Returning to Infancy with my Nemesis - Chapter 68

Tang Mian washed his face with cold water and saw his own reddened ears in the mirror. He quickly splashed water on his face again and wiped it off, feeling the icy touch slightly alleviate the warmth on his cheeks.

When three-year-old Fu Shizhao kissed him, he wouldn’t think much of it, at most finding the child clingy. But when sixteen-year-old Fu Shizhao kissed him… he always felt something was off. He had just kissed Fu Shizhao, twice even. It was just a simple cheek kiss.

Fu Shizhao was taller than him, and his appearance gradually overlapped with the memories of his previous life, which made him feel oppressed. He would often unconsciously immerse himself in his high school days from the previous life… It should be because of this reason. And he was always thin-skinned, often blushing and having red ears, so it was normal.

Tang Mian absentmindedly took off his clothes and quickly showered with a dull mind. There were clean towels in the bathroom, and his and Fu Shizhao’s were together, with different patterns, making it easy to distinguish.

After drying himself with the slightly damp towel, Tang Mian gradually realized that he seemed to have forgotten to bring his pajamas.

Holding the damp towel in his hand, he hesitated for a few seconds, then walked to the door wearing the slippers in the bathroom, pushed the bathroom door open a small crack, and glanced outside. Fu Shizhao was indeed lying obediently on the bed, warming up the blanket. When he heard Tang Mian unlocking the bathroom door and pushing it open, his gaze turned towards him.

Meeting his gaze, Tang Mian instinctively hid behind the door again, after all, he wasn’t wearing any clothes, was completely naked, and didn’t want to be seen. He had originally planned to go out and get dressed if Fu Shizhao was asleep.

But Fu Shizhao wasn’t asleep, so Tang Mian couldn’t go out naked in front of him, regardless of whether he was drunk or not. He didn’t have a habit of streaking in front of people.

There were no towels in the bathroom, and the face towels were too small to cover the key areas.

After thinking for a moment, Tang Mian met Fu Shizhao’s gaze again and whispered, “Can you help me get my pajamas? They’re at the end of the bed, and… my underwear is in the wardrobe.”

Upon hearing this, Fu Shizhao immediately got up from the bed and walked briskly towards the wardrobe, holding Tang Mian’s pajamas. The wardrobe was divided in half, with one side belonging to him and the other to Tang Mian, making it easy to distinguish.

Neither of them liked buying clothes, but unfortunately, Shen Siwen loved buying clothes for them and would often take them out to buy clothes together. It was like when they were younger and she would dress them up in all sorts of strange clothes and accessories. That’s why the wardrobe in their room wasn’t too empty.

Fu Shizhao’s gaze shifted downward as he reached the drawer where Tang Mian kept his underwear. He casually rummaged through it, intentionally making a mess, and skillfully took out a pair of underwear that Tang Mian had “hidden” inside, stuffing it into the pajamas.

Tang Mian couldn’t see his actions from this angle, but the veins on his forehead twitched slightly, and he had an inexplicable sense of unease in his heart.

It was just a pair of underwear, why was he making such a fuss about it?

Finally, Fu Shizhao turned around, took big strides towards the door, and smiled as he handed over the clothes.

“Here you go,” he said.

“Thanks.” Tang Mian hid behind the door, opened it a bit more, quickly took the clothes, and closed the door again. Fu Shizhao only had a glimpse of his beautiful shoulders and collarbone.
The bathroom door was frosted, and you could vaguely see a shadow behind it.

Fu Shizhao stood still for two seconds before turning around and leaving. He must have gone to warm the bed.

Tang Mian didn’t linger either. He quickly bowed his head and searched for his underwear inside his pajamas.

After seeing the light pink underwear with a cute cat that he had tucked away in the farthest corner himself, Tang Mian murmured, “Mom bought this for me.”

At that time, it was the end of summer vacation, and his mother went out of town for a shoot. His father also took a short break to accompany her, as Tang Mian didn’t want to go out because of the heat, so he stayed with Fu Shizhao for a while.

His mother was afraid that he would outgrow his clothes quickly at his age, so she bought a lot online for him, including this pair of underwear.

His mother said there was a cute little white cat on it, exactly like a marshmallow, and she immediately liked it at first sight. However, it was only available in men’s style, so she bought it for Tang Mian.

After washing it with other new clothes, Tang Mian never wore it again.

He was ashamed.

Although it wouldn’t be seen by anyone when worn inside, Tang Mian still felt very awkward.

Light pink cartoon kitten… When he was young, his mother bought many such styles for him and Fu Shizhao. But now he was sixteen and in his first year of high school, he had grown up and wouldn’t wear such childish things anymore.

Just like when his mother made him wear a princess dress when he was three years old.
“It’s not appropriate after that age range.”

After mentioning this to his mom in a tactful way, she didn’t buy him clothes like that anymore.

And after stuffing the pink cat-patterned underwear into the wardrobe, he completely forgot about it.

After all, it was brand new, and throwing it away directly seemed like a waste. So he decided to hide it in the deepest part of the wardrobe, out of sight.

Unexpectedly, after many days, Fu Shizhao found it and even gave it to him, so he had no choice but to wear it. Tang Mian’s feelings at this moment were very complicated.

He wondered why Fu Shizhao took so long to pick and choose.

Given: The current Fu Shizhao is no different from a three-year-old child. When they were in the mall, he even acted cute and asked Tang Mian to buy him a cartoon puppy balloon.
Therefore: Fu Shizhao would choose clothes that were more in line with a three-year-old’s aesthetics.

Tang Mian glared fiercely at the light pink fabric with the white kitten pattern.

Indeed, it was the type a three-year-old would like.

Unable to go out wearing just pajamas, Tang Mian couldn’t overcome that mental barrier. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and put on the pink kitty underwear. If it didn’t work out, he could change into a new pair tomorrow morning.

Autumn’s pajamas were all long-sleeved and long pants, so once he had them on, nothing could be seen.

He reopened the bathroom door, turned off the light, glanced at the wardrobe that Fu Shizhao had messed up, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and walked towards the bed.

Sure enough, Fu Shizhao had obediently warmed up the bed again, lying on his side and looking at Tang Mian. His eyes were slightly narrowed, showing signs of fatigue, but he was trying hard to stay awake and wait for Tang Mian to sleep together.

Seeing Tang Mian return after changing clothes, Fu Shizhao shifted to the other side of the bed, making room for him in the warm spot.

Perhaps it was because he had changed into pajamas, but Fu Shizhao’s alcohol breath had diminished significantly, not as strong as before. Tang Mian took off his shoes, lay down on the bed, removed the hearing aid from his right ear, and placed it in the drying box on the bedside table.

Fu Shizhao obediently watched him the whole time, his eyes closing and opening with effort, filled with drowsiness. He was indeed tired.

Alcohol was somewhat sedative.

But they hadn’t even kissed each other goodnight yet, and Fu Shizhao didn’t want to fall asleep like this. After all, tonight was a rare opportunity.

After “sobering up” tomorrow, Tang Mian wouldn’t spoil him like this anymore.

Closing the drying box, Tang Mian directly pressed the switch on the bedside table, turned off the light in the bedroom, and got into bed. Suddenly, everything around him turned dark. The curtains were not drawn, the screen window was open, and a breeze blew through, refreshing. It was very warm inside the bed.

Young Fu Shizhao used to be like a little heater, but as he grew up, he turned into a big heater.

Whenever it got cold, Tang Mian’s feet would always be cold. He wasn’t used to electric heating pads as they could make him feel overheated and cause his throat to feel dry. He also didn’t want to turn on the heating this season. Fortunately, he had a natural heater to warm his blanket. Fortunately, he had a natural heater to warm his bed.

For over a decade, every year he had “stable heating.”

Fu Shizhao closed his eyes, then forced them open slightly, reaching out to hug Tang Mian, resting his head on his neck, lifting it slightly to plant a kiss on his cheek.
“Goodnight, gege.”

Fu Shizhao’s voice was filled with drowsiness. After saying that, he couldn’t resist sleep any longer. He slept well, dreamless, throughout the night.

Tang Mian’s body was slightly stiff, his face beginning to flush again with fever. He lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling in the faint moonlight, unable to sleep.

Around midnight, listening to the rhythmic breathing beside him, and smelling the faint scent of alcohol in the air, Tang Mian took out his phone and sent a message to a contact named “Cheng Ruan.”

She was the little girl from kindergarten who once threatened to bring her one-month-old brother to play with Tang Mian.

Although they didn’t go to the same middle school, they still kept in touch with a few close friends. They had all been accepted to the same prestigious high school, and they had seen each other a few times in the cafeteria, eating together.

Cheng Ruan also planned to study liberal arts. Tang Mian planned to choose liberal arts so they could be in the same class. Cheng Ruan’s brother was three years younger than her. Although the age gap wasn’t as close as his and Fu Shizhao’s, it wasn’t too big either.

?Tang Mian?:Will you still kiss your little brother on the cheek?
He remembered that when Cheng Ruan was younger, she loved her brother very much. She would always kiss his forehead and cheeks, and hold him gently in her arms. Her brother had the best relationship with her. He would smile as soon as he saw her, even if he was crying a second ago, he would stop crying and start laughing.

Surprisingly, Cheng Ruan hadn’t slept yet and almost instantly replied to his message.

?Cheng Ruan?:If I don’t punch him and send him flying, that’s already being merciful. I just scolded him because I didn’t like him. He’s crying, crying, crying. All he knows is crying.

Tang Mian: “……”