Why am I always causing trouble for him? Why can't I do anything right? I am utterly useless.
"What's the matter? Don't you like what we're eating?" Seeing her motionless, staring at her chopsticks with a troubled expression, Su Chaoyang asked gently.
"No…" She replied despondently, taking the food he offered, "That's ok, you eat. I'll take my time, it's alright."
The wound on Su Chaoyang's chest was healing well; as long as he did not exert himself, there were no problems.
Even though she declined his help, he insisted on feeding her every after taking a bite himself. The two intimately shared a pair of chopsticks, and neither of them appeared at all uncomfortable about it.
The next day, Su Chaoyang intended to go to school to confront Han Wenxuan, but Mu Xiangwan seemed to have guessed his thoughts and stayed in the hospital room from early morning, sticking to him wherever he went, even waiting outside the restroom door.
