Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

You took the tweezers from his hand and looked at him with a firm gaze: "That's right, there are always shadows where the sun doesn't shine. Qin Che, I don't care if you like living in the dark or are forced to live in the dark. I have already stepped into your world, and there is no longer a line between light and darkness between us. I am willing, no, I yearn for everything about you. I yearn to accept it and get used to it."

"..." Qin Che's expression changed, but he didn't want you to notice his loss of composure, so he remained silent and didn't answer.

You continued, "Besides, even if you wanted to push me away, do you think I'm the kind of person who obediently listens to others?"

"no......"

He gave a slight smirk, his understanding of you quite clear. "I didn't mean to push you away..."

You laughed angrily: "You still say you didn't? You've been hiding things from me, not letting me know anything. Isn't that pushing me away?"

He pressed his brow and said, "I'm afraid you're overthinking it..."

"If you don't tell me, I'll think even more." You took two deep breaths to calm yourself down.

Seeing that his wound was still bleeding, you quickly changed your mind: "Stop, stop, stop, don't talk about it now, let's treat the wound first."

"I can do it myself..."

"Don't force me to slap you at a time like this..." You glared at him angrily. "It will hurt a lot, let me give you an anesthetic injection."

Qin Che shook his head slightly: "No need. Danger could strike at any moment... I need to stay alert..."

You pursed your lips, agreeing with his point of view. After all, given your strength, it would indeed be difficult for you to protect him.

"Then sit still and don't move around."

The cold metal tweezers felt even colder and more bone-chilling under the disinfection of alcohol.

You closed your eyes, which were a little sore from crying, and carefully felt the touch of metal against your skin.

You were tense, your brows furrowed tightly, and your expression was even more pained than Qin Che, who was having a bullet removed by his bare hands.

Soon, you removed the two blood-stained bullets with tweezers, making a clear metallic sound as they struck the ground. The spent cartridges rolled twice and came to rest at your feet.

Qin Che frowned, but he held back, not uttering a sound that would make your heart skip a beat.

His arm hung down, and bright red, warm blood flowed down his forearm to his wrist.

You quickly took out alcohol swabs and dressings from the first-aid kit to treat the wound where the bullet had been removed.

"Why...why is there no sign of healing at all..." The bleeding is increasing, and you are clearly starting to panic.

"Because of the sun..." Qin Che's voice was weak due to blood loss.

"Can't it be okay if the light isn't shining inside?" You couldn't hold back the soreness in your throat. Tears started flowing again uncontrollably.

"It slowed it down a bit... but it didn't have much effect..."

Seeing you cry like this, his heart seemed to ache more than his wounds. "Don't worry... I won't die... you know that..."

He used his other, uninjured hand to wipe away your tears.

Unexpectedly, one action left a dark red mark on your face.

Qin Che was slightly taken aback when he saw the mark, then subtly curled the corners of his mouth.

You carefully applied the dressing to the wound on his chest, and then meticulously wiped the area around the wound with alcohol: "He won't die, but he'll still feel pain..."

You discarded wads of blood-stained cotton balls on the bathroom floor...

Seeing that you were too tense, Qin Che interrupted, "Your movements are so practiced, you must get injured often, right?"