"It was because of that incident that An Shi and I realized something was wrong. We asked the teacher and found out that you were the one who saved us." Bo Xi cradled his hand and kissed it.
"You poor thing. As if getting hit on the head and spending a whole month in the hospital wasn't enough, you rested for a week and came back to find someone else had stolen all the credit."
Lin Xingye: ?
That bastard Su Chenle. I've decided-I'm going to kick him again.
Bastard, bastard, bastard!
"Don't worry. You've never done anything to hurt us. Rest assured. Be absolutely sure of that." Bo Xi knew what he was worried about.
No matter when it had happened, anything involving him hurting someone frightened him now.
Lin Xingye felt relief wash over him. He knew he shouldn't care about things from the past, but he simply couldn't help it. "The culprit back then..."
My throat hurts so much. What a lousy, rasping voice.
Hearing his own ducklike croak, Lin Xingye almost wanted to laugh.
Bo Xi raised a hand to cover his mouth, his expression tender. "Shh, don't talk anymore. We'll talk once you're better, okay?"
Lin Xingye gave a small nod. That incident had been what troubled him in the first place. Now that he knew the truth, it wasn't long before he drifted into a hazy sleep.
Bo Xi stayed beside him, wiping him down with a towel whenever he sweated, but his fever rose again. An Shi stopped by once during the night and gave him another fever reducer.
Listening to him mumble over and over about how awful he felt, watching tears slide endlessly from the corners of his eyes, Bo Xi couldn't describe what he felt.
All he could do was