Shen Mo ignored her, forcibly pressing her into the wheelchair!

Bai Youwei struggled like she’d gone mad! Scratching and hitting Shen Mo! Still feeling it didn’t hurt him enough, she grabbed his arm and bit down with her mouth!

Snow-white teeth sank into flesh, tasting the rusty flavor of iron. Her eyes turned red!

Everyone who rushed over was shocked by this scene, not understanding what this pair of siblings was fighting about now.

“L-Little Shen…” Teacher Cheng stammered, “You two, talk things out calmly…”

Shen Mo took a deep breath, his tense arm breaking free from her teeth—two rows of bright red bloody marks. Expressionless, he told them: “It’s fine.”

Then he pushed the wheelchair and strode out with large steps.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay.

Fine? …This was called fine?

The air after the rain was moist. The wheelchair rolled into accumulated puddles, splashing up sheets of water. Shen Mo pushed Bai Youwei all the way to the public toilet across the road.

The public toilet was for staff use and had no wheelchair-accessible passage. Shen Mo walked around to the front of the wheelchair to lift her.

She wouldn’t let him touch her, reaching out to push him, pound him, pinch him, using all her strength!

The two silently pushed and pulled outside the public toilet. It ended with Bai Youwei’s defeat. She was carried into the toilet by Shen Mo, a pair of crutches tucked under her arms.

“Stand properly yourself.” Shen Mo’s tone was ice-cold, carrying a stern quality.

Bai Youwei bit her lower lip, supporting herself on the double crutches as she stood in the toilet. The foul smell all around made her feel nauseous, and even more humiliated!

Shen Mo opened the toilet stall door, placed a flashlight on top of the water tank, laid down a disposable toilet seat cover, took out wet wipes and toilet paper, then reached out to pull her.

She stood stubbornly still.

He pulled once without moving her. The second time he used more force—she nearly fell. He hauled her into the stall, his tall figure casting shadows over her head, commanding again: “Use the toilet.”

Bai Youwei bit her lip, eyes closed, stubbornly standing by the toilet in defiance.

Shen Mo finally truly lost his temper, gripping her waist.

Bai Youwei struggled fiercely in his arms!

He grew even more furious, almost losing his rationality! Originally only wanting to scare her a bit, he was angered into thinking “must teach her a lesson”!

In his rage, his hand touched something soft. He froze.

…It was an adult diaper.

This thing was too far removed from his world. Now worn on an adult’s body, it represented endless shame and awkwardness.

So she had changed into this in her room earlier.

Shen Mo released her.

On his chest were scattered wet stains—her tears. She cried with her eyes closed, her face full of tears, yet refusing to make a single sound.

Shen Mo truly didn’t understand why she had to be so stubborn.

“I’ll give you five minutes to take care of business.” He compromised first, stepping back a few paces and closing the stall door.

Though he’d compromised, he worried Bai Youwei still wouldn’t cooperate. He had no choice but to continue playing the villain, threatening fiercely through the door: “Otherwise I’ll throw away all your remaining diapers.”

Fine sobbing sounds came from inside the toilet stall.

Shen Mo felt vexed and confused.

He paced back and forth in the toilet a few times, then irritably walked outside to lean against a tree and smoke.

After finishing one cigarette, Bai Youwei hadn’t come out.

He didn’t rush her, continuing to light a second cigarette…

Fifteen minutes later, the sound of flushing water came from the toilet, followed by the stall door opening.

Bai Youwei came out with her head hanging.

Just using the toilet, yet she looked like a soldier defeated on the battlefield—lifeless, all will gone.

Shen Mo helped her sit in the wheelchair, put away the crutches, flashlight, and tissues, then pushed her to wash her hands.

Returning to the dormitory room, he handed her the large cup of warm water Teacher Cheng had prepared, along with a bag of crackers.

This time she didn’t make a fuss.

When hungry, she ate crackers. When thirsty, she drank water.

Later, biting on a cracker, she said softly: “I want to take a bath.”

Shen Mo immediately felt both amused and exasperated, wanting to ask if she was pushing her luck. This broken place didn’t even have a water heater—where was he supposed to get hot water for her to bathe?

Bai Youwei swallowed the cracker, her voice very soft: “…I haven’t bathed in two days. My body feels uncomfortable.”