Chapter 74 I Won't Leave

Cen Wan was stunned and in a trance for a moment.

Shen Yixiao's natural tone and self-evident requests were very similar to how they interacted with each other when they were together.

When he was not feeling well in the past, he would rely on her pitifully and ask her to accompany him.

Seeing her hesitation, Shen Yixiao lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on his eyelids. His voice was hoarse and bitter, with a hint of self-mockery:

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to, just let me fend for myself."

"It's okay if it burns in the middle of the night. Medical care is so advanced nowadays, it's not impossible to cure it."

"It's not that I don't want to," Cen Wan pursed her lips and sighed silently. She was largely responsible for his illness, and it would be dangerous for him to be left alone at night. She said softly, "I just don't think it's appropriate."

"What's inappropriate?" Shen Yixiao asked back, "I'm like a useless person now, are you still afraid of what I might do to you?"

Cen Wan: "I don't think so."

"Then what are you afraid of?"

Cen Wan finally softened her heart: "Don't be afraid, I'll be with you."

Shen Yixiao looked at her: "I won't force you, if you really don't want to forget it."

Cen Wan straightened the corner of his quilt and said, "No problem, go to sleep."

She moved a small sofa and sat next to his bed, intending to keep watch over him like this.

Seeing that she really stayed, Shen Yixiao lay down, but he did not close his eyes. His dark pupils stared at her without blinking, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

Cen Wan always thought that Shen Yixiao's eyes were very beautiful. His pupils were pure black, as if there was no bottom to them. When they sank, they were dark and turbulent, deep and dangerous.

But when he stares at you so innocently and intently, like a puppy caught in the rain, his wet eyes always make people feel soft.

Cen Wan was somewhat helpless: "Why are you looking at me when you're not sleeping?"

Shen Yixiao: "What if you run away while I'm asleep?"

Cen Wan: "..."

"I'm not leaving," she raised her hand and turned the bedside lamp to the dimmest level. "You really need to rest. If you don't sleep, I'll leave."

The threat, which had no deterrent effect at all, finally had some effect. Although most of Shen Yixiao's weakness was pretended, having a fever was still not a pleasant feeling. His body was hot and cold, and his head was a little dizzy. He obediently closed his eyes.

In less than two minutes, he opened his eyes again.

Cen Wan: "What's wrong?"

Shen Yixiao opened his thin lips slightly, speaking slowly and clearly: "I'm afraid that when I fall asleep and wake up, you will leave without a word again like before."

His tone was very light, but every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Cen Wan's heart, and a dull pain vibrated, lasting and deep.

His face was pale, with his dark hair draped messily across his forehead, revealing a sense of brokenness and desolation under the dim light.

Cen Wan's throat was bitter and unbearable. After a long time, she finally found her voice: "I won't leave."

At least this time, she wouldn't leave until he got better.

Shen Yixiao didn't know whether he believed her or not. He reached out and grabbed her sleeve, his voice low and hoarse, as if talking to himself: "As long as I catch you, you can't run away even if you want to."

Cen Wan's heart suddenly softened, and she leaned down on the bed and closed her eyes: "Yeah."

Shen Yixiao finally calmed down and closed his eyes to sleep.

I don’t know how long it took until I heard long and steady breathing sounds, and Cen Wan slowly opened her eyes.

Shen Yixiao had fallen asleep, his thick black eyelashes were clearly visible, revealing a somewhat sickly paleness, and his fingers were still tightly gripping her sleeve.

Cen Wan stood up straight, and only then did she dare to look at him unscrupulously.

"Chen Yixiao," Cen Wan looked at him and said softly, "Why bother?"

She didn't deserve this from him.

Cen Wan did not sleep anymore. She supported herself on her elbows, looking at his face almost greedily, tracing his outline.

Just for these two days, until he gets better, let's indulge ourselves briefly.

…

In the second half of the night, Shen Yixiao seemed to have a worse fever, with fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead and his whole body feeling hot.

Following the doctor's instructions, Cen Wan applied a towel soaked in warm water to his forehead. Fearing that he might become delirious from the fever, she woke him up and fed him some antipyretic medicine.

Shen Yixiao was very cooperative this time. He looked at Cen Wan's wrinkled face and smiled, "Don't make that expression. I'm not going to die."

The tone is still as frivolous.

Cen Wan frowned: "Pah, pah, pah, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"How are you feeling? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Shen Yixiao: "No need."

He reached out and took the towel off his forehead, slowly raised his eyelids and looked at her: "Didn't you say to wipe your body too? Why just your forehead? Didn't you understand the doctor's instructions?"

"..." Cen Wan was annoyed. "You're still in the mood to joke around. It seems you won't die!"

Shen Yixiao: "That's not necessarily true. If you leave me alone, I might really die."

Cen Wan reached out and touched his face, which was still frighteningly hot. She took his temperature again and it was even higher than before.

But he looked as if he didn't care at all. Cen Wan subconsciously frowned, feeling a little annoyed.

She stood up to leave, but Shen Yixiao grabbed her and tensed up: "Where are you going?"

Cen Wan patted his hand and said unhappily, "I'll go get some water to wipe you down!"

Shen Yixiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and immediately relaxed his grip: "Oh."