I Made a Terrible Mistake

Shen Ranxin noticed several bloodstained wads of tissue discarded beside the bed, as if someone had hastily wiped a wound and casually tossed them aside.

He walked over and reached out, wanting to touch Lu Zhi.

Lu Zhi seemed to know it was him. He buried his head in his clothes and refused to look up, only shuddering faintly when Shen Ranxin touched the exposed skin.

Shen Ranxin took a soft breath. "Baby, get up and look at me."

Lu Zhi paused, his muffled voice coming from beneath his clothes. "...No."

He rarely refused any of Shen Ranxin's requests, especially when Shen Ranxin spoke to him in that tone.

Shen Ranxin found Lu Zhi's current stubbornness and obstinacy rather adorable.

He sat down by the bed and said, "What is it? You don't want to talk to me? If I did something wrong and you're angry, you should tell me properly, right? You can't just sentence me to death all at once, can you, baby?"

Panic entered Lu Zhi's voice, but he still lay on the bed and refused to get up.

"I won't be able to control myself. Stop tempting me." He sounded anxious and angry, on the verge of tears. "Baby, don't come over these next few days."

Shen Ranxin hummed and crossed one leg over the other. "You haven't seen me for a whole month. Don't you miss me? If I don't come over these next few days, then when can I come?"

Lu Zhi fell silent for two minutes, apparently thinking it over.

He cautiously poked his head out from his clothes and glanced at Shen Ranxin. His expression immediately changed, and he swiftly ducked back in.

"How am I supposed to face you?" Lu Zhi clutched at his clothes and said dejectedly, "In a few