TSBIR Chapter 35
by VolareShen Xingyang returned to the Song Manor and saw Song Yichen sitting in the living room watching TV as soon as he entered.
“You’re off work so early today.”
“I only had a few surgeries today, so I left after finishing them.”
As Song Yichen spoke, he walked towards Shen Xingyang, who looked at him in puzzlement.
“What’s wrong?”
Song Yichen didn’t answer, he just hugged Shen Xingyang: “I missed you so much.”
Shen Xingyang smiled, what’s with Song Yichen being like this? This is quite a change.
“I missed you too.”
Shen Xingyang responded with a smile, feeling extremely satisfied.
“Can I kiss you?”
Shen Xingyang pushed Song Yichen away, rejecting him very decisively.
“No, Aunt Luo will come out and see us later.”
“Then can I kiss you in the room later?”
Song Yichen said this with a perfectly normal expression, as if he was talking about something ordinary.
Shen Xingyang quickly covered Song Yichen’s mouth, looked around, and only let go when he was sure no one was there.
“Song Yichen, can you restrain yourself a little?”
Song Yichen’s eyes stayed on Shen Xingyang the whole time, unwilling to look anywhere else.
“I’m already very restrained.”
Song Yichen didn’t dare to say anything too excessive, afraid he would scare Shen Xingyang.
If Shen Xingyang knew what he was thinking about all day, he probably wouldn’t say that his current behavior was unrestrained.
Shen Xingyang was too lazy to talk to him anymore and walked straight towards the sofa.
“Shen Xingyang, why didn’t you call me Doctor Song just now?”
This was the first time Shen Xingyang had called him by his name, it sounded so nice, his name sounded nice, and Shen Xingyang’s voice sounded nice too.
“Do you want me to call you Doctor Song?”
That would be too distant! Now that they were together, there was no reason to still call him Doctor Song.
“You can call me whatever you want, but I prefer you to call me Song Yichen, or you can call me something else, anything is fine.”
Hearing Song Yichen’s normal words, Shen Xingyang didn’t know why, but coming from Song Yichen’s mouth, this sentence sounded so improper.
“Enough, Song Yichen, that’s enough.”
It was only the first day, why was Song Yichen so excited?
“I won’t say it anymore, let’s eat quickly.”
Song Yichen pulled Shen Xingyang to the table, this time they didn’t sit across from each other, but sat directly next to Shen Xingyang.
“You haven’t eaten yet?”
Song Yichen nodded: “Waiting for you.”
“You’re going to eat these things with me?”
Shen Xingyang casually picked up a piece of chicken in front of him and put it in his mouth.
Song Yichen picked up his chopsticks without hesitation and started picking up food.
“Not bad, did you add other seasonings?”
Shen Xingyang realized that the chicken didn’t taste so bland anymore, it was much more fragrant, and quite delicious.
“I added a little bit, tell me if you feel uncomfortable.”
Song Yichen had given Shen Xingyang a very detailed examination yesterday, and his body had improved a lot compared to before, it was already very difficult to reach this level now.
But Song Yichen’s goal was not just this, he wanted to slowly guide Shen Xingyang back to a normal life.
Shen Xingyang nodded, with Song Yichen by his side, what could happen?
“My second brother came to the company today, did you tell him to?”
Shen Xingyang suddenly thought of Shen Jinlin, with Shen Jinlin’s self-conceit, how could he possibly realize his own mistakes?
“It was me, but I only hinted at it, I didn’t say it too clearly, but he figured it out himself.”
Whenever Song Yichen thought about the things Shen Xingyang had experienced, he wanted to treat Shen Xingyang better, even better, so good that he could heal his past.
Shen Xingyang smiled and reached over to hold Song Yichen’s hand with his other hand.
As soon as Shen Xingyang finished eating, Song Yichen couldn’t wait to lead him into his room.
Song Yichen seemed to have been holding back for a long time, his movements were not gentle, and before Shen Xingyang could adjust, his tongue had already entered.
Shen Xingyang gasped for breath, his whole body limp on the bed, Song Yichen lay on his side hugging Shen Xingyang, and then turned his head to kiss Shen Xingyang’s earlobe.
“Shen Xingyang, haven’t you ever said you liked me?”
Song Yichen breathed hot air into Shen Xingyang’s ear, complaining somewhat aggrievedly.
Shen Xingyang’s ears were very sensitive, his whole body was tense, but he still firmly held Song Yichen’s hand.
“Song Yichen, I like you.”
Shen Xingyang said softly, his face a little flushed, he had never said this to anyone before, he didn’t expect it to be so embarrassing to say it.
Song Yichen didn’t expect Shen Xingyang to say it so easily, he stopped his movements and looked down at Shen Xingyang.
His eyes were full of indescribable desire, Shen Xingyang looked at Song Yichen’s eyes, felt a little flustered, and struggled to get up.
He had just bent over to get up when his thigh accidentally touched Song Yichen, and without even looking, Shen Xingyang knew what he had touched.
Song Yichen gasped softly, hugged Shen Xingyang, and pressed his whole body against Shen Xingyang.
“Don’t move.”
Song Yichen’s deep voice was enough for Shen Xingyang to feel his current impatience.
Shen Xingyang didn’t dare to move, just letting Song Yichen hug him, but the thing pressed against his leg became hotter and hotter, and the feeling became clearer and clearer.
Sweat trickled down Song Yichen’s forehead, he must have been holding back to the limit.
“Or… I’ll help you?”
Shen Xingyang blinked his eyes, looked at Song Yichen and asked softly.
“How are you going to help me?”
Song Yichen smiled and looked at Shen Xingyang, asking.
Shen Xingyang didn’t speak, turned his head to the side: “If you don’t need it, get off me.”
Song Yichen kissed Shen Xingyang hard before reluctantly getting up and going to the bathroom.
Shen Xingyang looked at the bathroom with a flushed face, why did Song Yichen refuse, he was obviously holding back very uncomfortably.
No, thinking about what just happened, Shen Xingyang only felt embarrassed, he quickly returned to his room, washed his face and calmed down.
But he hadn’t been in the room for long when Song Yichen came.
He stood by the door, looking at Shen Xingyang who had just taken a shower, just looking, without going in.
“You’re here, why don’t you come in?”
Shen Xingyang raised a glass of hot water next to him, drank it, and sat down on the sofa.
“I wanted to look at you first.”
As Song Yichen spoke, he walked to Shen Xingyang’s side and sat down, hugging Shen Xingyang without saying a word.
“I came to explain to you.”
Song Yichen’s voice was a little soft, very low, with a hint of grievance.
Shen Xingyang turned his head to look at him in puzzlement: “Explain what?”
“Just now, I really wanted you to help me, but you have too many injuries on your hands, I was afraid you would be uncomfortable, I couldn’t bear it, as for anything else, your current physical condition can’t handle it yet.”
As Song Yichen spoke, he gently rubbed Shen Xingyang’s bruised arm, it had been so long, why hadn’t it gone away yet?
Hearing Song Yichen’s words, Shen Xingyang thought of the scene just now, and felt a burst of shame, so Song Yichen was here to explain this to him?
He was indeed curious at the time, but thinking about it carefully, Song Yichen had his own considerations, so he didn’t think much about it, and didn’t expect Song Yichen to come and explain it to him.
“Come here.”
Song Yichen pulled Shen Xingyang into the bathroom, soaked the towel in hot water for a while before taking it out, wrung out the water to a certain extent, and carefully applied it to Shen Xingyang’s hand.
“Actually, it’s not necessary, it doesn’t hurt either.”
Unless he touched it, Shen Xingyang wouldn’t feel anything, over the years, he had long been used to his hands not having much good flesh.
Song Yichen didn’t raise his head, still looking at his injuries seriously: “It’s because you don’t care that your hands are always like this. It doesn’t hurt now, but won’t it hurt the next time you get poked?”
It wasn’t that Song Yichen hadn’t seen Shen Xingyang’s frown every time the needle was poked in.
Shen Xingyang’s blood vessels were originally thin and easily broken, and with so many pokes, the blood vessels nearby were all bruised, and it took several pokes to succeed each time.
The place that had been broken last time hadn’t recovered yet, and the new needle was poked in again, it must be much more painful than normal.
Looking at Song Yichen’s serious look, Shen Xingyang’s heart felt like it was stuffed with a ball of cotton, this feeling was very comfortable and made him feel very safe.
Song Yichen, he’s really, really good, from the previous life, he knew that Song Yichen was an extremely good person.