ATMAWTPM Chapter 8

Chapter 8: I’m Not Short of That Little Bit of Electricity.

Chapter 8: I’m Not Short of That Little Bit of Electricity.

After running, the exhaustion and extreme fear caused Ye Tingtong’s body to suddenly weaken. Just as he was about to fall to the ground, Shen Jun bent down and scooped him up in his arms.

A standard princess carry.

The hand around his waist was firm and strong. Ye Tingtong used the last of his strength to tentatively wrap his arms around Shen Jun’s neck.

Shen Jun turned his head and glanced at him, but didn’t say anything.

So, Ye Tingtong hugged him tighter, buried his face in his shoulder, and then the suppressed cries grew louder and louder until he broke down.

He only knew that Shen Jun was carrying him forward. The waiters who had been blocking his path didn’t say anything and even took the initiative to press the elevator button.

In the underground parking lot, Yu Mo looked at the person in Shen Jun’s arms, who was crying uncontrollably, and had a headache, “Who brought him here? Scared him like this…”

Shen Jun said, “It should be Ye Guodong.”

When he was leaving, he saw Ye Guodong and Hu Cheng.

Opening the car door, Shen Jun put the person in the back seat. Just as he was about to get up, Ye Tingtong still clung to his neck.

Shen Jun looked down and found that Ye Tingtong’s face was flushed an abnormal red, his eyelashes were wet with tears, his eyes were tightly closed, and his lips were pale.

Shen Jun touched his forehead, it was burning hot.

Clearly his consciousness was already blurred, but he was still holding onto him tightly, like a drowning man grabbing the last piece of driftwood.

But Ye Tingtong’s strength was still too weak. Shen Jun grabbed his wrist. They only held for a second before he pulled the other away.

After letting go, Ye Tingtong’s sobs gradually stopped, and he curled himself into a small ball in the back seat.

Shen Jun glanced at him, took off his coat, and covered him with it.

*

When Ye Tingtong opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on an unfamiliar bed.

The overall style of the room was simple and cold. It was all white and gray. Even the quilt covering him was a rigid gray plaid.

However, the room’s heating was on, making him feel warm all over.

Ye Tingtong just tried to get up when a stinging pain came from the back of his hand.

He turned his head and saw that he was receiving an IV drip, with a stand next to him, and the bottle was already more than half empty.

Was he sick?

Recently, his body had been feeling weak, making it hard for him to tell his health status.

While Ye Tingtong was in a daze, voices were heard faintly from outside the door.

“His body doesn’t have any major problems. He was just overstimulated, plus he is just recovering from a severe illness. His body’s resistance is poor, which caused him to faint.”

“Eat light meals lately, avoid spicy and greasy food, don’t do strenuous exercise, just rest.”

“Okay.”

Just as Ye Tingtong was eavesdropping, the door was suddenly pushed open, and he quickly hid under the covers.

When Shen Jun came in, he saw a small lump bulged out of the covers. However, Ye Tingtong didn’t hide very well. A tuft of soft hair was piled on top, and one arm was still obediently extended outside for the IV.

“It’s me,” Shen Jun said.

Only then did Ye Tingtong finally dare to confirm the identity of the other person. Just as he was preparing to come out from under the covers, he heard Shen Jun answer a phone call.

“I have something to do, I’m not going to Xin Yue Guan.”

Hearing the familiar words, Ye Tingtong’s heart trembled. He quietly lifted a corner of the quilt with his right hand and put his ear out.

“Shen Jun, you’re too unrighteous, leaving me here alone?” Yu Mo’s tone was full of complaint. “I knew that old bastard inviting us to that place to talk business was up to no good, purely disgusting. I should have ran away with you.”

Ye Tingtong’s heart, which had been tense, relaxed slightly.

Shen Jun had been going to discuss business…

“By the way, how is that little crybaby doing?” Yu Mo’s voice was exaggerated. “I’ve never seen anyone who could cry like that. Your suit was discolored from his crying, and then he passed out. Amazing.”

As soon as the words fell, the person who had already poked half his head out of the bed shrank back into the covers.

Ye Tingtong was so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

He seemed to have cried very badly, grabbing Shen Jun’s collar and sobbing intermittently.

In public, he had lost all his dignity and reputation.

While Shen Jun was listening to Yu Mo’s teasing, he held down Ye Tingtong’s wrist, which was trying to retract, “Don’t move your IV hand.”

When the two hands touched, Ye Tingtong trembled very slightly.

He was warm all over. Shen Jun’s body temperature was low. He couldn’t help it for a moment.

However, Ye Tingtong didn’t dodge obediently, and then slowly came out of the covers, looking at the person by the bed with a pair of beautiful big eyes.

Whether it was from being smothered by the quilt or from shyness, Ye Tingtong’s fair face was flushed, and his lips were healthier and rosier than before. His lips moved, and he said, “Thank you.”

He was very grateful that Shen Jun had taken him away from that hellhole.

Yu Mo had been talking on the phone for a long time but realized that Shen Jun hadn’t responded for a while and wondered, “What’s wrong? Did you forget your old friend because of a new one? By the way, did you bring him home? What, have you thought about taking action?”

He was gossiping, when he suddenly heard a series of beeps.

Shen Jun directly hung up the phone.

“This place is closer to Xin Yue Guan, so I brought you here,” Shen Jun explained, glancing at his watch. “I have a video conference to attend in half an hour. If you need to go to the hospital, I’ll find a driver to take you.”

In other words, he didn’t have time to take Ye Tingtong to see a doctor.

Ye Tingtong had no objection to this, “I think it’s fine here.”

He could get caught at the school gate. If he went to the hospital, the Ye family would have an even bigger chance.

He didn’t know if Shen Jun had saved him on a whim or for another reason, but he knew clearly that now there was nowhere safer for him than to be with Shen Jun.

Ye Tingtong said considerately, “You go ahead and do your work. Don’t worry about me.”

People who are busy are annoying. This principle was especially applicable to a bigwig like Shen Jun.

Shen Jun hummed, and just as he turned around, a few abrupt “gurgling” sounds suddenly came from behind him.

Ye Tingtong covered his stomach, coughed pretending to be calm, and tried to cover it up with coughing sounds, “Um, my throat is a little uncomfortable.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach seemed to be working against him, and it growled again, this time much louder than before.

The two looked at each other. Ye Tingtong had no words to say and was so embarrassed that even his neck was red.

Ever since he woke up, he knew he was very hungry. He had been trying to suppress it, but he never expected to be exposed in such an awkward way.

Just when Ye Tingtong was wondering whether to use farting as an excuse, Shen Jun opened the door and went out.

A few minutes later, he came back with a bowl of porridge.

“The maid prepared it beforehand.”

The famished Ye Tingtong was no longer being coy. He sat up, took the spoon from the other’s hand, and was about to pick up the bowl, when his left hand suddenly pulled on the IV tube on the side.

The slight stinging pain made him subconsciously let go of his hand.

While Ye Tingtong was struggling over whether to switch to the other hand to hold the bowl, the other person directly held the bowl and brought it to him, “This will be more convenient.”

Shen Jun’s hand was big, with long and powerful fingers that easily secured the bowl. Not a drop of the full bowl of porridge spilled.

Ye Tingtong thought, no wonder the princess carry was so steady.

“It’s too far,” Ye Tingtong blinked his eyes in difficulty, “I’m afraid I’ll spill it on the bed.”

Hearing this, Shen Jun brought the bowl closer.

Ye Tingtong was stunned for a moment, looking at the bottom of the bowl that was almost touching his chin.

He thought for a moment, then didn’t use a spoon. He lowered his head obediently and put the edge of the bowl to his lips.

Shen Jun probably hadn’t taken care of anyone before. However, drinking like this would be faster, so as not to waste the bigwig’s time.

But Shen Jun didn’t move for a while. Ye Tingtong raised his eyes and muttered “um,” indicating that the other should continue.

Shen Jun didn’t expect things to turn out this way. However, looking at Ye Tingtong staring at him, waiting for him to move, he still held his hand stiffly and raised the bowl little by little.

Maybe because it was hot, Ye Tingtong drank very slowly, first using his upper lip to touch the edge tentatively. After confirming that the temperature was suitable, he drank one mouthful at a time, until the bowl of porridge was finished.

Like a little animal being fed by its owner.

Ye Tingtong fell asleep as soon as he finished eating. The IV bottle was changed by the family doctor midway. However, before leaving, the doctor came to see Shen Jun once.

“This patient seems very afraid of me. When I was removing the needle, his whole body was tense. If I hadn’t noticed in time, the needle would have drawn blood back.”

“I’m worried if he has some psychological issues. It seems like he hasn’t even left the door of this room, has he?”

To be precise, Ye Tingtong had been staying in bed and hadn’t even gone out to use the bathroom, nor had he made any requests.

By the time Shen Jun finished his video conference, it was already completely dark, and there was still no movement on Ye Tingtong’s side.

If it weren’t for the faint light coming through the crack in the door, he might have forgotten there was another person in the room.

Shen Jun approached the closed door, bent his finger, and knocked on the door, “Are you asleep?”

The next second, Ye Tingtong’s reply came from inside, “No.”

Soon, the door was opened. Ye Tingtong looked nervous, “Is there anything you need?”

Shen Jun was about to speak when he looked down and suddenly saw a pair of pale feet on the floor.

Ye Tingtong belatedly looked down, “Ah, how come I’m not wearing shoes.”

Then he ran back to put on his shoes before returning.

He stood very straight, with his legs together. In his beautiful big eyes, besides nervousness, there was also a hint of unease, as if waiting for some cruel execution.

“I don’t need anything,” Shen Jun said. “I was just wondering if you were hungry and wanted to eat.”

The food was delivered from outside. It was all light home-style cooking.

Every few bites, Ye Tingtong looked at the person across from him.

However, Shen Jun didn’t seem to like chatting at the dinner table. The meal was slow and quiet.

Ye Tingtong felt full. Seeing that the other had stopped his chopsticks, he followed suit and put down his bowl.

Shen Jun saw him sitting stiffly at the table like a puppet, and said, “Take a hot shower. There are clean clothes in the guest room closet.”

Ye Tingtong looked at him in a daze. Against the light, he couldn’t see any emotion.

He lowered his head, looking at the empty bowl he had eaten clean, and said in a small voice, “Okay.”

It was still the same rigid, regular plaid pajamas, except, in his size.

Ye Tingtong was in the bathroom, staring blankly at the mirror for a while, and then, he mustered his courage and went out.

Shen Jun was still in the living room, with a computer in front of him, as if he was working.

Ye Tingtong thought, it wasn’t that easy being a bigwig.

He didn’t make a sound, standing quietly on the side. In less than five minutes, his hands and feet, which were originally warm, turned cold.

The pajamas were very thin and not suitable to wear out for long.

And Shen Jun didn’t seem to like turning on the air conditioner.

Ye Tingtong couldn’t help but rub his hands.

“If you’re cold, why don’t you go back?” Shen Jun finally moved his gaze from the computer, and his tone, like the temperature of the hall, made people shiver.

Ye Tingtong was stunned for a moment, “I thought you needed me for something…”

“I don’t need you,” Shen Jun said. “You can just go to bed and sleep.”

Ye Tingtong bit his lip, “But…”

“There’s no ‘but’,” Shen Jun interrupted him. “I just happened to bring you out of Xin Yue Guan. In my opinion, the last time on the cruise, you won me a bet. This time, I’m just returning the favor.”

Shen Jun sat on the sofa, looking at him expressionlessly. His tone was cold and direct, “I don’t need you to be my slave.”

The words “slave” made Ye Tingtong’s eyes turn red, and he turned his face away in embarrassment, “But, that’s what my dad thinks.”

In Ye Guodong’s eyes, his greatest use was to be sold to people with quirks without any self-respect so that he could realize his greatest value.

“What he thinks has nothing to do with me,” Shen Jun frowned. “Also, you’re not allowed to cry.”

Ye Tingtong forcefully held back his tears, his voice a little choked, “I’m not a crybaby.”

It was just that when people reach a dead end, it was easy for their emotions to collapse.

Shen Jun watched him lower his head, his shoulders trembling slightly. The coldness on his face was a little difficult to maintain. He took out a box from the side and handed it to Ye Tingtong.

Ye Tingtong took it. After seeing what it was, a drop of tear landed on it, but after that, he really didn’t cry.

Because, Shen Jun had given him a new phone.

Ye Tingtong opened his big red eyes, “Is this for me?”

He hadn’t been in contact with the outside world for a long time. Ye Guodong’s most effective way to torment him was to lock him in a dark room and prevent anyone from contacting him.

Shen Jun handed him a phone card.

Ye Tingtong held the phone tightly, “Thank you.”

There were still clear tear stains on his face, but his expression was not at all sad, his eyes were full of surprise, and the corners of his mouth were upturned.

Shen Jun didn’t understand why people’s emotions could change so quickly, and Ye Tingtong was already impatient to unpack the phone and install the phone card, not giving him even a glance.

Shen Jun listened to the rustling sound beside him, like a little mouse, and frowned, “Go back to your room.”

Ye Tingtong didn’t hesitate for a moment and ran away, not even saying goodbye to him.

The first thing Ye Tingtong did after getting the phone was to send a message to Yu Huanhuan to let her know that he was safe and tell her about his situation. The two talked on the phone for half an hour. Finally, Yu Huanhuan asked, “What exactly is Shen Jun up to?”

Not after him, not after his body?

Ye Tingtong said sullenly, “I don’t know either.”

After talking with Yu Huanhuan, he also sent messages to his roommates. However, they didn’t notice anything abnormal, and just asked if he was feeling better, since Ye Guodong had used this reason to ask for him to be excused from class.

Ye Tingtong didn’t tell them the truth, only that his body still needed to recover and asked them to take notes, so he could catch up when he got back.

Shen Jun was in the living room, listening to Ye Tingtong chatting with people for almost half an hour.

When the chat stopped, the lights in Ye Tingtong’s room went out as well.

The sounds around him finally quieted down. Just as Shen Jun was preparing to read the last document, he heard a click from the other room.

The closed door was opened, but Ye Tingtong didn’t come out.

In less than three minutes, the door closed again, then opened, then closed again.

Repeatedly, like some kind of signal.

When Ye Tingtong opened the door again and saw Shen Jun standing like a ghost outside the door, he was so startled that he fell directly to the floor.

Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the floor, so he didn’t get hurt.

Shen Jun turned on the light in his room, “What are you doing?”

Ye Tingtong awkwardly put the shoe that had been kicked off on his foot, “After I closed the door, I was afraid of the dark.”

Those days when he was locked in the dark room, he couldn’t distinguish between reality and dreams. When he closed his eyes, he always felt like he had returned to the Ye family.

Shen Jun looked at his pale face, his expression slightly softened, “Then leave the light on.”

Ye Tingtong blinked his eyes, and said honestly, “It’s too bright to sleep.”

Shen Jun: “…”

“However, I’ll adjust quickly,” Ye Tingtong looked up at Shen Jun and swore with three fingers, “This is only temporary, I was like this before, and I’ll be fine in less than a week.”

In other words, I promise not to cause you any trouble.

“Did I disturb you? I’m sorry.”

Because he was sitting on the floor, Ye Tingtong’s legs were bent. His originally fitting pants rolled up, revealing half of his slender leg, which looked dazzlingly white in the light.

The original sincere apology suddenly changed its meaning.

Shen Jun looked away, his voice slightly lower, “Don’t sit on the floor.”

Ye Tingtong obediently and quickly climbed onto the bed.

Shen Jun rubbed his eyebrows, “So are you going to turn the lights off or not? And what were you doing, opening and closing the door just now?”

Ye Tingtong looked at the person at the door, his tone hesitant, “I realized, I’m not so scared if the door is open, but—”

Shen Jun was expressionless, “Say it.”

“If the door is open, all the heat will go out. It’s a waste of electricity,” Ye Tingtong said, “I wanted to find the most energy-efficient way to keep the door open.”

Shen Jun was silent for a while, then clicked off the lights in Ye Tingtong’s room and opened the door wide, “I’m not short of that little bit of electricity.”

Soon, Ye Tingtong clearly heard a few beeping sounds from the living room.

Following that was the sound of the air conditioner running outside.

Shen Jun turned on the heating in all parts of the house.

His cold room was gradually returning to warmth.

Ye Tingtong blinked in the dark and quickly pulled out his phone from under his pillow to send a message to Yu Huanhuan.

[I know what Shen Jun is up to!]

[He’s doing charity!!!]