Lima syndrome

After Che Jingcan finished speaking, he carried Bai Zhiyan and turned around and left.

"Ah--"

Bai Zhiyan's sneer was so obvious that he couldn't pretend not to hear it.

"why are you laughing!"

Che Jingcan didn't feel ashamed when he lied just now, but he felt a little embarrassed when he heard his ridicule. He knew that Bai Zhiyan was older than him, but he always felt held back and didn't want to be at a disadvantage in age, so he vented his anger.

But in fact, Bai Zhiyan was not laughing at his childishness and boredom for trying to save face in such a place. He was wondering how Bai Jitai would react if he heard what he had just said.

Thinking of this, he took the initiative to bring up what happened on the phone yesterday.

"Didn't you ask me yesterday who Bai Jitai was?" Bai Zhiyan paused for a moment, suppressed a trace of disgust, and then spoke again.

"He is my brother."

Che Jingcan recalled the sound of him scolding Bai Jitai yesterday, and was not sure if the two brothers had a good relationship, otherwise how could he dare to be so presumptuous to his elder brother.

"Are you close to your brother?"

"Don't ask such unlucky questions. I'm afraid I might get mentally ill." Bai Zhiyan's face suddenly turned gloomy.

It seems that it is not good, so he only speaks like that to people he is not on good terms with, but he also has this attitude when talking to himself, so Bai Zhiyan also...

"Tsk."

Che Jingcan didn't say anything else and continued to carry him in silence.

Bai Zhiyan already had a headache, and this head-down position made him feel short of oxygen, and he began to flutter like a salted fish.

"Where are you taking me? Put me down now!"

"No, and you won't tell me where your ward is, so I'll have to take you back to my room."

Che Jingcan was making this up, he wasn't here to be hospitalized, he just wanted Bai Zhiyan to tell him where his ward was.

"What's wrong with you? What do you want to do by taking me away?"

"What do you care what I want to do?"

Bai Zhiyan even thought about closing his eyes and fainting right now, so that at least he wouldn't have to communicate with this willful idiot.

"If you don't put me down, I'm going to call for help."

"You go ahead and shout, and it's better if you shout louder so that everyone in the hospital can come and laugh at you." Che Jingcan was fearless and bumped twice provocatively.

Because he discovered from the last time in the coffee shop that Bai Zhiyan was a thin-skinned person and didn't like being watched or discussed by others, so he deliberately used this matter to scare him.

Facts proved that his guess was correct. Bai Zhiyan did not say anything after listening to him. Just when Che Jingcan was about to feel relieved, he felt his waist tighten.

Bai Zhiyan grabbed Che Jingcan's shirt with both hands in an upside-down position and bit his thin waist mercilessly.

"Fuck, are you really a dog? You bit me again!"

Che Jingcan felt the pain and subconsciously wanted to throw him down, but fortunately he had the common sense to pull him down in time. If you throw him down like this, wouldn't you be fulfilling his wish?

"You disobedient son of a bitch, if you don't let go I'll throw you out!"

After saying that, Che Jingcan pretended to throw him to the ground. Bai Zhiyan's upper body was suspended in the air for a moment. Bai Zhiyan was so scared that he shivered and his teeth that were biting the flesh loosened.

"Uh--"

After the pain in his waist disappeared, Che Jingcan retracted his arms and held the person tightly again.

Now Bai Zhiyan no longer has the initiative over his body, and his resistance will only lead to even worse revenge from Che Jingcan. A real man can bend and stretch, so he will endure it this time.

Bai Zhiyan closed his eyes and said as if accepting his fate, "302, go to 302."

When Che Jingcan heard his voice, he was stunned at first, then he laughed triumphantly and shook Bai Zhiyan's calf.

"Finally I learned my lesson."

After saying that, he stretched out his long arm, reached through Bai Zhiyan's armpit and lifted him back in front of him.

His actions were sudden and swift, and Bai Zhiyan was pulled back before he could react. He was afraid of falling, so he instinctively stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Che Jingcan's neck. When their eyes met, he awkwardly withdrew his hands and turned his face away.

"You see, this time you took the initiative."

"You didn't do it on purpose."

Che Jingcan smiled even more widely, and with a little force he threw Bai Zhiyan up, scaring him so much that he grabbed around with his hands, and finally grabbed a piece of cloth in front of Che Jingcan.

"I did it on purpose."

Seeing the anger surging in Bai Zhiyan's eyes, Che Jingcan finally put away his playful intentions and held him tightly as they walked towards 302.

"Oh, a luxurious ward! I was worried that you might have borrowed money from a loan shark."

After entering the room, Che Jingcan first looked around the room, then threw Bai Zhiyan onto the bed without mercy.

Bai Zhiyan jumped up and retreated to the bedside to keep a safe distance from him.

Now there were only two of them in this enclosed space. Bai Zhiyan's vigilance was at its highest point, his eyes fixed on Che Jingcan's every move, worried that his fist would hit him in the next second.

Che Jingcan, who treated fighting as his daily life, naturally understood that his posture and expression were to guard against him. His face turned ugly and he strode in front of Bai Zhiyan.

"Dead Fish Face, are you afraid of me?"

Bai Zhiyan didn't say anything, his eyes still fixed on him.

"Why don't you speak?"

The room was so quiet that you could hear each other's breathing, but still no one broke the silence.

"say!"

Che Jingcan felt inexplicably annoyed. He would rather Bai Zhiyan raised his neck to argue with him than for him to be the only one talking now, like a one-man show.

"I've already told you I won't hit you, what are you afraid of?"

What he didn't know was that even before Bai Zhiyan was willing to argue with him because they were outdoors at that time and he could grab passers-by and call for help at any time. Now the two of them were in the same room, he was alone and weak, and he had an instinctive fear of him, so how could he let down his guard easily?

"Give me your phone." Che Jingcan stretched out his hand to him.

Bai Zhiyan was stunned for a moment after hearing these familiar lines, but still did not move.

Che Jingcan’s patience had run out. He raised one leg, bent his knee and pressed it on the bed, then directly reached out to look for his cell phone.

Bai Zhiyan struggled but his phone was snatched away by him. Che Jingcan didn't get up either. He leaned his arms on his sides and started to look through his phone.

To his surprise, Bai Zhiyan's phone was not locked.

"It's too unsafe to leave your phone unlocked."

He said that, but actually he just wanted to know Bai Zhiyan's cell phone password.

"I have no secrets, and nothing to hide. I don't need to lock it up."

This was the first sentence Bai Zhiyan said after entering the room. Che Jingcan rarely responded, but just lowered his head to look through his call records, and then pulled himself out of the blacklist.

"Don't block me anymore. You must answer my call."

He stuffed the phone back into Bai Zhiyan's arms. Bai Zhiyan opened it and saw the three big words "Che Jingcan" in the address book. After glancing at him, he changed the note without hesitation.

"Mad Dog"

Che Jingcan witnessed his actions with his own eyes, his expression instantly twisted, and he grabbed Bai Zhiyan's wrist and tried to snatch the phone.

"Change your dead fish face now!"

"You're the only one who can make me look dead, right?" Bai Zhiyan hid his hands behind his back.

"What do you care what I save?"

"Then don't worry about what I save."

Che Jingcan was at a disadvantage verbally again. He stepped onto the bed in a rage and held down Bai Zhiyan.

"Change it back for me!"

"impossible."

Bai Zhiyan knew that there was a huge gap in strength between him and him, but he didn't want to lose to him in verbal battle, and every word he said could make Che Jingcan angry.

"If you don't change it, I'll change it myself."

Che Jingcan sat on top of him, grabbed his hands that were pushing him and raised them above his head. Bai Zhiyan instantly became a lamb to be slaughtered.

His cell phone was hidden at the lower back, and Che Jingcan used his free hand to touch it, but he couldn't find it after a long time, and instead made Bai Zhiyan twist his body. Because Bai Zhiyan was ticklish, he couldn't help but tremble every time Che Jingcan touched his lower back.

Seeing him shivering, Che Jingcan also realized that he was ticklish, so he simply stopped looking for his phone and started scratching his waist and abdomen.

"Well--"

Bai Zhiyan's thighs were pinned down by him, his hands were unable to move, and his entire upper body was flapping like a fish.

"Don't, don't tickle me."

Hearing his trembling voice, Che Jingcan stopped involuntarily.

Bai Zhiyan's waist was sore from twisting it, his soft hair was scattered on his forehead, a blush appeared on his fair face, and tears welled up in the corners of his red eyes. He took advantage of Che Jingcan's pause to breathe deeply, his chest rising and falling like a small mountain.

Damn, why does he look like he’s been abused, Che Jingcan thought.

However, it was rare to see him show weakness. Che Jingcan was very satisfied and smiled secretly in his heart, but pretended to be disdainful on his face.

"I just want you to remember this lesson."

After saying that, he reached out to scratch him again, but he didn't know that Bai Zhiyan was injured in the abdomen and the bruise had not yet healed, so he just happened to scratch his wound.

"Uh--"

Bai Zhiyan's face turned pale instantly, his body hunched slightly, and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead. Seeing his face frowned and his voice changed due to pain, Che Jingcan realized that something was wrong with him.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" He patted Bai Zhiyan's face.

The grab he made just now was too forceful, and Bai Zhiyan bit his lip for a long time before recovering.

Seeing his ugly face, Che Jingcan was a little confused, "I just tickled you a few times, why are you so squeamish? Let me see where I hurt you."

She muttered to herself as she lifted up his clothes and saw the bruise on his abdomen. The words she wanted to continue making fun of him were immediately stuck in her throat.

He swallowed and spoke again in a fierce tone, "Why didn't you tell me that you had a wound on your stomach? I didn't know..."

His voice gradually weakened and he loosened his grip on Bai Zhiyan's hand.

Bai Zhiyan didn't have time to pay attention to what this idiot said. He turned his head away and closed his eyes, not wanting to look at him. He raised his hands, whose wrists were clenched red, and rubbed his belly gently.

Che Jingcan knew that he was in the wrong, so he didn't try to pull him harder. Fearing that he might have other wounds on his body, he slowly got up from the bed and sat down beside him.

"Hey, Dead Fish Face, I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't mean it."

It was rare for Master Che to say something humane, but the person he was explaining to had no intention of paying attention to him.

He thought that perhaps all his patience in this life would run out today.

There was a constant flow of people outside the ward, and occasionally one could hear the sound of people walking and talking. However, the two people in this room were like dumb people and were unwilling to speak. It was as if there was a barrier between them and the world outside the door, and they didn't fit in.

Bai Zhiyan has not been in a good condition since he was tortured by the phone call yesterday. He took sleeping pills at night and when he woke up he felt limp all over and had new wounds. Now that the wounds were pressed again, Bai Zhiyan really felt that he should go and have his fortune told to see what kind of evil had befallen him.

He lay on his side in bed, frowning and protecting his stomach.

"Are you still in pain?" Che Jingcan said angrily.

Bai Zhiyan refused to even give him a glance, and he sat on the edge of the bed feeling somewhat awkward.

"I already told you I didn't mean it, who are you showing your displeasure to?"

Che Jingcan has never been a person who would apologize or comfort others after making a mistake. He has repeatedly given in but the person in front of him has not wavered, and he can no longer save face.

"Why, do I have to smile for you?"

Bai Zhiyan's tone was cold and he didn't even raise his eyes, but the sarcasm in his words was meaningful.

But when Che Jingcan heard him joking, he suddenly remembered the chuckle he heard on the other side of the phone during their phone call yesterday. It was like a feather tickling his heart, making him feel itchy.

Without being able to see him smile, Che Jingcan just felt like he was scratching an itch. Although it was inappropriate to say this at the moment, Che Jingcan really wanted him to smile at him.

So most of the anger that had just accumulated in his heart disappeared. He felt that he was partly responsible for Bai Zhiyan's discomfort at the moment, and he should accommodate him a little.

"Forget it. I am a generous person and I won't bother with you."

After saying that, he turned around and sat at the head of the bed, pulling Bai Zhiyan's shoulders to let him lean over.

"What do you want to do now?" Bai Zhiyan asked vigilantly.

Che Jingcan turned a deaf ear to his question, held his arm to stop him from moving, and put his other hand gently on the bruise on his stomach and slowly rubbed it.

"Let me massage it for you..."

When he said this, his expression was extremely unnatural and his voice was as thin as a mosquito's feet. It was already the limit for the arrogant young master to do this.

His movements were gentle and slow, and they did relieve the pain. Bai Zhiyan was so tired that he didn't have the strength to fight him anymore, so he just let him go.

This was the first time that Che Jingcan had such close contact with a boy. He originally thought that boys were hard and exuded strong male hormones. He had never seen a boy like Bai Zhiyan.

Both soft and tough.

Che Jingcan moved carefully. The fat on his belly was neither thin muscle gained through exercise nor excess fat.

After trying a few times, he saw that Bai Zhiyan did not resist, so he used a little force on his hands around his shoulders and pulled him into his arms without leaving any trace to prevent him from falling.

This is a very safe posture. He hugged his body tightly, and when he lowered his head slightly, he could smell the pleasant lemon scent on his body, just like a bottle of refreshing soda in the hot summer.

The two of them were too close to each other, and Che Jingcan's mind was so distracted that his breathing rhythm was disordered.

Just as he was about to say something else, a discordant ringtone broke the limited silence.