Liang Yunsheng woke up from her daze. Her head hurt, but the heavy feeling on her body was much lighter. Her neck, wrists, and shoulders were really sore.
'Last night... What happened?' she thought.
She tried to recall what happened.
She felt a little uncomfortable when she came back from Yin Junze's place. She vomited on the way home. Then, after she went home, she directly fell on the bed and didn't eat dinner.
She seemed to have a fever?
It was probably because her stomach wasn't feeling good. She got out of the car recklessly and caught a cold wind.
There was a slight pain on the back of her hand. She touched it and found that it was covered with medical tape.
Liang Yunsheng fully opened her eyes and carefully focused on it. She found that the bed she was lying on seemed to be a little strange. This room...
She turned her head and found someone on the other side of the bed. The bedside lamp gave off a dark orange color. It wasn't eye-piercing, but it was enough to see the person's face clearly.
It was Yin Qianchen. He sat there and stared at the book in his lap.
"I..." Liang Yunsheng tried to speak, and her voice was very hoarse.
"Yes, you had a fever last night." Yin Qianchen felt the movement beside him and turned his face to look at her.
Right.
Memories gradually returned to her. She thought of some things. Last night, she felt very uncomfortable and had a strange dream. It was as if she was about to die. She reached out and grabbed the only hand that could save her.
That pair of hands should be Yin Qianchen's...
She felt very hot and a pair of hands would come to cover her with the blanket. That was also Yin Qianchen.
"Thank you for your trouble." Liang Yunsheng thought about it and didn't know what to say. "Thank you."
Perhaps it was because of the strange lights at night, but Yin Qianchen's expression didn't look real. His face had a faint gentleness. "Who am I to you?" he said, rubbing her head.
"Um... benefactor?" Liang Yunsheng blinked her watery eyes, pursed her lips, and stole a glance at him from the bottom to the top.
Yin Qianchen said nothing.
It seemed that his answer was wrong.
Liang Yunsheng blushed in embarrassment. "Fiancé?"
"Since you haven't forgotten my identity, you should know that there's no need to be so polite and say thank you to me."
But...
'You clearly don't need to take care of me personally,' she thought.
Liang Yunsheng didn't say it out loud. She couldn't tell what the illness of the night had brought her. At least she saw Yin Qianchen, who seemed to have become strange...
She blinked and didn't notice the uncomfortable feeling of perspiration on her body. It was very strange.
She was really sick yesterday. She barely finished taking the medicine and didn't care about anything. She directly put on her clothes and fell on the bed, but... Now she was wearing pajamas!
"Oh... these clothes..." Liang Yunsheng glanced at Yin Qianchen and asked...
"You were covered in sweat last night, so I helped you wipe it off and then changed into clean pajamas. Is there a problem?" Yin Qianchen's words were as natural, as if it was small talk.
"What? Y-you... don't tell me..." Liang Yunsheng shrank into the quilt and looked at Yin Qianchen eagerly. "Don't tell me... you... changed my clothes personally?"
Yin Qianchen put down the book and turned to the side, pressing on Liang Yunsheng's body. "I can't change your clothes? Do you want your body to be seen by others?"