TBOUMTBDK Chapter 81

Chapter 81 Hand

Inside the room, Yun Xia looked at Mo Jun Zhou with some surprise, watching him really intending to bandage him up. He tilted his head and said, “What’s gotten into you today?”

Mo Jun Zhou glanced at him, “Sit still.”

Yun Xia was even more astonished.

“Did you regain your memories?”

Mo Jun Zhou suddenly became irritable: “No. What? Was the original me that good to you? Then you can wait until I regain my memories to talk to me.”

“Tsk tsk tsk, seems not. So irritable, such a bad temper, so fierce to me. Then you need to remember one thing I say: after you regain your memories, don’t you dare apologize to me. The original you was gentle, patient, and considerate, much easier to get along with than you.”

Mo Jun Zhou coldly snorted, “Won’t happen.”

Yun Xia looked at him with a smile, “Alright, I’ll remember that.”

Seeing him so sure that he would apologize in the future, Mo Jun Zhou felt even more agitated. Was the original him really that good?

Gentle? Considerate?

How could that be? That couldn’t possibly be him.

Just looking at his hellish and terrifying Divine Consciousness sea was enough to know that he was absolutely consistent. How could he possibly be a good person?

Mo Jun Zhou’s eyes were full of gloom, and his movements became somewhat rough. He grabbed Yun Xia’s hand and tried to tear off the carelessly wrapped bandage.

“Ah! Hey, do you even know how to take care of someone?” Yun Xia shouted.

Mo Jun Zhou paused, and impatiently slowed down his movements, unwrapping the bandage to reveal the hideous wound.

On such fair and slender fingers, such a wound had almost a disfiguring effect, shocking to the eye.

Mo Jun Zhou couldn’t help but scold him: “Picking herbs and you can turn yourself into this? Did you go to pick herbs or fight Demon Beasts?”

Yun Xia: “Are you an irritable old man? Why are you scolding me? It’s not my fault.”

He suddenly took something out of his bosom and threw it at Mo Jun Zhou: “You should blame it. Here, you can go and whip its corpse a hundred times.”

Mo Jun Zhou looked at the Cloud Concealing Herb that had fallen to the ground, broken in the middle, the one that had injured Yun Xia. He looked at him in shock, “When did you pick it back up?”

Yun Xia was puzzled, “Of course, when it injured me.”

“How could I…” Mo Jun Zhou stopped himself, almost letting it slip. He hadn’t seen Yun Xia picking that thing up at all.

No, why did he bring this back?

“What did you bring it back for?”

“Of course, to tear it into a million pieces!”

As he said that, Yun Xia bent down to pick it up again.

Mo Jun Zhou grabbed his shoulder to stop him from moving.

“Alright, don’t move, or you’ll hurt your hand again.”

Mo Jun Zhou grabbed into the air with his hand, and the Cloud Concealing Herb rose into the air. An invisible Divine Consciousness power cut through the air, and the Cloud Concealing Herb became two pieces, four pieces, eight pieces…

Countless pieces.

Until it turned into powder.

Mo Jun Zhou shattered the culprit, the Cloud Concealing Herb, and presented it to Yun Xia: “Alright, do you still want to collect it?”

Yun Xia’s eyes lit up, “No need, no need. Thank you for helping me avenge my hatred.”

Mo Jun Zhou waved his hand speechlessly, and the “corpse” floated out the window, scattering into the air.

Afterwards, he found the best medicine/pill, crushed it into powder, held Yun Xia’s hand with one hand, raised his eyes, and reminded him: “The wound caused by the Cloud Concealing Herb can only heal slowly by itself. There is no other way to help you. Applying the medicine later might hurt.”

Yun Xia didn’t say anything.

One of them was sitting, and the other was half-bent over. In reality, they were very close.

Yun Xia was quietly looking at him at this moment, his expression calm, his eyes clear, without a smile, without any deliberate expression.

Just looking at him like that.

Such a gaze made the air become tranquil.

Very suddenly, Mo Jun Zhou’s heart palpitated.

Just as Mo Jun Zhou couldn’t help but want to look away, Yun Xia spoke.

He said softly, “Aren’t you very disgusted with touching me? Don’t you let me touch you?”

Mo Jun Zhou was silent.

Yun Xia wasn’t anxious, he didn’t urge him, nor did he ask again.

After a short while–

“What I said was that you can’t touch me casually.”

Yun Xia raised an eyebrow: “Are you saying that I can’t touch you, but you can take the initiative to touch me? Or that I can touch you, but not casually?”

Mo Jun Zhou didn’t answer, but instead said, “I’m going to apply the medicine.”

“Ah!”

As soon as Yun Xia’s finger hurt, he instinctively shrank back, but his wrist was firmly held by the other party, and he couldn’t move randomly.

“Why is it so painful? Be gentle, it hurts so much, it hurts!”

Since his hand couldn’t move, he could only dodge backward with his whole body, as if this could slow down the pain. Because there were wounds on both hands, he could only shrink into the chair, using all his strength with both feet.

“It really hurts! Wait a moment, wait a moment before applying it!”

“Can’t wait, apply it all in one go.”

“… Aaaargh, damn it! Quick, find the powder from just now, a thousand cuts are not enough, I want to burn them! Scatter their ashes!!”

Mo Jun Zhou: “…”

Amidst Yun Xia’s screams, Mo Jun Zhou finally finished applying the medicine and re-bandaged him.

Although he almost never bandaged his own wounds, his skills were still decent. The main problem this time was Yun Xia’s lack of cooperation.

Yun Xia spread out his ten fingers, lying on the table to air them out, still chattering endlessly.

“The ten fingers are connected to the heart, how could I injure my fingers? Right, if my butt was injured, would it be less painful?”

Mo Jun Zhou: “…………”

Looking at Yun Xia talking nonsense there, moving around like he had ADHD, Mo Jun Zhou was thinking, the most painful time was when he was injured just now, but he didn’t scream much at that time. He didn’t utter a sound of pain, so why is his reaction so big now?

He couldn’t figure it out.

Seeing that he hadn’t been speaking, Yun Xia put on a wronged face and stretched his hand in front of him: “Hey, at least half of this injury is because of you, right? Seeing how much it hurts, how come you don’t show any concern at all? Blow on it for me? At least do something.”

Mo Jun Zhou couldn’t do it, so he simply turned his head away.

“You’re not even willing to comfort me! In that case,” Yun Xia jumped off the chair and ran to the bed in a few steps, “I declare, I’m coming back to sleep tonight!”

Mo Jun Zhou slowly turned his head.

Seeing that he had reacted, Yun Xia said, “This was originally our room. These past few days, I’ve been sleeping at Gong Qiu’s place. Do you know what rumors are going around about me? A pitiful person who can’t return home, a hateful senior brother who covets his junior brother, an abandoned handsome widower…”

Hearing him becoming more and more outrageous, Mo Jun Zhou hurriedly stopped him: “Alright, alright, stop talking. Do whatever you want, just let me have some peace and quiet.”

He didn’t return to the bed, but sat down in the chair, and instead of cultivating, he took out a book from who-knows-where and started reading.

Yun Xia achieved his goal and was also satisfied. He turned over and lay flat on the bed, slowly falling asleep in the faint sound of turning pages.

After a long time, Mo Jun Zhou put down the book, turned his head, and quietly looked at the person on the bed.

He hadn’t really been reading just now, but was thinking about the previous question.

The reason why Yun Xia wasn’t afraid of pain before, but is now, is because… because he’s here? Because he’s here, someone is watching him, bandaging him, applying medicine, someone can listen to him vent and scold?

–

In the middle of the night, Yun Xia turned over and pressed on his hand, and the pain woke him up.

When he opened his eyes, it was pitch black and very quiet.

Oh right, he’s already back in his own room.

Where’s Mo Jun Zhou? Did he fall asleep? How come he can’t hear the other person’s breathing?

Yun Xia knelt on the bed and reached out to feel around, touching a warm body.

Ah, it’s Mo Jun Zhou!

Yun Xia was happy in his heart, so he carefully groped and lay down next to Mo Jun Zhou, embracing Mo Jun Zhou with what he thought was a very gentle movement.

He wouldn’t let him hug him when he was awake, but he could when he was asleep, right?

He rested his chin on Mo Jun Zhou’s shoulder and blinked his eyes.

Because he couldn’t hear Mo Jun Zhou’s breathing, he wanted to check, but afraid of making too much noise, he gently pressed on Mo Jun Zhou’s chest with one hand until he felt a heartbeat before stopping.

His hand still hurt. In the middle of the night, the continuous pain from his fingers was distracting.

Yun Xia could only divert his attention.

He didn’t know that Mo Jun Zhou was distracted by him.

He hadn’t been asleep at all, or rather, he wasn’t sleepy at all.

He had just been lying on the bed, closing his eyes to rest.

When Yun Xia woke up from the pain of pressing on his hand, he immediately noticed, and for some unknown reason, he held his breath and pretended to be asleep.

After that, Yun Xia groped over to hug him, and then kept touching him, and making all kinds of movements, disturbing him until his heartbeat was about to go out of control. He used all his self-control to prevent his body from becoming stiff.

When Yun Xia started blowing on his fingers again, Mo Jun Zhou couldn’t help but open his mouth: “Does it hurt so much that you can’t sleep?”

Yun Xia was startled, “Ah, you, did I wake you up? I’m sorry.”

Mo Jun Zhou was silent.

“It’s a little painful, but I feel it’s already much better. Go to sleep, I won’t disturb you anymore.”

Lying.

Mo Jun Zhou didn’t call him out, but just raised his hand: “Give me your hand.”

“Ah?”

Yun Xia had already adjusted to the darkness and could see a little bit.

Mo Jun Zhou’s hand propped up, palm open.

Yun Xia did as he was told, a little confused.

Mo Jun Zhou gently grabbed his hand. Through the thin cloth strip, Yun Xia could feel the warmth of the other’s palm, very hot, very warm.

Suddenly, a force wrapped around his entire hand, seeping into the wound, and the extremely annoying pain slowly dissipated.

Yun Xia was getting more and more surprised. Mo Jun Zhou was actually helping him eliminate the pain!

After being surprised, Yun Xia faced Mo Jun Zhou, lying on his side, and stretched out his other hand, holding Mo Jun Zhou’s hand between both of his hands.

Mo Jun Zhou’s eyelids trembled slightly, but he didn’t say anything.

“Thank you.” In the darkness, Yun Xia’s voice was very soft, but very clear.

And after a long time, Yun Xia heard a soft “Mm.”

The corners of his mouth slowly curved up.

He thought Mo Jun Zhou wouldn’t talk to him anymore, but not long after, Yun Xia heard his voice again.

“Is your hand, very painful?”

“Hmm? It’s okay, not very painful.”

Yun Xia noticed that Mo Jun Zhou moved a little, and thought he wanted to let go, so he quickly grabbed his hand and said, “Actually, it still hurts a little, uh, no, not a little, it hurts quite a bit, really. Don’t let go yet, it’s best… best to wait until I fall asleep before… no, I don’t mean that you can’t sleep, it’s okay, just sleep normally, you can let go directly if you’re tired, I’ll fall asleep soon.”

Mo Jun Zhou silently thought, he’s been sleeping since this afternoon until now, almost half a day, and he can still fall asleep? He’s really used to lying.

“That Cloud Burning Herb…”

“What?”

Mo Jun Zhou: “Do you know how to deal with it?”

Yun Xia: “Of course I do. Did you… cough cough, do you know how?”

But Mo Jun Zhou had already heard his unfinished words.

He turned his head to look at Yun Xia: “Did I teach you?”

Yun Xia vaguely knew that Mo Jun Zhou didn’t like him mentioning the Demon Lord, but since he had asked, Yun Xia didn’t want to hide it from him.

“…Yes, you taught me.”

Yun Xia’s eyes were especially bright in the darkness, perhaps a little guilty, his eyes rolling nimbly, like two glistening black grapes.

Very beautiful.

Mo Jun Zhou had the urge to collect these eyes.

“…Mo Jun Zhou? Did you hear what I said? What’s wrong, are you sleepy?”

Mo Jun Zhou suddenly came back to his senses and realized that he had been distracted looking at Yun Xia’s eyes.

“No, what were you saying?”

Yun Xia looked at him suspiciously: “I said there’s something I want to tell you.”