"What's there to be sorry for? I have good arms and legs, and I'm not dead. What does it have to do with you?" Di Yating turned over and sat up on the bed. Realizing that his movements were too smooth, he lay back slightly and reached
bedside.
Ou Ya was startled, and quickly stepped forward to help him adjust the height of the head of the bed, and also raised the pillow, "Is this okay?"
"Hmm..." Di Yating responded absently. Ou Ya squatted in front of him, the plumpness of her chest kept dazzling in front of his eyes. Di Yating's eyes were fixed and he couldn't move away.
Hearing her voice, I could barely squeeze out one word.
Realizing that Ou Ya was leaving, he quickly said, "Where are you going?"
She just glanced at him and left in a hurry to see Manji?
Di Yating's face suddenly darkened, and his narrow eyes narrowed.
"Brother Xiangyang probably hasn't left yet. I want to ask him about your situation..." Ou Ya said hesitantly.
When she heard Zeo say something happened to Di Yating, she rushed over without thinking about anything. Now that she thought about it, she remembered that she didn't even ask about his condition.
"Brother has left. What do you want to know? Why don't you ask me directly? I am the person involved." When Di Yating heard that she was not going to find Manji, his face softened and he adjusted his sitting posture.
Ou Ya was startled and asked subconsciously, "Will you tell me the truth?"
"Of course... I will." He was telling the truth if he wanted to tie her up.
Di Yating's face was sincere and there was no trace of lying at all.
Seeing that Ou Ya was still standing still, she frowned and pinched her thigh with her hand under the quilt. She endured the pain and her face turned red, then turned pale again.
Holding back the sweat on his forehead, he looked at Ou Ya with a look of pain on his face.
Ou Ya noticed something was wrong with his face with just one glance, and turned back to him without caring about anything else, "Di Ya Ting, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? I'll call Zeo..."
"I'm fine, don't leave." Di Yating took Ou Ya's hand with his backhand, pulled him towards him, and leaned on Ou Ya's shoulder.
Weakly, "Ou Ya Ya, am I going to die?"
"No, it won't happen. Brother Xiangyang will definitely find a way to save you..." Ou Ya stiffened and responded subconsciously.
"I'm not afraid of death, I just don't want to be alone, Ou Yaya, stay with me." Di Yating tightened his grip on Ou Ya's hand. When he saw Ou Ya nodding without thinking, he smiled and let go of her.
"I'm hungry."
"..." Ou Ya was stunned, apparently unable to react. How could the topic suddenly change so quickly?
Di Yating thought she didn't hear, so he repeated, "I'm hungry."
Only then did Ou Ya confirm that she was not hallucinating.
I wanted to ask something, but when I saw his weak face, I held back, "What do you want to eat, I'll prepare it."
Di Yating pointed at the apple on the bedside table and said, "Peel a fruit first. I'm nauseated and have no appetite for anything else."
Ou Ya had no doubt that he was there. Following Di Ya Ting's request, she picked up an apple and started peeling it seriously.
He looked so focused that he seemed to be unable to see anything but the apple in his hand.
Di Yating didn't say a word, but quietly watched her peeling an apple for him, with the corners of her mouth rising inadvertently.
"alright."
Ou Ya raised her head and handed the peeled apple to him. She met his deep eyes and was slightly startled.
