Chapter 16-17: I will not let you go just because you are sick_1

Looking up, she saw the impending storm clouds of Si Mo's deeply sullen face, with a darkness that scared her.

Looking around her, she realized she was in a bedroom on the second floor.

Yet, she clearly remembered falling asleep on the living room sofa. How could this be?

A sudden thought flickered across Xia Yiwan's mind, but before she could even confirm it, her chin was seized harshly someone.

"Who were you yelling just now?" Si Mo's voice was as cold and relentless as ice, it seemed to be squeezed from the gap between his teeth.

As a sharp pain seared across her chin, Xia Yiwan opened her mouth to say she hadn't called out to anyone. But then she remembered the scene of her dream.

"I didn't call anyone." Confusion and fear painted Xia Yiwan's face its colour draining under the man's icy gaze.

Gu Chen was the most cherished person in her heart.

"Did you dream about Gu Chen?" The deep darkness in Si Mo's eyes held an ocean of depth, but his voice was as soft as a lover's murmur.

Xia Yiwan was panicked, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Si Mo's slender fingers were gently caressing her chin, his lips curling up into a smirk, "So, it's him that you like!"

His lips wore a smile, but his eyes were devoid of any warmth.

"No, I didn't!" Xia Yiwan felt a tinge of guilt, and she quickly averted her eyes as she denied it.

Si Mo's words had pierced into her deepest secret.

She did like Gu Chen, a crush that had started in middle school and lasted for ten years.

But she could never admit to it in front of Si Mo.

"Really?" Dark clouds hovered ominously in Si Mo's deep black eyes.

She stared into his eyes and was filled with fear. Before she could react, she was thrown onto the large bed.

"No, don't!" Xia Yiwan practically rebounded from the bed in fright.

Si Mo's hand paused, but she had already stumbled out of the bed and rushed into the bathroom.

As soon as she shut the door, Xia Yiwan slid down the door to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

Listening to the cries from the bathroom, Si Mo irritably tossed aside the towel in his hand.

After a long time, there was a sudden sound of something heavy falling in the bathroom.

"Bang!"

Si Mo was startled and immediately rushed to the bathroom door, but he heard the sound of splashing water inside.

Si Mo was relieved, and leaning against the wall, he sat down on the carpet, closing his eyes in exhaustion.

"You've been in the bath so long, are you trying to deafen me?"

Xia Yiwan paused, quietly turned off the shower, dried herself, wrapped herself in a towel, and opened the bathroom door.

"Come and sleep now!"

Xia Yiwan hesitated for a moment before slowly shuffling towards the edge of the bed, lying down lightly on the side of the bed farthest from Si Mo.

Suddenly, the air rippled as a soft quilt descended onto her.

Xia Yiwan was surprised to hear Si Mo's impatient voice: "Cover yourself properly with the quilt. I won't let you off sky easy just because you're sick!"

Without a word, Xia Yiwan pulled the quilt over herself.

Xia Yiwan did not know when she fell asleep, only to wake later to find Si Mo's figure gone from her side.