Finally.
The sound of water stopped.
Han Xiaoye hurriedly put on her pants like her butt was on fire and flushed the toilet.
"I... I'm done."
Fu Zhiyan turned around, picked her up, and carefully placed her on the bed. As soon as she touched the bed, Han Xiaoye immediately hid under the covers, as if it could alleviate her uneasiness.
Fortunately, Fu Zhiyan didn't mind and went back to the bathroom. The sound of rushing water could be heard again...
Han Xiaoye stuck her head out from under the blanket and stared at the bathroom, speculating with a wicked curiosity whether Fu Zhiyan was also using the toilet.
At that moment, the bathroom door creaked open.
The cold and aloof man walked to her bedside with a steaming towel in his hand and said, "Give me your hand."
Han Xiaoye, puzzled, reached out her hand, and Fu Zhiyan carefully wiped it with the towel. His furrowed brow finally relaxed.
Han Xiaoye was going crazy!
Han Xiaoye was furious!
Even though she was dumb, she realized that this man was clearly disgusted that she didn't wash her hands after using the toilet! She didn't do it on purpose. She was too embarrassed and just wanted to escape as quickly as possible. How could he go so far as to heat up a towel and wipe her hands? She hadn't even showered all day, and he had hugged her earlier!
Fu Zhiyan completely failed to perceive her deep resentment. After wiping her hands, he tucked her in again. He rubbed his throbbing temples, looking exhausted. "It's only 4:10 am now. Take a nap. I'll have someone check on you after the doctor starts work at 9 am."
"What about you?"
"I'll take a nap on the sofa." Fu Zhiyan naturally walked towards the sofa.
Finally.
The relentless sound of water stopped.
Han Xiaoye hurriedly put on her pants like her butt was on fire and flushed the toilet.
"I... I'm done."
Fu Zhiyan turned around, picked her up, and carefully placed her on the bed. As soon as she touched the bed, Han Xiaoye immediately hid under the covers, as if it could alleviate her uneasiness.
Fortunately, Fu Zhiyan didn't mind and went back to the bathroom. The sound of rushing water could be heard again...
Han Xiaoye stuck her head out from under the blanket and stared at the bathroom, speculating with a wicked curiosity whether Fu Zhiyan was also using the toilet.
At that moment, the bathroom door creaked open.
The cold and aloof man walked to her bedside with a steaming towel in his hand and said, "Give me your hand."
Han Xiaoye, puzzled, reached out her hand, and Fu Zhiyan carefully wiped it with the towel. His furrowed brow finally relaxed.
Han Xiaoye was going crazy!
Han Xiaoye was furious!
Even though she was dumb, she realized that this man was clearly disgusted that she didn't wash her hands after using the toilet! She didn't do it on purpose; she was too embarrassed and just wanted to escape as quickly as possible. How could he go so far as to heat up a towel and wipe her hands? She hadn't even showered all day, and he had hugged her earlier!
Fu Zhiyan completely failed to perceive her deep resentment. After wiping her hands, he tucked her in again. He rubbed his throbbing temples, looking exhausted. "It's only 4:10 am now. Take a nap. I'll have someone check on you after the doctor starts work at 9 am."
"What about you?"
"I'll take a nap on the sofa." Fu Zhiyan naturally walked towards the sofa.
Han Xiaoye, for some reason, quickly grabbed his hand.
"Hmm?" Fu Zhiyan turned his head.
"Well... um..." D*mn it, why was she stuttering? Just say it!
She closed her eyes and gathered her courage. "Do you want to sleep together?"
"Are you inviting me?" Fu Zhiyan raised an eyebrow, his eyes filled with a glacial frost.
Han Xiaoye widened her eyes, "No, you misunderstand! I don't mean that. I mean, you've stayed up all night taking care of me. I thought the bed is big enough for both of us. Don't worry, I definitely don't have any designs on your beauty or anything..." She was so embarrassed, she was just blabbering nonsense. Why did it feel like the more she explained, the more confused she became?
"Okay."
"Huh?"
Fu Zhiyan's icy gaze softened, and he said, "I said okay."
The other side of the bed sank as Fu Zhiyan lay down next to her. Han Xiaoye felt the corner of the blanket being lifted, letting in a cold breeze. Then, a slender figure lay beside her.
Her body stiffened like an iron board, not daring to move at all.
She didn't know how much time had passed when she heard the steady breathing of the man next to her. She cautiously stole a glance, just one glance, and couldn't look away.
His eyebrows were pitch dark. The ancient poems describing a good-looking man perfectly fit Fu Zhiyan.
Han Xiaoye slowly turned her body, her gaze falling on his tightly pursed rose-colored lips.
Fu Zhiyan's lips were very attractive.
They were perfectly thin, seemingly cold and ruthless, but with a natural curve at the corners that made them tender. However, most of the time, their owner pressed them into a straight line, displaying a cold and ruthless demeanor to others.
Han Xiaoye's gaze shifted to the man's closed eyes.
His unbelievably long eyelashes rose and fell with his breath, incredibly beautiful. But...
Unconsciously, she reached out her hand and lightly touched the dark mark beneath the man's eyes. She felt confused and lost...
"If you don't sleep soon, I'll assume you can't sleep."
While she was lost in thought, the man's tired and hoarse voice suddenly sounded.
Fu Zhiyan hadn't been asleep?!
She quickly retracted her hand and desperately tried to explain, "Who said I can't sleep? Clearly, I fell asleep, and you woke me up."
Silence was the response she received, followed by steady breathing.
Han Xiaoye nervously held her breath and waited for a while, but Fu Zhiyan didn't say anything. She whispered softly, "Fu Zhiyan, are you asleep?"
"..."
"Fu Zhiyan."
Before the second word could be uttered, the man with closed eyes furrowed his brows and reached out his long hand, pulling her into his embrace.
"Shut up and go to sleep."
Han Xiaoye's heart was pounding incessantly, her forehead resting against the man's chest, and she could hear his steady and powerful heartbeat. Slowly, slowly, her heartbeat merged with his.
She thought she would have trouble falling asleep, but in this reassuring embrace, she soon drifted into a sweet dream.
As she fell into a deep sleep, the man with closed eyes finally opened his eyes. In his ink-black eyes, there was no trace of sleepiness. He lowered his head and looked at the person curled up in his arms like a docile octopus. A feather-light kiss landed on her forehead, "Goodnight, my little child bride."
...
Han Xiaoye was awakened by a constant "tsk tsk" sound in her ears. She frowned and opened her eyes in exasperation.
A baby-faced person loomed before her eyes, greatly startling her!
"Qin Fang!"
The person who was being yelled at seemed completely oblivious and instead wore a mischievous smile, winking and puckering his lips. "Oh, my little niece is in a bad mood after waking up."
D*mn it, anyone would get angry if they were awakened while sleeping peacefully. It had nothing to do with being in a bad mood!
Han Xiaoye felt displeased.
Right! Fu Zhiyan!
She belatedly looked around and realized that there was no one on the bed. She couldn't determine whether she felt more relieved or disappointed.
Qin Fang, wearing a white coat, leaned in with a sly smile. "Little niece, why are you looking so terrified at the side? Could it be that someone slept next to you last night? Haha, let me guess who it was."
There were only two people in the ward last night, her and Fu Zhiyan. Qin Fang was obviously referring to Fu Zhiyan.
Han Xiaoye's eyes darted back and forth, turning her head repeatedly seven or eight times, before she retorted with great disdain, "Do you think everyone is like you, full of perverted thoughts? I was just doing stretching exercises. The book says that rotating the neck in the morning promotes blood circulation. If you do it a few more times, your back won't ache, your legs won't hurt, you'll have more strength to climb five floors, and your brain won't cramp."
"What book? I've never heard of it?" Qin Fang seemed interested and imitated her movements, twisting his neck in a particularly comical manner.
Han Xiaoye was certain, absolutely and resolute, that Qin Fang was deliberately teasing her! Just as she was holding back, not knowing how to retaliate, someone walked in from outside...
"What foolishness are you up to again?"
Deep and indifferent.
That voice belonged to Fu Zhiyan!
Han Xiaoye lifted her head and, as expected, saw the man who exuded coldness entering with an icy aura, accompanied by... Ji Shuya!