After the nurse left, Su Shijie took two pillows and put them behind Chanel, letting her lean half against the head of the bed.
From beginning to end, he was so close to her, and his movements were so gentle and meticulous.
Everything seems to be the same as before.
His breath lingered faintly around her...
As long as she smells this smell, her heart will be at ease.
But every time I look at Su Shijie, my nose feels sore and my eyes are red.
Why does she feel like crying when she sees Su Shijie?
Su Shijie poured her water. Seeing that her hands were inconvenient, Su Shijie personally took the medicine and fed her...
Obviously, his illness is more serious than hers, but he is still taking care of her.
Recalling what Aunt Li had said in her mind, and looking at Su Shijie's pale and haggard face, Chanel's eyes were so painful that it was as painful as a knife.
A hand suddenly covered her eyes, blocking her sight.
Chanel's eyes were dim, and she heard Su Shijie's deep voice: "Don't look at me like that."
"Are you...really just having a fever and cough?"
How she hoped that the conversation she just heard was in her dream, or that she heard it wrong.
Nothing could happen to Su Shijie. How could anything happen to Su Shijie?
If... something happens to him, what will she do?
Chanel's body felt cold - she might have lost hope of living.
Su Shijie coughed twice, and his face returned to a normal look: "What else do you think?"
He looked at her, but his dark brown eyes were black holes that he couldn't see through.
Shanel's throat tightened: "I thought... unless you were seriously ill... you wouldn't go to the hospital with your personality."
"My personality?" Su Shijie seemed to have heard something interesting. He raised his lips and asked with a hint of sarcasm, "It sounds like you know me very well?"
Chanel ignored his sarcastic tone and plucked up the courage to say, "But I just heard Aunt Li say——"
"Aunt Li is taking care of Yiyi at Su's house. What did you hear her say?" Su Shijie reached out and touched her forehead, "The fever is very severe."
Shanel was stunned for a moment, could it really be what she heard in her dream?
She was indeed suffering from a high fever, and she was always in a daze. The dream seemed like reality, and the reality seemed like a dream, making her fall into a foggy hallucination.
Chanel looked out the window and saw that it was getting dark. She remembered that it was afternoon when she came here: "What time is it now?"
"It's about 11 o'clock."
It’s past 11 o’clock?
Chanel was startled and wanted to get out of bed, but Su Shijie reached out to stop her: "What do you want to do?"
"It's too late, I have to go back." Chanel said, "I'm fine, I just got some wind and I'll be fine if I go back and take a nap... But you, on the other hand, are sick and need to stay in bed and rest more."
Su Shijie still held her shoulders, preventing her from moving.
Chanel's mind was groggy and she couldn't help raising her head again and glanced at him: "Su Shijie."
Su Shijie also looked at her quietly and responded: "Yeah."
Shanel's eyes were a little sad, she just looked at him without saying anything else.
Su Shijie asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing," Chanel smiled, her eyes suddenly sparkling with water, "It's just that... I suddenly want to call you."
"..."
"I don't mean anything else. It's rare that I can speak. Maybe... I'm too excited."
In the dream, she kept calling him, reminding him that there was a sea of fire ahead and he must not go there.