Su Xi hummed and fell asleep.
Jing Yu put on a coat and tucked Su Xi in carefully. She kissed him again before walking out.
The door creaked open. Xiao Lian, feeling sleepy, suddenly woke and stood up, surprised to see Jing Yu. “You, you’re coming out?”
Jing Yu looked at the night sky and then at Xiao Lian, her voice calm, “Naturally, I have something to do.”
Xiao Lian asked, “You’re leaving now? It’s still deep in the night.”
Jing Yu tilted her head, “Not leaving, but making you go back to sleep. Don’t stay outside anymore. It’s late autumn, and your body is weak. You’ll easily catch a chill.”
Xiao Lian stared at her, feeling warm. Besides her brother, she was the first person who had ever cared for her. Embarrassed, she lowered her head.
In the past, she had always been unkind to her, but Xiao Lian never got angry and continued to care for her and her brother. She resolved to stop disliking her.
Jing Yu lowered her head, aligning her face with Xiao Lian’s. Startled, Xiao Lian gripped the hem of her clothes, held her breath, and flushed red while staring at Jing Yu.
Jing Yu’s face was flushed, with damp hair at her temples from sweat, her clothes loosely draped. She said softly, “If you catch a cold, he will worry again.”
Her mention of “he” was clear; both knew it referred to her brother. Xiao Lian glared at her and turned away. Initially thinking Jing Yu was concerned about her, she realized Jing Yu was worried about her brother instead, softening her expression. Hesitantly, she asked, “Are you worried about my brother?”
Jing Yu glanced towards the room where Su Xi was sleeping and replied softly, “Sort of.”
Xiao Lian, feeling a mix of doubt and sadness, asked, “If you like my brother, why don’t you marry him? He has no one else.”
Jing Yu lowered her eyes and fell silent, perhaps considering that one day she could marry him without worry, if she were still alive by then.
But who knew how much longer her body could hold out? If it weren’t for that matter, she wouldn’t be living so cautiously.
