"Brother Jian, I'm sleepy," she murmured, drifting off, really wanting to sleep, but she was afraid to fall asleep. She feared that once she did, no one would care for her, and when the IV drip finished, inside it wouldn't be medicine, but her very own blood.
Jian Zhiqing gently stroked her forehead.
"Then sleep, Brother Jian is here."
Qin Xiangnuan reached out her hand, placed it on top of his, and then tightly grasped one of his fingers.
"Then, Brother Jian, don't leave, okay?"
"Okay."
"Help me remove the needle."
"Okay."
"You must remember..."
Actually, she couldn't remember much, but somehow, she really felt at ease and could sleep peacefully because she believed, truly believed, that Jian Zhiqing would stay by her side. He never broke a promise, whatever he agreed to, no matter what happened, he would always see it through.
So when she said he wouldn't leave, he really wouldn't leave.