Chapter 9.1 - Sweet (1/2)

Translator: Superbulat

Song Mo’s wound wasn’t as deep as Tang Huan had imagined. His internal organs weren’t injured. It was just that the extremely long wound caused too much bleeding. It appeared serious, but in fact, the bleeding had already gradually stopped. Now that Song Mo had woken up, her movements became gentler, and her gaze was even more focused, as she cleaned his wound wholeheartedly while ignoring the man’s infatuated gaze and the Little Song Mo who was close at hand.

Therefore, Tang Huan was genuinely shocked when her wrist was struck by something.

She looked over in confusion.

Little Song Mo had grown up in the blink of an eye. It grew darker, longer, thicker and stronger, as it gently touched her and greeted her.

Not bad. It seemed like it was still usable.

Tang Huan was secretly pleased, but her face was flushed with embarrassment. She didn’t know where to look, so she lowered her head nervously and mumbled, “Donor Song, I-I didn’t mean to… I just want to clean your wound, but your wound was too long. I was worried that the blood would stick to your clothes and make them difficult to remove later. Then, when I saw that you also had injuries on your leg, I took off your clothes because I had thought of cleaning them altogether.”

“P-please leave,” Song Mo said with his eyes closed, “I’m just feeling a little dizzy right now. I’ll be fine in a while. You didn’t have to do this. I can take care of it myself.”

Tang Huan looked at him and knew that he didn’t have the energy to move, so she continued wiping and said gently yet firmly, “I won’t leave. Donor Song, you don’t have to worry about offending me or feeling embarrassed. In my heart, on the day you rescued me, I was already yours. Alive or dead, I’m yours.”

Song Mo’s heart trembled. “I told you before. I don’t expect anything in return for saving you. You really don’t need to be grateful to me.”

Tang Huan paused and raised her head to stare at him without saying anything. When Song Mo opened his eyes in curiosity, she looked at him and said in the utmost serious tone, “I was indeed grateful to you that day, so when you wanted me, I was willing to give myself to you. But now, I am not grateful to you…but rather…rather…I like you.”

“You……”

Tang Huan shook her head and interrupted him, with tears in her eyes and a despondent tone in her voice, “You don’t have to say anything. Donor Song, I know what you think. You probably wanted to say that I, as a nun, should not be falling in love with you. But, to tell you the truth, I have never wanted to be a nun. When I was sold to the Jade Spring Nunnery by my parents, I was already old enough to understand things, but I am simply too stupid to comprehend the deep and profound Buddhist teachings. I can only hope that one day I will be able to leave the monastery order, grow my hair, marry an honest man and bear his children.

“I have been living my life in a muddle until I met you. You were so kind to me, and now I have placed you in my heart. You may despise me; you may not like me back; you may not want me, or you may scold me and chase me away, but now that I have reached this point, I must take care of you today. So, even if we never meet again in the future, I can die happy, knowing that I have once taken care of the man I like.”

“You just continue to lie down,” she said, lowering her head and biting her lip to prevent herself from crying. “I am a nun anyway. You don’t have me in your heart, so why do you mind that your body is being seen by a depraved nun? Are you afraid that I will brazenly spread this matter around?”

A tear fell on his body, mixing with the blood that hadn’t been wiped away yet.

Song Mo stared dumbly at the little nun who was silently shedding tears beside him.

She had stated that she didn’t want to be a nun, that she liked him, and that she wanted to bear his children.

She thought he didn’t have her in his heart and thought he would scold her, so she was crying so sadly?

Seeing her tears were flowing faster and faster, Song Mo was anxious. He blurted out, “I h-have you in m-my heart, so don’t cry…”

“Y-you really have me in your heart?” Tang Huan exclaimed as she raised her head in astonishment and stared at him incredulously.

Song Mo was embarrassed, but the words had left his mouth, and she was crying so sadly, so he decided not to run away anymore. However, he was too shy to look at her, so he averted his gaze and uttered an “Mhm”.

“So you won’t kick me out? You’re willing to let me take care of you?”

“Mhm.”

Tang Huan broke into a smile. She wiped her tears and said happily, “Okay, then I’ll bandage your wound first, and we’ll talk about other things later. Donor-… Song- dage 1 , do you have any ointment for wounds in your house?”

Her calling him ‘Song- dage’ filled Song Mo’s heart with sweetness. “In there,” He coughed and pointed at the innermost cabinet. “I’d put it in an iron box. You’d be able to find it when you opened it.”

Tang Huan turned around to get it.

A smile curled unconsciously at the corners of Song Mo’s lips as he stared at her back, but when she turned back, he closed his eyes again and blushed. “H-help me put on m-my pants first.” As long as she was by his side, it wouldn’t limp down. It was too humiliating for him.

Tang Huan secretly laughed in her heart and shyly replied, “You are stained with blood there, and you also have injuries on your leg. Let me put on your pants after I’ve applied ointment and cleaned your body. Song- dage , I-I’ve seen it already. You don’t need to be embarrassed. Since you have placed me in your heart, I will treat you as my man. If you keep bringing up those formalities with me, I won’t dare to find you anymore in the future.”

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