Repairing the Past

Chapter 23

Mo Yan brought Chu Yao to shelter in a rock hole that formed a shallow tunnel right on one side of the cliff.

He placed Chu Yao's body leaning against the side of the tunnel and looked around carefully. There were many dried grasses spreading out in all directions. Mo Yan immediately collected as much as possible to serve as the master's bed.

Not to forget he collected some dry tree branches with a large enough size. He took two stones and rubbed each other to make a spark. Although slowly, the fire is getting bigger and gives a warm effect to them.

Mo Yan walked over to Chu Yao and hesitantly removed the outer clothes of the girl. With a gentle movement, he laid it down and dried the wet clothes Chu Yao had already torn off near the source of the fire.

He looked back at the pale face of the girl. Despite his slight hesitation, he went out looking for some large-sized wood for their firewood supplies tonight.

The focus of his eyes was on some wild fruit hanging on the side of a steep cliff. The hard-hearted young man laid down a pile of wood and instantly jumped to the side of the cliff.

His hand firmly gripped one of the large rocks on the cliff and repeated several jumps to collect the wild fruits he had just seen.

But accidentally his foot slipped and mishap to cause his balance to drift for a while. The fruits fell down and scattered everywhere. Also, the body of the tough man was hanging with his right hand holding a rock to accumulate his body weight.

He grimaced for a moment when he realized his back had been hurt by rubbing against a rock as he was about to fall.

Although with an injured back, he regained his balance by grabbing another large rock to hold on. With precise calculations he jumped down the cliff without any hindrance.

Without delaying the time he immediately gathered the fruits that had been separated in various directions and also grabbed the pile of wood that he had placed only a few jengkal from his feet.

After arriving and putting the wood and fruit in place, Mo Yan rushed over to Chu Yao who was coughed softly and slowly opened her eyes.

"Mo Yan's.. You found me already.." Chu Yao said with a faint smile.

He felt very relieved when he first opened his eyes and found a familiar face was beside him.

Mo Yan smiled wryly and lowered his face. His hands clenched firmly as if trying to stabilize himself.

"I'm a little late. Please punish me." Mo Yan replied with regret.

"The law? You want me to punish you?" Chu Yao sighed and again said softly, "you're not wrong, I'm the one who is careless. Easily get into their trap. Can't you find my whereabouts soon?"

Mo Yan did not budge. He is still strong with his stance. Chu Yao deeply understood the man's current feelings. The form of worry and regret that he had appeared a few minutes ago. When Chu Yao opened her eyes for the first time.

Chu Yao smiled and said, "come closer, can you put your hand on my cheek now?"

Mo Yan was flabbergasted at Chu Yao's request. He forgot what he had just felt.

"Both of my hands are hurt so I can't touch your face. I just want us to make sure we're alive. And I'm so grateful that you were the one who saved me again. Forget the formalities, so please give me your hand."

Mo Yan thought and hesitated. Although his instinct is very want it, but as a bodyguard he must be able to control himself and know where his position.

Chu Yao was impatient. He tried to rise with energy that was not yet fully present. Her movements looked so lame that Mo Yan had to help her to sit up straight.

The woman does not impose her will. He took the initiative to feel the man's face with his left hand full of wounds.

"Look, I'm not lying if both my hands are hurt." He said, showing the injured right hand. Actually without him even showing it was certain that Mo Yan was aware of it from the beginning. It was just that way that crossed Chu Yao's mind to comfort the uneasiness in the stiff man's heart.

Mo Yan gasped and reflexively held the girl's body in his arms as it was about to fall to the ground. Chu Yao closed her eyes for a moment and said, "it should be me who apologizes for often making you bet your life."

"It's been my job." Mo Yan's heavy voice echoed within the tunnel.

Chu Yao gave a smile and closed her eyes. He pretended to go back to sleep but his mind darted away. Mo Yan was indeed a man who had principles. That treatment actually made Chu Yao's feelings go up and down. Although he himself did not really understand what feelings he had towards Mo Yan, he was definitely very dependent on that man.

There would be less sense if Mo Yan was not by his side. There was a feeling of fear when I saw him get hurt. A happy feeling can do anything with him. And a sense of pain when the man refused to get close to him.

Weird right? Sure was!

It was only natural for Mo Yan to put a limit. Both as a man and as a man. It is a normal attitude that applies to the norms of life.

However, Chu Yao did not like it. The boundary seemed to give a hard slap to him. He must be self-conscious if not all men have the desire to have it. And Mo Yan became one of them.

Chu Yao reopened her eyes and saw Mo Yan had applied a little of her refined herbal medicine with a stone to her hand. Mo Yan blew the girl's hand to create a cold effect and could alleviate the pain Chu Yao felt. Of course with a flat face that is his trademark.

Mo Yan did the same in some injuries. Both the marks on the legs and on Chu Yao's chin that had been torn off before.

A strange sensation spread across the girl's body. He instantly threw out a face as Mo Yan blew back towards his chin.

"Ti, no need to blow. It doesn't hurt anymore." Said Chu Yao who was hiding her embarrassment.

Mo Yan stopped his actions. He suddenly realized that what he was doing was a violation of decency.

"I'm sorry I've been disrespectful."

Mo Yan's inner voice again caught his attention. Chu Yao was a little confused to explain that she did not mind at all.

"No. I just feel awkward and also.. A little embarrassed." Chu Yao muttered with a throw of sight in any direction.

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment and pretended not to hear to dispel his awkwardness. He turned around and picked up some wild fruit. His face was back to normal. He thrust the wild fruits at Chu Yao.

"Thank you." Said Chu Yao who was already starving before. With a weak movement, he woke up and leaned his body on a large rock.

Chu Yao's focus was shifted as the young man turned around. He saw a big tear on the man's back.

"You hurt?" Chu Yao asked a little worriedly.

"Little wound only." Mo Yan replied briefly without turning a single glance.

Chu Yao became even more anxious with Mo Yan's attitude that took the wound lightly. "Come here! I'll help you spread the herbs for you."

"No miss. I can do it myself."

"You! Keep arguing, don't you think of me as your master?" Horror began to be heard in the woman's speech intonation.

Mo Yan quibbled with a soft word, "I dare not! Miss's hand was also injured. Let me treat it myself."

"good. You can do it yourself. But let me see it. I wonder if that strong hand could reach the wound on your back. I also want to see how hard your head is. How disgusted your body is to touch my skin!" Read Chu Yao without pause to the cold man before her.

Mo Yan turned his back, his eyebrows clinging to each other signifying regret for his master's anger "It's not that miss, it's just that the wound in the lady's hand should not be exposed to blood anymore."

"The one who was injured was my palm, not the tip of my finger. For God's sake, you really suck! You're the most stubborn man I've ever met in my entire life!" Chu Yao's emotions peaked. His pale face turned red for a moment.

Mo Yan was silent. He did not expect Chu Yao's anger would be easily blown away just because of the injuries he received. Even when the girl got bullied in the general residence, she even always showed a calm attitude and sometimes looks stupid.

The flat-faced man did not want to pour oil into the fire. He hurriedly took out the remaining herbs and placed them beside Chu Yao.

"Open your shirt! You can catch a cold if you're still wearing those wet clothes." Chu Yao said in a still irritated tone of voice.

Although he wanted to refuse, Mo Yan could not struggle. He kept the orders of the woman. He turned around and pulled his long hair that was tied forward. Slowly her outer clothes were removed along with a sachet pouch and a pink crystal hairpin inside. Those things were lying on the rocks and quite caught Chu Yao's attention.

But, in a split second Chu Yao's focus had been shifted to something else. Chu Yao involuntarily swallowed the saliva. He admired the body shape of the quiet young man. His back muscles are so perfectly formed. As if to reinforce the power that belongs to him. Naturally, the forging that Mo Yan had gone through was not easy.

Chu Yao took the herb with her fingertips with a choked breath. He applied the medicine with a gentle movement on Mo Yan's injured back.

The man remained silent. No sound came out of his lips. However, a faint jolt from his body had signaled immense pain.

In order to ease the pain caused by the medicine, Chu Yao blew Mo Yan's back every time she finished applying the herbs. He bit the tip of his clothes and made a long enough cloth tear. The cloth he wrapped around the young man's body to cover the entire wound on his back.

"It's done. Are you hurt on the other side of the body?"

Mo Yan thanked me courteously. He shook his head as the employer questioned the other wound. The handsome man got up from his seat. In just a moment he had returned to dressing as he was.

Actually Chu Yao was eager to ask about the sachet pouch and hairpin but she respected the privacy of her personal bodyguard. His curiosity should be buried deeply with the wild fruit that enters his hull.