After thinking about it, Han Muzi snuggled in her bed to sleep. It was good to stay hungry for a while since she ate quite a lot during the day and her appetite wasn’t usually voracious. After she got pregnant, she ate and slept a lot more than usual. She knew that she had to restrain herself.
Han Muzi comforted herself this way. Initially, she thought that she would be unable to fall asleep because of her hunger, but she drifted off to sleep a short while after her head hit the pillow.
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Han Qing remained seated at the couch in the living room. He had already finished reading through the newspaper, but he still continued to flip through it. He had no idea how long he had been reading that with seconds and minutes ticking by since.
Creak! The doctor walked out as he opened the door of the room. When she saw the empty room, she paused for a while before her eyes landed on Han Qing, who looked at the doctor as well.
Their gaze met mid-air and Han Qing stood up in the next second. “Doctor?”
“Hello.”
Han Qing looked at the room behind her. “How’s everything?”
The doctor had not noticed Ye Moxuan, but she didn’t find this peculiar at all. After all, this was not the Yuchi residence, so the people here must be Ye Moxuan’s friends instead. While thinking about this, she said, “Her fever is coming down as we speak. Based on my experience, I believe that she will recover soon enough. When her fever has finally receded, she just has to keep warm. There won’t be any further problems.”
“And by the way…” She walked to Han Qing to give him a bag. “These are the medications that she’ll have to take after this. If you are free, please let her know that she should take these and I have already written the instructions on the packets.”
Han Qing politely took over the bag and bowed to the doctor before sending her out. When he returned to the house, he looked at the bag that the doctor had just given him. Seeing that there were a few boxes of medications inside it, Han Qing pursed his lips. After some hesitation, he strode into the room.
In the room, Yan quietly lay on her back with a thick blanket on her. Only her face was flushed in a faded shade of pink due to her fever. Although her cheeks were red, her lips were pale. She looked weak and sickly.
Han Qing walked to her steadily and bent over slightly to put the bag on the desk near her bed. Now that the medicine was placed next to her and the doctor was gone, there was nothing else for him to do here. He could have left right after he left the medicines there. However… Han Qing stood to the ground without moving an inch. After a while, he turned around slowly and looked at Yan’s face nonchalantly.
Under the faint lighting, Yan’s facial features were quite exquisite. She was not the type who looked beautiful at a first glance and she didn’t even have a feminine appeal at all. Her figure was quite bony with her expression and looks resembling that of a young girl. The energetic look when she smiled and her obstinate character even after being rejected was something that he had never encountered. It was quite impossible to say that he wasn’t moved by her at all.
Han Qing had long buried the emotional part of him in his mind. Ever since that incident happened, he no longer focused on love and relationship at all and thought that fate was something he couldn’t ask for. After that, he dedicated his entire life and soul into searching for his sister. As time passed, he no longer knew what love was anymore. It was not that no other women had expressed their feelings to him, but Yan was the first one to love so deeply and tortured herself to this extent. Because of that, Han Qing started to treat his relationships a little more seriously.
When such thoughts flitted across Han Qing’s mind, he realized that he had already sat down by Yan’s bedside when he returned to his senses. Then, he looked at Yan, who was in deep sleep, without uttering a single word. Dozens of seconds passed just like that.
Yan, who had been sleeping, suddenly sobbed. Tears rolled down from her tightly-shut eyes to the soft pillows, disappearing into the cotton. Han Qing lifted his hands subconsciously to wipe the tears off. When his hands were about to touch her tears, he suddenly thought of something and wanted to retract his arms.
However, right at this moment, Yan suddenly opened her eyes as if she had felt something. Tears swam in her beautiful eyes and she froze for a moment when she saw Han Qing before grabbing his hand. “Han Qing, you’re such a bad fellow! How can you do this to me? I like you so much… so, so much… Would it kill you to like me back? I-It won’t hurt you to like me back. Why won’t you even at least try?” Yan said, in between sobs.
Han Qing’s expression immediately darkened as he didn’t expect that she would suddenly wake up. She even saw him and where he placed his hands just now. If she misunderstood him because of this and refused to give up, what should he do if she became more intense with her actions? Thinking of this, Han Qing’s frown deepened and he tried to apply force to withdraw his hands from Yan.
“N-No… Don’t…” When Yan saw that he was about to take his hands away, she hugged his entire arm tightly after getting out of the bed. “I know I’m wrong. I shouldn’t say such nonsense. Please don’t be angry with me…”
Han Qing remained quiet upon hearing that. He had not expected that she would suddenly get out of her bed. When he wanted to pull his arm away from her, he was worried that she might catch a cold. After all, she still ran a temperature. What if her fever becomes more serious? In exasperation, Han Qing only said, “Let go of me and lie back.”
When Yan heard that, she fervently shook her head with tears still in her eyes.
Han Qing frowned and ordered, “Listen to me!”
When his tone became more stern, tears immediately rolled down her cheeks. “How can you do this to me? Isn’t this in my dream? Why… Why do you still order me so fiercely in my dream?”
Han Qing was speechless upon hearing that. So she thinks this is a dream. The fever must have confused her to think that this is a dream.
However, this was even more sorrowful for Yan because her subconscious probably realized that he would only take the initiative to visit her in her dreams. Indeed, Yan hugged his arms in the next second and pitifully said, “I’m already ill yet you would only visit me in my dreams. Since you are here, can’t you say something nice to me?”
When Han Qing heard that, his lips twitched. Say something nice? How do I do that?
When Yan saw that Han Qing had no reaction, she immediately felt miserable and tears rolled down her cheeks again. “Can’t you do that? I thought I’m the master of my dreams? I’m only asking you to say something nice to me. You are so fierce to me usually and I don’t even complain about that.”
This again… Han Qing felt troubled by this as this scenario seemed to be quite familiar. A long time ago, when Yan was drunk, she would also throw tantrums. She was doing the same thing again now that she was both drunk and under the weather.
