Lima syndrome

Bai Zhiyan had never been treated like this in his life. Even if he returned to the Bai family, the servants would not treat him like this. He felt really uncomfortable.

"are you crazy!"

He raised his foot and kicked Che Jingcan's shoulder. The kick didn't hurt at all, but made Che Jingcan feel numb.

Bai Zhiyan quickly lay down in the bed and covered most of his face, leaving only the round back of Che Jingcan's head.

"Just sleep well, I'll be here."

Although this gangster was still here, Bai Zhiyan couldn't stand the physical fatigue and soon fell asleep.

Che Jingcan listened to his breathing gradually becoming steady, and carefully pulled off the quilt covering his face bit by bit, revealing his small, fair face.

"It's only at this time that you are still obedient and pleasing to the eye."

He tapped Bai Zhiyan's face with his finger, and seeing that he didn't respond, he couldn't help but poke him a few more times.

"Why are you so soft?"

Che Jingcan felt that he could no longer let his imagination run wild and act recklessly, as it made him distracted.

It was not until the bell for the last class rang that Bai Zhiyan, who had had a good sleep, opened his eyes. He moved slightly and found that Che Jingcan had fallen asleep on the edge of the bed at some point, with his hand still tightly holding his wrist.

So in order to avenge him for scaring him, Bai Zhiyan stretched out his hand and slapped Che Jingcan on the back of the head without mercy, and with a "pop" sound, Che Jingcan was woken up from his dream.

"Which bastard attacked me?"

He opened his eyes and raised his fist, cursing without even regaining consciousness.

"puff--"

Bai Zhiyan found his silly look so funny that he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Che Jingcan looked at the smiling boy in front of him and thought he was still dreaming. He pinched his own face and then touched Bai Zhiyan's face. As soon as he put his hand on it, Bai Zhiyan knocked it away.

"Shit, how come I'm in heaven when I wake up."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Bai Zhiyan looked at him talking nonsense and wondered if he had fallen asleep.

"If I'm not in heaven, how come I saw an angel as soon as I opened my eyes?"

This was the first time Bai Zhiyan smiled at him. He was in a good mood and playfully wanted to grab Bai Zhiyan's hand again. This hand was just as he had imagined when they had their first meal together, soft and small.

Bai Zhiyan stopped smiling after hearing what he said. He knew he was teasing him on purpose, but he wasn't happy at all.

He used to tremble with fear whenever he saw Che Jingcan's face. When did he change? He was no longer as afraid of him as he was at the beginning, and even quarreled and played with him. He didn't even think about the consequences of the slap he gave him just now.

If the bracelet had not intervened in the previous life, the two of them would at most not interfere with each other in class, and they would never be able to talk freely like they do now.

But Che Jingcan's original character is to fight back with violence. Even if it's not him who is bullied, it will be someone else. He wondered if he was too relaxed in front of the people who bullied him in the previous life? Is this right?

Che Jingcan was lying on the edge of the bed, looking at him with his head tilted. Seeing Bai Zhiyan staring at his face blankly, he suddenly moved closer.

"What? Are you obsessed with my face? Then I'll get closer so you can see it clearly."

Bai Zhiyan was frightened by him and stepped back subconsciously, resulting in his head hitting the back wall.

"Uh……"

Seeing him frown and cover his head, Che Jingcan knew he had played it again, "You are so stupid, why are you always so afraid of me."

Then he quickly reached out to rub his head, "Let me rub it for you."

He found that since the last time he rubbed his belly, he had become more adept at doing this.

"How dare you keep staring at me when you are so cowardly."

"I think you are ugly." Bai Zhiyan answered him coldly.

"What? No one has ever told me I'm ugly in my life!"

Che Jingcan felt that he was greatly insulted. His mother was an outstanding beauty and he looked very much like his mother. No one who had seen him dared to say that he was ugly.

"Are you trying to make me angry on purpose?" Che Jingcan asked him through gritted teeth.

Bai Zhiyan did it on purpose. Che Jingcan's face was not as sharp and aggressive as Bai Jitai's, nor was it like Xu Shiyuan's gloomy and low-spirited face that exuded an unapproachable temperament.

His facial lines are clear, and his upturned eyes reveal a boyish ruffian temperament when he is relaxed, and only become sharp when he is angry. His nose is high and straight, and when the corners of his lips are slightly raised, the small mole on the side of his lips also rises and falls accordingly. He always has the confidence that belongs to a young man full of vigor and vitality.

This is an impeccable face, Bai Zhiyan thought.

"Take a closer look."

As he spoke, Che Jingcan moved his face closer. The two of them could clearly feel each other's breath, and when their eyes met, they could also see themselves in each other's eyes.

Instead, Che Jingcan's breathing became disordered.

Bai Zhiyan didn't dare to move because his head had just been hit, so he had to reach out and push him.

"Your hair color is awful."

Che Jingcan was stunned for a moment when he heard him say that, "You said my hair color is ugly?"

"Like a tomato."

"You look like a tomato!" Che Jingcan sat back with his eyes wide open, grabbed his hair and looked at it, and couldn't help asking again.

"Is this color really ugly?" This is a popular color made popular by a well-known idol this year.

“It’s ugly and it’s glaring.”

Bai Zhiyan was telling the truth. Every time he saw Che Jingcan's hair, he felt his eyes were dazzled. He really didn't understand how anyone could like such a bright color.

Che Jingcan was silent for a moment, and finally decided in his heart to dye his hair back tonight.

He thought so in his heart but still refused to admit defeat, "You have no aesthetic sense at all. This is called fashion."

Bai Zhiyan snorted contemptuously and said nothing.

"Hey, dead fish face, I was serious about what I said just now." Che Jingcan scratched his head with red ears, "I didn't know that Gao Enshuo was bullying you. I want to tell you about this matter..."

He just couldn't say the word "apology". Apology didn't exist in Master Che's dictionary, but he didn't want Bai Zhiyan to always have a cold face towards him.

Finally, he held his breath, lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.

"Apologize...I'm sorry..."

He uttered these words with great difficulty, as if he had used up all his strength.

But Bai Zhiyan did not respond. He could not help but look up to see his reaction, but Bai Zhiyan's face remained calm without any fluctuation, as if he was not interested in what he had just said. There was no surprise or anger, nothing.

This was completely different from what Che Jingcan had imagined. He thought that the other party would definitely have emotions changes after hearing his apology, and he was prepared to bear it all, whether it was surprise or anger. But why did the person in front of him have no reaction at all?

"Dead fish face, you...don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Oh, OK, I see."

No, this is not right. This is not what Che Jingcan expected.

Bai Zhiyan looked at his expression and seemed to understand what he was thinking. He sneered and looked into his eyes and said, "Che Jingcan, you don't think that after hearing your apology, I will be grateful to you and say it's okay, right?"

His voice was cold and clear. Che Jingcan used to think that just listening to him speak could get rid of the heat, but now he just felt icy cold.

"Are you being too self-indulgent?"

He was very familiar with this sentence. He first said it to Bai Zhiyan when they met for the third time in the church. Although he also said it to himself later, the pain in his heart was not as intense as it was this time.

He felt sour in his heart but he was firm in thinking that he had done nothing wrong. It was obviously Gao Enshuo who made the mistake, and he was not the one who ordered him to bully Bai Zhiyan. Now that he has apologized, what else can he expect him to do!

"You won't be hurt because of me, why do you have to talk to me like that!"

Bai Zhiyan looked at him for a long time without responding, and finally suddenly chuckled.

"W-why are you laughing?"

When Che Jingcan looked at him, the confidence he had just built up immediately disappeared.

Bai Zhiyan didn't answer, he was still laughing.

Look, Che Jingcan is still Che Jingcan, he hasn't changed at all, even if he apologizes, so what? He apologizes not because he knows he made a mistake, in his mind he will not make mistakes, he will never make mistakes.

"I smile. Fortunately, you haven't changed."

Otherwise, he was really afraid that he would forget the pain he had experienced. "What do you mean? What do you mean I haven't changed?"

Although Che Jingcan didn't understand what he said, his instinct told him that something was irreversible.

"It's nothing. I'm very grateful that you are still the same." Bai Zhiyan gave him a very sincere smile.

But when Che Jingcan saw his smiling face, he didn't feel happy at all. He just felt anxious and felt like something was disappearing.

Bai Zhiyan always confuses his present self with his previous life self. Sometimes he would feel an unstoppable fear when looking into his eyes, but when he turned around and saw his nonchalant look, he would feel that they were not the same person. This complicated feeling of confusion was unbearable for him.

So he was trying to find the shadow of his previous life in him. He believed that once he found the traces he had seen before, this feeling of confusion that should not exist would quickly disappear without a trace.

And just now, he personally verified that people's bad nature will never change. No matter how well he hides and endures, it will always be exposed.

"Dead Fish Face, tell me clearly, what exactly are you——"

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-"

Che Jingcan's words were interrupted by Bai Zhiyan's cell phone ringing. Bai Zhiyan ignored his unfinished question and picked up the phone to answer it.

"Well, okay, I'll go out now."

Bai Zhiyan answered the phone while throwing off the quilt and getting out of bed.

"Where are you going? I haven't finished speaking." Che Jingcan stopped Bai Zhiyan who was walking towards the door.

"My driver is waiting for me at the door. I need to go back."

"No, you haven't told me what you just said. You can't leave!" Che Jingcan opened his arms to stop him from moving forward.

Bai Zhiyan raised his eyes and looked at him coldly, sighed almost imperceptibly, and when he looked at him again, his eyes were full of impatience.

Che Jingcan was stung by the disgust in his eyes, but still stood blocking the door without moving.

"Don't make me hate you more."

He didn't even say hate.

Che Jingcan bit the soft flesh on the inner wall of his lower lip, and remained in a stalemate with him for a moment, but finally gave way.

He couldn't move for a long time after Bai Zhiyan left. He couldn't figure out what he had done wrong, why his attitude suddenly changed, and why he was wrong when apologizing to him?

"Shit, I forgot to give it to him!"

The things he had spent the whole afternoon selecting were now lying quietly in his hands. He couldn't help but sigh. He had just made Bai Zhiyan unhappy, and he didn't know if he could give this thing away in the end.

Driver Zhou was waiting for him at the school gate. Bai Zhiyan became annoyed at the thought of going back to the Bai family, because he was really disgusted by what Bai Jita did to him during the day. But he was usually not at home on weekdays, otherwise he would probably have nightmares again if he saw his face again when he went back.

"Master Zhiyan, that..."

Driver Zhou hesitated and didn't know what to say.

"What's wrong, Driver Zhou?"

"That's it..." He glanced at Bai Zhiyan in the rearview mirror and said hesitantly, "I heard from Aunt Han that Master Jitai will be at home today."

Driver Zhou knew that Bai Zhiyan had always been at odds with Bai Jita, and didn't want to see him being bullied when he returned home.

Tsk, what you fear will come true.

"Then I'll eat dinner outside tonight. You can drop me off at the cram school and then go back. I'll go back by myself in the evening."

"How can this be possible? How can I let you go back by yourself?"

Bai Zhiyan waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, I've been walking at night for 10 years, don't worry about me."

Driver Zhou still wanted to fight for it, but Bai Zhiyan had already closed his eyes and dozed off, so he had no choice but to do as he was told.

After arriving at the cram school, Bai Zhiyan said goodbye to driver Zhou. He looked at his watch and it was not yet 6 o'clock. If he didn't want to see Bai Jitai on his way back, he couldn't leave before at least 11 o'clock. He had to make sure Bai Jitai had rested.

The midterm exam is just around the corner, and he has been distracted by various unexpected events these days, which has resulted in him not being able to study well in class for several days. Today he has a lot of time so he can make up for it.

So he studied until 11:30 in the evening. After saying goodbye to his cram school teacher, he chose the shortest way back to Bai's house. It took at least fifteen minutes to walk from here to Bai's house. Bai Jitai had to go to work the next day, so he was probably asleep by this time.

Bai Zhiyan was very satisfied with his plan and his steps gradually became lighter.

But what he didn't know was that the man who had just beaten someone up during the day and exuded a violent aura was now sitting on the sofa in the hall waiting for him.

There was no light in the hall, and the darkness in the room was like thick ink, seeming to swallow up all the light. Only an incandescent lamp was on next to Bai Jitai, adding a hint of mystery and uneasiness to the dim hall.

This was the scene Bai Zhiyan saw when he came back. Bai Jitai was still wearing the same clothes he wore during the day, and you could vaguely see the dried dark red blood at the corners of his clothes. He was holding a wine glass in his hand, and his slender index finger was slowly stirring the spherical ice cubes inside.

"Are you willing to come back?"

His voice was a little drunken, and the look he gave Bai Zhiyan was not as frivolous as it was during the day.

"I'm going to study."

Today Bai Jitai helped him but also hit him. He subconsciously touched his neck, and the feeling of suffocation from being strangled was still clear.

Bai Zhiyan's face turned very bad. After he finished speaking, he didn't intend to listen to Bai Jitai's answer. He grabbed the strap of his schoolbag tightly and went upstairs to his room.

"Stop for me."