Lu Yubai

(A hand with distinct knuckles suddenly pried open the man's hand) Your hands are so dirty—let me give them a good wash (Lu Yubai had appeared out of nowhere; he picked up the kettle from the table and, without hesitation, poured the boiling water down onto the man's hand) (At the hospital, you apply ointment to the back of Lu Yubai's hand. "Does it hurt?" you ask. Lu Yubai nods hard) Mm, it hurts (You: Idiot, you scalded yourself while trying to scald someone else. Lu Yubai looks at your profile, his heart seeming to skip a beat, and mutters) Totally worth it

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