Author: Chi Xi Gua Bu Tu Xi Gua Pi
I was running a fever, and my childhood friend cared for me all night.
Early in the morning, I tilted my head sideways, and an incredibly handsome face came into view.
I gradually regained my senses. "Ahhhhh! W-Why are you h-h-here?"
He jolted awake from my scream, his eyes sleepy. "Go on. Yell louder and make everyone in the house come here, why don't you?"
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On Saturday, I roused from my sleep and spotted a familiar handsome face.
Thin, long eyelashes, high nose bridge, smooth, perfect jawline, and almost no visible pores... This face was truly a masterpiece.
But... why was he here?
Dreaming. I must be dreaming.
I poked his face; the sensation in my hand told me it wasn't a dream.
He was a living thing with a body temperature of 98.06 degrees Fahrenheit.
Right as I was about to pretend that nothing had happened, he grabbed my hand.