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But when he thought about how Mong Si's leg was injured while saving Tong Tong, Zhu Junjie couldn't bring himself to be harsh. He stood by the window, silently watching Mong Si.
Mong Si withdrew his hand and placed it beside him, asking, "Are you coming again?" This was a blatant provocation. Zhu Junjie, who cared about his pride, was immediately stirred up by Mong Si's taunt and clenched his fists.
Mong Si beckoned him with his fingers, "If you're going to make a move, do it quickly. I'll make the other side of your face swell too; that way, it will look more symmetrical."
Zhu Junjie: … How could this man be so infuriating!
Zhu Junjie kicked the bed in frustration, gritting his teeth as he grabbed the blanket covering Mong Si and pulled it over his head, pressing his body down on top of him.
Mong Si: !!!
Zhu Junjie was tall and robust; although he had lost some weight due to recent events, he still weighed heavily. With Mong Si covered by the blanket, he was already struggling to breathe, and Zhu Junjie's weight pressing down nearly left him gasping for air.
This fool couldn’t beat him and resorted to such underhanded tactics!
Mong Si pushed against him twice.
Zhu Junjie held Mong Si tightly from above, with both arms wrapped around him. Mong Si's arms were trapped in the blanket and couldn't be freed. He tried moving his arms but failed twice to push Zhu Junjie off him.
Mong Si couldn't help but roll his eyes and let Zhu Junjie have his way.
In the darkness, a scene suddenly flashed through Mong Si's mind: two boys playing together, one teasing while the other looked helplessly on, allowing it to happen.
Mong Si froze for a moment.
What was he thinking about in broad daylight?! Although he and Zhu Junjie were identical twins, they had never lived together—never in the past and never in the future! The images in his mind were mere figments of his imagination; they didn’t exist!
Feeling anger rise within him from the earlier memory, Mong Si coldly said, "Get off me!"
"Aren't you the one who said I should make the other side of your face swell? Go ahead! You can't hit me now! Let him show off!" Zhu Junjie said smugly.
Mong Si: … The more this guy ignored him, the more he took advantage of it.
Mong Si chose to ignore him.
Hey, why was it silent? Why wasn’t he moving?
Zhu Junjie lay on top of Mong Si for a while; there was no response from Mong Si at all.
Zhu Junjie's expression on his face was slightly stiff.
Oh no, could it be that he has been pressured into making a mistake?
Zhu Junjie quickly released his hold on Mong Si's arm, lifted the blanket covering his head, and looked inside.
In that instant when the blanket was lifted, Mong Si seized the opportunity and reached out to slap Zhu Junjie on the other side of his face.
Mong Si acted swiftly, and Zhu Junjie was momentarily stunned; just as he tried to dodge, Mong Si's fist was already in front of him.
The anticipated pain did not come; he stared at the fist that had stopped before him.
Mong Si coldly said, "Now you know whether I can hit you or not?"
He refrained from striking because he knew Zhu Junjie was stubborn and unwilling to suffer losses.
If he hit Zhu Junjie, there would definitely be a commotion.
Although Mong Si had died many times, he also knew pain; right now, his legs were injured, and being jostled by Zhu Junjie made the injured areas burn with pain.
If Zhu Junjie continued to cause trouble, his legs would be ruined.
"That doesn't count; you used trickery!"
If it weren't for Mong Si lying still, he would have thought Mong Si was out of breath from being pressed down and wouldn't have checked on him.
If he hadn't checked on Mong Si, then Mong Si wouldn't have had the chance to strike back.
Ultimately, it was his kindness that led to this situation.
"You can play dirty; why can't I use trickery?"
In reality, he wasn't using any tricks; he lay motionless in the hospital bed because he didn't want to engage with Zhu Junjie!
Mong Si found Zhu Junjie's childish words particularly exasperating.
He shot a glance at Zhu Junjie, his eyes filled with mockery.
"Don't look at me like that!"
Mong Si's gaze made Zhu Junjie uncomfortable; he glanced at the blanket in his hands, wanting to cover Mong Si's head again.
Thinking about how Zhu Junjie had a tendency to do exactly what others least wanted him to do, Mong Si said to him, "Go pour me a glass of water."
Mong Si's words were not a request; inexplicably, Zhu Junjie momentarily forgot their grievances and tossed aside the blanket, got off the bed, picked up the cup from the bedside table, and went to pour water for Mong Si.
After taking just a couple of steps, he realized what he was doing and abruptly stopped.
Why was he listening to Mong Si!
Just because Mong Si asked him to pour water, he actually went ahead and did it?
Was he out of his mind?
Mong Si had only casually mentioned it; he didn't mean for Zhu Junjie to get out of bed.
He thought Zhu Junjie would say something like "Why should I pour water for you?" To his surprise, Zhu Junjie said nothing and simply picked up the cup to pour water for him.
At that moment, Mong Si was also taken aback.
Until Zhu Junjie stopped in his tracks, the incredulous expression on his face turned into one of mockery.
"Idiot!"
When Mong Si turned back to Zhu Junjie, he had already hidden the unconscious curve of his lips that had slightly lifted, looking up at the ceiling.
Zhu Junjie opened his mouth, glanced at Mong Si, then shifted his gaze to his legs before looking down at the empty cup in his hands.
Considering that Mong Si was injured while saving Tong Tong, he poured a glass of water for him.
Zhu Junjie placed the water on the bedside table.
Noticing that the cup was within Mong Si's reach, he had a mischievous thought and pushed the cup slightly away from him on the table.
Mong Si: "..."
Can this guy be any more foolish?
He closed his eyes and said, "It's fine, you can leave!"
"I have something to say!" Zhu Junjie replied with dissatisfaction. "I want to ask you, what did they do to Tong Tong when you saved her?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"Because you are the only one besides Tong Tong who knows. If you don't tell me, I'll keep coming to find you. If you don't mind me bothering you, you can choose not to speak."
"If I say it, does that mean I’m annoyed by you? What kind of nonsense is in your head?"
With Zhu Junjie's intelligence, it's a miracle that Gaoqing has developed into such a scale after so many years!
"Are you calling me brainless?"
"You've realized it yourself; do I need to call you out on it?"
Zhu Junjie: "..."
"Take care of your own child and stop bothering me!"
"Tong Tong is my child, but she has called you 'dad' so many times; she sees you as family. Can you just stand by and watch her continue to shut herself off?"
"She called me dad because she mistook me for someone else. I've already explained to her clearly that I'm not her father."
"You... how did you explain it to her?" Zhu Junjie asked, seemingly finding the crux of the matter. "Did you tell her that her dad didn't want her anymore?"
Tong Tong is sensitive; if Mong Si said such things to her, she would feel helpless and scared.
Zhu Junjie couldn't help but raise his voice.
"I don't have the leisure to use such childish words to scare a child."
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