Su Chaoyang wasn't in a hurry, for he understood this girl, knowing what she was thinking inside.
It was already progress that she could sit here in his room obediently, like a newly-wedded wife. How could he expect her to express loving words to him at this moment?
The two of them sat in silence, the girl looking at the floor, the boy observing her. Time subtly ticked away, causing a quiet change in the room's atmosphere without anybody realizing it.
In the end, it was Su Chaoyang who broke the silence first.
Having been unconscious for so long, he inevitably felt thirsty upon waking up. He saw a water bottle placed on the bedside table and shifted slightly to pour himself a glass of water, intending to quench his thirst before starting a "negotiation" with this shy lass.
However, the wound on his chest was too severe. The moment he lifted his arm, he immediately winced in pain, gasping for air.
