She still remembered how he gently kissed her awake yesterday morning, telling her they would be late for school if she didn't wake up.
She hid under the covers, refusing to get up. He pulled back the covers to kiss her, sucking on her neck, as if trying to draw her entire being into him, to consume her, with a tingling sensation, mixed with pain, until she finally gave in and got out of bed.
Chenxing covered her mouth with one hand, holding back her sobs, tears streaming down her fingers. The lips that were so sensual now were hidden behind an oxygen mask, barely visible.
How much she regretted.
"Shaocheng, can you wake up, please? I'll stop fighting with you. If you tell me to shut up, I'll shut up. I'll listen to you. Please, wake up. Will you do that? If you tell me to see a doctor, I'll go right away. Can you wake up, please?"
