Chapter 70: Chapter 46: Dare to Question?
Fu Yisi’s kiss was deep and intense, contrary to his usual reserved deanor, and Ji Sang’s startled cry was muffled in his mouth.
Her waist was restrained by his strong hand, leaving Ji Sang unable to move, only able to tilt her head back and endure it.
She had never imagined that her first kiss would be so unexpectedly natural and yet so extraordinary.
Unbearably hot.
This was not like the pure and beautiful first kiss she had imagined; Ji Sang felt as if electricity was coursing through her body cells, spreading a tingling sensation throughout her body, making her shiver.
The man’s hands, dry and slightly cool, sohow beca scorchingly hot, burning through her clothes, making Ji Sang almost believe that the patch of skin at her waist was no longer her own.
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Her breathing was almost entirely taken away by the man.
Ji Sang felt the overhead light dizzying, and instinctively closed her eyes.
But the sensation on her lips beca even more pronounced…
Just when she was about to run out of breath, the man finally released her lips, moving to the side of her face, lightly touching below her earlobe.
“Still dare to doubt?”
Ji Sang suddenly opened her eyes, crashing into Fu Yisi’s eyes, which were darker and deeper than usual, with a slight lift at the corners.
“Hmm? Still dare?”
His voice rose in a sexy arc, and as it fell, as if to confirm his threat, Fu Yisi lowered his head and blew gently beside her ear.
Ji Sang’s body tensed sharply, her hands pushing against Fu Yisi’s chest, shaking her head.
“No… I dare not.”
Yet, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
So it was just a scare; she had thought… he was really serious…
Because of that kiss, the warmth on Ji Sang’s face never subsided; even while bathing, she accidentally got distracted, not realizing the bathwater had turned cold until her wandering mind was pulled back.
Coming out, Fu Yisi was already done washing in the next room. Hearing her, he naturally walked up to Ji Sang, picked her up, and placed her on the sofa at the foot of the bed.
His gaze fell on the wet gauze on Ji Sang’s shin, and his delicate brows furrowed.
“How could you be so careless?”
Ji Sang touched her nose guiltily. Could she say it was because she was reminiscing about that kiss that she accidentally fell into the water?
No way! Over her dead body!
Fu Yisi knelt down, skillfully replacing the gauze, pausing when he touched Ji Sang’s cold feet.
“Do you always feel your hands and feet are cold?”
She had just taken a bath, and already the temperature was so low, and last ti on the first day of her nstrual period, she was in so much pain that her face turned pale.
“Yes.”
Ji Sang nodded naturally, as if she was used to this issue.
Fu Yisi pursed his lips slightly.
“Find so ti to go to the hospital.”
Ji Sang waved her hand.
“It’s useless.”
The man suddenly looked up at her, Ji Sang smiled indifferently.
“I’ve taken a lot of Chinese dicine over the years, it didn’t work. It’s an old ailnt from childhood.”
Childhood…
Again, the childhood.
Fu Yisi’s gaze darkened. Stomach problems also because of childhood.
What exactly did she experience during her ti in the orphanage?
Perhaps the man’s gaze was too deep, too heavy, even too invasive; Ji Sang’s eyelashes trembled, her fingers nervously twisting a corner of her bathrobe.
“Do you want to ask what happened to in my childhood?”
The man didn’t speak, but his eyes conveyed everything to Ji Sang.
“Actually…”
“You don’t have to say.”
Both of them spoke at the sa ti, Ji Sang froze for a mont, and Fu Yisi lowered his head to gently place her foot down.
“Ji Sang, I don’t want you to rember things that distress you.”
If she revisited the past, it would plunge her into sadness or pain again, and he would rather not explore that path.
He had witnessed Ji Sang’s nightmares twice, once in the office and once at ho, on the night she had a fever, that ti, she cried her pillow half wet.
Ji Sang, however, laughed out in response to Fu Yisi’s words, feeling an irrepressible joy within her heart.
“Actually, I don’t really rember much anymore.”
Ji Sang had always been casual by nature, perhaps because of so breakthrough between them this evening, she completely relaxed in front of Fu Yisi.
She sat cross-legged on her uninjured leg and began to tell her story.
“My parents said that after returning to the Ji Family ho I fell seriously ill, had a fever of forty degrees for three whole days, nearly becoming an idiot. When I woke up, I hardly rembered anything from before. My parents also didn’t wish for to rember, so there’s nothing to be sad about.”
“Is that so?”
“Mm-hmm.”
Ji Sang shrugged her shoulders.
But Fu Yisi was staring intently at Ji Sang’s feigned indifferent smile.
If there was nothing sad, then how could she have nightmares, and why cry so sadly in them?
Ignorant sadness, undue grief,
That is truly the most unbearable thing.
Fu Yisi’s eyes darkened slightly as he stood up and went back to the bathroom to fetch a hairdryer.
“We must try anyway.”
The body is one’s own, and as a doctor, he was very aware of the body’s fragility.
The man picked up a lock of Ji Sang’s hair, adjusted the temperature of the hairdryer, and blew it carefully.
The buzzing sound of the hairdryer was not annoying at all. Ji Sang initially wanted to grab it from Fu Yisi’s hand to dry her hair herself, but couldn’t match his height and reach, so she gave up.
Fu Yisi’s movents were natural and gentle.
With the appropriate temperature and lighting, Ji Sang’s eyes began to blur. For a mont, she thought Fu Yisi was gentle.
He was no longer cold and detached; his typically sparse and cool eyes also contained a subtle softness.
Ji Sang’s mind was hazy, and she foolishly asked,
“Is this a reward for a kiss?”
As the words fell, the room seed to fall into utter silence, only the sound of the hairdryer humming.
Ji Sang: …..
When could she change this occasional haywire habit of her mind?
Standing behind her, Fu Yisi initially thought he had misheard, but seeing Ji Sang’s flush and bewildered eyes, he understood.
“No…not really, I an…”
Fu Yisi let out a low chuckle from his chest,
“If you think so, let it be.”
Ji Sang: …..
After saying so, the man finished drying the last strand of Ji Sang’s hair, turned off the hairdryer.
The mont he switched off the hairdryer, Ji Sang, covering her face in embarrassnt, heard the man intentionally “tsk” by her ear,
“I would be glad to blow dry your hair every day.”
“…”
The night eventually ended with Ji Sang’s embarrassnt and Fu Yisi’s delight.
At night, the moonlight was like water, softly spreading through the balcony window, draping a layer of light veil over the people in bed. After Ji Sang fell asleep, Fu Yisi carefully embraced her in his arms.
Bathed in the moonlight, he could see Ji Sang’s beautiful face, the slight curve of her lips, and then the faint bruises on her neck.
Fu Yisi’s hand unconsciously rested on the marks, gently stroking them as if to take away all the pain.
After a long while, the man placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
A sigh echoed in the room,
“Why is she so heart-wrenching?”
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