By the time Ye Xi came back to his senses, he was already sitting in Bai Yue’s car passenger seat. Bai Yue even leaned over and helped him fasten his seatbelt.
“Are you dizzy?”
Seeing his dazed look, Bai Yue’s expression grew even more serious, watching him carefully.
Ye Xi hurriedly shook his head.
His heart was pounding wildly, and he had to lower his head to hide it.
Being alone in a car with Bai Yue was way too much. Though he had a secret crush on him, he was extremely timid—he had never even considered confessing, barely daring to get close.
Now that they were so close, his throat felt like it was on fire. He wanted to jump out of the car.
“I’m really fine,” he pressed his lips together, still resisting. He sounded flustered. “There’s no need to go to the hospital. Or I can go by myself.”
But Bai Yue stepped on the gas, clearly not listening to him.
“No need to be so polite with me,” Bai Yue said, looking straight ahead. His voice was gentle and calm. “I’m at least considered your older brother, right? Letting you go to the hospital alone with an injury like that—I wouldn’t be able to explain it to your dad later.”
Ye Xi was momentarily stunned.
He knew Bai Yue was just being polite. After all, the Bai and Zheng families had ties. When Bai Yue saw his dad, he would respectfully call him Uncle Zheng.
Zheng Yang could blatantly ignore him, but Bai Yue, out of innate courtesy and kindness, would at least show some care.
But it really wasn’t necessary. He wasn’t Zheng Yang—he wasn’t someone his father paid much attention to. Let alone a minor injury like this—even if he really had a concussion, his father wouldn’t care much.
And he definitely wouldn’t blame Bai Yue for not taking him to the hospital.
But there was no point in telling Bai Yue that—Bai Yue clearly wouldn’t listen.
Ye Xi lowered his head and went quiet. The heat in his face also began to fade.
The nearest hospital wasn’t far from their school.
Bai Yue parked the car, helped Ye Xi register, and led him to a doctor.
The doctor examined him carefully, asked a few questions, and concluded that he was really fine—there was no need for a CT scan.
“According to the patient’s description, the drone only grazed him. It didn’t hit his head directly. He’s not experiencing any dizziness or headaches. You don’t need to worry too much. Just disinfect the wound and apply some ointment,” the doctor said.
She casually began disinfecting the area.
The injury was just above Ye Xi’s eyelid. Had it landed even slightly off, he might not be sitting here so calmly.
But the doctor’s hand was a bit heavy. Ye Xi’s body visibly tensed. Bai Yue immediately took the cotton swab from the doctor and said softly, “Let me do it.”
That only made Ye Xi tense up even more.
Bai Yue looked at the wound on his forehead, still not entirely at ease. “Are you sure no further examination is needed? What if there’s a deeper injury that’s not showing on the surface?”
The doctor tossed the swab into the bin.
She chuckled a little at Bai Yue’s concern. “If you’re really worried, you can get one done. But in my opinion, it’s unnecessary. Just keep an eye on him for now.”
Ye Xi sat obediently in his seat, not paying much attention to the conversation between Bai Yue and the doctor.
From the moment he stepped into the examination room, his mind had been a mess.
Bai Yue had stood by his side the whole time, even resting his hand on Ye Xi’s shoulder while talking.
Ye Xi’s shoulder felt like it was on fire. He was even trembling slightly and had to fight hard not to show it.
The hospital reeked of disinfectant, but somehow, he could still catch a faint scent of Bai Yue’s fir-scented cologne—it must have clung to his clothes.
But Ye Xi was good at hiding things.
Though his heart was a mess, his face remained blank.
When Bai Yue looked down at him, he simply looked back.
From Bai Yue’s perspective, Ye Xi looked completely calm. His eyes were dark and unreadable, with no visible emotion. Under the lights, he looked cool and distant, his snow-white face like a sheet of plain rice paper, untouched by any color—only his lips carried a soft pink hue.
He sat there like an uninvolved bystander, indifferent to his own injury, lost in thought.
It made Bai Yue feel like he was overreacting.
So Bai Yue said nothing more.
He helped Ye Xi up from the chair and politely thanked the doctor. “Thanks a lot.”
The doctor shook her head. “It’s nothing.”
Bai Yue led Ye Xi out of the hospital. The night breeze outside cleared Ye Xi’s mind a bit.
He realized that now that the check-up was done and he was fine, Bai Yue would probably take him back to school.
Their rare moment alone was about to end.
He felt a little regret.
But fortunately, he was used to disappointment, so it wasn’t hard to accept.
He buckled his seatbelt, sat quietly, and waited for Bai Yue to drive.
But after a while, Bai Yue still hadn’t started the car. Ye Xi curiously glanced toward the driver’s seat.
Bai Yue wore glasses while driving.
His usually cool and elegant eyes were now hidden behind clear lenses. Without the ever-present smile he wore in public, his warm demeanor faded a bit, replaced by something more reserved and distant. Even the way he looked at Ye Xi now carried a hint of scrutiny.
From school to the hospital, Ye Xi had barely spoken to him. In the car now, he subconsciously leaned toward the door, clutching his seatbelt tightly—his body language clearly evasive.
And with the injury on his forehead and his pale face, anyone who didn’t know the situation might think Bai Yue had kidnapped him.
Which… wasn’t entirely wrong.
Bai Yue thought to himself: Ye Xi never wanted to deal with me in the first place—this was half-forced.
His expression darkened slightly, but then he smiled faintly and resumed his usual demeanor. In a low voice, he said, “It’s getting late. Let me take you to dinner first. I’ll send you back to school afterward.”
He checked the time and added, “It’ll be quick. I promise you’ll be back before 7 and won’t miss homework time.”
Ye Xi parted his lips slightly.
He hadn’t expected to get dinner out of this injury.
He wanted to say not to worry about his homework. He was a high school student, sure, but with his awful grades, doing homework or not made little difference.
But the thought of eating dinner alone with Bai Yue—just the two of them—made him so nervous that he nearly panicked.
“N-no, it’s okay,” he tried to stay composed, even frowning a little. “I can just grab something outside school.”
He was so flustered that he started lying without blinking. “I actually have a lot of homework today… and there’s a curfew. I can’t be out too late…”
But Bai Yue ignored him.
At the red light, Bai Yue glanced at him, clearly noticing his furrowed brow.
Yet he shamelessly chose to disregard it.
He stepped on the gas and said gently but firmly, “I said it’ll be quick. I promise I’ll get you back before seven.”
