When his anger reached its peak, he calmed down instead. He thought, this kid never learns lessons. Every time he says he remembers something, it actually doesn't enter his heart. He has never understood the real reason for his anger.
Ou Shaowen regarded himself as a straw sandal. He never cared about himself and did not think he should be cherished.
His special physique further fueled his mentality. Over time, without the fear of injury and death, he might really become accustomed to lingering on the edge of danger.
He actually doesn't have a very good patience and is too lazy to explain things to him word by word. So, if Ou Shaowen really cares about me as much as he appears to, it would be more useful to use me as a constraint.
"I remember." Ou Shaowen nodded with tears in his eyes.
"From now on, if I find you injured anywhere, I will settle the score with you."
"Okay, but..." Ou Shaowen raised his eyes, met Ou Renjin's gaze and shook his head again, "Nothing."
But he often got injured while practicing dancing, and usually, if he didn't tell anyone, the injuries would heal quickly before anyone knew about it.
But if he refuted at this time, Ou Renjin would definitely be very angry again. At worst, he could just be more careful in the future and be careful not to get hurt.
Ou Renjin glanced at the wound on his palm that had slowed down its bleeding, and glanced at the time on his watch. "It's been 20 minutes. Go back to practice. I'm going to go downstairs."
"Your injuries?"
"I'll take good care of it." His wound looked long, but not very deep.
There was still some blood on the floor from what he had just done. Ou Renjin took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, half squatted down, and wiped away the blood that was almost solidified on the floor bit by bit.
Ou Shaowen wanted to help, but when he stretched out his hand halfway, he remembered the punishment that he could not touch him for two months, so he retracted his hand sadly.
Ou Renjin stood up and raised his chin slightly towards the door, motioning him to help open it. "Don't call me tonight. It's too late. I'll probably be asleep when I get home. You should practice well."
"Okay." Ou Shaowen seemed to have no other words to say except this word. He was still a little frightened, and walked to the elevator with Ou Renjin, watching him enter the elevator quietly.
Just before the elevator door was about to close, Ou Renjin stared into his eyes and suddenly smiled faintly, like a melting glacier and a warm spring breeze. "I like you even more today than yesterday. Good night. I will think of you again before I go to bed."
He seemed to have calculated the time when the elevator door would close. When Ou Shaowen heard the last word of this sentence, the door had completely closed in front of him. So the light that suddenly lit up in his eyes, the surprise and excitement that suddenly rose up, could not be shown in front of Ou Renjin at all.
"… Good night. I like you even more than I did yesterday." He looked towards the closed elevator door and slowly smiled after a while.
His bad mood went away so quickly. As long as he was sure that Ou Renjin still loved him and had not made the decision to leave him, all the other little twists and turns were not important.
Ou Shaowen was instantly comforted by him and could go back to practice with full energy.
He was so familiar with these dances that he had muscle memory of them. The reason why he kept practicing with his teammates was largely to coordinate with their movements and also because he didn't want to do anything special. So while dancing, he indulged himself and began to miss Ou Renjin.
He is so nice!
Ou Shaowen was not stupid, and at this moment, he slowly felt a little sweetness from the panic and sadness just now. He knew that Ou Renjin wanted to tell him that he didn't like to see him get hurt, no matter whether he could heal quickly or not.
So when Ou Renjin threatened him with himself, he wanted to emphasize that he could recover quickly, but he didn't dare to say it.
He thought again of how Ou Renjin had been looking at him with a stern face and expressionless expression. As he thought about it, his earlobes suddenly turned red.
So during a short break after a song ended, he quickly sent a message.
"I'm practicing dancing, but I keep thinking about how you scolded me just now."!"
Ou Renjin was still on the way back when he received the message and began to wonder if he had been too aggressive just now.
"Did you get scared?" I tried to comfort her before leaving.
"No, although it's a bit inappropriate to say this, I just suddenly thought you were so handsome just now! When I thought about it, my heart started beating a little faster."
His hands hurt and he was too lazy to type, so he sent a voice message back, "Okay, I received your heartbeat today."
He tried to pretend to be calm, but couldn't help but let out a little smile at the end of the sentence.
I think he is cute, but also have a headache.
Only a dozen minutes had passed and this man began to flirt with him happily again. He didn't know whether he had remembered the words he had just warned him.
“Looking at you like this, I guess you didn’t quarrel with Albert Ou?”
"With him?" Ou Renjin shook his head. "I can't argue even if I want to. He is the best at acting like a spoiled child with an innocent look on his face."
"Tsk." He Yixin smacked his lips, "I really didn't expect that there would be a day when I would hear you say something like this in front of me."
“Then have you ever asked him why he is so sure that organs can regrow?” He Yixin never believed what he said, but under the circumstances at that time, he was afraid that he might accidentally irritate Ou Shaowen, so he stabbed the knife that had stabbed into his palm into his heart again in front of him to prove what he said.
Don't dare to gamble.
He randomly guessed: "Could it be possible that he really had an organ transplant?"
Ou Renjin's expression turned cold again. Of course, he would not really believe that a new heart could grow after being removed.
But he knew that Ou Shaowen must be sincere when he said these words. He felt this way from the bottom of his heart, just like believing that he would heal his wounds quickly.
"Maybe in his mind, he did have an organ transplant? This mindset can be artificially instilled. They can knock you unconscious for a few hours and then wake you up. They can make a cut on your stomach and let it heal. Then they can tell you that an organ was taken away from you, but it doesn't matter, you will grow a new one. How can you know what the real truth is?"
He Yixin felt a chill in his heart when he heard this. "Who would be so crazy as to do such a thing?"
"Who knows? This world is so big, there are all kinds of perverts." Ou Renjin lowered his eyes, pressed his wound with a tissue, and stopped talking.
The next day, Ou Renjin went to the hospital for a routine check-up and went to the office to see Dr. Chen.
He sat at his desk, leaned forward, and knocked on his desk. “I heard that Ou Shaowen signed an organ donation consent form here last time?”
"Yes." Doctor Chen can still clearly recall the scene, "I signed without hesitation."
"Can you show it to me?"
Doctor Chen looked at him steadily for a long while, sighed, lowered his head, opened the locked drawer, and took out the donation consent form.
"I felt it was inappropriate before, and I always felt that he couldn't be held responsible for this decision, so I kept it and didn't report it." The second half of the sentence was a little teasing, "I knew you would come and take it back, and I was waiting for you."
Ou Renjin flipped through the two pages carefully. The signature on the last page was written in a flamboyant and smooth manner, and there was indeed no sign of hesitation.
“I have one more question for you.” He closed the consent form solemnly, raised his head, and said with a serious expression, “Ou Shaowen’s wound healed very quickly. I think you should have had case records of this before.”
"Yes."
"With his healing speed, do you think it's possible for him to, after taking out a certain organ..." At this point, he himself felt it was ridiculous, and he also thought that asking the doctor about this would become a joke among the medical community, "re-grow a new complete organ in his body."
I believe that the wound will heal quickly.
"Maybe in his mind, he did have an organ transplant? This mindset can be artificially instilled. They can knock you unconscious for a few hours and then wake you up. They can make a cut on your stomach and let it heal. Then they can tell you that an organ was taken away from you, but it doesn't matter, you will grow a new one. How can you know what the real truth is?"
He Yixin felt a chill in his heart when he heard this. "Who would be so crazy as to do such a thing?"
"Who knows? This world is so big, there are all kinds of perverts." Ou Renjin lowered his eyes, pressed his wound with a tissue, and stopped talking.
The next day, Ou Renjin went to the hospital for a routine check-up and went to the office to see Dr. Chen.
He sat at his desk, leaned forward, and knocked on his desk. “I heard that Ou Shaowen signed an organ donation consent form here last time?”
"Yes." Doctor Chen can still clearly recall the scene, "I signed without hesitation."
"Can you show it to me?"
Doctor Chen looked at him steadily for a long while, sighed, lowered his head, opened the locked drawer, and took out the donation consent form.
"I felt it was inappropriate before, and I always felt that he couldn't be held responsible for this decision, so I kept it and didn't report it." The second half of the sentence was a little teasing, "I knew you would come and take it back, and I was waiting for you."
Ou Renjin flipped through the two pages carefully. The signature on the last page was written in a flamboyant and smooth manner, and there was indeed no sign of hesitation.
“I have one more question for you.” He closed the consent form solemnly, raised his head, and said with a serious expression, “Ou Shaowen’s wound healed very quickly. I think you should have had case records of this before.”
"Yes."
"With his healing speed, do you think it's possible for him to, after taking out a certain organ..." At this point, he himself felt it was ridiculous, and he also thought that asking the doctor about this would become a joke among the medical community, "re-grow a new complete organ in his body."
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