APCF -Chapter 17 (1)

The room pricing in Odense was slightly cheaper than in Copenhagen. With this amount of money, the guests finally freed themselves from the miserable circumstance of sleeping on the streets and booked two suites, one for the males, one for the females.

After being around each other for so many days, everyone was already familiar with each other. Once Qi Xingchen entered, he made a beeline for the bathroom, then spread-eagled to block the doorway: “I’ll bathe first!”

“Sure sure sure,” Zhang Yunfei did not mind at all, “Bathe quicker. After getting bumped and shoved in the car for an entire day, my body already smells.”

“Alright!” Qi Xingchen darted inside.

Fortunately, there was a mirror inside the moment he stepped in, and he took off his top and turned around.

From the mirror, there were more than 10 purple bruises scattered across his back, all from lying on the floor earlier in the performance and being jabbed by pebbles.

To keep the balance, his mind had to concentrate when tossing the umbrella, hence he didn’t feel the pain until they were counting the money. He had laid down for too long; the indentations caused by the press of the stones were very deep. They did not hurt, but he could imagine that his sleep would be in no way comfortable.

He rushed under the sprinkler and efficiently finished a quick shower. After pulling on his pants, his arm reached around to his back, intending to massage away the bruises.

“Knock knock knock,” The bathroom door sounded all of a sudden.

“Yunfei-ge? I still need a while longer.”

“No,” a low magnetic male voice rang out, “It’s me, Bo Ye.”

The male protagonist? What on earth did he want? The hotel bathroom separated the wet and dry areas, so if he wanted to use the toilet he could do it outside. Unless he was in a hurry to wash his face?

“……Please wait for a moment, I haven’t finished yet.”

Based on his voice, Bo Ye guessed that he had finished bathing and should have been clothed.
Hence he did not intend to be long-winded, saying straightforwardly: “I’m coming in.”

Right after saying that, the door handle made a metallic sound of being twisted. As if Qi Xingchen’s nerves were twisted along with it, in his haste, he hurriedly picked up his jacket and held it over his chest!

Bo Ye who entered:”……”

The cool white light in the bathroom set off the boy’s snow-white, almost transparent skin. His slim jawline curved gracefully; beneath the dripping wet and slender neck, the contours of his collarbones were in full view.

The exposed fore and upper arms were extremely slender, but they were not of the slenderness of general firewood sticks. The muscle contours were smoothly defined, so it was clear that he usually would focus a lot on working out.

Seeing him enter at this moment, a crimson flush clearly visible to the naked eye rose to the boy’s cheeks, and it was on its course to spread gradually down his neck.

“…… Whatever you want to do, do it quickly,” Qi Xingchen took a step backwards, “I haven’t even dried my hair yet!”

Bo Ye raised an eyebrow: “Weren’t you not bothered about others looking?”

When Bo Ye had helped him to pull down his shirt, he had said “It’s alright, boys aren’t bothered by others looking”. He did not expect this person to actually hold this grudge, and Qi Xingchen ground his teeth in regret.

Seeing him forced to admit defeat, the smile on Bo Ye’s lips deepened as he finally let him off, then asked, “Are the injuries on your back serious?”

“…… How did you know?”

“That’s not important,” Bo Ye released his arms from their crossed position and shook the small bottle in his hand, “What’s important is that you can’t apply the medicine on by yourself.”

Qi Xingchen cast a glance at it. He had seen the small bottle before, it was the medicinal oil that Bo Ye had bought together with the other pharmaceutical products yesterday night. Last night, Bo Ye was not sure whether he had a cut or a sprain and had bought two bottles of every type of medication.

“Turn around,” said Bo Ye, “I’ll apply it for you.”

Qi Xingchen’s ears were almost on fire, “Thank you, but there’s no need, I’ll do it myself bah.”

“Didn’t you not want to delay Yunfei-ge’s bath?”

Qi Xingchen: “……En.”

“Then just do as I say.” Bo Ye said.

There was no way around it, it was indeed not a good thing for the two of them to be in a deadlock here. And Bo Ye was right, the bruises were all on his back and he couldn’t massage them himself.

Hence, Qi Xingchen pressed his clothes onto himself with one hand, braced himself on the edge of the sink with the other, and turned around in mortification.

Bo Ye achieved a milestone victory, he then poured the medicinal oil onto his palm, rubbed his hands together for a while, then slapped his palms onto Qi Xingchen’s shoulder with a “smack”.

Qi Xingchen: “……”
Has this young master ever rubbed in medicine for anyone else?

Bo Ye’s mother was a businesswoman and his father was a politician, so he has always had a nursemaid to look after him since he was a child.
Debuting at the age of 17, he won the Best Newcomer Award with just his singular debut song. A new star that became extremely successful in one leap; which of his managers, assistants, and bodyguards wouldn’t worship him like a Buddha?

Forget about rubbing in medicine for other people, even his own injuries would be treated by other people, he did not even have a bit of experience in this aspect.

However, he could sense that he was going about it the wrong way and eased up on his strength, kneading and rubbing slowly. The bumps on the boy’s spine were like musical notes leaping out from a curve, full of a rhythmic sense of beauty.

Bo Ye eased up on his strength even further and finally finished massaging after more than ten minutes.