Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chapter 2890 Town Infrastructure Construction in Full Swing 09

The two of them embraced each other intimately in the morning light, staring at each other wide-eyed.

Huo Zhaoye felt a chill run down his spine from his gaze, a rush of heat to his head, and he almost sat bolt upright, not even caring that his back hit the wall.

"I……"

He spoke, his voice terribly hoarse, and he cleared his throat before managing to utter, "Last night...you..."

Huo Zhaoye didn't know where to begin. Should he say that Jin Chen's wrist hurt and he had nightmares, or should he say that he somehow ended up in bed with her and even slept with her all night?

Damn, this sounds really weird no matter how you put it!

Jin Chen slowly sat up, the thin blanket slipped off, and he rubbed his temples.

“I caused Lord Huo trouble last night.”

Huo Zhaoye composed himself, his gaze falling on Jin Chen's left hand. Recalling the terrifying burning sensation and Jin Chen's pained expression last night, his tone was filled with concern.

"What happened to your hand? Does it still hurt?"

Jin Chen looked down and didn't explain immediately. Instead, she leaned forward slightly and moved closer to Huo Zhaoye.

The two were sitting on a not-so-wide bed, very close to each other.

As Jin Chen approached, his aura instantly enveloped Huo Zhaoye.

Huo Zhaoye involuntarily leaned back, his heart skipping several beats as Jin Chen's face drew closer.

Jin Chen's face loomed large before him, her skin pale and her light-colored pupils like amber soaked in clear water.

Huo Zhaoye's breath hitched. At such a young age, and so early in the morning, some of his body's reactions were completely out of control. He could only press his back tightly against the wall, with nowhere to retreat.

Their breaths almost mingled together.

Jin Chen, however, seemed oblivious to his embarrassment, her gaze passing over his shoulder and looking at the bedside table behind him.

Then, he reached out his arm from Huo Zhaoye's side, opened the small drawer of the bedside table, and took out a small bag.

It turns out they were just taking something.

Huo Zhaoye breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt inexplicably empty.

Jin Chen sat up straight; the oil paper package contained medicinal patches soaked in the medicine.

He handed the medicated patch to Huo Zhaoye, looked up and asked softly, "Put it on for me."

Huo Zhaoye: "...Oh."

His mind hadn't fully recovered from the shock and confusion just now. Holding the medicated patch, he looked at Jin Chen's outstretched wrist. The wrist was thin and fair, with blue veins faintly visible under the skin, intertwined with dark red totems, creating a fragile and mysterious beauty.

Huo Zhaoye composed himself, carefully aligned the patch with the correct position, gently applied it, and pressed the edges firmly with his fingers.

After the patch was applied, Huo Zhaoye was about to withdraw his hand when Jin Chen leaned towards Huo Zhaoye again, gently resting her chin on his shoulder.

Huo Zhaoye froze, his fingers hovering in mid-air.

"Does it hurt?"

“…Mmm.” Jin Chen responded softly.

Huo Zhaoye recalled Jin Chen's pale and pained appearance last night. He placed his palm over Jin Chen's wrist, which was covered with a medicated patch, and gently held it. Through the rough fabric of the medicated patch, he very lightly rubbed the skin there.

Jin Chen leaned quietly on his shoulder, letting him hold her hand and nuzzle her.

"how did you make it?"

After a long while, Jin Chen spoke softly, "It's a scratch from a mutated monster."

Huo Zhaoye turned his head in surprise, because the two were so close that he almost brushed his cheek when he turned his head.

There are many kinds of mutated monsters.

Some monsters are not only deadly, but their scratches, bites, or even just contact can leave extremely vicious aftereffects.

This wasn't the first time such an incident had happened in North Town. Someone had their arm scratched by a monster, and the wound would heal quickly, but the burning sensation under the skin would persist day and night. Eventually, the person couldn't bear the pain any longer and cut off their own arm.

Some people suffer from frostbite, and even though their wounds have healed, they feel as if ice has formed in their bone marrow, causing excruciating pain that can drive them to the brink of madness.

Those are all living examples of people being tortured to death.

The marks on Jin Chen's wrists had clearly been there for a long time, which meant that the torment had lasted for a long time as well.

"It's just a scratch, and the totem... I drew it myself," Jin Chen said, leaning against his shoulder.

Huo Zhaoye looked at the wrist covered by the medicated patch, and then at Jin Chen's calm profile. His heartache grew stronger and stronger, and he carefully stroked the totem through the medicated patch.

Jin Chen rested her chin on his shoulder, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +10, totaling 22! 】

"It's time to get up." Jin Chen stepped back first and got out of bed.

It was as if the brief closeness and dependence that had just occurred had never happened.

Huo Zhaoye's arms suddenly felt empty, and the scent of sandalwood disappeared with it, leaving only the warmth of another person on his shoulder.

He sat on the bed, watching Jin Chen walk to the window, push it open, and let the morning light in, as if the fragile, trembling person from last night was just his illusion.

Huo Zhaoye shook his head, suppressing the inexplicable melancholy in his heart, and got up from the bed.

That morning, Jin Chen invited Huo Zhaoye to have breakfast, along with another bag of candied tomatoes.