Su Er never thought she would have any intersection with someone like Jiang Siyan, other than perhaps a fleeting encounter.
Yet, through repeated meetings, his indulgence towards her was neve...
What kind of lousy film is this, that it requires people to put their bodies through such torture?
But right now, all he gets is one impatient question: why did he come?
Is he going to come back?
"It's not that the phone just wouldn't reach you, so I came to see for myself." Jiang Siyan raised an eyebrow and glanced at her. "What, can't I come?"
Su Er looked at him and could tell at a glance that Jiang Siyan was angry.
She wasn't going to try to coax him; he spoke to her with barbed words, as if she had done something wrong.
"Mr. Jiang, wherever you wish to go is entirely up to you. Please feel free to do as you please." Who can she control? She can only control her own heart.
What a stubborn temper he has! Every word he says hits right where it hurts.
The atmosphere inside the room suddenly became tense, and it was Lin Shuqin, who came to deliver the medicine, who broke the deadlock.
Lin Shuqin knocked on the door, ignoring Jiang Siyan's unpleasant expression, and handed him the medicine: "Mr. Jiang, this contains cold medicine and fever reducer. The instructions are on the box... Is Xiao'er alright? Do you need my help..."
Su Er wanted to call Lin Shuqin in, but someone clearly sensed her intention first, and with a "no need," the door slammed shut without hesitation.
Lin Shuqin spat behind the door, "What a weird temper."
Jiang Siyan pinched the bridge of his nose, suppressing his anger as he opened the medicine bag, and didn't continue the previous topic. "Take your medicine first."
Su Er buried her face in the blanket and ignored him.
Jiang Siyan boiled some water and wanted to turn Su Er around to take her temperature, but Su Er shook off his hand like a frightened bird.
She stared at him with eyes that were either burning red or red from crying, and just stood there confronting him.
Jiang Siyan's anger flared up at her stubbornness. "What's wrong? Is this the kind of temper you're throwing? You can't stand being touched and you never want to talk to me again?"
Su Er stared intently, until it seemed as if a layer of fog had covered her vision.
She dared not blink, afraid that tears would fall, her voice trembling weakly.
She said, "Jiang Siyan, I don't want to do it today, and I don't have the energy to do it."