Now that Tristan Mu did the same thing to him, he was distracted for three seconds and thought only: The light perfume smell on Tristan Mu's body smelled very good.
Tristan Mu asked: "Are you awake? This is the infusion room of the school hospital. Do you feel better? If you are still not feeling well, I will take you to another hospital."
"...Much better, no need." Orion Le was startled. Tristan Mu's face expanded and shrunk in front of his eyes. He reacted slowly and subconsciously curled his fingers, which looked like he was gently pinching Tristan Mu's palm. "Are you coming to pick me up again?"
"What if you don't come?" Tristan Mu hummed, letting go of Orion Le's hand, and deliberately explained, "It's not that I want to hold you, it's that your hands are too dishonest, and I'm afraid you'll drop the needle."
"Oh, oh." Orion Le didn't expose Tristan Mu and looked up for the IV bag, "It's so dark, how long do I have to lose...my interview..."
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