42 Thank You

The next morning, Xu Jiyu wakes up to find himself hunched over the table with a blanket wrapped cozily around him.

"...Mm?" He hums, sitting up as he rubs his bleary eyes. Once his vision is cleared, he glances over to the bed, only to find that Wen Po was missing!

Xu Jiyu's eyes immediately dart over to the chair beside him.

Xu Jiyu: "..."

Even Liu Jian was missing!

What kind of development is this? He can understand Liu Jian leaving, but for Wen Po, a seriously injured patient, how could he just get up and carelessly walk around?

The youth quickly stands, removes the blanket, and neatly folds it before placing it on the bed. "I have to find Wen Po and make him rest!"

A beat passes before he scrunches his eyebrows, deep in thought. "If I were Wen Po, where would I go…?"

The crow that had been incognito, perched upon a vase in the corner, caws loudly. Xu Jiyu looks towards its direction, and smiles. "Good morning to you, too."

Then, he begins to ponder Wen Po's possible whereabouts.

It doesn't take him long to think before his expression brightens up considerably. He makes a fist with one hand and lightly pats it onto his palm, clearly having a 'eureka!' moment. "I know!!"

The youth proceeds to rush out of the room, destination in mind.

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Crash!

"Wen Po, you idiot!!" Fang Lei exclaims, face completely red as he covers his lips, not daring to look Wen Po in the eyes. He had been backed up until he felt the small, round table behind him. Ultimately, he had leaned too much into it, only to fall and cause both the table and himself to topple.

Wen Po's violet eyes gleam with amusement. "I feel better already."

He feels absolutely cheated!!

When he had woken up earlier, he was face-to-face with a smug-looking Wen Po. He was about to yell at the stupid old man, but was distracted when his gaze rested upon the cast on the other's arm.

Seeing Wen Po injured, all of the insults he had been planning to throw at Wen Po had all died in his throat. Just what exactly happened when he left for the Spirit Realm that this guy got injured to this extent?

For once, Fang Lei showed genuine concern as he begrudgingly asked Wen Po what happened. When he learned that the King was the one who did this, Fang Lei frowned, feeling rather uncomfortable. If his King did this, then Wen Po must have been the one to provoke him.

...For that, Fang Lei had called Wen Po an idiot right then and there. In contrast to his harsh words, he had gotten up and carefully observed the cast, he even reached out to touch it quite tenderly without even realizing it himself.

Seeing such a rare moment, Wen Po, of course, couldn't pass this kind of opportunity up! The old man decided to say things such as, 'so you really do care about me' and 'if you kiss me, it'll definitely get better.' He said such vulgar things until Fang Lei's face was completely red, before he got up and decided he needed to get out of the room as soon as possible. Showing genuine concern, and this is what he got in return?! Really unbelievable, ah!

But before Fang Lei could get far, Wen Po had pulled him back using his uninjured arm. The merchant had a really pitiful look on his face, if Fang Lei didn't know this devil's true character, he would've really been fooled!! So of course, he struggled to get out of Wen Po's grasp, punching and kicking unsuccessfully, only to receive a friendly kiss on the lips—

...Friendly his mother!! His first, his first kiss…. wuwu…

Only then did Wen Po finally release him, and he had stumbled backward until he fell onto the ground along with the table behind him. Which brings him to this current situation…

"Feel better? Your mother feels better!!" Fang Lei shouts, furiously wiping his lips. Why did this stupid old man sneak into his room this early? Please leave me alone, thank you!!

Wen Po eyes the young male on the floor, looking especially adorable because he had just been bullied. It only makes him want to tease him even more, so he answers: "Have you ever kissed my mother?"

Fang Lei's eyes involuntarily fill with tears, looking especially loveable. His pout deepens and he doesn't answer, glaring at the ground like a grumpy child.

Wen Po chuckles at the sight. Fang Lei is really entertaining! Very fun to bully! "What, don't tell me you haven't kissed anyone before?"

Fang Lei's glare suddenly shifts to him.

Wen Po: "......"

Fang Lei: "....."

A crow caws nearby.

"...Wait, you really haven't?" Wen Po questions, disbelief written all over his expression. He feels surprisingly happy when he realizes he had just been Fang Lei's first kiss.

"Shut, shut up!!" Fang Lei retaliates lamely, before standing up and fixing the table. "I've kissed plenty of people before!"

With his back towards Wen Po, the merchant can't read the youth's expression. However, a smile takes over and he chuckles again. "Oh, really? So you have a lot of experience?"

Fang Lei sputters out, "Of, of course I do!!"

"Care to show me? Actually, I haven't kissed a lot of people, so I don't have any experience." Wen Po shows a smug expression, and Fang Lei's head whips around.

"Absolutely not! I'm not falling for the oldest trick in the book!" He refuses to kiss Wen Po again! It's because of him that his body feels weird!!

"...Haha." Wen Po can't help but laugh this time. Honestly, he's only relieved about one thing. "...Thank you."

Fang Lei raises an eyebrow and shoots another glare at the merchant. "Did you just thank me for refusing?" Was Wen Po okay? Did he hit his head and secretly get a head injury when fighting the King as well?

The merchant shakes his head and answers truthfully, "For being alive."

When he thought that Fang Lei was dead, his heart had frozen over ten times. So of course, the moment he woke up, he ran straight to Fang Lei's room. But it seems like Fang Lei was fine… and for that, he couldn't help but kiss him. Kiss him, in case he was only dreaming...

Fang Lei's face flushes red again, and he deliberately looks forward once more. "Why thank me for being alive? Stupid…"

These simple and happy moments, both of them will cherish forever.

"Now, how about another kiss?" Wen Po says, eyes narrowed into crescents as he walks over to the youth.

He only gets one simple answer and a push: "Go to hell!!"

...Wen Po is disappointed, but not surprised.