Gu Wencheng, I Feel So Uncomfortable

Meng Nianyao slept restlessly. Her eyelashes were trembling, and her hand was constantly twitching. Gu Wencheng touched her forehead, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Meng Nianyao murmured something in a low voice. Gu Wencheng leaned over and asked, "What did you say?"

"I don't feel good…" 

"Gu Wencheng, I feel so uncomfortable…" 

Meng Nianyao cried. Her voice was very soft, but it pierced Gu Wencheng's heart like a thorn.

Gu Wencheng bent down and touched Meng Nianyao's forehead, his thumb smoothening her wrinkled eyebrows as if he was comforting a child. "Okay, you won't feel uncomfortable anymore. Go to sleep."

Meng Nianyao was in a daze, and a tear fell from her eyes. Gu Wencheng wiped away her tears and leaned over to kiss her forehead."Be good."

Perhaps Gu Wencheng's comforting words worked; Meng Nianyao gradually fell asleep.