Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1510 - 1513: Sweet Torment 2

"Was it you who caused me to get hurt?" Ling Yin unthinkingly blocked his words with his own: "Was it you who promised to bathe me but then left me halfway through without a care? Hua Hua, who was it that said they wanted to be a responsible man?"

"Besides, I don’t want the nurse to see me completely naked, since the nurse is a girl after all."

Hua Hua thought this seems true, isn’t that just being a rogue!

But—

"Don’t you know how to use a towel to cover your lower body?" Hua Hua said offhandedly, frowning and snorting, "Alright, alright, you’re really annoying, wait here, I’ll go ask the nurse for some gauze!"

He frowned as he brought back the gauze, his manner meticulous, he actually knew very well how to bandage, his bandaging skills were truly exceptional, finally covering it with a layer of waterproof film, everything was sorted.

"Are you done with your bath?"

Ling Yin sat there, unmoved like a mountain, his tone slightly uncertain: "I think I’m probably done."

"You call this done?" Hua Hua’s long finger rubbed forcefully on his back several times, and mud started coming off, he frowned with a look of unbearable disgust, "Why are you so unhygienic? It’s so unlucky, sit still, I’ll wash you again!"

"Okay." Ling Yin closed his eyes faintly, stiffly ignoring Hua Hua’s sarcastic remarks, "That would be great."

After that, neither of them spoke again.

In the quiet bathroom, there was only the sound of the water rushing, as if they had reached a silent agreement, Hua Hua kept his face stern and avoided looking at his stark desire, but occasionally glimpsing it, his heart couldn’t help but quiver, so big!

His scalp tingled!

Hua Hua secretly took a deep breath, firmly looking away, "Brother Ling, why do you have so many scars on your back? These must be old scars, right?"

Ling Yin opened his eyes, looking at Hua Hua in the mirror, responded nonchalantly with a hum: "Leftover from childhood, the scars are too deep to fade away."

Hua Hua was surprised and curious: "Did you suffer abuse when you were a child?"

"I surely did." Ling Yin nodded: "When I was little, I was taken by a group of human traffickers to be a little beggar to make money for them. When I didn’t make enough, I’d get beaten. Once, the beating was too harsh, and I didn’t get timely treatment, the wounds got badly infected, and later left these scars."

"Ah?" Hua Hua only knew Ling Yin was an orphan, he didn’t expect that Ling Yin also had a tragic childhood, Hua Hua didn’t know how to comfort him: "When I was little, I was also a beggar, but I didn’t get beaten, no one controlled me, so I guess I was luckier than you. But we should both be lucky, considering how well we’re doing now!"

Ling Yin raised his hand, touched his back’s scar with his fingertips, and thoughtfully asked: "Hua Hua, how much do you remember about your childhood?"

"Not much, I only remember memories with my brother after we got together, before that it seemed like I was wandering around alone, I don’t quite understand it, I don’t remember a lot, anyway, they are not important memories." Hua Hua said casually: "Let me shampoo your hair, turn around for me."

Ling Yin complied, bowing his head slightly: "Do you remember how you ended up alone?"

"Brother Ling, why are you asking like that? My parents must have abandoned me, that’s why I was on my own." He continued his task, squeezing shampoo into Ling Yin’s hair, delicately massaging his scalp with his long, slender, fair hands: "Brother Ling, is the water too hot?"

"No, it’s not." Ling Yin pondered, "Have you ever thought about finding your parents?"