Lu Youting asked in a raspy voice by her ear, "Feeling any better?"
Hearing his voice, Jian Si, groggy, mustered all her strength to open her eyes, and upon seeing Lu Youting's face, tears streamed down.
"I thought you had left... Wah wah..."
She clung tightly to Lu Youting's waist, crying like a helpless child.
"..."
Lu Youting didn't speak.
After Ji Mingche came, he realized he was the redundant one and was indeed preparing to return to Jiangcheng.
But before leaving, as if possessed, he came to see her one last time, intending to leave immediately once he was sure she was safe.
Unexpectedly, he found her feverish, while Ji Mingche was nowhere to be found.
He couldn't bring himself to leave her there sick, so he stayed.
Lost in thought, he was jolted back to reality when the person in his arms suddenly moved. Before he could react, his lips were sealed, her distinct fragrance rushed into his nostrils, assailing his thoughts.