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Chapter 4

Shi Bufan got a few stitches on his head but even this couldn't conceal his fierce imposing manner.

He laid his head on the headboard of the bed and carelessly occupied Zhen Yuanbai's bed. He sprawled his body, occupying the entirety of the bed and Zhen Yuanbai, the owner of the bed, had no choice but to sit humbly on his lounge chair.

When he was about to place his order, Zhen Yuanbai decided to abandon the spicy hot pot after considering Shi Bufan's injury. Instead, he ordered some light food. When a delivery man arrived with his takeout, Zhen Yuanbai shoved his feet into the slippers and rushed out of the room. He was treated like a servant.

Once he picked up the takeout, he knocked on the door and called for his brother. "Youxiu?"

Zhen Youxiu was sitting by his PS4 and playing a video game. He turned towards Zhen Yuanbai, his headphones still on. Zhen Yuanbai gave him milk tea and said, "For you."

"Place it here." Then he turned to face the screen again. Zhen Yuanbai placed it on the side for him and continued to say, "I put less ice in yours. It's too chilly for a cold drink."

Zhen Youxiu's eyes hadn't left the screen. But he said well-behaved, "Thank you, brother."

Zhen Yuanbai was satisfied with his response. He patted his brother's head and went back to his room. He placed the porridge by the bedside table for Shi Bufan and then carried his milk tea with him to do a practice exam. After a while, he realized that Shi Bufan hadn't moved from his spot. He called out, "Shi Bufan?"

Shi Bufan was in deep sleep and Zhen Yuanbai wanted to push him, but he was scared of him getting angry at him for waking him up. He continued to call, "Shi Bufan? Shi Bufan?"

Shi Bufan was finally woken up. He knitted his eyebrows and looked irritably at the source of the sound. He saw a thin and slender finger, "Um, I brought food back. It's going to get cold in a while so it's best if you eat now."

Shi Bufan rolled over and got out of bed. He opened the plastic takeout box and then stared at him suddenly, "Do you call me that usually?"

Zhen Yuanbai was confused.

"If we're best friends, why are you calling me by my full name?" Shi Bufan ate a mouthful of rice porridge and his lazy glance contained a tint of suspicion. Zhen Yuanbai was stunned momentarily. He hadn't thought of how to answer yet when Shi Bufan suddenly licked his lips. The plastic spoon accidentally cut the corner of his lips and his expression looked worse than before. He said, "Give me another one."

"Can't you speak properly?" Zhen Yuanbai scolded him, "If you're asking someone for a favor, at least act like you're asking them."

Shi Bufan stared at him. Zhen Yuanbai paused for a moment before he stood up to grab a spoon for him.

He delivered the spoon to him with a rigid expression. Shi Bufan took it from him as he heard him humph. "Who knows if someone in my family has a contagious illness."

Shi Bufan licked the wound on his lip but didn't say anything.

He wolfed down the food and after he was done, he pushed the box to the side. He grabbed a napkin and wiped his mouth. Then he rolled over and laid back on Zhen Yuanbai's bed. He couldn't hear anything from him after.

Zhen Yuanbai sat on his chair and looked over at him. "If you're uncomfortable, then you have to go to the hospital. You can't keep sleeping."

"Shut up." Shi Bufan yelled at him. Zhen Yuanbai took a sip of his milk tea and silently went back to doing his practice exam.

In the room, for a moment, there was only the sound of the tip of the pen brushing against the paper. This was very obvious in the quiet room and it created an ASMR effect. Shi Bufan gradually relaxed and completely fell into slumber.