Chapter 2 Is It Possible?

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Gu Beihuai thought he was going crazy!

Tang Chuxia's mind went blank after Gu Beihuai's thumb pressed against her lips.

She couldn't snap out of it until a low chuckle reached her ears.

Gu Beihuai held her cheeks in his hands, and the warmth from his palms made Tang Chuxia a bit dizzy. The man so close to her was staring straight into her eyes, as if he wanted to see through her skin and into her soul.

As their breaths intertwined, Tang Chuxia instinctively raised her hand to push away Gu Beihuai, only to find her arms weak and powerless, clearly still under the influence of the medicine.

Seeing that she couldn't push him away, she could only resign herself to letting Gu Beihuai have his way.

Tang Chuxia remembered what happened an hour ago. At that time, she had just parted ways with a traveling doctor when Gu Beihuai happened to find her. She was very nervous because Gu Beihuai was her childhood neighbor, but they never got along. Gu Beihuai disliked her arrogance, and she didn't like his swagger, either.

At that moment, she inexplicably handed Gu Beihuai a cup of ginger tea with something extra. Gu Beihuai was puzzled by Tang Chuxia's actions, but maybe because he was extremely thirsty or afraid of catching a cold, he actually took the ginger tea and drank it.

Looking back, the original sin was hers, and she couldn't claim to be innocent.

Fortunately, Gu Beihuai's appearance met her aesthetic standards, and in such a situation, there seemed to be no harm in helping each other.

But...

Tang Chuxia raised her hand to wrap around Gu Beihuai's waist, clearly feeling the man's tension. She looked up at his cold, handsome face, which would undoubtedly stand out even in her own time.

Her legs felt too weak to stand, and the heat inside surged forward, so she rested her head against Gu Beihuai's neck.

Gu Beihuai's muscles tensed even more. He closed his eyes and exhaled. Under the dim light, one could see puffs of hot air coming from his mouth and nose. The room was indeed cold...

Yet he... felt extremely hot...

Cursing under his breath, Gu Beihuai picked her up and moved to the room's only wooden bed, tossing her onto it and covering her with a blanket.

Tang Chuxia watched his sequence of actions in a daze. Just as she was about to speak, she was met with Gu Beihuai's fierce glare.

"Wait here!"

Leaving just those words, Gu Beihuai rushed out the door, letting in a gust of cold wind that chilled Tang Chuxia to the core, clearing her fuzzy mind somewhat.

Before she could freeze further, the door opened again, and Gu Beihuai came in with firewood, kicking the door shut and throwing the wood beside the bed.

Tang Chuxia peeked over and noticed a small stove next to the bed.

Gu Beihuai used an iron hook to open the stove door and lit the firewood, adding a lot of firewood and coal. As the coal burned, the temperature on the bed began to rise.

With the chill sharpening her senses, Tang Chuxia's mind started to cloud again.

Gu Beihuai placed an aluminum kettle over the stove and then fetched a ceramic basin from a stand. He filled it with plenty of cold water and dunked his face directly in, without mixing in any hot water.

Watching this, Tang Chuxia couldn't help but shiver. What a tough guy, not afraid of the cold?

When Gu Beihuai finally lifted his head, he grabbed a towel to haphazardly wipe his face. With his heated head much clearer, he stood by Tang Chuxia's bed and glanced at the snowflakes outside the window before fixing his gaze on her.

"Care to explain what you gave me to drink?"

He wasn't a fool, and with his mother being a doctor, he knew something about certain special situations. The sudden surge of emotions and the uncontrollable body told him enough upon a brief analysis.

The cold gaze made Tang Chuxia want to laugh. She indeed had done what he thought.

Her usually sickly face became much more vibrant with a smile. Leaning against the wall, she sat up, covered with a military green quilt that smelled of cold wood, calming some of her body's restlessness.

Tilting her head, Tang Chuxia looked at Gu Beihuai and even reached out to hold his clenched fist.

"You take a guess!"

She didn't deny doing something but couldn't admit it either.

Who was Gu Beihuai?

He could break Tang Chuxia's body with a single punch, and with their awkward relationship, she feared she'd be thrown out if she told the truth.

As expected, after her words, Gu Beihuai reversed his grip and pinned her hand above her head.

This time, it was different from before. Gu Beihuai gritted his teeth, "How dare you?"

Seeing he was about to crush her wrist, Tang Chuxia's eyes welled up with tears, and with a flutter of her eyelashes, tears clung to them, the orange light reflecting in a myriad of colors that dazzled Gu Beihuai's eyes.

The strength on his hand unconsciously relaxed, but both were too focused on controlling their bodily urges to notice.

"I'm sorry!"

Her soft, sweet voice made Gu Beihuai grit his teeth. He had no idea she could make such a sound.

Usually, she'd greet him with raised eyebrows and mocking eyes, exchanging a few jabs whenever they met, all because he didn't get along with Hu Mingcheng.

It was the first time Gu Beihuai had seen her begging for mercy.

"Brother Beihuai, I was out of my mind!"

Tang Chuxia continued, feeling unbearably uncomfortable and leaning towards Gu Beihuai. Her tearful eyelashes trembled as if testing their weight limit, or perhaps testing Gu Beihuai's nerves.

But the usually cold and ruthless man showed extraordinary restraint, not giving in.

"Did Hu Mingcheng drink it too?"

He asked through gritted teeth, feeling inexplicable irritation, as if the answer to this question mattered greatly to him.

Tang Chuxia's hair brushed against Gu Beihuai's cheek, but with her wrist immobilized, she couldn't fully collapse into his arms. After a few helpless whimpers, she finally spoke, "He doesn't deserve it!"

The sound of grinding teeth filled the air.

With a bit of sense returning, Tang Chuxia shrank her neck. Finally, tears fell from her eyelashes and landed in Gu Beihuai's other hand.

"He likes my sister, and I'm over it!"

The words, tinged with a sob, pierced Gu Beihuai's ears. Looking at the tears in his palm, he asked, "So you gave it to yourself instead?"

Tang Chuxia obediently nodded, "Brother Beihuai is so clever!"

A curse slipped from Gu Beihuai's mouth, and the veins at his temples throbbed.

Such stupidity, and yet she thought she was being clever. Gu Beihuai just wanted to strangle her to save his eyes.

Tang Chuxia didn't want to hold back anymore. In her past life, she had focused solely on work, never really dating, so in this life, she decided she wouldn't shortchange herself.

The original owner gave up on life, but she wouldn't.

Her lips grazed Gu Beihuai's burning cheek, and her soft, alluring voice murmured in his ear, "Gu Beihuai, can you handle it or not?"

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