I never intended to tell anyone, so when Qi Yufeng asked why the fridge was full of canned drinks, I always brushed it off. To express a helplessness that words can’t describe? It’s like drawing neat squares on my heart, cutting them out one by one, but the listener can’t see, they might comfort you, saying it’s all in the past, everything’s fine now, but I don’t want comfort, I just want to lock it all inside me, all mine, even if it breaks, it can only shatter within my body, until the day I die, when even the air becomes so light, what else could turn to dust?
At midnight, his fever finally broke, I went to the room, brought a thick quilt to cover him, so he wouldn’t catch a cold again. He just had a fever of 39.7 degrees, almost reaching 40, maybe his brain got fried, but I could take care of him. Like a little kitten, obediently listening to me, from now on, he won’t be able to bully me.
“It’s so hot…”
“Don’t move!” I took the chance to knock his head, then wrapped the quilt tighter, it felt so good~ Haha~ Now it’s my turn, Master Liu, to take charge~! Thinking back to those tough years under his tyranny, my tears were flowing inside, now while he’s sick, I’ll take his life! Knock him a few more times~
“You better stop now.” Ah… Haha… Ha… Seeing him open his eyes in annoyance, he still had some awareness…
“I cooked porridge.”
“I don’t want to eat.” I widened my eyes, after cooking so hard, he dared to say he won’t eat? Does he want to die?!
“Eat!” I couldn’t help but knock him hard again.
“You hit me again!”
