“I saw you had no luggage and your clothes were completely soaked, so I got a set of clothes from my dad for you to wear,” she handed over the clothing. “Um… there’s also a new, unopened pair of underwear that my mom bought for my dad during her last shopping trip down the mountain.” Discussing intimate clothing with a strange man was incredibly embarrassing.
“Thank you, you’re so thoughtful!” he sincerely praised. He hadn’t even mentioned it, yet she had already taken care of everything, which was truly considerate.
“Oh no, making guests feel at home is the service principle of our mountain lodge!” Flattered by his praise, she bashfully scratched the back of her neck, finding a grand-sounding reason to cover her special treatment of him.
“I really do feel at home.” His black eyes smiled as he glanced at her, picking up the T-shirt from the top and putting it on immediately.
“Great, it fits perfectly!” She looked and clapped her hands happily. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t have known what to do!”
“Then the owner must have a similar build to me,” he took all the clothes from her hand.
“Pfft~” Luo Yi’an suddenly giggled. “No way, my dad’s physique is nowhere near as good as yours!” She inadvertently praised him so directly, and then felt it was too flattering, wishing she could bite her own tongue in embarrassment.
Her playful manner was fully captured by Wei Tianlang’s eyes. He rarely felt such a clear fondness for the opposite sex, especially since they barely knew each other and in such a short time. But just hearing her speak and seeing her expressions made the corners of his mouth involuntarily lift in a smile, with a familiar feeling as if they had known each other for a long time.
Encountering his gaze, Luo Yi’an’s breathing became erratic. She hurriedly mentioned her other purpose for coming.
“It’s already six o’clock. Come down to the first floor and have dinner after you change!” She looked at him; even in an ordinary T-shirt, he couldn’t hide his inherent noble temperament. She added, “Today the chef and staff are on holiday, so my mom is cooking. It’s just home-style dishes, so don’t look down on it!” She wanted to prepare him mentally to avoid disappointment.
“I hadn’t even asked, and you’ve already thoughtfully arranged everything. I’m too busy thanking you to complain,” he tilted his lips, giving her a sidelong glance.
“That’s good. I’ll go downstairs to help.” Electrified, she hurriedly left in a panic.
Although he wore a T-shirt with a bathrobe, looking somewhat comical, his half-smile expression still made her heart flutter.
Logically, she was long accustomed to tourists coming and going, occasionally seeing attractive men, but she had never felt anything unusual, at most just appreciating them.
But Wei Tianlang was exceptional. His appearance was like a rainbow, adding beautiful colors to her monotonous mountain life, making her unable to resist wanting to pursue and approach him…
What should she do? Her feelings for him seemed to be more than just appreciation, but now included a hint of fondness…
What’s going on? Is there no one in the room? That can’t be right, I didn’t see him go downstairs! And it’s still raining, where could he have gone? His car is still parked outside…” She muttered to herself, feeling utterly puzzled.
Suddenly, a terrifying thought flashed through her mind—
“Ah!” She covered her mouth with a low cry. “Something bad couldn’t have happened, right?” Like sudden death, fainting, or something worse.
She no longer wasted time knocking, and rushed down the stairs in three steps at a time, then back up two steps at once, gasping for breath, urgently opening his room with the backup key.
She stumbled a few steps into the widely open door and saw him lying on the big bed with his eyes closed.
“Mr. Wei?” she called tentatively.
Is he asleep? She doubted.
How could anyone sleep so deeply that no amount of knocking would wake them?
Could he be… dead or unconscious? Thinking this, she anxiously leaned forward, bending down to check his breath.
When she felt his warm, steady breathing, her heart that was hanging in midair finally dropped.
Phew—he’s still breathing, but not waking up is definitely a problem!
“Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei!” Luo Yian called out louder, but he only furrowed his brow, mumbling incoherently and turning over to continue sleeping. “Mr. Wei!”
She reached out to shake him, and upon touching him, she realized his body temperature was abnormal. She quickly felt his forehead and was shocked by how hot he was.
“Fever! He must have caught a cold yesterday.” A worried expression crept across her delicate face, her mind quickly calculating everything she needed to do and prepare for a fever.
She first went to the bathroom and wrung out a wet towel to place on his forehead, then rocketed downstairs, quickly gathering fever medicine and an ear thermometer, went to the kitchen for an ice pack and electrolyte drink, and told her mother about Wei Tianlong’s condition, instructing her to cook some thin porridge, as a patient’s appetite would certainly be poor, and thin porridge would be lighter. Her anxiety and concern were evident in her words.
Returning to the room, the ear thermometer showed he was burning up to nearly 39 degrees, no wonder he was sleeping so heavily. A tight feeling gripped her heart.
Fortunately, she had barged in on her own, otherwise, the fever might have continued to the point of damaging his brain!
Reducing the fever was urgent. She quickly poured a cup of warm water and fed him medicine. “Mr. Wei, wake up for a moment and take your medicine before going back to sleep.”
“Mmm…” He heard her voice and tried hard to wake up, but his whole body felt weak, his eyelids heavy as lead. He could only glance at her before closing his eyes again, expressing himself weakly. “I don’t feel well…”
“I know, because you have a fever. Come, take your medicine. I’ll help you.” Luo Yian sat on the bed’s edge, carefully propping up his upper body, placing the pill in his mouth and carefully helping him drink water, speaking softly in his ear to prevent him from falling asleep again. “Drink slowly, but drink more, so the medicine dissolves quickly. Later, you’ll need to eat something. With an empty stomach, you’ll have no strength and become weaker.”
“Thank you, sorry for the trouble…” Under her gentle movements, he lay back on the bed.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you here,” Luo Yian said softly, gently brushing the slightly disheveled hair from his forehead.
In his hazy state, her soothing voice floated near his ear, and the light fragrance of flowers and grass from her body somehow made him feel inexplicably at peace, like a warm current flowing through his chest, feeling incredibly comfortable.
These subtle moments of tenderness quietly settled in his heart, even in his unclear state of consciousness…
Tao Lesi’s “Fallen CEO”
Chapter 2: Continuous days of rain trapped them in the mountain villa, and Wei Tianlong’s cold further exacerbated his situation, confining him to the guest room all day.
However, Wei Tianlong and Luo Yian didn’t find it boring at all, instead quite enjoying being together.
A heavy rain, a bout of illness, from strangers to familiarity, from familiarity to mutual affection, drew them closer.
Finally, on the fourth day of Wei Tianlong’s arrival at the mountain villa, the rain stopped, and his cold symptoms completely healed under Luo Yian’s meticulous care.
The resting staff were divided by the landslide location, those below continuing their leave, those above returning to work. The mountain villa’s other key figure—the kitchen chef—also returned to his post, which meant Wei Tianlong could now enjoy their villa’s proudest cuisine.
