Chapter 78 You’d Better Not Let Anyone Else Touch You

Chapter 78: You'd Better Not Let Others Touch You

"Xiao Li's gland is failing and needs a transplant."

"The doctor said he has less than two months."

"He's someone I took in... Zhao Jinzong, he loves architecture, about to graduate... finally about to graduate."

"..."

The wind was strong around them, and the rain grew heavier. Chen Su listened to the sound of silver chains clinking and Zhao Jinzong's breathing.

His crumbling emotions slowly calmed down in the rain, in the warm embrace. Zhao Jinzong cupped his face with a large hand, his thumb rubbing Chen Su's cheek, rough and warm.

"It's rare for you to take the initiative to talk to me."

Zhao Jinzong's voice was magnetic, always steady, reliable, and grounded.

"I'll help you think of something."

Chen Su looked up at the outline shadowed by the black umbrella. Though he couldn't see clearly, Chen Su could rely on memory, understanding, and imagination to read the expression on Zhao Jinzong's face.

Chen Su's voice was hoarse. "Zhao Jinzong..."

Zhao Jinzong's hand gripping Chen Su's chin tightened. "Want to say thanks?"

Chen Su smiled, averting his gaze to the distant sky. "The moon is very round tonight."

"Hmm." Zhao Jinzong bent down and kissed Chen Su's lips, a light peck. His hand found Chen Su's waist and pulled him upright. "You're soaked."

Zhao Jinzong asked, "Is Meng Suizhi in the ward?"

"Yes."

Zhao Jinzong gave the umbrella to Chen Su, took off his jacket, and draped it over Chen Su's shoulders. "Uncle Wen parked the car by the roadside. Go to the hotel to change clothes and get something to eat before coming back."

"Okay."

Zhao Jinzong stepped out from under the black umbrella, making a call in the fine rain as he walked toward the hospital.

Soaked to the bone, Chen Su went back to the hotel. When Zhao Jinzong came to Rongcheng, he had brought a suitcase for Chen Su, filled with clothes and documents.

He took a shower and blow-dried his hair. Uncle Wen texted him that the congee was at the door and that he was waiting for Chen Su at the hotel entrance.

Chen Su finished the congee, grabbed a jacket for Zhao Jinzong, and Uncle Wen drove him back to the hospital.

When Chen Su arrived, Meng Suizhi had gone to fetch water. Zhao Jinzong was sitting by the hospital bed, asking about Xiao Li's condition. As an Enigma, he naturally had a cold expression, and dressed in formal attire, he looked quite imposing.

Xiao Li was a bit scared, his eyes darting around, and he spoke hesitantly. "I can't remember clearly..."

"Xiao Li." Chen Su strode in, took the jacket draped over his arm, and handed it to Zhao Jinzong. "Your jacket."

Xiao Li looked up, relieved. "Bro..."

Chen Su sat down. "Want an apple? I'll peel one for you."

Zhao Jinzong reached out. "Let me."

Xiao Li exclaimed in panic, "No, no need!"

Chen Su smiled. "It's fine, I'll do it."

Zhao Jinzong hummed in acknowledgment, and rolled up the cuffs of Chen Su's shirt. Chen Su peeled an apple for Xiao Li while the Enigma stepped out to take a work call.

Xiao Li breathed a sigh of relief and ventured, "Bro... when General Director Zhao usually talks to you, is it like this too?"

"Like what?"

"Like interrogating a criminal."

Interrogation—questioning with a purpose, intimidating with his gaze, leading the other person to reveal the truth, and easily telling if they're lying through micro-expressions.

"..." Chen Su chuckled softly. "More or less."

"Bro, are you scared of him?" Xiao Li asked, somewhat frightened.

"No, Zhao Jinzong is very kind, and he won't hurt you."

"I know, if Bro trusts him, then Xiao Li trusts him too." Xiao Li asked, "General Director Zhao just asked me about the cause of the gland failure and when it started. I didn't tell the truth. Bro... can I tell him?"

Regarding Xiao Li's identity and his past, it was a secret.

Chen Su had instructed him not to reveal it to anyone.

So even to Zhao Jinzong, Xiao Li hadn't said anything.

"Let's not say anything for now." Chen Su handed the peeled apple to Xiao Li. "I'll go ask about transferring to another hospital. Let's go back to the capital first."

"Okay."

Xiao Li lowered his head and bit into the apple.

Chen Su left the room, found the doctor, and brought up the transfer. The doctor said he should stay for observation tonight and could be transferred tomorrow morning. Chen Su hummed in acknowledgment and returned to the ward.

Meng Suizhi came back and poured Xiao Li a glass of water.

"Thank you," Xiao Li said with a smile.

Meng Suizhi sighed inwardly. How could two kids picked up and raised be so different?

Xiao Li was adorable; Han Yu was fierce and had even fucked him.

Meng Suizhi ruffled Xiao Li's hair and turned to look at Chen Su. "You've raised a very well-behaved kid."

"He's always been good. I just asked the doctor. We can transfer tomorrow morning. Sorry for all the trouble today. Go back and rest soon. I'll keep watch here. I've booked a room for you at the hotel and sent you the room number."

"Alright."

Meng Suizhi left first. Chen Su was going to stay and take care of Xiao Li, and Zhao Jinzong stayed with him. Xiao Li was afraid of Zhao Jinzong and said he was fine, telling Chen Su and Zhao Jinzong to go back and rest.

Chen Su hired a nurse to stay before leaving.

Chen Su had driven here, watched over Xiao Li for a long time, and run around the hospital. He was extremely tired, but he had trouble sleeping in unfamiliar beds. Only when Zhao Jinzong came back from his shower and Chen Su leaned into the crook of Zhao Jinzong's arm could he fall asleep.

Meng Suizhi couldn't sleep.

He called the front desk and ordered red wine to help him sleep.

Soon, the doorbell rang. Meng Suizhi had just finished showering, his bathrobe not tied properly, the collar slightly open. He hurried to open the door. The waiter delivering the wine was very tall. Meng Suizhi looked up slightly. In an instant, his eyes widened in shock.

The person standing at the door was Han Yu, dressed in a waiter's uniform.

Meng Suizhi's throat tightened. His first thought was: Why is Han Yu dressed like this? Is he struggling on his own? Broke?

When Han Yu left, he was still a student, and still a student now with no income.

"Bring it in." Meng Suizhi swung the door open.

Han Yu stared at Meng Suizhi's slightly open bathrobe, his gaze darkening. He took the wine into the bedroom. Meng Suizhi wanted to call him back. He wasn't used to drinking red wine in the bedroom—the scent was too heavy; normally, wine was left on the coffee table in the living room.

Han Yu glanced at the bedroom. It was empty, with no second pair of shoes.

He turned back to look at Meng Suizhi. "I'm leaving."

"Han Yu." Meng Suizhi called out to him. "How have you been lately?"

"Pretty good."

"Do you work here?"

"Mm."

"Aren't you in school anymore?"

"You ask too many questions."

"..." Meng Suizhi was silent for a moment. "What I said to you back then was too harsh."

"You just don't like me."

Han Yu said, "You can travel all the way to Rongcheng for some omega you don't even know, but you never come see me when I'm sick. It's not that you're busy—you simply don't care about me."

"Meng Suizhi, you've never liked me. You're just used to living with me, so you let me touch you. If someone else lived with you for a few years, you'd let them fuck you too."

Meng Suizhi explained, "No, I—"

"Don't want to hear it." Han Yu interrupted. "You'd better not let anyone touch you, otherwise I don't know what I'll do."