"Alright, alright, you’ve been busy all night. Aren’t you tired? Hurry up and go to sleep!" Jin Zelin said as he returned to his room and swiped his card to open the door. With a beep, the door opened. Qin Song stood there, just turned around and gazed at Jin Zelin, but didn’t move, with a hint of profound gentleness in his eyes. Jin Zelin, seeing Qin Song still standing there motionless, felt even more annoyed in his heart. Shit, does this person expect me to invite him in? "Are you coming in or not?" Finally, Qin Song took a step and entered Jin Zelin’s room. Just as he entered the doorway, he saw the broken tea cup on the floor. Follow current novels on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚✦𝕟𝕖𝕥 Qin Song frowned slightly. This guy... what kind of tantrum did he have last night? Yet, he ultimately did not ask. Obviously, it was because he left suddenly last night, making that guy fly into a rage out of humiliation. After Qin Song entered, Jin Zelin suddenly remembered that he hadn’t tidied up the bed and quilt! Right now, the quilt was all crooked on the bed in a bizarre shape... um... this... Senior Brother seems to have a slight obsession with cleanliness, and the quilt being mangled ... Jin Zelin quickly went over and straightened out the quilt. Yet while he was making the bed, Jin Zelin started cursing himself inwardly. Damn it, really pathetic, why do I turn into a wronged and bullied little wife when I see Senior Brother come back? Clearly it was Senior Brother who was wrong first, it’s not like he made a mistake, so why am I still acting so servile? Jin Zelin felt indignant in his heart, but his hands didn’t stop moving, and he eventually made the quilt smooth and flat. Qin Song nodded, then walked over. Jin Zelin felt even more anger in his heart. He worked hard here for so long, can’t he even say a thank you? Just a simple "hmm" and that’s it for him? As if everything he did was supposed to be a matter of course! Damn, it’s really infuriating! Qin Song sat down on the edge of the bed and said to Jin Zelin, "I’m fine, you can go take care of your own things!" Damn, the way he says it, it’s like I’m being stubborn about sticking around with him! This feeling... really sucks! "Then you can just sleep by yourself!" Having said that, Jin Zelin turned around and left. If you despise me, I won’t stick around! Jin Zelin turned and headed outside, but after walking a distance, he suddenly felt something wasn’t right. Last night, Qin Song was wearing a gray jacket when he left, but when he came back this morning, he was wearing a black one! Didn’t he say he’d come find him once he finished up? So how did he have time to change clothes? Jin Zelin had just reached the corner of the corridor when he simply turned back. He swiped open the door and quickly pushed it open, just in time to see Qin Song taking off his jacket, and underneath, the shoulder of his shirt was already a deep red. That sight made Jin Zelin’s heart skip a beat. Damn, I knew something was off... Qin Song’s shoulder is clearly injured! If it weren’t for my sharp intuition, would he just never mention it to me? This guy, does he really need to push himself ? Can’t he show even a little bit of vulnerability in front of me? It’s not like I’m an outsider, is he that afraid of losing face?