Before long, she brought ginger soup and dicine.
However, he was being difficult again and refused to take the dicine! No matter how she coaxed him, he wouldn’t take it.
She was both amused and helpless and compromised once more, "Fine then, don’t take it now. But drink the ginger soup—if you sweat later, you won’t need to take the dicine. Otherwise, you’ll still have to!"
He didn’t say anything, taking it as agreent?
"Shall I go make the steak?" she gently patted the huge attachnt on her shoulder and asked.
He leaned against her, unwilling to move.
This wasn’t the first ti she took care of him when he was sick—when they first t in Nan County, she took care of him too. But that was different; back then, she just wanted to stay far, far away from him. But now...
Now, his actions said it all.
As he leaned closer to her, Bangbangtang, having observed for a long while, ca over and snuggled into her lap too.
He was instantly annoyed and directly pulled it away.
Bangbangtang barked in protest, and he rubbed it while scolding, "What are you snuggling for? Look at you—you’re as fat as a ball, heavy as a cannonball. You’re not allowed to snuggle with Mom until you lose weight."
"..." The term "Mom" was so sensitive; her heart skipped a beat as she heard it and her face flushed a little. But thanks to Bangbangtang’s ddling, she finally broke free from his clinging and prepared to make him steak.
Bangbangtang continued to howl under his hand, as if it could speak, it would surely say: You’re even heavier! Why are you leaning on Mom?
Too bad it couldn’t talk...
If it could speak, it would also say: You’re not really sick! You’re just pretending to get sympathy and compete with for affection!
Too bad it couldn’t talk...
Tu Hengsha left the person and the dog and headed to the kitchen.
Steak was a challenge for both her and Sister Qian. Bracing herself, she opened the kitchen app and followed each step carefully. After so fumbling, she finally made a well-done steak. There was no way she could tolerate serving a dish that leaked blood all over from her skillet, unlike at a restaurant where she could enjoy a dium or dium-well steak.
When she brought the steak to him, she felt anxious. After all, it didn’t look very appetizing, with its edges unappetizingly burnt.
"Well... I did my best! Just make do. If it’s really not to your liking, I’ll treat you to a restaurant al another day..." She placed the steak in front of him and quietly observed his expression.
He showed no sign of dislike, even though she could clearly see him chewing laboriously. Yet he swallowed it in silence, and just watching made her teeth ache...
"Let try a bite!" she said, opening her mouth out of curiosity.
He then cut a piece and fed it to her.
She chewed and thought, oh my, she felt like she was torturing Xiao Xu—it was just too cruel and heartless...
Bangbangtang noticed and barked at him, licking its tongue and begging for food. He, on the other hand, began to quarrel with a dog, "I’m not giving you any. Mom made it for ! Go eat your own!"
Patting her conscience, she felt a little guilty. This plate of food was like chewing on a rag, yet he treated it like a treasure...
"Xiao Xu, why don’t we go to the restaurant? Sister Qian made other dishes," she suggested.
"You go. I’ll eat this."
He was surprisingly insistent, leaving her feeling quite helpless...
She ca today with a purpose. After dinner, as she lay curled up on the carpet with him, she decided to talk.
"Xiao Xu, do you know why I ca today?" she asked, turning to face him as he held her.
"Hmm, didn’t you say you wanted to sleep?"
"Yes." She sighed, "But after sleeping a little, I woke up. My mind’s still occupied."
He said nothing, seemingly waiting for her to get to the point.
"Xiao Xu..." She untangled herself from his embrace, sitting a little further away, "I ca, actually, to tell you I’ve done so things without discussing them with you. I’m feeling a bit uneasy about it. Of course, the main reason was lack of ti, but still, I hesitated. However, I still want to tell you..."
She was unable to continue, as a soft warmth blocked her words, gently maneuvering as he murmured softly, "No need to say anything, I know..."
"..." What did he know?
"I am , I am Xiao Xu of Little Butterfly, not anyone else..." Vague words escaped as he captured her lips.
Indeed, there was no need to speak further, nor could she...
It was a long, long kiss, devoid of excitent, without any lust, only gentle interweaving and elaborate entanglent, like two fish sharing the sa breath, assisting each other, mutually dependent.
Even Bangbangtang was incredibly well-behaved, lying quietly to the side, dozing off.
That night, Tu Hengsha didn’t go back, but the two did nothing except sleep together. He just held her tightly as he slept, clinging so closely that she couldn’t even turn over. He would press close to her again, gathering her back into his arms to continue sleeping. Both of them were in a hazy state, yet he whispered by her ear, "Little Sha, Little Butterfly, do you love ?"
She nodded dazedly.
Whether he didn’t see it or whatnot, he stubbornly asked again, "Do you love ?"
"Of course I love you!" Didn’t loving him an sharing the sa bed?
He seed satisfied with this, and contentedly fell back asleep.
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Fan Yue’s case was still under further investigation. How far it had progressed, the police would not reveal, but the cause of death was already certain, and the family could collect the remains.
The Fan family’s parents retrieved the remains, engulfed in imnse grief—sending off their black-haired child as white-haired parents. No matter the pain, the aftermath must still be handled. After discussion, the two elders decided to have Fan Yue’s remains cremated and brought back to her hotown for burial.
"She had been alone out there for so many years, always saying it was good. We knew it wasn’t easy for a girl to live out there, but we didn’t realize it would be so hard that she couldn’t even keep her life. If we’d known, we would have stayed with her no matter how difficult it was, so she wouldn’t suffer losses or endure hardships..." Mrs. Fan said, crying again, "They say a child with a mom is a treasure. This child was only truly happy with her parents. From now on, her dad and I will protect her, stay with her, talk to her. We won’t let her ever be lonely or unprotected again..."
Her words brought tears to Tu Hengsha’s eyes, falling like rain.
On the day of the cremation, an unexpected figure appeared—Cui Pei.
The person appeared silently. Both Tu Hengsha and the Fan family’s parents were absorbed in their grief and didn’t notice. It wasn’t until the sudden sound of a scuffle startled them that they turned and saw Cui Pei on the floor. He had been knocked down by Su Rongyu at so point.
"How the hell do you still have the nerve to co!" Su Rongyu hauled the fallen Cui Pei up, landing another punch, sending Cui Pei crashing back to the ground again.
Cui Pei spat out so blood, but said nothing nor did he fight back.
Su Rongyu went up and kicked him several tis, each blow landing on Cui Pei’s stomach, yet still feeling the rage unsatisfied, he continued punching, folding Cui Pei into a ball, his mouth gushing with blood even more.
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