Li Sicheng nodded and put two pillows behind Su Qianci's waist to make her more comfortable before he turned around to get her congee.
Hugging the blanket, she couldn't stop her eyes from getting wet. Seeing his figure, she felt her heart wrench inside of her chest. He had never treated someone so nicely, not even grandpa. He loved her. However, she could no longer afford this love.
"Li Sicheng." Su Qianci bit on the comforter and caught him.
Without turning back, he answered, "Yes?" There was relief in his tone, because she had been rescued.
Hearing his voice, she hugged the blanket tighter and called again, "Li Sicheng…"
"Yes." Li Sicheng turned around to look at her and found her face covered in tears. He brought the hot congee to her and placed it on the table. "It's all right now. Don't cry." He moved to wipe her tears away like he used to, but Su Qianci dodged his hand and buried her face into the blanket. He thought she was still terrified.
