An Xi clearly noticed that Yan Qing’s “ah” had attracted “friendly and kind gazes” from other patients getting injections or accompanied by their friends…
“Nonsense… You’re getting an injection and still arguing with me, hmm? If you don’t eat soon, it’ll get cold.”
Whether intentional or not, Yan Qing’s tone was so gentle it seemed water could drip from it, and his doting glance was enough to “drown someone without compensation”!
Yan Qing was actually enjoying those “friendly and kind gazes”, wanting everyone to envy An Xi… and incidentally, to spoil An Xi so she could never leave him.
“…Okay then…”
An Xi could only bite the spoon and eat small mouthfuls.
Perhaps because she hadn’t eaten anything all morning, the lean meat and preserved egg congee tasted incredibly delicious. While eating, she stopped caring about the surrounding people, eagerly watching Yan Qing’s spoon, waiting for the next bite.
After the injection, An Xi recovered some energy and pulled Yan Qing to the infirmary door, planning to breathe some fresh air… but the next second, she was shocked by the deep water on the ground…
This… this depth could definitely submerge two-thirds of her calves!
Only now did An Xi notice Yan Qing was wearing rain boots… Ah, wearing these plain rain boots, Yan Qing was still so handsome, truly her boyfriend!
But now the problem was…
An Xi looked down… how could she, wearing cotton slippers, manage?
“Come up!”
Yan Qing squatted down and said to An Xi.
“…Ah?”
Seeing his posture, An Xi was startled… he wasn’t going to carry her, was he?
“What’s wrong?”
Yan Qing didn’t turn back, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.
“This… isn’t good… I’m a bit heavy…”
An Xi quietly looked at her fingers, feeling quite embarrassed doing this for the first time.
“Mm, I know, you are a bit heavy… I carried you here just now.”
Yan Qing’s words were full of laughter, anticipating the girl behind him was now blushing, and slowly added: “But I can still carry you, and I don’t mind if you’re a bit heavier.”
“…” Angry but feeling like she’d punched cotton.
An Xi puffed out her cheeks and simply threw herself onto Yan Qing, muttering softly: “I’ll press you down!
Well, who will suppress whom… we’ll see.” He answered with an ambiguous tone. An Xi only blushed after he had walked five steps… Was she thinking too far ahead… But she still felt so shy… Covering her face… Sensing the small movements behind him, Yan Qing’s steps became even lighter. In the rain curtain, he carried her step by step towards the dormitory, while she held an umbrella for him from behind. Together, they seemed like they could do anything… — Isn’t this simple feeling a kind of plain happiness?
★, Chapter Nineteen
