Because he was so excited that he rolled around on the bed and accidentally sprained his waist, such an embarrassing incident, which even a three-year-old child would laugh at if told, was something he would rather die than tell He Muyan.
Looking at his expression, He Muyan tactfully stopped asking.
As soon as nobody spoke, that awkward feeling rushed up again. Song Li’s scalp tingled, and he forced himself to change the subject, “Um, I wanted to ask, why am I not wearing any clothes?”
He Muyan looked down at him. As though something had crossed his mind, a faint, almost imperceptible smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “After giving you a bath yesterday, you insisted it was hot. I tried to dress you a few times, but you took them off yourself, so in the end, I didn’t force you anymore.”
Song Li was stunned, imagining the scene where He Muyan was dressing him while he insisted on taking them off like a hooligan; it was so embarrassing that his scalp literally tingled.
Heavens, was he crazy last night?
He no longer dared to look at He Muyan’s face, forcing a laugh to salvage his dignity, “I, I’m usually not like this when I get drunk.”
He Muyan gave an “en,” seemingly not caring much, “By the way, let’s add each other on WeChat.”
“Sure.”
Song Li’s attention was successfully diverted, and he stretched out his arm to look for his phone.
He Muyan had already pulled up his QR code and passed it in front of him.
Song Li scanned his QR code. He hesitated for two seconds when filling in the contact remark and finally wrote two words.
President He.
He was very satisfied with this remark; at a single glance, it matched He Muyan’s personal style and temperament perfectly.
“Done.”
Song Li tapped to send the friend request and looked up to tell him.
He Muyan nodded and accepted his friend request, then glanced at his WeChat display name.
“Song Pear1It has the same sound as his name, Song Li.?”
Song Li chuckled. “It’s a homophone joke.”
He Muyan shook his head, tapped his profile picture, and changed the contact remark for him.
Watching He Muyan’s fingers tap across the screen, Song Li knew he was probably setting a contact nickname for him and couldn’t help wanting to ask what he had saved him as.
Of course, he didn’t dare to ask.
After adding him on WeChat, He Muyan put his phone away and sat by the bed for a little longer, “Is your waist pain any better? Do you need to go to the hospital to check it out?”
“It’s fine.” Song Li waved his hand, “It’s just a mild sprain. It’ll be fine once I lie down and rest. The bone isn’t hurt.”
He Muyan nodded, “Don’t endure it if it hurts a lot.”
“Okay.”
“I’ll be working downstairs. If anything comes up, you can text me on WeChat.”
“Sure.”
“Then, I’ll head down first.”
“En, en.”
He Muyan then got up, pushed open the door, and walked out. Song Li looked at the closed door, but before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, the door was pushed open once again.
He Muyan looked at him from the doorway, “When I’m working, I might not notice messages on my phone. You can also just call out to me directly; I’ll be able to hear you.”
Song Li paused for a moment, then nodded solemnly, “Okay, I’ll call you if necessary.”
He Muyan nodded, took another glance at him, then gently closed the door.
Song Li held his breath and waited for a few seconds. Only after making sure that the door wouldn’t be opened yet again did he let out a long, exhausted sigh.
For a split second, he felt that He Muyan was really nagging.
Like an old mother who couldn’t stop worrying about her child.
Song Li shuddered, startled by his own imagination.
Since he couldn’t move at all right now and couldn’t get out of bed, he had no choice but to lie in bed and mindlessly scroll through his phone out of boredom.
The schoolteachers’ group chat had been chiming nonstop with notification dings for quite a while. Song Li tapped it open to see what was going on.
Xu Shanshan was frantically @ him, filling the entire chat screen all by herself.
Sparkling Pretty Girl: Mr. Song, I drank so much last night and I’m already awake now. You can’t still be sleeping, right?!
Sparkling Pretty Girl: Mr. Song, get up quickly!
Sparkling Pretty Girl: Mr. Tian said the person who picked you up and took you home last night was a huge handsome guy!
Sparkling Pretty Girl: That handsome guy actually introduced himself as your husband!
Sparkling Pretty Girl: You’re married? You have a husband? What on earth is going on here?
Sparkling Pretty Girl: Mr. Song, I know you’re already awake. Don’t hide and refuse to come out.
Sparkling Pretty Girl: Mr. Song, Mr. Song~
Why was this young girl going crazy again? Song Li was speechless. He scrolled through the screen and carefully read the words she had sent once more.
He knew about the fact that He Muyan went to pick him up last night, but as for what was said at the time, Song Li truly didn’t have the slightest impression of it.
He hadn’t expected that he would directly say things like being his husband right in front of so many people.
Just imagining what had happened was enough for Song Li to more or less understand why Xu Shanshan was acting so wildly excited.
Just what kind of expression did He Muyan have when he said those words? It must have been that same old cold, expressionless look.
For some reason, a sudden wave of sweetness washed over his heart.
He Muyan, this man, truly knew how to flirt with a straight face.
Xu Shanshan’s messages had been sent ten minutes ago. None of the other teachers had spoken up, but Song Li knew that they must be very curious about this matter too.
However, it was fine. He hadn’t intended to keep this a secret forever anyway. He and He Muyan were a legally wedded couple who had registered their marriage; sooner or later, they would have to go public with the family and friends around them.
Right now, it was just a bit ahead of his own schedule, that was all.
After thinking it over, Song Li replied in the group chat: Yes, I do have a husband.
He could already foresee how the group chat would explode after sending this. Not wanting to say too much, Song Li added another line: Let’s talk about the specific details when we get back to school.
Having sent that, he exited WeChat.
He had finally said it out loud. Song Li let out a breath, instantly feeling as though a weight had been lifted from his chest.
He played games for a while longer until he grew drowsy, then simply tossed his phone aside and went back to meet Zhou Gong.
He seemed to have slept quite a long time during this second nap, eventually waking up to a very rich aroma of food.
Blinking his eyes open in a daze, he turned his head and looked to the side.
Someone was busy arranging plates, bowls, and chopsticks nearby, seemingly a helper auntie. The savory scent he had just caught was likely because of this.
He woke up fully at once, raising his hand to rub his eyes.
Noticing the movement, the person turned around to look at him, “Sir, you’re awake?”
Song Li nodded, finally getting a clear look at the auntie. She wasn’t very old, probably not yet fifty, and she was smiling cheerfully, looking very kind and amicable.
Song Li was still a bit dazed, “Hello, may I ask what all this is…?”
“Mr. He asked me to prepare this. He said it’s inconvenient for you to move around today, so he wanted me to bring all the food up to your room.”
Song Li gave an “oh.” The food smelled so good that it really made him feel a bit hungry.
“What time is it now?”
“A quarter to one. Mr. Song, you’ve slept for quite a while.”
Song Li smiled, “Thank you. Just leave the things here, I’ll handle it myself in a bit.”
The auntie didn’t move, looking at him with a bit of hesitation, “Mr. He instructed that since it’s inconvenient for you to move, I need to take care of you during your meal if necessary.”
Huh? Having her take care of me while I eat, that’s really not necessary, is it?
Song Li waved his hand in refusal, “No, I can do it myself. It’s not that serious.”
The auntie was even more persistent than him, smiling as she said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Song, but Mr. He’s instructions are something I cannot ignore.”
Song Li fell silent. He really wanted to ask this auntie if He Muyan’s words were an imperial decree.
It wasn’t that he was deliberately being bashful, but his current situation was genuinely awkward; he was lying in bed, completely naked beneath the covers, without even a single piece of clothing on.
He stopped wasting words with the auntie, reached for his phone by the pillow, and found He Muyan’s WeChat to send him a message: “I can eat on my own. There’s no need to trouble the auntie to help.”
Unexpectedly, He Muyan replied quite quickly: “It’s inconvenient for you to move around right now. Auntie Chen has been taking care of my daily life for many years; you can trust her.”
This isn’t about whether I can trust her or not, okay!
Song Li tapped away at the screen again: “My waist is much better; it doesn’t hurt that much. I can still eat by myself!”
President He: “Back pain is not a small matter.”
President He: “Be obedient.”
Song Li was stunned, briefly losing his focus from these two words, which carried a nearly doting tone.
Hey, wake up! He shook his head, firming his stance.
After thinking for a moment, he grasped onto another point and continued typing: “Well, I’m still not wearing any clothes right now. I can’t exactly eat while naked, can I? Are you going to have Auntie Chen help me with that too?”
President He did not reply.
For a long while, no new messages popped up on the chat screen.
Is he really that cold and heartless!
Song Li pouted and tossed the phone to the side.
Just as he was racking his brain trying to figure out how to persuade the iron-faced and heartless Auntie Chen to leave, the bedroom door “clicked” and was pushed open from the outside.
President He, who was looking a bit displeased, walked in with his long legs.
Seeing her boss, Auntie Chen immediately stepped forward to greet him enthusiastically.
He Muyan nodded once, “I’ll handle the rest. You can head out first.”
As expected, this Auntie Chen truly treated He Muyan’s words like an imperial decree; as soon as he finished speaking, she drifted right out without making a single unnecessary sound.
Song Li found it amusing and really wanted to give her excellent professionalism a round of applause.
“What’s so funny?”
He Muyan suddenly turned back to look at him.
Song Li pulled back his smile, coughed, and said with a serious face, “Nothing, I just think Auntie Chen is quite nice.”
He Muyan nodded and asked him again, “What are you wearing?”
“Huh?”
He Muyan remained expressionless, “Didn’t you say you weren’t wearing any clothes?”
Song Li realized what he meant and was stunned. Good heavens, could it be that you, President He, specifically came up here just to help him get dressed?
That was truly too much for him to handle!
He would rather have had Auntie Chen help him just now!
Seeing his reaction, He Muyan didn’t say much more and walked straight to the wardrobe next to them. Song Li hadn’t brought many clothes, just a few items hanging sparsely on the far side of one of the closets.
Song Li watched as He Muyan’s hand brushed past his big tank top. After pausing for two seconds, He Muyan pulled that closet door shut, opened the one next to it, and brought over a set of his own long-sleeved pajamas.
Song Li’s fingers twitched under the covers. As expected, he still looked down on his big tank top!
“Can you get up?” He Muyan looked down at him while holding the clothes.
Song Li tried to move a little. It still hurt a bit, but it wasn’t as severe anymore.
So, bracing himself against the pillow, he carefully sat up, took the clothes from He Muyan’s hands, and put them on.
The fabric was soft, feeling slightly cool against his skin, and it was quite comfortable.
It was just a bit too big, hanging loosely on him with both sleeves extending more than half a palm past his hands. After all, He Muyan was over half a head taller than him.
Song Li held out both hands, shaking the extra length of the sleeves, and looked up at him with a laugh, “It’s so big, haha.”
Looking at his current appearance, He Muyan’s Adam’s apple bobbed once, “Let’s eat.”
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