As Zain had asked him to wait here, Yanis didn’t take a step until he returned.
The wound was still bleeding, but his heart was already covered with sweetness, and he had even begun to associate images of his future with Zain. “If this method can work well, hahaha.”
Yanis smiled inwardly.
Hearing footsteps at the door, Yanis hurried to bring his face back to normal and looked at his wound. It looked like it wasn’t bleeding.
He hastily reached up and rubbed the wound vigorously.
Sure enough, red blood gushed out again.
She thought, “I can’t be hurt for nothing, I must make the most of this opportunity.”
When Zain entered, Yanis was already posing, looking at her wound with a frown.
Zain walked up to her, saw the blood coming out of her wound again and frowned, -What’s wrong?
Yanis shook her head with resignation, -I don’t know….
His voice was weak, like that of a poor little rabbit.
Zain was speechless.
Despite not knowing what had happened, Zain had no doubts and wiped the blood from his hands, then disinfected it with a cotton swab and wrapped a band-aid around it.
During this time, Yanis kept looking at Zain, who was carefully dressing her wound. When Zain had finished and raised his eyes, he asked.
-Doesn’t it hurt?
Yanis took a second and nodded, -Yes.
But she had clearly acted as if it didn’t hurt, so it seemed hypocritical to say that it did now. Yanis could only add, -Actually, it doesn’t hurt.
“How can such a big wound not hurt?”
Zain thought and looked at her. She looked away and bit her lips without saying anything.
Yanis stared at the treated wound, her heart full of sweetness, -Thank you.
Zain said indifferently, -It’s just a coincidence. Since I’m here, naturally I have to help you.
Yanis didn’t care what he was thinking. He had found the method to chase him anyway. It was a trick that would probably work a hundred times over and she felt very hopeful for the future.
-Don’t do any of this work, and keep your hands out of the water for a while.
Yanis nodded obediently, -Good.
With that, Zain turned and prepared to leave.
Looking at his back, Yanis couldn’t resist calling out to him, -Wait a moment.
Zain stood up, -What else?
Yanis bit his red lip and hesitated for a moment before speaking, -Last night, if you’ve…?
-No.
-I haven’t even finished the word, so why did you deny?
It seemed that this answer was to disguise the truths. Could it be that what happened last night was not a dream, but a real event?
However, Zain’s next words disappointed Noami very much.
-I know what you want to ask, but whatever you say, the answer is no. It won’t be, it can’t be.
Yanis said nothing.
-Things have already been made clear to you. Stop clinging to unrealistic ideas and turn your attention to other people.
-You don’t care. You can hate me, but you don’t have the right to control who I like, do you? If you say no, then no, I’ve already made my own decision.
Decision?
Hearing that word, unconsciously, Zain wanted to ask what the decision was.
But when he tried to speak, it seemed inappropriate for him to ask that question at that moment. So he silenced.
-As you wish.
He said the two words and left.
Yanis didn’t bother. And when he was gone, he looked at the Band-Aid on his finger, still feeling happy. Thinking about it, she followed him out of the kitchen and then went to her room to get her phone.
When Yanis came in, Alice was talking to Jack.
When she saw Yanis enter, Jack called out to her kindly, -Aunt Yanis.
-Well, Jack, you’re back.
-Yes!” Jack cocked his head. Aunt Yanis, I heard from Grandma Rachel that you had a fever, are you feeling better?
-I’m fine.
She had a fever, why didn’t she know that herself, so Nathan was really taking her temperature?
So she had misunderstood?
Well, it had happened anyway.
Yanis didn’t have time to worry Jack and Alice. He hurried to crouch down by the bedside table, picking up his own phone and pointing his fingers to take a picture.
-What’s wrong with your hand? Alice realized at that moment that there was a band-aid on his hand, with a vague hint of red blood, and immediately asked him with a frown.
-It’s all right, it’s just a small injury.
-And you’re happy to be hurt?
It didn’t look normal in any way.
Yanis was posing with that hemostatic band-aid, especially happy, as if he had won some treasure.
Jack blinked and suddenly asked.
Aunt Yanis, did my uncle put this band-aid on you?
Hearing the question, Alice’s eyes narrowed sharply, looking at Yanis who was treating her finger and the band-aid like a treasure, and suddenly thought Jack might be right. Unexpectedly, a child had spotted it right away and he really was more perceptive than she was.
Yanis snapped several pictures before putting the phone down and looking at Jack.
-Don’t be so clever. It’s not good to know too much about things.
-Well. -Jack nodded.
It looks like Jack was right about the Band-Aid….
-Haha, Alice, I’m closer to my goal. Just now your brother went to the kitchen for water and it turns out I cut my finger and so…. -She said especially shy, but with a sweet and happy look and expression.
I was just helping her put on a band-aid and she was hurting her hand, but she was happy that way.
So easy.
Looking at Yanis, Alice was not happy at all and couldn’t force herself to laugh.
-Alice, I know the right way to woo your brother.
At that moment, Alice froze and, along with the wound on her finger, she couldn’t help but think of something.
-You’re not trying to…
-Just what you’re thinking.
-Are you crazy? -Alice frowned hard, looking at her with a displeased expression, and whispered, “That’s too, too extreme.
-Well, I’m not as extreme as you think, I’ll be very, very careful, and what happened today was just an accident, but it taught me what to do and what not to do.
Having said that, Yanis turned to Jack, very confidently.
-Jack, wait until I would be your royal aunt!
Jack arched his neck and thought.
“Aunt Yanis was so confident, I want to undermine her.”