"It’s okay, it’ll be ready soon." Shen Yi was making sweet and sour ribs, which Ye Wanwan loved eating when he made them.
Seeing this, Song Ziyi didn’t say much more and continued preparing her own dish.
Shen Yi quickly finished cooking and ca out of the kitchen to be by Ye Wanwan’s side. Ye Wanwan seed happy and kept smiling, but the fatigue on her face was unmistakable.
Shen Yi looked at her, feeling extrely distressed, and sat down beside her, softly asking, "Are you tired?"
Ye Wanwan shook her head at Shen Yi.
But Shen Yi knew Ye Wanwan was just forcing herself to be strong, so he held her thin hand gently, his eyes full of reluctance. "Dinner is almost ready, we can eat soon."
"Okay." Ye Wanwan leaned against Shen Yi’s shoulder, her breathing slightly rapid.
By seven o’clock, everyone had prepared their dishes, and the group sat down at the dining table.
Actually, it was the first ti so many of them spent New Year together. Simply put, Ye Wanwan’s health was deteriorating, and they all wanted to spend more ti with her.
...
The day Ye Wanwan left was very sudden.
At night, as soon as the person in his arms reacted, Shen Yi quickly woke up.
"Wanwan." Shen Yi called softly, and then quickly turned on the bedside lamp.
The sudden light made Shen Yi’s eyes uncomfortable, but he ignored it, focusing all his attention on the person on the bed, breathing rapidly.
Ye Wanwan on the bed seed not fully awake, but was breathing arduously due to lack of breath, her brow furrowed, clearly uncomfortable.
"Wanwan, are you feeling unwell?" Shen Yi cautiously held her in his arms, gently patting her chest, trying to comfort her.
Ye Wanwan groggily opened her eyes and, looking at Shen Yi, saw him blurred because her eyes had teared up, making her uncertain whether this was a dream or reality.
"Shen Yi~" Ye Wanwan’s voice was very soft, and in her daze she wasn’t sure if she was making any sound, but tears were already rolling down her face, and she reached out to touch Shen Yi.
"Are you feeling sick?" It wasn’t the first ti Ye Wanwan felt unwell at night, Shen Yi asked feigning calmness, though his voice betrayed his undeniable worry.
"Shen Yi~" Ye Wanwan seed not to hear him, still calling out repeatedly.
"Wanwan!" Shen Yi furrowed his brows tightly; recently Ye Wanwan’s discomfort had beco normal, but tonight’s condition was clearly unusual.
"Shen Yi, I want so candy." Ye Wanwan cried.
"What?" Shen Yi was montarily stunned, as if he heard wrong.
"Shen Yi, I, I want so candy." Ye Wanwan grasped Shen Yi firmly, repeating once more.
"Candy? What kind?" Shen Yi’s mind went blank, yet he instinctively asked Ye Wanwan.
Ye Wanwan opened her mouth several tis wanting to speak but was choked by sobs, finally managing to stamr, "The candy you gave , the first ti we t, I, I want that candy..."
At that mont, Shen Yi looked at Ye Wanwan dazedly, mories surging back to him.
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