"Ah yes, the file!"
He spoke a little loudly that made her jump in a scare. Both of them were already jumpy since last night. Nobody knew if they should talk about it or just avoid the topic and let it go.
He widened his eyes, seeing her step back.
"Sorry!" Zhiyuan was apologetic. "I-I scared you. I...I am feeling a little sick so…"
What nonsense am I spouting? Such horrible excuses!
Xinyi was taken aback. "You are sick?"
She hurriedly kept the file on the table and rushed towards him. She placed the back of her palm on his forehead. In the light of his health, all of her anxiety flew away.
Zhiyuan stiffened. Just a moment ago, they were apprehensive and stood at a distance, but now she was suddenly so close to him. His gaze lowered as he saw her worriedly checking on him.
"You don't seem to have a fever. But we can't be sure. Maybe it's a cold."
