An Shijin walked to Cheng Anyue's side and sat down. He ignored her surprise and placed his hand on her forehead to feel her pulse.
Although it was still a little hot, it was not as hot as before. It seemed that the fever had subsided.
He lowered his head and met her dark eyes."Are you hungry?"
"En!" Cheng Anyue nodded.
She wasn't actually hungry, but she didn't want him to worry.
An Shijin raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. He frowned and said,""Why are you crying again?"
Cheng Anyue's nose twitched. She looked at him and pouted."I thought you weren't here."
"You're crying when I'm not around?" An Shiyu frowned, his expression a little serious.
Cheng Anyue thought that he was angry and didn't dare to speak, but the more he was like this, the more she felt wronged.
She shifted her gaze away from him, and her tears fell.
