Five minutes later…
The hospital room now had one less person– Feng Xue having left in a huff no more than a minute ago. Which could be considered Yang Jingshen's win. And the two people who were left alone to stare at each other in silence…
"..."
"..."
Yang Jingshen clicked his tongue and settled himself into a more comfortable position on the narrow hospital bed. "You sure are persistent.", he muttered in an undertone, but there was no real heat in his voice.
"These peaches are from a private orchard." Luo Cheng slightly lifted the bag he was carrying in his hand. "I thought to bring you some because you like sweet foods."
"... I thought I made it clear that I didn't want to see anyone yet?"
"Do you want me to cut them for you? They are sweet and tasty. Very fresh too. You'll like them."
"... Hey! Are you ignoring me?"
