver to the handsome photo of his umpteenth husband (as unilaterally declared by him in the entertainment industry), Rong Yi’s mood improved a lot.

On his way home from work, he passed by a convenience store, hesitated for a while, and finally walked in.

In fact, the ingredients he had bought yesterday were completely overflowing, and were now stored in the refrigerator, enough to make meals for another two days. But when he was alone, he was always a little too lazy to cook.

He just didn’t expect that when he entered the house with a boxed meal, he saw a figure on the sofa at first glance.

“Aren’t you not coming back for dinner?” Rong Yi lowered his head to change his shoes, “I bought a boxed meal for myself. Do you want to take care of yourself, or should I whip up something for you now?”

After he finished changing his shoes, the person on the sofa didn’t reply.

Yesterday’s midnight experience made Rong Yi suddenly alert, and he quickly took two steps inside. Then, as he breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a sense of unease.

The person on the sofa, at first glance, looked very similar to Chen Ke Yao, but was much older. Rong Yi recognized him as Chen Ke Yao’s father.

“Little Rong, right,” Mr. Chen stood up and smiled very kindly at him, “Yao Yao isn’t coming back for dinner today?”

Rong Yi wanted to laugh when he heard the name “Yao Yao”. To prevent the twisted expression from being seen by the other party, he could only lower his head very unnaturally: “He has a class. If you want to find him, Uncle, you should give him a call.”

“It’s okay, I just came to take a look,” Mr. Chen waved his hand and sat back down, then suddenly asked, “Do you usually eat together?”

“Uh…” Rong Yi didn’t know how to answer, “We’re kind of…sharing meals.”

“Yao Yao told me the other day that you two just met?” Mr. Chen continued to ask, “Little Rong, where do you usually sleep at night?”

Rong Yi fainted.

He suddenly understood why Chen Ke Yao would have such a headache when he saw his father. This uncle was so handsome and charming, but he spoke in circles and was so nagging, it was really uncomfortable.

“Uncle,” Rong Yi didn’t want to continue to be awkward and beat around the bush with him, so he simply walked over and sat next to him, “I know what you’re suspecting, but Chen Ke Yao and I are really not that kind of relationship.”

“Since you’re not familiar, you already know he…that…”

“Yes, I know, so it’s impossible for us,” Rong Yi took out his ID card, which he had just dug out from the company’s front desk courier pile yesterday, from his pocket, “I’m an Omega.”

Mr. Chen looked down at his ID, then looked up at his face, then looked down at his ID, then looked up at his face, then looked down at his ID.

“It’s real,” Rong Yi took back his ID card, “Do you believe me now? Chen Ke Yao and I are completely innocent.”

Mr. Chen looked at him: “You really…”

Rong Yi, who had faced countless similar scenes since his differentiation, nodded resignedly: “Yes, although I don’t look like it, I’m really an Omega. So, Chen Ke Yao and I…”

“Oh dear,” Mr. Chen suddenly smiled, “Little Rong, don’t say that, our Yao Yao is actually a very good person.”