Mr. Rong's Lovelorn Diary

C14. Why have you bought a pack of sanitary towels?

Rong Yi thought to himself as he ran downstairs, "Fortunately I've broken up with this guy."

On the one hand, Chen Keyao was a very reliable guy, on the other hand, he could be extremely unreliable too.

But in terms of being reliable, how many times would one run into incidents like this in his life? Last time it was a pickpocket and this time a burglar. Rong Yi had only got involved in such dangerous situations twice in his whole life.

By contrast, Chen Keyao was really lousy when it came to the nitty-gritty of daily life.

Living with people like this would definitely tire you out. As Rong Yi told himself so repeatedly in his heart, he shook his head hard twice, trying to stop the continuous replay of the scene in his head.

Chen Keyao's distinct voice outside his door when he was in panicking despair. His caring eyes when he turned around to look at him in that dark room. His slightly frowning brow when seeing the blood on his palm after he had wiped his face.

None of these was life-sustaining essentials.

'Don't recall this again and again, which would then make your heartbeat get accelerated like a fool.'

'Besides, he wouldn't be thinking of you at all.'

When Rong Yi came home with his convenience store bag, Chen Keyao was still sitting on the sofa as he was told to.

But now half of his face had been stained. A few bloody tissue paper were strewn on his coffee table.

"...What are you doing?" Rong Yi looked at him in horror.

"I just wiped it off," he frowned. "How come it's got ripped open again..."

Rong Yi was again speechless.

He was a single Omega, but now he had the illusion of becoming a little brat's hard-pressed parent. Just with his eyes away for one second, and this naughty kid would get himself in trouble.

He quickly walked over towards Chen Keyao, threw the bag down on the coffee table, and, with a frown, he lifted up Chen Keyao's chin to examine his wound.

The wound was about 7-8 centimeters long, and the shallower parts on both ends would have formed scabs already, if it hadn't been Chen Keyao's restless hands. The wound was cracked open and oozing blood again. There were a lot of half-dry blood stains near the wound too, making the face look rather dirty.

"So..."Chen Keyao's body stiffened and eyes started to drift as Rong Yi held his chin up and scrutinised his face: "What did you buy? Supermarkets shouldn't have medical gauze?"

He reached into Rong Yi's shopping bag and checked the things in there. He was absolutely astounded.

"Why have you bought this?" He lifted up a pack of sanitary towels.

"They don't have any gauze, so I got this instead," Rong Yi took the cotton buds out of the bag and the iodine bottle out of the first-aid box. "Don't move, I'll clean the wound first."

"Wait a minute," Chen Keyao began to struggle, "Are you going to put this on my face? No!"

Rong Yi was a bit frustrated: "It's not going to be plastered on your face just like that. We just have to make do with it when we can't get any gauze in the middle of the night."

"Even so, I'm not having it!" Chen Keyao was very determined. "It's not a big wound. Just wash it clean. There's no need to dress it."

A real brat. Not only making trouble, but also wilful.