When Xu Tingyu returned to the room with the first - aid kit, she saw Qi Shifeng had pulled the quilt over his head.
She was a bit surprised. She glanced at the room temperature, which was still a constant 26 degrees Celsius. It wasn't cold, was it?
Could it be because of the fever?
She walked over and casually pulled the quilt down a bit. "I've asked Mama Zhang to contact the family doctor. You should first..."
The words "take the medicine" died in her throat.
She didn't expect that this man was actually crying silently under the quilt.
Under the dim light, tears slid down from the corners of his closed eyes and dripped onto the pillow without a sound.
His shoulders trembled slightly with his silent sobs, as if he was suffering great pain, like a giant on the verge of collapse.
This kind of silent crying showed even deeper despair and helplessness.
After the quilt was lifted, Qi Shifeng finally opened his eyes. Seeing her standing in front of him, he turned his face away and said two words, "Get out."
Then he rolled over and buried his face in the pillow, no longer looking at her.
Xu Tingyu's heart was in turmoil.
In all the years she'd known him, she'd never seen this man cry.
Was it because he was feeling too uncomfortable from the illness, or because of what Youyou had said just now, or perhaps because of Xie Yu's current situation?
She stood there staring at him for a long time. Finally, she sighed and stepped forward. "Take the medicine first."
The man didn't move or say a word. He still maintained his original position.
She waited for a while. Eventually, she lost her patience. She simply put the medicine aside, knelt on the edge of the bed, and directly touched his face, gently but firmly lifting it up.
His tears had stopped, but when she held his face and their eyes met, his eye - circles quickly turned red again.
The man's hair was in disarray. Fine, glistening teardrops hung on his thick eyelashes. With his outrageously handsome face, his thin lips were slightly parted.
He was like a delicate and fragile ice crystal, making it hard for people to look away.
And at the same time, it made people want to be malicious and make him cry even harder.
Xu Tingyu licked her dry lips and ignored the sudden evil thought in her heart.
"What on earth are you so sad about? If you're sick, get treated. If you're worried about Youyou, spend more time with him. If you're sad about Xie Yu's situation, then try your best to find a doctor for her."
Qi Shifeng was stunned by her scolding. Then even the area under his eyes turned red.
It was simply a great insult. He was so sad, but she didn't even think about what he was sad about.
"Yes, I deserve this. Don't bother with me."
Although he said so, he didn't even want to push her hand away. He just averted his eyes.
Xu Tingyu was dumbfounded. How could this man be so good at acting coquettishly? Had he gone for some special training?
She took another deep breath and softened her tone. "I didn't mean that you deserve this. It's just that you shouldn't torture your body. Take the medicine first."
She was insistent on feeding him the medicine, so Qi Shifeng took another fever - reducing pill with the water from her hand.
After taking it, he frowned and said, "It's bitter."
Why was he acting coquettishly again?
Xu Tingyu was shocked. Could it be that the side - effect of this man being sick was that he liked to act coquettishly?
While she was in a daze, the man suddenly reached out and pulled her onto the bed.
Xu Tingyu instinctively wanted to sit up, but he pressed his leg against her, pulling her entirely into the quilt and into his arms.
Her slender calves were firmly pressed by him. Unable to struggle free, she could only growl at him, "Let me go."
But the man snuggled closer on his own, burying his face in the crook of her neck. "It's not a viral cold. It's not contagious. Let me hug you for a while."
His fingers ran through her smooth and silky hair. His feverish lips rubbed against the skin on her neck, a kind of desire more alluring than a gentle kiss.
Xu Tingyu's face burned. It was as if she had caught his fever. She felt parched.
Before she could say anything else, the man grabbed her hand, lifted her almost transparent pajamas, and slid it into his chest, pressing it against his heart.
What her hand touched was firm muscle, and it felt quite good.
Xu Tingyu's rationality told her that she should pull her hand back and scold him for being shameless.
But her hand instinctively rubbed back and forth a few times and even pinched him.
The man let out a low laugh. He seemed to regard her as a human - shaped pillow and rubbed his head against the crook of her neck a few times.
The fine hair brushed against her earlobe and jaw, making her itchy. She immediately pushed him. "Let me go. You're so heavy."
Actually, most of his body weight wasn't on her, but for some reason, being entangled in his arms like this made it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Qi Shifeng's breath was extremely hot. He let out a soft hum, which was both alluring and sexy. "Why didn't you say that before?"
He had kept in good shape. Over the years, his weight had increased by no more than one jin.
He had also hugged her like this to sleep before. At that time, she had slept soundly, hadn't she?
Could it be that after having other experiences, she now disliked him in every way?
The more he thought about it, the angrier and more aggrieved he became. He couldn't help but tighten his embrace and readjust his position, almost pulling her onto his body.
Xu Tingyu was in a complete mess.
His breath was like a gentle feather, lightly brushing against her ear. It stirred up a hazy and deadly heat from the tip of her ear.
It made her whole face burn with a hot wave.
For a moment, she really didn't know who was actually having a fever.
The two of them didn't say a word for a while. Xu Tingyu's gaze fell on their hands, which had somehow intertwined their fingers.
His shirt cuff was rolled up, revealing a strong and muscular forearm. His long fingers were tightly intertwined with hers. He was as fair - skinned as she was, and it was a pleasant sight.
"Tingyu, I know I've done a lot of wrong things in the past, but I really regret it."
"I don't expect your forgiveness, but please don't ignore me. I can't bear it."
She didn't know how much time had passed. Just when Xu Tingyu thought he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly spoke.
His voice was very soft, like a murmur.
But it was like a thunderbolt in Xu Tingyu's heart.
He was actually begging her!
The great Qi Shifeng was actually begging her so humbly not to ignore him.
Was he delirious from the fever? Would he regret it so much after waking up tomorrow that he would kill her to cover it up?
Xu Tingyu's mind was even more chaotic than before. She didn't say a word for a moment.
Qi Shifeng didn't know whether she had agreed or refused. His voice became even lower. "But I promise you, I've never liked anyone else, nor have I had a relationship with anyone else."
Although he had been very harsh to her before, it wasn't because of other women. It was just because he was ungrateful.
Moreover, from beginning to end, he had never touched another woman, nor had he ever wanted to.
Xu Tingyu couldn't help but frown. "So what? Should I build a chastity memorial arch for you?"
Not having a relationship with anyone else was something to be proud of?
Wasn't she the same?
Did he think he could get forgiveness with this? He must be dreaming.