Chapter 74: Reconciliation

    Song Yichen remained silent, taking out a wristband from a nearby drawer. It was similar to the last one, both being medical-grade.

    Song Yichen took Shen Xingyang’s hand and put it on him. The difference from the last time was that this wristband fit perfectly, not as large as before.

    “When did you prepare this?”

    It seemed Song Yichen had it here for a long time, just hadn’t given it to him yet.

    “A long time ago, I forgot how long.”

    The previous watch of Shen Xingyang was too big, always falling off. He wanted to change one for Shen Xingyang long ago, but Shen Xingyang’s hand was too small, so it had to be custom-made, which took a long time.

    Shen Xingyang didn’t speak, feeling a little guilty in his heart, and lowered his head in silence.

    “Do you know why I insisted on putting it on you now?”

    After putting on the watch, Song Yichen didn’t let go of Shen Xingyang’s hand, but just looked up at Shen Xingyang, his eyes filled with intense desire.

    Shen Xingyang seemed to understand suddenly. But before, Song Yichen clearly knew where his bottom line was and generally wouldn’t wear a wristband. Why was this time an exception?

    Knowing his doubts, Song Yichen brought Shen Xingyang’s hand closer to him, “I drank alcohol.”

    “So what if you drank alcohol? You’re not drunk, are you?”

    Song Yichen’s words made Shen Xingyang even more confused. Song Yichen clearly looked very sober, and he didn’t drink much!

    “I can’t control myself very well, and I didn’t intend to control myself this time. Just take it as a lesson for you.”

    After saying that in a low voice, Song Yichen didn’t wait for Shen Xingyang to speak before lowering his head and kissing him. Shen Xingyang didn’t move, just watching Song Yichen with his eyes open.

    Shen Xingyang felt it was very unreal. Was Song Yichen really willing to forgive him?

    “Concentrate.”

    Song Yichen covered Shen Xingyang’s eyes with his hand and whispered close to his ear.

    The next day, Song Yichen didn’t go to the hospital, staying home to take care of Shen Xingyang.

    It was almost noon, and Shen Xingyang still hadn’t woken up. Song Yichen was worried he would be hungry, so he forced himself to wake him.

    As soon as Shen Xingyang woke up, he looked pained, frowning and not wanting to move at all.

    “Eat something before you sleep.”

    Shen Xingyang nodded, wanting to take the bowl from Song Yichen’s hand, but Song Yichen withdrew his hand and didn’t let him take it, feeding Shen Xingyang little by little.

    “Last night… I’m sorry.”

    Song Yichen looked at Shen Xingyang with some guilt. He had thought about making Shen Xingyang hurt a little to remember the lesson, but he didn’t expect to lose control so much.

    As expected, he still couldn’t drink any alcohol. He wouldn’t drink next time.

    “It’s okay.”

    Shen Xingyang looked indifferent. In fact, he didn’t dare to tell Song Yichen that he was very happy last night, because Song Yichen was still willing to forgive him, and he was still attractive to him.

    Although he kept saying he couldn’t take it anymore last night, if Song Yichen had really stopped according to his wishes, he probably wouldn’t have been happy.

    “It’s okay? You weren’t saying that when you were crying last night.”

    Song Yichen said with a smile. Last night was the first time Shen Xingyang cried during such a time, quite pitiful, but he didn’t soften.

    After he stopped, Shen Xingyang was still twitching for a long time.

    Song Yichen was worried about Shen Xingyang’s back pain, so he massaged his back all night, but it didn’t seem to help much.

    Shen Xingyang was immediately speechless and stopped talking. This was enough for him to be embarrassed for a lifetime.

    He didn’t know how he cried at that time. Song Yichen kept wiping his tears, but just didn’t want to stop.

    Seeing him like this, Song Yichen couldn’t help but smile. Then, he took the rings from the table next to him and put the other one on Shen Xingyang’s hand.

    Only then did Shen Xingyang see that Song Yichen had already put the other ring on his hand.

    “When your brother comes back, what are you going to do?”

    Song Yichen held Shen Xingyang’s hand with the ring on it, tilting his head to ask.

    “It’s up to my brother. My brother isn’t someone with a good temper. I believe he knows what to do about this matter.”

    Song Yichen nodded, expressing his approval of Shen Xingyang’s words.

    Song Yichen insisted on applying medicine for Shen Xingyang. Before long, Shen Xingyang had almost recovered, and Song Yichen began to go to work properly.

    As a result, on his first day back at the hospital, Gu Ze saw the ring on his hand and kept chasing after him to ask.

    “Bro, did Shen Xingyang make this ring for you by hand?”

    “When did you guys reconcile?”

    “Why don’t I know anything?”

    Hearing his inquiries, Song Yichen only felt annoyed, kicked him out of the office, and continued to busy himself with his own affairs.

    Because he had taken a few days off, Song Yichen had an unusual amount of work on his first day back, so he had no choice but to work overtime.

    Dragging his tired body back home, he felt a lot of comfort thinking that he would see Shen Xingyang.

    “Shen Xingyang is already asleep?”

    Hearing Aunt Chen’s words, Song Yichen couldn’t believe it. When had Shen Xingyang ever slept so early?

    Aunt Chen nodded very firmly, “Young Master Shen went back to his room a long time ago and hasn’t come out for a while. He’s probably already asleep.”

    Only then did Song Yichen nod and return to his room, thinking that Shen Xingyang must have been too tired these past few days.

    Back in the room, Shen Xingyang was curled up in the corner of the bed alone. He smiled helplessly, lifted the quilt, and hugged Shen Xingyang in his arms, only to realize that Shen Xingyang wasn’t asleep yet.

    “Aunt Chen said you went back to your room a long time ago. Why haven’t you fallen asleep yet?”

    Shen Xingyang turned around and put his head in Song Yichen’s arms, sounding somewhat muffled.

    “My stomach hurts.”

    Only then did Song Yichen notice that Shen Xingyang’s forehead was covered in fine sweat. He reached out and pressed it, “Does it hurt in this area?”

    Shen Xingyang nodded, his head still lowered, looking like it hurt badly.

    “It’s a side effect of that medicine. There’s no way to avoid it. I’ll massage it for you.”

    Shen Xingyang didn’t speak, just nodded repeatedly, his uncomfortable appearance making Song Yichen feel a pang of heartache.

    “Acting without thinking of the consequences. Even if you were pretending to be in pain, no one would call you out on it.”

    Song Yichen couldn’t help but say. Shen Xingyang usually looked quite smart, so why was he so stubborn about these things?

    Shen Xingyang shook his head, “But this way, my condition won’t worsen, and my brother won’t realize the consequences.” Shen Xingyang knew very well that if he didn’t push Shen Jinjue, Yin Yuan and the other would keep plotting against them. They could prepare for this time in advance, but what about next time?

    “You, you deserve it.”

    Song Yichen complained, but the movements of his hands massaging his stomach didn’t stop, diligently massaging him.

    Shen Xingyang did feel a lot of relief and wasn’t in so much pain.

    “Shen Xingyang, don’t let there be a next time.”

    Song Yichen couldn’t help but say. The scene of seeing Shen Xingyang’s “corpse” still gave him nightmares. Every time he dreamed of that scene, it hurt so much that he couldn’t recover even after waking up.

    “There won’t be. Song Yichen, in the future, no matter what happens, I will tell you, treat you with sincerity, and won’t lie to you again.”

    “It better be like that. Otherwise, I’ll tie you up and not let you go anywhere, only let you be with me. When your lying habit is cured, then I’ll give you freedom.”

    Song Yichen’s words were forceful, but his tone was full of tenderness.

    Shen Xingyang listened to these words, describing everything he hated and feared the most.

    But because it was Song Yichen who said them, he didn’t feel that aversion at all, and he also knew that Song Yichen wouldn’t really do that.

    “I won’t give you that chance.”

    Song Yichen was very satisfied with Shen Xingyang’s answer. After confirming that his stomach didn’t hurt as much, he took his hand back, hugged him, and prepared to rest.

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