Bai Lu could not understand this tension.

In her view, psychology majors should be able to control their emotions and heartbeats at any time and in any place.

If you can't control it, then try your best to control it.

You must never allow yourself to fall into a state of being out of control or unaware of your surroundings; even hypnosis is necessary to keep yourself awake.

Don't be nervous.

This is my first time taking the initiative, I'm just not used to it yet. Once it happens, it will happen again, and once it happens again... Stop, stop!

Who would reverse hypnosis on themselves? They should make Xiao Cheng take the initiative from now on... But that doesn't seem right either!

Forget it, there's no solution to this unprecedented situation, so she'd better try to hypnotize herself into going to sleep.

Let's talk about it next time we're nervous.

Bai Lu lay down on the bed, listening to the buzzing of the fan beside her bed. Her gaze passed through the top of the old-fashioned cotton mosquito net, looking at the mottled ceiling, and she slowly closed her eyes.

The future will be better and better.

In the dead of night, Bai Lu was startled awake by a hand that suddenly reached out and touched her forehead. She opened her eyes in surprise.

Her hazy gaze followed the hand that was quickly withdrawn and saw the aloof figure by the bedside, his face still showing tension and worry, stubbornly turning away and facing away from her.

"What are you doing?"

Bai Lu suspected that a drunken child had arrived.

"I came to see if you're feeling better," Xiao Cheng answered truthfully, his aloof back refusing to turn around.

It's probably because the child is angry.

Bai Lu was a little sleepy and didn't want to get up. She rubbed her eyes and slowly crawled out of bed like a snail.

The room was dark, with only faint starlight filtering through the transparent roof tiles, illuminating his profile and softening his hard features. Yet his broad arms remained stubborn, showing no intention of turning away.

Bai Lu poked his arm, about to ask him what was wrong, when she suddenly smelled a faint scent of Chinese medicine.

The smell was so familiar. A few nights ago, she felt someone feeding her medicine every midnight. When she opened her eyes in a daze, she always saw Xiao Cheng.

Once, she had an upset stomach and couldn't drink any more after a couple of sips. When she pushed the medicine away, she accidentally knocked over the bowl.

The medicine was spilled all over Xiao Cheng's clothes.

Because Xiao Cheng was sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning against the headboard, feeding her the medicine while half-holding her in his arms, the medicine spilled onto his clothes. The strong, bitter smell of the Chinese medicine hit her breath and went straight to the top of her head, directly making her faint.

Therefore, she remembers it vividly.

"Did you go brew the medicine?" Bai Lu tugged at Xiao Cheng's sleeve, her tone and force gentle.

But he wouldn't turn back: "I didn't make it through."

"I smell medicine." Bai Lu moved closer to him and deliberately sniffed his clothes.

Then, frowning, he stepped back and said, "It smells like Chinese medicine. It's the medicine I took a few nights ago when I had a fever."

He stubbornly explained, "It's just been put into the medicine pot, it hasn't been boiled yet."

"oh……"

Bai Lu understood: "They put the medicine in the medicine pot, and then suddenly remembered to check if I was sick. If I was sick, they would continue to brew the medicine; if I wasn't sick, they wouldn't need to brew it."

"Now that you see I'm not sick, why are you angry? Do you like seeing me sick?"

“I’m not angry.” Xiao Cheng immediately turned around and explained, “I dislike seeing Lulu sick even more.”

Seeing the nervousness in his eyes, as if he were afraid of being misunderstood, Bai Lu nodded slightly: "Okay, I believe you."

"I'm so sleepy... I'm going to sleep."

After saying that, he lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

"Lulu!" He was indeed anxious.

Bai Lu lazily responded with an "Mmm," without opening her eyes.

Sure enough, the child spoke again a second later: "Is Lulu hot?"

A gentle, arrhythmic breeze blew by, accompanied by a soft, rustling sound, which could be heard not far away.

Bai Lu opened her eyes and saw Xiao Cheng holding a palm-leaf fan that appeared out of nowhere, fanning her from a distance. He wasn't pointing it at her head or her feet, but rather at the center of her body, fanning her up and down with very little force.

With a serious expression, it was trying to take over the work from the electric fan.

Bai Lu suppressed a laugh: "You like manual labor?"

Xiao Cheng paused, whether he had forgotten his anger or felt the problem was serious, and answered her very seriously with his cool and handsome face: "If the electric fan keeps blowing in the same spot, it's easy to catch a cold, and Lulu will get sick."

Those days when she had recurring high fevers probably terrified him, since he remembered everything that had happened.

Bai Lu looked at his tall figure blocking the fan and asked with a smile, "So you're here to fan me?"

Xiao Cheng replied, "Yes."

However, he rarely showed any hesitant or unspeakable expression on his face.

The big shots wouldn't show this expression, firstly because they have strong reasoning abilities, and secondly because they tacitly agree not to ask.

Children, on the other hand, are always straightforward and will ask whatever they want without holding anything back.

Tonight is very unusual.

Bai Lu could sense his angry mood, which wasn't directed at her, and it was mixed with restlessness and irritability. He had even crushed the handle of his palm-leaf fan, but he hadn't noticed.

I don't know what I'm thinking about.

Bai Lu asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Cheng hesitated for a moment, seemingly struggling, before looking at her and saying, "I want to sleep with Lulu."

Bai Lu suspected that he wasn't telling her what he really thought.

When he was drunk, did he never sleep with her? Did he ever ask her anything? Did he ever hesitate?

He never does it, and he does it so naturally, as if he's already used to holding her to sleep many times.

His eyes, as deep as the sea, were devoid of any adult desires, just as they were at that moment.

Except for the night I accidentally drank a potent tonic.

The only difference was perhaps the almost obsessive possessiveness in his eyes.

He unusually asked for her opinion, and while waiting for her answer, a crack appeared between his fingers on the handle of the palm-leaf fan, as if he only accepted one answer, and if it was wrong, the whole fan would shatter.

Bai Lu knew he wouldn't answer if she asked, so she could only suppress her worries and doubts for the time being and move to the inside of the bed.

Give him the spot outside: "Go to sleep."

Xiao Cheng suddenly let go of the palm-leaf fan handle in his hand, which fell onto the bed. The cut on the fan did not break. A second before he lay down, he picked it up again, his long arm sweeping across Bai Lu's slender waist, holding her tightly, and continued to fan her.

Although Bai Lu was already used to the way children sleep in each other's arms, at this moment, she felt a little breathless from being squeezed.

All I can do is remind you: "You haven't turned off the fan yet."

The fan was placed on the chair opposite the bed. Xiao Cheng released Bai Lu and turned around to turn it off.

After closing the door, he hugged Bailu tightly again, fanning her while saying in a reassuring tone, "Lulu promised me."

He repeated, "Lulu promised me."

He repeated, "Lulu promised me."

Bai Lu guessed that he was talking about sleeping, and responded with three "hmm" sounds. Then she gently patted the arm that was restraining her waist: "Acheng, loosen your grip a little."

Xiao Cheng immediately loosened his grip, and only when he heard Bai Lu breathing heavily did he realize that he had hurt her.

"Lulu..." "It's okay, it's okay."

Bai Lu interrupted his overly anxious and hurried words: "Keep fanning yourself, it's so hot."

"The barbecue was delicious tonight, the fireworks were beautiful, and the Xiao family is very nice. I like them very much."

Xiao Cheng hugged Bai Lu tightly again, but not as tightly as before, keeping the strength within a suitable range. He suddenly said, "I'll build Lulu a big house tomorrow."