First time meeting? This is a bit subtle, after all, the first meeting is very awkward. Upstairs and downstairs, catching an adulterer and having an affair. Different identities, opposing positions. Caleb Zhou didn't believe that at that time, Ethan Yong would think about whether silk was suitable for him.
Outside the bathroom is the guest bedroom, which has a soft white bed and dark blue carpet. Caleb Zhou walked out of the bathroom barefoot, just like he would at home. His legs and feet were not very agile, after all, he was injured. He left deep and shallow wet footprints on the ground, sat on the bed, leaned against the headboard, and curled his legs in the soft bedding. Only then did he feel tired after the great disaster.
The scratches on his hands were covered with a layer of white foam after being soaked in water, which made Caleb Zhou frown uncomfortably and a little disgusted. Ethan Yong brought out the medicine, pulled over a chair and sat down, asking Caleb Zhou to expose the injured areas so that he could apply the medicine.
Caleb Zhou did not do as he was told, but turned over and lay on the bedside, his slightly damp hair softly resting on the pillow. Ethan Yong looked at the man, who seemed to be very sleepy with his eyes open, his cheeks still slightly red from the bath. The man reached out his hand and grabbed the cord of the bedside lamp with his fingers. The light came on, went out, and came on again.
In the light and darkness, Caleb Zhou's outline seemed to be glowing. Ethan Yong reached out and grasped his childish hand, pulling it in front of him. There were wounds on the back of his hand, as well as on the palm. He straightened Caleb Zhou's fingers little by little, and was distracted to get the medicine, when the hand escaped from his palm. But it did not retract, but went up and touched his face.
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