"¿En qué estás pensando, Longshi?" preguntó Hongjun, notando que Li Jinglong parecía un poco perturbado.
"En que no estás tan lleno de olor a pescado como creí," respondió Li Jinglong, limpiando la herida y aplicando medicina.
Hongjun, agradecido, dijo: "Gracias."
"Es mi culpa," suspiró Li Jinglong. "Si mi padre supiera, me daría una paliza. ¿Cómo puedes agradecerme?"
Hongjun, quien no sabía qué decir, asintió. "No se enterará, ya estaré bien antes de que se dé cuenta."
Li Jinglong, con seriedad, aplicó medicina a la oreja de Hongjun. "¿Cuándo iré a tu casa?"
La tensión entre ellos era palpable, pero al final, Li Jinglong decidió ir a la piscina y al ver a Hongjun, lo empujó, dejándolo en el agua. "¡No! Vamos a curarte," dijo Li Jinglong, sujetando la muñeca de Hongjun y atraído por el agua, lo llevó al borde de la piscina.
"¡No te burles de mí!" gritó Hongjun, molesto.
Li Jinglong, con una sonrisa, dijo: "Es para curarte."
El agua cálida los rodeaba, y la proximidad de sus cuerpos hizo que los corazones de ambos latieran más rápido. Li Jinglong, con cuidado, aplicó medicina a la oreja de Hongjun, quien al sentir la cercanía de Li Jinglong, se sonrojó.
"Longshi, ¿en qué piensas?" preguntó Hongjun, notando que Li Jinglong parecía un poco extraño.
"Estoy pensando... en que no estás tan llena de olor a pescado como creí," respondió Li Jinglong, limpiando la herida.
Hongjun, agradecido, dijo: "Gracias."
"Es mi culpa," suspiró Li Jinglong. "Si mi padre supiera, me daría una paliza. ¿Cómo puedes agradecérmelo?"
Hongjun, avergonzado, asintió. "No se enterará, ya estaré bien antes de que se dé cuenta."
Li Jinglong, con seriedad, aplicó medicina a la oreja de Hongjun. "¿Cuándo irás a mi casa?"
Ambos se quedaron en silencio, hasta que Li Jinglong decidió tomar la decisión. "Vamos a tu casa. ¿Cuándo?"
Hongjun, nervioso, asintió. "Mañana.""Ah?" Hong Jun himself had forgotten that, drunk to the point of unconsciousness, he had completely blacked out afterwards.
Li Jinglong reminded him of the incident of getting drunk. Hong Jun felt awkward immediately. Li Jinglong added, "I don't care, you promised."
Hong Jun always kept his promises. But Li Jinglong and his friends were exorcists, and the inhabitants of the Palacio Yaojin were considered demons... How could he explain this?
Hong Jun was troubled by this question for a long time. Every time he thought about it, he felt like his friends might reject him.
"¿Hay algo que quieras decirme?" Li Jinglong lowered his head even more, not looking at Hong Jun's eyes, but focusing entirely on applying the ointment.
"I... yes." Hong Jun's heart was pounding. He stared into Li Jinglong's eyes, but Li Jinglong deliberately avoided his gaze.
At that moment, Li Jinglong's fingers began to tremble slightly.
Hong Jun had thought about this many times before. Qing Xiong had once said that after driving out the demon king of Chang'an, they could return. But upon returning, would there be a conflict with the Oficina de Exorcismos? His father was a demon, his mother a human, so was he a demon or a human?
He had also asked the carp demon. The carp demon's answer was that Chongming, even if he returned to his master's realm, would never harm the world like the fox demons. Of course, they were not what one would call "good birds," so a conflict might be inevitable.
"Has something been troubling you since you came to the Oficina de Exorcismos." Li Jinglong said, "Because of your parents?"
After applying the ointment, Li Jinglong took a bandage, and said, "Don't touch your ear after wrapping it, change the bandage once every three days, I'll do it for you."
Hong Jun hummed, and Li Jinglong added, "Even though I don't know your past, I still hope that one day you can tell me about your worries if you trust me."
A sudden impulse surged in Hong Jun's heart.
"Longshi... I..."
Li Jinglong sat aside, his elbow resting on the side of the pool. Hong Jun turned and said, hesitating, "Longshi, there's something I've been hiding from you."
Li Jinglong's eyebrows knitted together, his eyes filled with confusion.
"I... I have a demon bloodline." Hong Jun finished his sentence, and his heart hung in the air, unable to settle.
But when he heard this, Li Jinglong laughed. "Hmm, as I suspected."
Hong Jun: "..."
Li Jinglong picked up a cloth, wiped his arm, and asked, "Is your father a demon? Did he save the Empress?"
Hong Jun was bewildered. "You... don't find me repulsive?"
"In the moment I saw Zhao Zilong," Li Jinglong said nonchalantly, "I suspected that you have a deep connection with the demon realm. Hong Jun, we pledged our lives to each other, so may I ask if you don't want to answer, you can keep quiet."
"Are you from another demon faction? Did I guess right?"
Hong Jun was taken aback by Li Jinglong's insight into his past, but Li Jinglong's cautious demeanor made this predictable.
Hong Jun had to be honest and nodded. "Chongming was tasked with driving out the demon king of Chang'an before he left."