"Wrong Elevator, Wrong Door" - Chapter 12 Yan Yu's Tenderness

At the hospital, after examining Cheng Xiaoyu's arm wound, the doctor said it needed two stitches, and Yan Yu waited outside. The nurse told Yan Yu that the cuts on his hands and arms also needed to be treated as soon as possible. Yan Yu looked down at his hands and indeed saw many small cuts. He then remembered that he had been cut when he broke the glass and crawled through the window. Fortunately, these injuries were not serious. The nurse disinfected the wounds and applied waterproof bandages to the deeper ones.
After Yan Yu finished treating her wound, Cheng Xiaoyu was also brought out by the nurse. She was wearing a hospital gown, and one of her cheeks was red and swollen. Yan Yu went over and touched Cheng Xiaoyu's hair, "How are you? Does it hurt?"
Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head, looking at Yan Yu's arm, and said, "How did you get injured too?"
"It's nothing serious, I just cut myself a few times when I went through the window." Yan Yu helped Cheng Xiaoyu sit down on a bench in the hospital corridor. "Is there anything else that's bothering you? Let's go get checked out again. Your face is so swollen, does it hurt?"
Yan Yu gently touched Cheng Xiaoyu's swollen cheek. Cheng Xiaoyu wasn't a particularly strong girl to begin with, and tears streamed down her face as she looked at Yan Yu.
Cheng Xiaoyu looked haggard, weak, and helpless. Her dark, gem-like eyes were filled with a thin mist as she looked at her pitifully. Crystal-clear tears rolled down her cheeks, and her cherry-red lips were tightly clenched in grievance. Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu like this, Yan Yu's heart truly softened. He stroked Cheng Xiaoyu's cheek and whispered, "Xiaoyu, don't cry."
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't say anything, but tears still streamed down her face.
Yan Yu hesitated for a moment and then said, "How about I buy you ice cream?"
Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a moment, then nodded.
Yan Yu immediately ran out of the hospital to buy ice cream.
Yan Yu went to buy ice cream, while Cheng Xiaoyu sat alone on a bench in the hospital corridor, wiping away tears with her sleeve every now and then. The nurse at the information desk next to her, seeing how pitifully she was crying, leaned out and said, "Young lady, don't cry. Look how good your boyfriend is to you, it's so enviable. Stop crying, he'll definitely feel sorry for you if you cry like this."
Cheng Xiaoyu's long eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her head without saying a word.
It was almost midnight, and most of the shops outside were closed. Luckily, there was a 24-hour McDonald's not far from the hospital. Yan Yu went in intending to order a milkshake, but then he thought that Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't move one arm, so it would be inconvenient for her to eat the milkshake with a small spoon. Instead, he bought an ice cream cone.
Cheng Xiaoyu took the ice cream cone and licked it a few times with her little red tongue, finally stopping her crying. Yan Yu took the prescription to buy medicine, carefully wrote down all the precautions the doctor had given, and then led Cheng Xiaoyu by the hand and left the hospital.
Yan Yu drove home, and Cheng Xiaoyu sat quietly in the passenger seat. After a long while, she finally said, "Yan Yu, thank you for today."
"Don't worry, Xiaoyu, I'm here for you. No one will dare to bully you anymore. Uncle Li just called me; that person has been caught."
Cheng Xiaoyu followed Yan Yu back to his home. Yan Yu asked her to sit on the sofa while he went into the guest room to tidy up a bit. Cheng Xiaoyu looked around Yan Yu's room, feeling a sense of familiarity, since she had been there once before when she was tipsy. Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaoyu's face turned slightly red, but fortunately, Yan Yu was in the guest room and didn't see it.
Yan Yu walked over and said, "Take a look and see if anything is missing from the room?"
Cheng Xiaoyu went to the guest room and looked around. "I don't need anything, I just want to take a shower now."
Cheng Xiaoyu's right arm was mostly wrapped in gauze. Yan Yu said, "The doctor said your wound absolutely cannot get wet. Now that the weather is hot, it would be troublesome if the wound became infected."
"I'll be careful when I shower."
"The water from the showerhead sprays everywhere when you turn around, and it's bound to get on your arms."
"But I really need to take a shower, how can I sleep if I don't?"
Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu's delicate eyebrows furrow in displeasure, Yan Yu could only say, "Of course you need to take a shower. Let me think about what to do... How about this, don't take a shower. I'll fill the bathtub with water, and you can soak in it. I'll wash your hair for you later."
Cheng Xiaoyu struggled to take off her clothes with her left hand. She realized how inconvenient it was to use only one hand. It took her five or six minutes to unbutton the back of her bra with one hand, and she was sweating profusely before she finally managed to get it off.
Cheng Xiaoyu felt a little better after soaking in the warm, clean water. Before, she felt like she was covered in blood and stench, which made her almost vomit. Cheng Xiaoyu knew it was late and Yan Yu was still waiting outside to wash her hair, so she quickly washed herself and got out of the bathtub.
Cheng Xiaoyu originally thought that taking off a bra with one hand would be difficult, but after she finished showering, she realized that putting on a bra with one hand was the real challenge. The more she tried to catch the hook side of the bra towards the clasp side, the more the clasp side would run in the opposite direction. Cheng Xiaoyu's whole body was almost twisted into a pretzel, but she still couldn't fasten it.
Yan Yu didn't have any women's clothes here, so he prepared one of his basketball jerseys for Cheng Xiaoyu to wear as pajamas. Cheng Xiaoyu initially thought the jersey was quite nice; it was loose and baggy, almost like a nightgown, and the V-neck and sleeveless design made it easy to put on and take off. But once she actually put it on, she realized it wasn't like that at all. The length of the basketball jersey was fine, but the V-neck design was far too wide. While Cheng Xiaoyu's breasts weren't large, they were high and perky, looking good in everyday clothes, but in this V-neck basketball jersey… it looked just too good! And it was white; she could even see the shape of her nipples in the mirror.
There was a few knocks on the door. "Xiaoyu, aren't you done washing up yet?"
"All done washing."
"So you're not dressed yet?"
"...I wore it."
Yan Yu heard from Cheng Xiaoyu that he was already dressed, so he pushed the door open and came in.
Cheng Xiaoyu, dressed in his basketball uniform, stood awkwardly by the mirror, looking at him. She wasn't wearing a bra; about a quarter of her soft, white breasts were exposed outside the V-neck and wide sleeves, her small nipples peeking suggestively from beneath the pure white fabric. She looked damnably sexy. He still remembered the feel of her breasts—softer and smoother than snow piled up overnight. Her face was flushed; blushing while dressed like that, she was practically tempting him to commit a crime!
Cheng Xiaoyu stammered, "I can't put on my bra with one hand."
Yan Yu hummed in agreement.
Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes held a hint of embarrassment and annoyance. "...Yan Yu, look again!"
Yan Yu coughed. "Alright, baby, I'll wash your hair."
Cheng Xiaoyu stomped her foot, "I'm not your baby!"
Yan Yu laughed and said, "Okay, I misspoke. Shall we wash our hair now?"
Cheng Xiaoyu sat in a chair, leaning forward as Yan Yu washed her hair. Her injured arm hung quietly at her side, while her other hand was pressed tightly against her chest to prevent any accidental exposure. But what good was that? The wide cuffs of her sleeves, due to her tilted posture, still revealed a small portion of her fair breast.
Yan Yu said, "Lower your head a little more."
Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her head foolishly, and as she lowered her head, her body naturally leaned downwards, revealing even the bright red, delicious little cherry. Yan Yu felt a deep sense of nostalgia, and her hair-washing movements inevitably became somewhat distracted.
"Ouch, foam got in my eye, Yan Yu."
"Oh, sorry." Yan Yu quickly splashed some water on Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes. "Are you alright now?"
"alright."
Yan Yu gently rubbed Cheng Xiaoyu's head with his long, slender fingers, a gesture that felt intimate and tender. Cheng Xiaoyu had to admit she didn't dislike this feeling, just like the time he used a wet wipe to clean her feet little by little. That Yan Yu was completely unlike his usual arrogant, sharp-tongued, and petty self. His gentleness made her feel like a little princess being held in someone's palm. How she missed that feeling!
Yan Yu washed Cheng Xiaoyu's hair and dried it with a hairdryer, then asked her, "Shall we go to sleep?"
Cheng Xiaoyu nodded. Yan Yu watched her walk into the room, then stood at the door and said, "Aren't you afraid to be alone?"
"Won't."
Yan Yu gently ruffled her slightly damp hair again. "Then go to sleep."
Cheng Xiaoyu smiled at Yan Yu and closed the door.
Yan Yu stood in front of the door that Cheng Xiaoyu had closed for a while, smiled to himself, and then went upstairs.

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