TSBIR Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Shen Jinjue Returns to Mu City

When Shen Xingyang woke up, the first thing he saw was Yin Yan’s face, which startled him so much that he almost fell out of bed.

Yin Yan quickly grabbed him: “What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”

Shen Xingyang pushed his hand away and got out of bed: “No.”

Yin Yan always felt that something was different. Shen Xingyang was too indifferent, and he felt inexplicably uneasy.

He only thought it was because he didn’t answer Shen Xingyang’s call for help last time, and left Shen Xingyang alone in the hospital for so long.

“A-Yang, I was wrong last time, I’m sorry, please don’t be angry, okay?”

Yin Yan hugged Shen Xingyang from behind and apologized softly.

Yin Yan was gentle beyond words, but Shen Xingyang’s mind was filled with the image of Yin Yan pinching him and coercing him.

Those nights of coercion filled him with fear and disgust for Yin Yan.

Yin Yan looked at Shen Xingyang’s subconscious avoidance and the fear in his eyes, completely puzzled.

“A-Yang, you…”

Shen Xingyang lowered his head and took a few steps back. Could he still not do it? But if he broke up now, everyone would think he was being unreasonable, and his brother would feel guilty towards them.

“Don’t touch me, I’m not feeling well.”

Shen Xingyang’s tone was not good, but his voice was very soft, making Yin Yan think that he might really be unwell.

Yin Yan touched his forehead and left after confirming that he didn’t have a fever, letting Shen Xingyang rest.

“Then you rest first, I’ll go through the discharge procedures.”

Shen Xingyang nodded, not saying anything more.

Seeing Yin Yan leave, Shen Xingyang finally had a chance to breathe.

He covered his face, trying to recall those happy moments with Yin Yan, but all that came to mind were those painful memories.

He went into the bathroom, washed his face, and looked at himself in the mirror for a long time.

“Brother.”

Shen Xingyang was still bothered by the things of his past life when he heard the phone ring. He picked it up, looked at it, and answered.

“A-Yang, did Yin Yan return to Mu City?”

“He did.”

Shen Xingyang rubbed his swollen and aching eyes. He didn’t understand why Shen Jinjue valued those two brothers so much.

“That’s good. Yin Yan didn’t do it on purpose. Now that he’s back, take a step back. If his attitude is good, then don’t be angry.”

Shen Xingyang hummed softly before hanging up the phone, recalling everything from his past life.

Shen Jinjue’s trust in Yin Yan and the others probably couldn’t be dismantled overnight.

Not long after, Yin Yan returned after completing the procedures.

“A-Yang, how are you feeling? Still uncomfortable?”

Shen Xingyang shook his head: “Let’s go back.”

Hearing his words, Yin Yan happily nodded, looking a little at a loss: “Yes, go home, go home.”

On the way back, Yin Yan said a lot, constantly apologizing. Shen Xingyang didn’t listen to what Yin Yan was saying, he was just thinking about the things of his past life, thinking about how he could dismantle his brother’s trust in Yin Yan and the others.

“A-Yang, can’t you forgive me yet?”

Yin Yan was also a little discouraged. Shen Xingyang was usually very easy to coax, why was he being so unreasonable today?

Shen Xingyang then looked at Yin Yan and forced a smile: “I’m not angry, it’s just that I’ve been taking too much medicine these past few days, and I feel a little nauseous.”

Yin Yan suddenly realized that was the reason. He knew that Shen Xingyang wouldn’t be angry over such trivial matters.

“A-Yang, you’re so good. Don’t worry, there won’t be a next time.”

Shen Xingyang nodded perfunctorily, squinting his eyes to rest.

Because of Shen Xingyang’s physical condition, Yin Yan was afraid that he would not be able to control himself, so he took the initiative to suggest sleeping in the guest room, and the two had always been careful to keep their distance.

As soon as he got home, Shen Xingyang made a table full of dishes, but Shen Xingyang didn’t have much appetite. It wasn’t because Yin Yan made it, but because he knew without eating that the dishes in front of him were all salt-free and low-oil. They looked good in color and flavor, but they didn’t really have any taste.

Shen Xingyang picked up his chopsticks, looked at them, and finally put them down.

“Eat by yourself, I don’t have an appetite.”

Yin Yan frowned: “A-Yang, at least eat something.”

Shen Xingyang was already very thin, and if he didn’t eat, he would probably have severe diarrhea next time he ate.

Shen Xingyang looked at Yin Yan, his lips moved, and he sat down. Shen Xingyang couldn’t disobey Yin Yan. Even if he refused now, Yin Yan would try to get him to eat, so there was no need.

“A-Yang, I didn’t mean to be fierce to you, I was just worried that you would feel uncomfortable later.”

“I know.”

Shen Xingyang forced a smile and continued to pick at the rice in his bowl. If it weren’t for those things from his past life, he would have believed him. Yin Yan just liked to control him, liked to control everything about him.

Yin Yan went back to filming not long after he returned. Before leaving, he deliberately went to Shen Xingyang’s room, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Shen Xingyang pretended not to know what Yin Yan meant, deliberately played the recording, and pretended that Song Yichen had sent him the voice message.

Yin Yan’s expression changed. Was everything he prepared for so long still not working?

He didn’t force it. Although he didn’t go back, he really didn’t touch Shen Xingyang.

“Brother, why are you back?”

Shen Xingyang opened the door and saw Shen Jinjue, so excited that he was about to cry. He couldn’t wait to pounce on Shen Jinjue.

“What’s wrong?”

Shen Jinjue rarely saw Shen Xingyang being so clingy to him. Shen Xingyang, that little ingrate, was only thinking about Yin Yan, where was there any room for him?

“It’s just that I haven’t seen you for too long.”

Shen Xingyang pulled Shen Jinjue down to sit, wanting to pour him tea, but Shen Jinjue stopped him and did it himself.

“I’m planning to let you live in Song Manor. The atmosphere at the Song’s residence is good, which is better for your recovery. Otherwise, I won’t feel at ease leaving you alone.”

Before, he trusted Yin Yan too much, always thinking that Yin Yan could take care of everything for Shen Xingyang, but now it seemed that was not the case.

Nian Yao was skilled, but his medical skills were not good, and he didn’t understand Shen Xingyang’s physical condition.

He was still struggling with how to arrange Shen Xingyang’s life when he happened to receive a call from Song Yichen. Song Yichen took the initiative to suggest that Shen Xingyang move in. Shen Jinjue was worried that Shen Xingyang wouldn’t adapt, but Song Yichen spoke eloquently, and Shen Jinjue was moved. He immediately asked for leave and came back to pack his brother off to the Song’s residence.

Shen Xingyang’s expression changed. He was very grateful to Song Yichen for saving him in his previous life, and he also recognized Song Yichen’s character.

But the two were not familiar with each other after all, and he always felt that Song Yichen disliked him.

He was kind to others, but he always looked impatient with him.

“Brother, it’s just…”

Shen Xingyang looked a little embarrassed. Shen Jinjue was still drinking tea, looking at him questioningly: “Hmm?”

Shen Xingyang played with his fingers: “It’s just that Doctor Song probably doesn’t like me very much! If I go to the Song’s residence, wouldn’t I be causing them trouble?”

Shen Jinjue smiled, put his hand on Shen Xingyang’s shoulder: “Oh! My infinitely charming brother can also be insecure! Don’t worry, Song Yichen, he likes you very much. He’s so happy that you’re moving in.”

Someone as arrogant as Song Yichen would only have people rushing to him, he wouldn’t go out of his way to treat someone, who does Song Yichen think he is?

A leader in the medical field, the heir of the Song family. So he was quite surprised when Song Yichen took the initiative to say this at the beginning.

Shen Xingyang scratched his hair awkwardly. What kind of chuunibyou teenager was he before, infinitely charming, how could he say such embarrassing words.

“Brother, enough, wasn’t it you who instigated me to say these things? Now you’re using these words to choke me.”

Shen Jinjue smiled, his brother was infinitely charming.

In the past few years, the old Shen family had only produced such a delicate boy, which was enough for him to talk about for the rest of his life.