Chapter 48: Frail Body
“Lu Beihuai, are you kidding me?”
Song Qie sighed, feeling lightheaded as he tried to shake off the remnants of sleep. He extended a hand toward Lu Beihuai, a sense of urgency in his voice. “Give me the socks. I need to go back.”
“I took care of you all night, and that’s all I get? No thanks?” Lu Beihuai forced himself to stay calm, suppressing the irritation that bubbled beneath the surface as he approached Song Qie. He bent down, retrieving the white sneakers from the floor, and moved closer, squatting down in front of him.
Being tall made the Asian squat a challenge for him; instead, he settled on one knee, feeling the strain in his legs as he attempted to balance his height and grace.
Seeing Lu Beihuai’s intention, Song Qie quickly pulled his feet back. “What are you doing? I can put them on myself.”
But Lu Beihuai's grip was firm, holding Song Qie’s ankle with an assurance that belied the tension in the air. He lifted Song Qie’s foot onto his knee, glancing up at him with an intensity that made Song Qie’s heart race. “If you have nothing to thank me for, then just let me do this.”
Song Qie couldn’t wrap his head around this logic. “You think helping me put on my shoes is a way to thank me?”
He attempted to pull away, but Lu Beihuai didn’t relent. Instead, he reached into his pocket, producing the confiscated sock. Holding onto the slender ankle, he slid the sock onto Song Qie’s foot, then retrieved the other sock from the shoe.
His movements were practiced and gentle, showing no hint of reluctance. It was as if he derived pleasure from this act of care, and Song Qie couldn’t help but feel a mix of confusion and warmth.
“Song Qie, are you really this defenseless against anyone?” Lu Beihuai asked, a hint of challenge in his voice.
“No way,” Song Qie replied, frowning.
“Then why do you follow me so willingly? Aren’t you afraid of what I might do to you?”
Song Qie narrowed his eyes, a smirk creeping onto his lips. “So what did you do?”
Lu Beihuai fell silent, his expression growing serious.
Song Qie lowered his gaze to the floor, contemplating Lu Beihuai’s actions as he knelt there. The man’s serious demeanor struck him as strange. Though he could understand Lu Beihuai’s brooding nature, it seemed like more than just a desire for revenge against past bullying.
He wanted to understand what was unfolding between them, but it felt paradoxical.
“Lu Beihuai,” Song Qie began, trying to break the tension.
Lu Beihuai finished tying his shoelaces, still focused on the task. “Speak.”
“Are you really not gay?” Song Qie asked tentatively, curiosity lacing his voice.
“Absolutely not,” Lu Beihuai asserted, standing up with an air of confidence. “I’m not interested in any gay videos. They’re disgusting.”
Song Qie blinked, his response barely a whisper. “Oh.”
There was no need for further elaboration; his question was simple enough.
“Why? Are you moved?” Lu Beihuai teased, glancing at Song Qie’s disheveled hair, a chuckle escaping him. “Don’t let someone putting shoes on you lead you to think you can’t live without him.”
Song Qie nodded, a sly smile tugging at his lips. “Yeah, you’re right.”
Lu Beihuai’s expression shifted to bemusement at the ease with which Song Qie accepted his teasing.
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Everyone Hates My Frail Body.
Romance"Everyone Hates My Frail Body" Author: Yaoyaotu Status: Complete Summary: Song Qie was accidentally reborn after a car accident, finding himself transformed into a character in a novel that everyone despises. This character, also named Song Qie, is...
