I, The Substitute, Am With The Main Character Chapter 83

Xueya clung tightly to the person’s waist, unable to speak, simply crying silently as though only by doing so could he release all the pent-up grievances in his heart.

After crying for a while, his face was gently lifted. Warm fingers brushed against his chin, and the scent from the person’s sleeve was one he was very familiar with.

“If you keep crying, your eyes will hurt. Wash up and eat something.”

Hearing this, Xueya shook his head, still holding onto the person’s waist, sniffling as he said, “No… no, if I go, will you leave again?” He buried his face into the person’s neck, fully dependent, saying, “Brother, don’t leave me again.”

He Xulan was silent for a moment, then held Xueya tighter. He gently patted Xueya’s back to comfort him, until the sobs gradually subsided. Only then did he carry him off the bed.

He personally helped Xueya wash up, even brushing his teeth for him. Xueya just tilted his head, gazing at him obediently, doing whatever he was told, as long as He Xulan stayed within his sight.

Because of Xueya’s state, He Xulan had the meal delivered to the room. When Xueya saw that it was one of Huang Gonggong’s apprentices who brought the food, he visibly brightened up, but soon remembered Huang Gonggong.

“Huang Gonggong, he…”

Before Xueya could finish, He Xulan had already understood. “I’ve called a doctor for Uncle Huang, don’t worry.”

Upon hearing this, Xueya finally relaxed a little. More than that, he felt He Xulan’s importance. As long as He Xulan was there, everything would be fine; they could return to the way things were. With this thought, Xueya clung even more tightly to He Xulan, refusing to let go, even needing to be fed his meal like a pampered child.

After the meal, Xueya remained seated on He Xulan’s lap. Every time He Xulan moved even slightly to change his position, Xueya would nervously tighten his grip on He Xulan’s clothes.

After nestling in He Xulan’s arms for an unknown amount of time, Xueya suddenly remembered something. He cautiously reached out to touch the wound on his collarbone, but before he could, his hand was caught.

“The wound hasn’t healed yet, don’t touch it.” He Xulan’s deep voice entered his ears.

Xueya bit his lip tightly; the location of this wound was too suggestive. He Xulan had already called a doctor for Huang Gonggong, so surely he had seen him. Did Huang Gonggong tell He Xulan about how Yin Qingxuan had bullied him?

Thinking of this, Xueya immediately looked up at He Xulan. “Brother, he didn’t really touch me, really, he just… just bit me a few times. Brother, you have to believe me. If you don’t, you can feel it for yourself.”

Xueya grabbed He Xulan’s hand, trying to guide it under his skirt.

He Xulan’s brows furrowed slightly, and he withdrew his hand. Seeing He Xulan frown and pull his hand away, Xueya thought that He Xulan was disgusted by him, and his eyes immediately turned red again, ready to cry. But before the tears could fall, his lips were suddenly kissed.

This kiss was different from the others. In the past, whenever He Xulan kissed him, it was so intense that Xueya could barely breathe, forcing him to squirm and beg for mercy. This time, the kiss was gentle. After a moment of enjoying it, Xueya started sniffling and crying again.

Seeing him cry, He Xulan had to stop, “What’s wrong? Does the wound hurt?”

Xueya shook his head, sobbing as he looked at He Xulan like he was the world’s biggest heartbreaker. “You didn’t used to kiss me like this. Have you met someone else outside?”

He Xulan: “…”

Seeing He Xulan remain silent, Xueya thought he had guessed correctly and felt even more wronged. “Who is it? Is it General Yi? Is this how you kiss him too?”

He Xulan: “…”

A slight look of disgust appeared on He Xulan’s face.

Seeing that Xueya was about to say more, He Xulan finally couldn’t hold back. He gently covered Xueya’s mouth with his hand, “I haven’t met anyone else, and it has nothing to do with General Yi. Do you want to check?”

“Yes.”

Unlike He Xulan, Xueya answered quickly, his eyes already glancing downward.