My Patients Fall in Love with Me

Li Jun’s cheeks bulged as he chewed twice and made a swallowing motion. Then he stretched out his chopsticks, took another piece and put it in the bowl.

No attention was given to Li Qingyi during the whole process.

Father dear, it’s not working. ←_←

The two people on the table were very calm. Li Qingyi touched his nose, pretending to be fine, and sat down again peacefully. However, he didn’t move his chopsticks anymore as he stared at his son with scorching eyes throughout the whole process.

Li Jun never eats anything given by outsiders.

He was kidnapped once when he was a child. Because of the food given by a good friend, he was taken away by the kidnappers without any resistance.

At that time, Li Jun had shown astounding intelligence, and the kidnappers had no way to trick him out of the protection circle of Li family bodyguards. But the kidnapper chose Li Dongbai, a close friend of Li Jun. Li Dongbai was just a child of an ordinary family. He was so young that he easily believed the kidnappers and gave the mixed food to his good friend.

After being rescued, Li Jun became speechless and resisted communicating with strangers. Even it took Li Qingyi and his wife to get him to accept it again.

So today, seeing Li Jun actually eating a dish that was picked by an outsider, Li Qingyi was so gloomy.

A meal ended in a weird atmosphere. The meal in front of Li Jun was not finished, but the sweet and sour tenderloin was taken away by half a plate. Pei Lu apologized to Li Qingyi and took Li Jun to escape quickly.

He was not really good at dealing with elders.

Li Jun was obediently pulled by him and the two of them went to the garden to eat together.

When their stomach were full, Pei Lu was in a good mood. After circling around the garden twice, he suddenly thought of something and said to Li Jun. “Go wait for me here.”

Then he quickly ran back to the studio.

Li Jun looked at his flying back with deep eyes.

Pei Lu quickly came down with a sketchbook and a box of colored pencils. He pointed to the grass, “Sit there, I will draw you a picture.”

Li Jun turned his head to look at him. Behind him is a large blooming rose sitting just right, the red flowers pressed heavily on the stems. The slender stems couldn’t withstand the gravity, resulting them hanging down under the pressure, forming a natural rose flower wall.

The young man in white clothes and black hair sat quietly in front of the flowered wall.

Pei Lu placed the sketchbook on his lap and the pencil started quivering. Not long after, a person with a youthful face and a slender figure suddenly appeared on the paper. Behind the boy was a gorgeous wall of flowers and a bright sunlight.

“Alright,” Pei Lu breathed out at the sketchbook and blew away the pencil shavings.

“Here, I’ll give it to you.” He walked to the grass, sat down next to Li Jun, and handed him the sketchbook. Friends should be courteous. Since Pei Lu had given him a gift, something should be given to him in return.

Li Jun’s eyes rested on the bright rose and the dazzling sunlight.

“Do you not like it?” Pei Lu was a little nervous. After all, this was not Young Master Li’s usual taste. The course that the literary and artistic Young Master Li has always walked was gloomy and depressing.

Li Jun shook his head and carefully closed the sketchbook. Then he left without a word.

… He was… Gone.

“……???” Pei Lu, who was left behind, was stunned.

“666, can you say that this is a normal person’s reaction to receiving a gift?”

“Obviously not,” 666 was watching a new Korean drama and was in middle of the climax. His answer was perfunctory, “You forgot that he isn’t a normal person~”

“……”

In the room on the second floor, Li Jun circled anxiously. He still held the sketchbook in his hand. He opened it after a while and then closed it violently. After repeating it a few times, he finally made up his mind. He opened the safe in the room and put the sketchbook in it with great care.

The safe is large and empty. Except for the sketchbook that was recently put in, there were only a few thick notebooks.

After carefully locking the cabinet, Li Jun’s lips curled up slightly.

So when Pei Lu saw young master Li with empty hands in the studio, he was very confused.

He collapsed and asked 666, “666, did he think my painting was too ugly and threw it away?”

666 comforted him insincerely, “Maybe he liked it so much he didn’t want anyone to see it.”

“……”

What 666 said was on point. However, Pei Lu didn’t believe him and perfectly missed an opportunity to gain a deeper understanding of the target!

Pei Lu, who thought he was disliked, shrank aggrievedly in the corner of the studio, consciously trying not to make a trouble of himself in the Young Master Li’s eyes. Li Jun absentmindedly sat by the easel and took a glance at Pei Lu.

He was very happy, and it’s precisely because he was so happy that he was a little at a loss. He was still timid so he instinctively hid back to the room.

But why is the teacher so far away from him? Li Jun frowned. After thinking about it, he moved himself to a position next to Pei Lu.

“???” Pei Lu looked at him confused.

Li Jun stared at the easel in a daze.

Pei Lu: I really don’t understand your genius neural circuit. ←_←

“Cough!” Pei Lu coughed, trying to break the awkward atmosphere. He was out of words: “Have you cut your nails?”

“……”

Li Jun stretched out his hands silently. He has a pair of beautiful hands, with slender fingers and distinct joints.

The two people started cutting nails.

… Pei Lu is actually very embarrassed inside, he doesn’t understand why it developed like this. But facing Li Jun’s expressionless face, he had to bite the bullet and cut it.

“Click! Click!”

Pei Lu let out a long sigh of relief after cutting Young Master Li’s nails till they turned smooth and round. The weird atmosphere was still in between them.

A stream of light flashed across Li Jun’s eyes and he took the nail clippers from Pei Lu’s hand, “Hands.”

“???” Pei Lu’s head was full of question marks.

“You cut.” The young master’s words were still concise. What was meant to say was, you cut it for me so now it’s my turn to cut it for you.

Maybe this is the start of friendship.

Well, fuck friendship!

Pei Lu bit the inside of his cheek. It hurts to watch Li Jun unskillfully cut his neat nails into dog-biting shapes.

… Goodbye, nails. : ）

Pei Lu will have to go back to school after the lovely interaction is over. There is a class at four o’clock in the afternoon, and he has to rush back to handle the roll call.

Pei Lu said goodbye to Uncle Wang. Li Jun stood at the top of the stairs and looked at him quietly. It was not until Pei Lu’s cheerful figure walked away that Li Jun retracted his gaze and turned back to the studio.

His daily habit is to spend an afternoon in the studio.

The drawing paper is still blank.

He thought for a while and didn’t use the dark pigments he used to. Instead, he chose brighter blues ones and whites.

Pei Lu was wearing light blue casual clothes today.

After adjusting the color he wanted, Li Jun started painting. He was very slow in every stroke, as if he was carefully recalling…

 

When he finally finished painting, the sky was already dark. He turned his head and looked at the orange sunset in the sky, suddenly feeling a little lost.

He won’t come.

Li Jun turned his head and looked at the portrait on the easel attentively. That person has a slender figure, short fluffy black hair, round eyes, and he squints slightly when he smiles. He looks so adorable.

I want to touch him.

Li Jun brushed his fingers. Maybe tomorrow he can have the opportunity to touch him.

Not knowing that his head was full of worries at all, Pei Luzheng was happily eating Malatang1 on the side of the road.

He just came out of the infirmary. Li Qingyi is very generous. He has already paid a month’s salary to him a few days before the class started, which just alleviated Pei Lu’s economic crisis.

He remembered that he still has yet to repay the school doctor with the money before so Pei Lu went to withdraw the money after class and finally paid off the debt.

Before leaving, the school doctor tease about him and asked the boy to replenish his body, lest it would affect the life of the husband and wife in the future.

Pei – the old virgin – Lu had a bright red face, staggered and ran away.

The school doctor laughed in the back.

After coming out of the infirmary, Pei Lu found a malatang for dinner.

Malatang tastes so good. Pei Lu took a sip of beer and a mouthful of malatang which turned his lips red and spicy. He was particularly in a good mood, no, he was mischievously happy.

666, who couldn’t eat, felt sour and unfair, “Eating too much malatang will cause cancer, dear~”

“The mission has not yet been completed, so I can’t die for the time being.” Pei Lu was not afraid, he easily accepted Meng Xiaoyue’s body. Although he didn’t have to live according to Meng Xiaoyue’s life trajectory, lifespan is something that was set at the beginning and it will not change.

Speaking of which, he ordered a lot! He deliberately held the bowl and sniffed it a few times with an intoxicated face.

666：……Gouzi2, you have changed.

While Pei Lu was happily eating, his phone suddenly let out a beeped sound. There was an unread text message on the lit screen. Pei Lu read it subconsciously.

Dad: Are you at school? Your mother and I will see you tomorrow.

“Cough, cough, cough!!!”

Pei Lu clutched his chest and coughed, the spicy oil went up into his nose. 666 smirked and laughed.

Footnotes:

Malatang – or in English ‘Spicy Hot Pot’, is a common type of Chinese street food. It is is flavored with a combination of Sichuan pepper and dried chili pepper.狗子 (Gouzi) – used to address others in a ridiculous tone, usually between very close friends and relatives.

Li Jun’s cheeks bulged as he chewed twice and made a swallowing motion. Then he stretched out his chopsticks, took another piece and put it in the bowl.

No attention was given to Li Qingyi during the whole process.

Father dear, it’s not working. ←_←

The two people on the table were very calm. Li Qingyi touched his nose, pretending to be fine, and sat down again peacefully. However, he didn’t move his chopsticks anymore as he stared at his son with scorching eyes throughout the whole process.

Li Jun never eats anything given by outsiders.

He was kidnapped once when he was a child. Because of the food given by a good friend, he was taken away by the kidnappers without any resistance.

At that time, Li Jun had shown astounding intelligence, and the kidnappers had no way to trick him out of the protection circle of Li family bodyguards. But the kidnapper chose Li Dongbai, a close friend of Li Jun. Li Dongbai was just a child of an ordinary family. He was so young that he easily believed the kidnappers and gave the mixed food to his good friend.

After being rescued, Li Jun became speechless and resisted communicating with strangers. Even it took Li Qingyi and his wife to get him to accept it again.

So today, seeing Li Jun actually eating a dish that was picked by an outsider, Li Qingyi was so gloomy.

A meal ended in a weird atmosphere. The meal in front of Li Jun was not finished, but the sweet and sour tenderloin was taken away by half a plate. Pei Lu apologized to Li Qingyi and took Li Jun to escape quickly.

He was not really good at dealing with elders.

Li Jun was obediently pulled by him and the two of them went to the garden to eat together.

When their stomach were full, Pei Lu was in a good mood. After circling around the garden twice, he suddenly thought of something and said to Li Jun. “Go wait for me here.”

Then he quickly ran back to the studio.

Li Jun looked at his flying back with deep eyes.

Pei Lu quickly came down with a sketchbook and a box of colored pencils. He pointed to the grass, “Sit there, I will draw you a picture.”

Li Jun turned his head to look at him. Behind him is a large blooming rose sitting just right, the red flowers pressed heavily on the stems. The slender stems couldn’t withstand the gravity, resulting them hanging down under the pressure, forming a natural rose flower wall.

The young man in white clothes and black hair sat quietly in front of the flowered wall.

Pei Lu placed the sketchbook on his lap and the pencil started quivering. Not long after, a person with a youthful face and a slender figure suddenly appeared on the paper. Behind the boy was a gorgeous wall of flowers and a bright sunlight.

“Alright,” Pei Lu breathed out at the sketchbook and blew away the pencil shavings.

“Here, I’ll give it to you.” He walked to the grass, sat down next to Li Jun, and handed him the sketchbook. Friends should be courteous. Since Pei Lu had given him a gift, something should be given to him in return.

Li Jun’s eyes rested on the bright rose and the dazzling sunlight.

“Do you not like it?” Pei Lu was a little nervous. After all, this was not Young Master Li’s usual taste. The course that the literary and artistic Young Master Li has always walked was gloomy and depressing.

Li Jun shook his head and carefully closed the sketchbook. Then he left without a word.

… He was… Gone.

“……???” Pei Lu, who was left behind, was stunned.

“666, can you say that this is a normal person’s reaction to receiving a gift?”

“Obviously not,” 666 was watching a new Korean drama and was in middle of the climax. His answer was perfunctory, “You forgot that he isn’t a normal person~”

“……”

In the room on the second floor, Li Jun circled anxiously. He still held the sketchbook in his hand. He opened it after a while and then closed it violently. After repeating it a few times, he finally made up his mind. He opened the safe in the room and put the sketchbook in it with great care.

The safe is large and empty. Except for the sketchbook that was recently put in, there were only a few thick notebooks.

After carefully locking the cabinet, Li Jun’s lips curled up slightly.

So when Pei Lu saw young master Li with empty hands in the studio, he was very confused.

He collapsed and asked 666, “666, did he think my painting was too ugly and threw it away?”

666 comforted him insincerely, “Maybe he liked it so much he didn’t want anyone to see it.”

“……”

What 666 said was on point. However, Pei Lu didn’t believe him and perfectly missed an opportunity to gain a deeper understanding of the target!

Pei Lu, who thought he was disliked, shrank aggrievedly in the corner of the studio, consciously trying not to make a trouble of himself in the Young Master Li’s eyes. Li Jun absentmindedly sat by the easel and took a glance at Pei Lu.

He was very happy, and it’s precisely because he was so happy that he was a little at a loss. He was still timid so he instinctively hid back to the room.

But why is the teacher so far away from him? Li Jun frowned. After thinking about it, he moved himself to a position next to Pei Lu.

“???” Pei Lu looked at him confused.

Li Jun stared at the easel in a daze.

Pei Lu: I really don’t understand your genius neural circuit. ←_←

“Cough!” Pei Lu coughed, trying to break the awkward atmosphere. He was out of words: “Have you cut your nails?”

“……”

Li Jun stretched out his hands silently. He has a pair of beautiful hands, with slender fingers and distinct joints.

The two people started cutting nails.

… Pei Lu is actually very embarrassed inside, he doesn’t understand why it developed like this. But facing Li Jun’s expressionless face, he had to bite the bullet and cut it.

“Click! Click!”

Pei Lu let out a long sigh of relief after cutting Young Master Li’s nails till they turned smooth and round. The weird atmosphere was still in between them.

A stream of light flashed across Li Jun’s eyes and he took the nail clippers from Pei Lu’s hand, “Hands.”

“???” Pei Lu’s head was full of question marks.

“You cut.” The young master’s words were still concise. What was meant to say was, you cut it for me so now it’s my turn to cut it for you.

Maybe this is the start of friendship.

Well, fuck friendship!

Pei Lu bit the inside of his cheek. It hurts to watch Li Jun unskillfully cut his neat nails into dog-biting shapes.

… Goodbye, nails. : ）

Pei Lu will have to go back to school after the lovely interaction is over. There is a class at four o’clock in the afternoon, and he has to rush back to handle the roll call.

Pei Lu said goodbye to Uncle Wang. Li Jun stood at the top of the stairs and looked at him quietly. It was not until Pei Lu’s cheerful figure walked away that Li Jun retracted his gaze and turned back to the studio.

His daily habit is to spend an afternoon in the studio.

The drawing paper is still blank.

He thought for a while and didn’t use the dark pigments he used to. Instead, he chose brighter blues ones and whites.

Pei Lu was wearing light blue casual clothes today.

After adjusting the color he wanted, Li Jun started painting. He was very slow in every stroke, as if he was carefully recalling…

 

When he finally finished painting, the sky was already dark. He turned his head and looked at the orange sunset in the sky, suddenly feeling a little lost.

He won’t come.

Li Jun turned his head and looked at the portrait on the easel attentively. That person has a slender figure, short fluffy black hair, round eyes, and he squints slightly when he smiles. He looks so adorable.

I want to touch him.

Li Jun brushed his fingers. Maybe tomorrow he can have the opportunity to touch him.

Not knowing that his head was full of worries at all, Pei Luzheng was happily eating Malatang1 on the side of the road.

He just came out of the infirmary. Li Qingyi is very generous. He has already paid a month’s salary to him a few days before the class started, which just alleviated Pei Lu’s economic crisis.

He remembered that he still has yet to repay the school doctor with the money before so Pei Lu went to withdraw the money after class and finally paid off the debt.

Before leaving, the school doctor tease about him and asked the boy to replenish his body, lest it would affect the life of the husband and wife in the future.

Pei – the old virgin – Lu had a bright red face, staggered and ran away.

The school doctor laughed in the back.

After coming out of the infirmary, Pei Lu found a malatang for dinner.

Malatang tastes so good. Pei Lu took a sip of beer and a mouthful of malatang which turned his lips red and spicy. He was particularly in a good mood, no, he was mischievously happy.

666, who couldn’t eat, felt sour and unfair, “Eating too much malatang will cause cancer, dear~”

“The mission has not yet been completed, so I can’t die for the time being.” Pei Lu was not afraid, he easily accepted Meng Xiaoyue’s body. Although he didn’t have to live according to Meng Xiaoyue’s life trajectory, lifespan is something that was set at the beginning and it will not change.

Speaking of which, he ordered a lot! He deliberately held the bowl and sniffed it a few times with an intoxicated face.

666：……Gouzi2, you have changed.

While Pei Lu was happily eating, his phone suddenly let out a beeped sound. There was an unread text message on the lit screen. Pei Lu read it subconsciously.

Dad: Are you at school? Your mother and I will see you tomorrow.

“Cough, cough, cough!!!”

Pei Lu clutched his chest and coughed, the spicy oil went up into his nose. 666 smirked and laughed.

Footnotes:

Malatang – or in English ‘Spicy Hot Pot’, is a common type of Chinese street food. It is is flavored with a combination of Sichuan pepper and dried chili pepper.狗子 (Gouzi) – used to address others in a ridiculous tone, usually between very close friends and relatives.