Quick Transmigration: I'm Just a Male Supporting Character, Why Does Everyone Love Me?

"Okay, go to sleep."

After applying the medicine, Shu Xian tucked him in.

Song Wuwei looked up at him, his eyes filled with innocence and pity. He opened his mouth as if to say something but then pursed it back.

Shu Xian saw through it and said directly, "Just say what you have to say."

Song Wuwei bit his lip and said, "I can't sleep. Can I hold your hand? This place is so unfamiliar, I'm a little scared."

You're a stranger? This is your second time here. You should feel familiar with the same bed, Shu Xian thought to herself.

But she still reached out her hand to him, saying, "Take this hand."

"Thank you."

Song Wuwei held the tender hand, a smile spreading across his face, and shallow dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth, as if he were filled with sweetness.

so cute.

"Go to sleep peacefully, I'll leave only after you're asleep."

As Shu Xian spoke, she took the opportunity to pinch his cheek. He was just too cute, sob sob.

Under Shu Xian's gentle gaze, Song Wuwei closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of her hands. Her small hands, wrapped in her skin, were so soft; he really wanted to pick them up and kiss them.

Soon after, the person on the bed began to breathe evenly. It was a relief; he had finally fallen asleep!

Shu Xian gently tried to pull her fingers away, but couldn't. When did their fingers become intertwined?

After several attempts, Song Wuwei still held on tightly.

Shu Xian had no choice but to whisper in his ear, "Let go quickly, I want to go back to sleep."

It would have been better if I hadn't said anything, because after I did, my hand was gripped even tighter.

Seriously? Are you that insecure?

In ancient times, it was inconvenient not to have telephones. If there were telephones, he would have called Lou Yun and asked him to come over so he could keep his wife company.

Shu Xian sighed helplessly, then leaned close to his ear and coaxed him softly in the same tone she used to use to coax children in the orphanage, "Be good, okay? Let go of your brother's hand."

"Brother only likes well-behaved children. If you're not well-behaved, brother won't like you."

"Will you be good, little fearless boy?"

The grip on her hand loosened considerably, and Shu Xian didn't dare to pull her hand away directly. She only gently probed it, thinking that a few more words of coaxing should be enough.

"Does Wuwei like his older brother? His older brother really likes little Wuwei."

"Wuwei's dimples are so pretty, he's so cute."

Perhaps because she treated Song Wuwei like a child, Shu Xian said these words without any embarrassment or awkwardness.

Under Shu Xian's enthusiastic encouragement, Song Wuwei finally let go of her hand.

"Good girl, your good brother likes you."

After gently rubbing his face, she got up and left, satisfied.

The moment the man stepped out of the clinic, the person on the bed opened their eyes. The warmth of the words they had just heard still seemed to linger in their ears.

A blush rose to Song Wuwei's face and spread to his neck; he also really liked Shu Xian.

He will always be good.

Shu Xian's steps were much more cheerful on her way back.

I don't know if the young master has taken a bath or gone to bed, but he's grown up now and can fetch water to bathe by himself, so there's no need to worry about him.

Shu Xian pushed open the door and saw Tang Muxing sitting in the hall, his face serious and stern. Why did he look so bad? Did he think he was too late?

"Has the young master taken a bath? Is he going to bed?"

Tang Muxing didn't say anything, just sat quietly and watched him.

Could it be that she's angry because she hasn't eaten yet?

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

Shu Xian walked over and poked his arm.

Tang Muxing frowned, a hint of disgust in her eyes, and moved away. "Go take a shower."

Wash away that person's scent.

The thought of Shu Xian hugging Song Wuwei made Tang Muxing feel a tightness in his chest.

Knowing that Song Wuwei had been deliberately beaten, he had no evidence to tell Shu Xian.

"Ok."

I did sweat a lot today running around, so I'll just take a shower. Why are you being so fierce?

Shu Xian walked into the bathroom and saw the steaming hot bathtub, then ran out with a grin.

"Hehe, young master, you've prepared the water for me, haven't you?"

"That's what I left over from washing."

Tang Muxing turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.

Shu Xian knew that Tang Muxing must have prepared this for him. The bathtub full of water was very heavy, and he couldn't lift it. Tang Muxing would empty the water directly after each bath.

Later on, he didn't even have to fetch the bathwater; Tang Muxing would fetch it himself.

"Hehe, thank you, young master, I love you the most."

After a long day, all he wanted was to take a bath to relax and then go to sleep.

Ah, I love him the most.

It better be this way.

Tang Muxing couldn't help but smile, and most of the annoyance in his heart dissipated.

Shu Xian had figured things out in the short time he was taking a shower. The reason Shu Xian hugged Song Wuwei today was entirely because of Shu Xian's kindness; he couldn't bear to see others get hurt.

Moreover, he was Shu Xian's favorite.

My absolute favorite!

When Shu Xian came out of the shower, Tang Muxing was still sitting in the living room. Was he waiting for her? Or was he preoccupied with something?

"Young Master, aren't you asleep yet?"

Shu Xian tentatively asked in a cautious tone.

"come over."

Tang Muxing's tone made it impossible to discern whether he was happy or angry.

"what's wrong?"

Shu Xian sat down beside him and looked at him.

"Am I more important than Song Wuwei?"

"Of course it's you, young master."

Shu Xian blurted it out without hesitation.

No way, Song Wuwei is more important, after all, his life is tied to him.

You pushed me away today.

Tang Muxing's calm tone carried a hint of grievance.

Really? He doesn't even remember it.

"I'm sorry, young master, his face was covered in blood at the time, I didn't pay much attention."

Shu Xian could only apologize softly.

Do you think I'm the one who hurt him?

Tang Muxing stared intently at his expression, not missing a single detail. If Shu Xian said yes, he would get angry.

Shu Xian understood; it turned out that Tang Muxing felt guilty because Song Wuwei was injured.

"It's normal to get injured during sparring, young master, don't take it to heart."

"And young master, I thought you would win from the very beginning."

Shu Xian smiled at him, dazzling like the stars, her smile like the sunrise illuminating his world.

It seemed like all he could see was me, and my heart suddenly felt overflowing with emotion.

"Could you please not push me away in the future? And could you hold my hand when there are many people around?"

Tang Muxing's burning eyes were fixed on him, her gaze filled with endless anticipation.

"Okay, I won't push you away, I'll hold your hand."

Tang Muxing is such a starved for love, and it's only because he's kind that he lets him have his way.

"Did you get injured today?"

There will always be some clashes in any competition, so Shu Xian still asked with concern.

"No."

Tang Muxing tried to cover up his actions by putting his hands behind his back.

"What are you hiding for? Let me see."

Shu Xian pulled his hand over, rolled up his sleeve, and a small abrasion that had already scabbed over appeared before her eyes.

No, it's just a tiny injury, why was he dodging?

Shu Xian was about to help him pull down his sleeve when she heard him say, "Aren't you going to apply medicine?"

"..."

If he hadn't checked, things would probably be fine by tomorrow.

Shu Xian couldn't find any words to refute him.

Finally, he moved his lips and said, "Okay, I'll apply the medicine for you."