Lima syndrome

Without the obstruction of his glasses, Bai Jitai could look more clearly at Bai Zhiyan, who was less than two inches away from him. His tightly closed eyes, slightly trembling eyelashes, and his deep and shallow breathing all became so clear at this moment.

"Open your eyes." Bai Jitai cleared his throat.

Bai Zhiyan chose to play dead, and at worst he would get beaten.

Seeing that he had no reaction, Bai Jitai pinched his cheeks again with such force that red finger marks were left on his tender face.

"Hiss——" The soft flesh on the inside of Bai Zhiyan's cheek scratched against his teeth, breaking the skin inside. His mouth was instantly filled with the smell of blood, and his face twisted for a moment.

"I ask you to open your eyes and look at me." As he said that, Bai Jitai increased his strength.

Bai Zhiyan was in so much pain that tears came out, and he had to open his eyes and look at him.

His eyes, which were as black as thick ink, were now filled with moisture, and the tears that were about to flow filled his eye sockets. His eyes, which were usually as calm as an ancient well, were now sparkling, and his eyelashes, which were wetted by tears and turned into strands, were fluttering like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Bai Jitai saw his own reflection in his misty eyes.

"What else do you want to do?" Bai Zhiyan interrupted Bai Jitai's thoughts. The tears welling up in his eyes affected his vision. After blinking away the tears, he saw Bai Jitai's face very clearly.

There was one thing he had to admit, he and Bai Zhiyan had very similar eyes and eyebrows, which he had just discovered. Usually he always covered his face with a pair of glasses, but today he realized that the appearance of the boy in front of him was very similar to himself when he was in school. Logically speaking, they had no blood relationship and such a thing should not happen, but Bai Jitai classified it as fate, just like he had entered the Bai family by accident.

"So you have a single eyelid." Bai Jitai's hand finally stopped at his eye. "What a pity, it was almost exactly the same as mine."

Bai Zhiyan has one single eye and one pair of eyes, and they are slightly different in size, but few people usually notice it unless they observe it closely like he does.

"Let me go when you've had enough of my nerves." His cheeks were swollen and painful, and his voice was out of tune when he spoke.

Bai Jitai seemed to be deaf to his words and looked at the mole on his eyelid.

Bai Zhiyan closed his eyes subconsciously, and his rapid breathing betrayed his pretended calmness.

"You have another mole here." Bai Jitai pointed at the small mole on his eyelid, and his voice became hoarse.

His low voice sounded in Bai Zhiyan's ears, exploding in his mind like thunder from the blue sky, because he suddenly remembered that he was sent to the school infirmary not long ago. At that time, his head became dizzy because of a fever, but he was still conscious. When he was in a daze, he felt someone touching his eyes, just like Bai Jita today.

He knew it was Xu Shiyuan.

Sensing his distraction, Bai Jitai slowly pressed his hands against his eye sockets, causing Bai Zhiyan to cry out in pain.

The restlessness that had just subsided surged up in his heart again.

"I'm right in front of you and you're still distracted. What are you thinking about?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Bai Zhiyan never answered his questions directly. After realizing this, Bai Jitai almost went crazy. He thought Bai Zhiyan was just tacitly agreeing to the question just now.

"I see you don't want this eye anymore."

"What are you going to do?" Bai Zhiyan felt his movements, frowned, and began to struggle.

Bai Jitai asked him back, "Why should I answer your question?" Bai Zhiyan had never answered his questions anyway, so this time he would let him experience the feeling of not getting a response.

He looked at Bai Zhiyan's eye, which he had pressed closed, and slowly pressed down on the small mole on it. For the first time, Bai Zhiyan felt the pain of his eyeball being squeezed, and tears rolled down like beads from a broken string.

Seeing that his eyes were red and swollen from being pressed, Bai Jitai raised his hand slightly to give him some cushion.

But as soon as I let go, he started struggling again, "Let me go quickly!"

"Why do you always ask me to let you go?" Bai Jitai looked at him with amusement as he struggled like a salted fish turning over.

"Give me a break."

Bai Jitai kicked him in the knee.

"Ugh——" Bai Zhiyan felt a tingling pain in his lower body, making him unable to help but scream.

The distance was too dangerous. Bai Zhiyan frowned and stepped back subconsciously, but Bai Jitai did not give him the chance. He pressed his palm firmly on the back of his neck, forcing him to raise his head.

"Are you a psychopath? I don't understand what you want to do." Bai Zhiyan's voice became dry and weak, only his bright black eyes were shining.

"Is this your way of forcing me to leave the Bai family?" Bai Zhiyan couldn't understand why he used such a trick, was it just to humiliate him? "Bai Jitai, this method is too low-level and vulgar."

This was the first time that Bai Zhiyan called out his name seriously. Unlike his usual cold and disgusted tone, his voice was hoarse and grainy, as if it was rubbed against the vocal cords and uttered in a breathy voice.

"Do you think this is vulgar and bad?" He pressed his hand on the back of Bai Zhiyan's neck and applied a little force.

"I said I will never leave the Bai family. Even if you want to humiliate and beat me, I will not leave!" Bai Zhiyan stiffened his neck and resisted him.

"Bai Zhengren's assets are indeed very attractive, but the prerequisite is that you have to be alive to spend them."

"Bai Zhiyan." He lowered his voice and slowed down the speed of his words, with each word mixed with frivolity and teasing, "I'll tell you what is truly low-level."

Before Bai Zhiyan could think about the meaning of his words, Bai Jitai's face was enlarged several times in front of him and his neck was strangled.