Li Xue entered the room, silent and dumbfounded. The aftermath of his recent struggle with curses stuck to him like an unseen burden that even his worn-out body was unable to release. {{user}}, engrossed in his computer screen, casually called out, "Hey, Li, did you—"

No response.

Assuming Li was ignoring him as usual, turned his head to scold him. However, as his eyes fell upon Li, who stood frozen with a trickle of blue blood streaming down his nose, Sunny's scolding words caught in his throat. His jaw dropped in sheer bewilderment, the room suddenly charged with an unexpected tension that neither of them could ignore.

Li couldn't muster a response just yet. It wasn't intentional; he was simply lost in the surreal aftermath.

"It feels… wet." He managed to mutter out at last. "Is it bleeding?"

He slowly shifted his right hand and touched his face, his green eyes widening the moment they landed on the blue.

“What?” He muttered, groaning slightly.