Li Qiyu tiptoed out of the room as quietly as possible, afraid of waking Song Jiaye. She was still extremely cautious when closing the door, but the vigilant Song Jiaye was still awakened.
He had had nightmares all night. In the dream, he was dragged to the castration room because he had offended the emperor. He was turned into a eunuch. He begged for mercy frantically, but it was all in vain. The executor smiled sinisterly, "My lord, we'll be quick."
With a swift movement of the knife, Song Jiaye didn't feel much pain, but his lower body felt cold.
When he opened his eyes again, he finally found himself back in the familiar modern world. He felt cold because he had been sitting on the floor sleeping all night. With the deep night and heavy dew, it was the coldest time. How could he not feel cold?
Thinking of that dream, Song Jiaye still felt scared.
Any man would be afraid of such an experience.
Song Jiaye had sat on the floor all night, and his legs were numb. He struggled to stand up and only then noticed that there was a quilt covering him.
This quilt?
It could only have been covered by Li Qiyu.
He looked up at the bed. Li Qiyu was nowhere to be seen.
Song Jiaye rubbed his sore legs. It took him a long time to regain sensation. He sat on the edge of the bed and waited for the numbness to subside before standing up to look for Li Qiyu.
Li Qiyu wasn't hard to find.
As soon as he walked out, he saw Li Qiyu in the living room. She was holding a starfruit that she didn't know where she had found and gnawing on it vigorously.
She couldn't bite through it and got really angry. Hungry and angry, she threw the starfruit out forcefully. The starfruit hit the wall and bounced back, hitting Li Qiyu hard on the head.
Before Song Jiaye could shout "Watch out!", a big bump had already appeared on Li Qiyu's head.
Song Jiaye found that even though he suspected and was angry with Li Qiyu, he still couldn't ignore her. He resignedly walked forward and picked up the starfruit that had several bite marks on it from Li Qiyu's chewing.
Only then did he discover that the starfruit was made of plastic.
It should have been a decoration placed in the living room by the hotel.
Li Qiyu's eyes were full of tears from being hit by the starfruit. Her voice was tinged with sobs as she complained—it was really painful from the hit.
"The starfruits here not only can't be bitten through, but they can even hit people!"
Actually, last night, Song Jiaye had made up his mind to ignore Li Qiyu. He was determined to be an outsider and not cooperate with her act, to see how long she could keep pretending. But seeing Li Qiyu being hit by the plastic starfruit, his body reacted before his mind. He walked forward and took the hand that Li Qiyu had placed on her forehead.
"Come on, let me take a look."
Li Qiyu obediently let him take her hand away. Sure enough, her forehead was already red.
Song Jiaye couldn't help but feel心疼. While he rubbed her forehead gently to prevent it from turning blue and purple, he also started to mutter.
"If you can't bite through that thing, it must not be edible. Is it really necessary for you to get angry with it?"
"How was I supposed to know it wasn't edible!" Li Qiyu really couldn't understand. That thing clearly looked exactly like a starfruit. Moreover, she wasn't just angry because of the starfruit. She said aggrievedly, "Song Jiaye, I'm hungry."
Song Jiaye was even amused by her.
"You get angry and smash things just because you're hungry?"
"I'm hungry and it won't let me eat. Who else should I smash if not it?"
Song Jiaye was both angry and amused. He put down his hand and tidied up Li Qiyu's disheveled bangs, then said,
"Let's go."
"Where are we going?"
"Aren't you hungry? I'll take you to have breakfast."
After walking out of the villa area, Song Jiaye realized that he had miscalculated.
The villa area was located deep inside the hotel. It was still early, and the hotel's shuttle buses hadn't started running yet, and the restaurants were still closed. He and Li Qiyu could only walk out of the hotel on foot.
You should know that even when taking the shuttle bus, this road would take more than ten minutes for a one - way trip. Now walking on foot, it felt like they would never reach their destination.
Li Qiyu was already hungry, and now she had to walk for such a long time. Along the way, she couldn't help but mutter, "How much longer? Song Jiaye, I have no strength left."
Li Qiyu really had no strength left.
Having a good breakfast in the morning was a habit that Li Qiyu had developed since childhood. She didn't have the so - called "waking up on the wrong side of the bed" mood, but she had a "breakfast mood". Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so angry that she accidentally injured herself because she couldn't eat that starfruit.
Now they had walked halfway, and it was an awkward situation. It wasn't a good idea to either continue walking forward or turn back. Song Jiaye originally wanted to persuade Li Qiyu to hold on for a while, but when he turned around and got closer to her, he heard a gurgling sound—that was Li Qiyu's stomach growling.
The growling of her stomach at this moment made Li Qiyu both ashamed and embarrassed. She looked up at Song Jiaye eagerly, with an expression that seemed to say, "Song Jiaye, I'm not pretending. I'm really hungry. Please have mercy on me."
They were in the middle of nowhere, and Song Jiaye really didn't know what to do.
In the end, Song Jiaye could only resign himself to walking in front of Li Qiyu and squatting down.
Li Qiyu looked at him curiously, "What's wrong? Do you have a stomachache?"
Song Jiaye half - bent and looked back, "Get on."
"Ah?"
"Get on. I'll carry you on my back."
Li Qiyu wanted to refuse at first, but Song Jiaye's tone and expression were a bit impatient. "If you keep dawdling, we'll both starve to death here."
Hearing that they would starve to death here, Li Qiyu didn't hesitate anymore and obediently climbed onto Song Jiaye's back.
There was nothing to be shy about. After all, Zhou Donglin had carried her on his back when she was bitten by a snake before. She could just think of the man in front of her as Zhou Donglin.
Thinking like this, Li Qiyu had no psychological burden. Song Jiaye stood up with Li Qiyu on his back. Only then did he realize that she was very light. He didn't even need to exert much effort to carry her.
Song Jiaye couldn't help but feel sorry for her again. She was really more vulnerable than he had thought, both physically and mentally.
Li Qiyu lay on Song Jiaye's back, and her tired feet finally got a break. She suddenly thought of something and asked, "Song Jiaye, we miscalculated. We should have called the hotel manager."
Li Qiyu still remembered that when they checked in, a man who claimed to be the hotel manager had told them that they could ask for help if they had any difficulties.
Song Jiaye asked, "Do you know what time it is?"
"Sure." Li Qiyu had learned how to tell time in the modern world. She took out her phone and looked at it. "It's five minutes to six."
"Exactly. It's so early in the morning. People must still be dreaming. There's no need for us to wake them up."
Song Jiaye had once been poor and suffered hardships. He knew how much of a torture it was for an office worker to get up early.
Li Qiyu didn't expect Song Jiaye to have such a compassionate heart. Maybe it was because Song Jiaye used to be an emperor and had to attend the morning court every day, so he was especially considerate of others?