The room was quiet now. There was no one else in the room except him.
'Is she... not around?' He lowered his eyes gently and stared at his empty hands.
Even if he had forced her to stay in the mansion, she still would not stay with him. Just like his father and mother. Though he had desperately begged them to stay, they still left him in their own way.
'Am I going to be all alone after all?
'Alone, just like before... Why should I care? Wasn’t I alone before I met her?
'The only person I can rely on is myself!'
However, even if he thought so, there was still a pain spreading throughout his body as if there were dense needles pricking him.
Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open and a figure walked in.
Yi Jinli stared blankly at the approaching figure with a touch of surprise in his eyes.
"Huh? You're awake. I’ve just made some porridge. I meant to give it to you when you woke up later." Ling Yiran put the porridge on the bedside table beside him as she spoke. Naturally, she reached out her hand to his forehead.
'Hmm, his temperature has dropped. It still feels a little hot though, but it's much better than before.'
"Your temperature has dropped. I'll take your temperature with the ear thermometer later," said Ling Yiran.
"Did you… go to make porridge?" murmured Yi Jinli.
Ling Yiran stiffened immediately. Yi Jinli's hug was not that tight. She knew that she could push his hands away with just a little push.
However, her hands seemed so heavy now that she could not lift them to push him away.
'Is it because I'm overwhelmed by his vulnerability and attachment?'
Ling Yiran froze and let Yi Jinli hold her. Sometime later, he finally loosened his arms when the porridge had turned cold.
"Eat... your porridge." She finally managed to find her voice. Then, she filled a bowl of porridge from the pot with a small spoon and handed it to him.
He raised his hand to take it, but he was so weak that the bowl of porridge in his hand almost toppled onto the bed.
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