Lima syndrome

Bai Jitai never thought that he would be led by Bai Zhiyan by the nose. When he was about to turn around and chase after him, his cell phone rang.

He wanted to hang up directly, but after seeing who was calling, he just let out a sigh and finally picked up the phone.

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly."

"Brother Ji, the guy we caught ran away..."

"What did you say?"

Bai Jitai's gloomy face was tinged with even more anger, and even his hoarse voice rose two degrees.

"I'm sorry, Brother Jitai! We've already gone out to look for him, we're sure we'll find him!"

"A bunch of rubbish, what's the point of me raising you!"

The person they were talking about was the family of a man whose father was kidnapped by Baek Ji-tae and forcibly had his organs removed because he owed a debt. Because there was no evidence to file a case, the man found Baek Ji-young, who was harassed repeatedly and finally reported the case, which also brought her into contact with Chi Seung-hoon.

So the family member was originally protected in the procuratorate, and Bai Jitai's people took great pains to get him out and lock him up, but who knew that he would actually run away.

"Listen carefully. I don't care how you can contact him. Tell him that if he dares to call the police, he will have to wait for his father's urn to be collected."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Zhiyan had long disappeared. Bai Jitai stood in the hall and looked in the direction he left, still thinking about what he had just said.

Concerned about him? Any other ideas?

Bai Zhiyan is a dangerous person who will steal his property. Apart from hatred and disgust, what other thoughts can he have about him?

To say they care about him is probably more like wanting to kill him.

As for Che Jingcan and Xu Shiyuan, these two people are not good people. It is an honor for him that I warned him to stay away from those two pests, but he dared to disobey me.

"It's really ungrateful."

His younger brother might be best at going against him, and he would never learn his lesson no matter how many times he was punished.

After Bai Zhiyan left the Bai family, he was thinking about how to tell Che Jingcan about the letter of apology.

"Ring ring ring——"

His cell phone rang, and when he saw it was Ji Seung-hoon calling, he picked up the phone immediately, and his previous annoyance and distress disappeared in an instant.

"Seung-hoon, what's going on?"

"Jiyeon, Baek Je-young and I have been moving faster recently. Baek Je-tae's mother's family is also willing to cooperate with us to retaliate against Baek Jung-in, but the condition is that Baek Je-tae should not be touched. Although we have agreed, I am worried that something unexpected will happen, so you must be careful during this period of time."

Hearing his words of concern for him, Bai Zhiyan felt a warm current flowing through his heart, and he nodded subconsciously.

"Okay, Seung-hoon, I'll pay attention."

"Well, remember to contact me if you have any problems. Don't try to handle it on your own. Your eldest sister, A-Chee, and I will help you."

The sound of Chi Chengxun sneezing came through the receiver, and Bai Zhiyan hurriedly reminded him, "Chengxun brother, the weather is cold recently, you must pay attention to keep warm, don't get sick, I will take good care of myself and won't make you and big sister worry."

"Well, if a little kid like you can take care of yourself, I certainly won't be left behind."

His warm and gentle laughter sounded, and Bai Zhiyan's mood became calm, "Well, we will all be fine."

After the call, Bai Zhiyan straightened his collar. It was indeed getting colder recently. He didn't know if the prosecutor would get sick after working outside for so long.

He looked at the scarf his mother had knitted for him and thought about what he could do for him.

When Bai Zhiyan returned to the ward, there was still a slight smile on his face. Che Jingcan was in a good mood when he saw the luggage he brought. He ignored the doctor's instructions and insisted on getting out of bed to pick him up.

"Bai Zhiyan, you're so slow to come back."

"What are you doing here again? Lie down quickly."

Bai Zhiyan put down his things and pulled him away. He rarely took the initiative to touch Che Jingcan. Behind him, where he couldn't see, Che Jingcan raised a bitter smile.

When he reached the bed, Che Jingcan suddenly hugged him from behind.

"What are you doing again?"

Che Jingcan didn't answer, and Bai Zhiyan didn't dare to move, so the two of them were in a stalemate.

"Can you lie down on the bed first? Does your wound hurt?"

"It hurts, of course it doesn't hurt."

He was clearly answering himself, but Bai Zhiyan felt that he was responding to other questions through this sentence.

"Then let go."

"What? It won't hurt if you let go?"

Che Jingcan's voice was muffled, like a midsummer rainy afternoon. His hot and humid breath splashed on Bai Zhiyan's ears. He felt a little itchy, and a trace of irritation inexplicably arose in his heart.

"Do you really have to go against me like this?"

"No, how could that be."

In just a moment, Che Jingcan returned to his smiling look. He let go of his arms and stopped pestering her. He happily threw off the quilt and lay down on the bed.

"Just lie down and rest. I still need to study."

Bai Zhiyan took out a book to study, and regardless of whether he had any other needs, the two of them stayed quietly in the ward.

So after Che Jingcan lay down, he looked in the direction where he was sitting, staring at Bai Zhiyan without blinking.

Che Jingcan once thought that if Bai Zhiyan was willing to stay by his side, even if he didn't say a word like he is now, he would be satisfied just by being able to see him.

But he was wrong, human desires are endless, like a bottomless pit.

So what if he could see him? He wanted to touch him, to kiss him, to leave marks on his body that belonged only to him, to announce their relationship in front of everyone, so that no one around him would dare to stare at him or have improper thoughts.

I can see him but I also know clearly that he is never owned by me for a moment. Is this happiness or torture?

Originally, Che Jingcan was not an emotional person. Perhaps it was because he had too many things to think about after being injured. After going through the experience of life and death, he always fantasized about separation in his mind.

By the time Bai Zhiyan came to his senses after being tired from studying, it was already night. He twisted his sore neck and wanted to ask Che Jingcan what he wanted to eat, but when he turned around, he saw him staring at a quilt in front of him with lifeless eyes, wondering what he was thinking about.

His silence was quite different from what Bai Zhiyan had expected. "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Che Jingcan only reacted after hearing his voice. He looked up at Bai Zhiyan with a dull look, as if he was looking into nothingness.

Bai Zhi stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Che Jingcan, what's wrong with you?"

He grabbed Bai Zhiyan's hand and forced a smile, "I'm fine, you don't need to ask me, the nurse my father arranged will bring us food."

Bai Zhiyan nodded, and he did not hold on to his hand when he pulled it back. Bai Zhiyan always felt something was strange when he saw Che Jingcan acting out of character.

At night, Bai Zhiyan propped up the small bed for the patient next to him and was making the quilt, and Che Jingcan kept watching him while he worked.

Bai Zhiyan sighed softly, "If you keep looking at me like this, you'll see holes in me."

He put down the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed. "You've been acting weird today. What do you want to say?"

"Don't do that. Sleep here with me. My bed is very big."

"No." Bai Zhiyan refused immediately, "It's too dangerous for two people to sleep together. Aren't you afraid that the wound will open again?"

"Then I'll sleep in the crib."

"If you want to sleep in the small bed, then I'll sleep in your big bed."

"No, I want to sleep in the big bed too!"

"Then you sleep in the big bed, and I'll sleep in the small bed."

"If you sleep in a small bed, I want to sleep in a small bed too!"

The two of them were arguing and neither of them gave in to the other.

Bai Zhiyan pressed his temple, "Stop it, Che Jingcan, where do you want to sleep? A small bed is not as comfortable as a big bed."

"Next to you."

Che Jingcan had a serious look on his face and a determined gaze. He was like a stubborn dictator who would definitely achieve his goal once he had decided on it.

"Stop messing around."

"I do not have."

His mother once told him that if he wanted to express his inner thoughts sincerely and let the other person feel his true feelings, words alone were not enough.

It also requires physical contact, holding the other person's hands tightly, using the warmth of your palms and the touch of your fingertips, and using the most sincere gaze to see through the foggy barriers and tell him of your friendship.

So he propped himself up, held Bai Zhiyan's hands, and looked up at him from the perspective of a subordinate.

"Zhiyan, you don't know what you saw during the time I was unconscious. Every time I tried to touch you, you disappeared like smoke. Even when you were right in front of me, you seemed so far away."

Bai Zhiyan wanted to pull his hands away, but hesitated after seeing his pale yet tough face.

"I'm really scared, and it's hard to let go of that feeling, so let me sleep next to you, at least let me touch you realistically, and let me know that you are by my side." The corners of Che Jingcan's eyes turned red, and his flamboyant and sharp eyes were forcibly softened.

Bai Zhiyan's heart felt like it was being clenched by a big hand. He didn't know why Che Jingcan said such a thing. He was always unable to deal with his coquettishness. No matter how indifferent he was to him, or even slapped him or hit him, Che Jingcan would still pull him relentlessly. This feeling made him very entangled and depressed.

"When did you become so timid?"

"The feeling of only being able to look at you but not being able to touch you is so painful." Che Jingcan gradually increased the strength in his hands, as if to confirm what he said.

Bai Zhiyan sighed, but he still couldn't persuade him, "Whatever you want."

After receiving the answer, Che Jingcan smiled on his frail face and quickly pulled Bai Zhiyan to his bed. As if he was afraid that he would sneak away in the middle of the night, Che Jingcan insisted on sleeping on the outside and used his body to block him firmly inside.

After both of them had packed up, Che Jingcan put his arms around Bai Zhiyan's waist and buried his head in his neck.

Bai Zhiyan felt Che Jingcan's breath spraying on his neck, which was slightly itchy. He asked him, "What happened to you today? Do you have something to say?"

Bai Zhiyan couldn't see his face clearly in the darkness. He could only see the angular outline of his face, feel his slightly warm body temperature, and the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed.

"Do you really have to ask me?"

"Yes, you look very strange."

"Well, Bai Zhiyan--" Che Jingcan exhaled lightly, his voice was unusually low and sharp.

"Let me ask you, why did you come to the hospital to see me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ward suddenly fell into an unusually dead silence. Bai Zhiyan's body stiffened, he knew that he would have to face this moment sooner or later.

"What do you want to know?"

Bai Zhiyan's voice was hoarse and his emotions were mixed.

"You said that I was indiscriminate in the previous incident with Kim Nam-hyun, and that it was my fault. I won't question you if you say it was my fault, so I will accept his brother's blow as an offset. I just want to ask you, just this one question -"

He lay on his side, Mingming raised his hand and placed it on Bai Zhiyan's face, gently stroking his eyebrows and eyes.

"If it wasn't for Kim Nam-hyun, would you come to the hospital to see me?"

Che Jingcan's voice trembled as lightly as the hand he placed on Bai Zhiyan's forehead. He was like a death row prisoner waiting for the knife to fall on his head, hoping that his answer in the next second could bring him relief.

"will not."

The guillotine fell to the ground, and blood was gushing out.

Bai Zhiyan did not hesitate at all, and his voice was as clear and calm as usual, but in Che Jingcan's ears it was like a sharp blade, piercing his body again, causing more pain than the wound pierced by Jin Zaihuan.

“Bai Zhiyan, are you still so cruel that you can’t even lie to me?”

Bai Zhiyan avoided his hurt gaze, not wanting to be affected by his emotions, "Since you already know the reason, why should I lie to cover it up."

He has told too many lies to Xu Shiyuan, and he doesn't want to continue lying to Che Jingcan, otherwise he will really become a liar.

"I'm here just because of Kim Nam-hyun's matter. His brother needs your letter of forgiveness."

"So should I thank you for not lying to me, or should I be angry that you only looked at me for the sake of other people?"

Che Jingcan laughed at himself, and the laugh was full of sadness. Bai Zhiyan was unable to answer and his eyes fell on the quilt covering them both.

"But why do you think you can get a letter of apology from me?"

"I……"

He held Bai Zhiyan's head and forced him to look at him. "You're taking advantage of my feelings for you? You're using yourself as a bargaining chip to confuse and trick me?"

Bai Zhiyan's thoughts were revealed and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Do you think I'm too stupid and easy to deceive, or do you think my feelings are too cheap to be trampled on like this?"

The strength in his hands did not decrease, and Bai Zhiyan was getting closer and closer to him. Their breaths intertwined, and when their eyes met, Bai Zhiyan seemed to see the tears in his eyes.

"Che Jingcan, I'm not sincere enough, but I don't think your feelings are cheap."

This is the truth. Bai Zhiyan has felt too little love in this world. How can a person who lacks love have the right to easily deny other people's feelings?

The moonlight on that winter night was not bright enough, and in the darkness Bai Zhiyan could only see his dark pupils glowing faintly.

"Then prove it to me."

Che Jingcan's voice was tinged with sadness. It was clearly an imperative sentence, but Bai Zhiyan felt that he was begging. So the two of them secretly competed on this bed that was just big enough for them.

"can."

There is nothing Bai Zhiyan cannot do to achieve his goal.

He held Che Jingcan's face, gently brushed his thumb over the small mole on his lips, closed his eyes and kissed him.