Chapter 191: He Could Have Endured It
Wen Yanqing ca out with a calm expression and handed her the phone. He picked up the warm water on the table and drank it.
“Where’s your dicine?” Lin Gantang asked.
“I ate it.” Wen Yanqing put down the empty cup.
At around ten o’clock, Wen Yanqing’s fever rose again. His body temperature was more than 39 degrees Celsius.
The fever kept returning. Lin Gantang gave up on the idea of leaving. She wrung a wet handkerchief and wiped his forehead and palms to cool him down. She patiently and carefully told him to drink water and rest.
Wen Yanqing was imrsed in every inch of her tenderness.
“Is there anything you want to eat for lunch?” Lin Gantang sat quietly beside him, flipping through recipes on the internet.
“I’ll do it.”
“You’re sick. Maybe next ti. If you don’t particularly want to eat it, I’ll see what I can do.”
“You…” Wen Yanqing opened his mouth.
Lin Gantang waited for a long ti but didn’t hear his next words. She tilted her head and looked at him, puzzled.
“Do you want to move in with ?” Wen Yanqing tightened his grip on the glass of water, his eyes filled with anticipation.
It seed like Lin Gantang hadn’t seen him speak in such a careful tone for a long ti. Although he hid it well, she still noticed it.
It seed that he would carefully probe her when they had just confird their relationship. Later on, when they had been together for a long ti, he let go of himself even more. His words and actions inadvertently revealed that he could not be rejected.
So the question just now was very important to him, right? He had to ask for her opinion like this.
Lin Gantang looked at him seriously.
Wen Yanqing smiled when he saw this. “I’m just asking. It’s okay if you think about it.”
Lin Gantang nodded.
After lunch, Lin Gantang handed him the dicine and took the bowls into the kitchen.
Wen Yanqing looked at the pills in his hand.
He liked Lin Gantang. He liked the food she cooked for him. He liked her caring gaze. He liked her lying beside him. He liked her to always be by his side.
If she hadn’t co during this bout of illness, if she hadn’t taken care of him carefully and gently, if she hadn’t given him a taste of what he had been longing for, he would have been able to endure it.
She did not agree to his request to live together.
What’s the use of getting better? It’s better to continue having a fever.
Wen Yanqing went to the washroom and lowered his eyes to hide his emotions. He coolly threw away the dicine prescribed by the family doctor again.
Unexpectedly, he turned around and bumped into Lin Gantang, who was standing outside the washroom.
Wen Yanqing froze.
Lin Gantang did not get angry, but her gradually cold expression made Wen Yanqing feel uneasy.
“Gantang.” Wen Yanqing nervously went forward to pull at her.
Lin Gantang did not dodge, but her tone was stiff. “Is this the reason why the fever can’t go down?”
Wen Yanqing could not speak.
“You hard your own health, and 1 was worried. Are you happy?”
“No…”
“Then why? Don’t tell you find the dicine bitter. You’re not a three-year-old child, and neither am 1. Don’t lie.” Lin Gantang questioned as she struggled to free herself from his grip.
Wen Yanqing gripped her even tighter, afraid that she would leave.
Lin Gantang stared into his eyes stubbornly. For a mont, the two of them were in a deadlock.
Wen Yanqing gradually panicked. He was really afraid that the way she looked at him would be as cold as before.
“I don’t want you to leave,” he said in a low voice.
Lin Gantang was stunned. She didn’t expect such a simple reason.
Why did it have to be like this? Couldn’t he just say it directly?
In the end, it was because there was still a sense of uneasiness in his heart that had not been cleared away; an uneasiness that existed because of her. Just like when she had co over yesterday, the barefooted Wen Yanqing, who had been feverish and groggy, told her that he was afraid that she would leave.
“I’m not doing enough, that’s why you’re so worried, right?” Lin Gantang choked..
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