Chapter 60 Chapter 60
The smile on Ji Siyun's face froze and slowly faded away.
Under his frightened gaze, Song Youning slowly put down the bowl and pulled out a tissue to wipe the corners of his lips.
She pretended to be calm, which made Ji Siyun even more flustered. He raised his hand to hold her wrist, and his hoarse voice sounded a little shaky: "Why do you ask that, Miss?"
Song Youning raised his eyes slightly to look at him, then glanced to the side. His voice was very soft: "You just had a nightmare and talked in your sleep."
The palm of his hand holding hers was burning hot, and his fingertips trembled slightly after she finished speaking.
Ji Siyun's dark eyes darkened. He pursed his lips and asked tentatively, "Did I... say anything strange?"
Because of the fever, beads of sweat oozed from the young man's forehead. Song Youning frowned and wiped away the sweat, saying, "You said the water was cold and asked me not to push you in."
Ji Siyun's tense back gradually relaxed. He raised his head and saw her delicate little face with a tense look. Her hands deliberately used a little force to wipe the sweat off his face. Her soft red lips curled into a sad arc, and her tone was lost.
"Ji Siyun, you are still blaming me, right?"
She looked a little sad. Ji Siyun's heart ached after he had just let go. He quickly shook his head to deny her, "I never blamed the young lady!"
Song Youning lowered his head and said softly, "I know I treated you badly in the past. It's only right that you hate me."
"In the past two years, I thought..."
The soft red lips were bitten until they were slightly white, and the trembling voice made Ji Siyun feel heartbroken as if a blunt knife was cutting his heart.
She raised her pale little face, her clear almond eyes misted with moisture, but she still raised her chin stubbornly and questioned him, "Are you doing all this to get revenge on me?"
"I didn't!" Ji Siyun didn't bother to pretend to be weak anymore. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, holding the angry Song Youning in his arms.
She struggled in his arms, clenching her fists to hit his chest.
"Jisiyun! Let me go!"
"No." Ji Siyun let her beat him, and held his arms tighter.
"If you hadn't let it slip, I wouldn't have known you were still holding a grudge against me." Song Youning couldn't break free, and angrily hit and bit him in his arms, "You stingy bastard! I've already apologized to you!"
She was angry and making unreasonable demands, as if the eight years of torture Ji Siyun had suffered could be wiped out by just a simple apology from her.
But Ji Siyun smiled and gently stroked her back, saying, "Well, Miss has apologized, so I have forgiven you."
I received a heavy step on the instep of my foot.
The person in his arms said angrily, "I knew it! You blamed me!"
She struggled to raise her head in his arms, a faint blush of anger rising on her delicate face. She complained first, "Ji Siyun, you can't be so stingy! I was just a little naughty when I was a kid, and you're fine now, aren't you?"
She confidently downplayed what she had done.
"Haven't you heard that when God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his heart and mind suffer and his muscles and bones work hard? I was doing that to train you, otherwise you wouldn't have the glory of being called President Ji by everyone you see."
A low laugh came from the young man above her head, and even his chest was shaking. Ji Siyun looked indulgent and twirled her hair gently, saying, "Yes, thank you for your cultivation, Miss."
"You should thank me." She said with a hint of pride, "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to enter the Song family. You would have to stay in the mountains your whole life. You can't even think about the comfortable life you have now."
What Song Youning said didn't make sense. Ji Siyun was very smart. Even without her, he could have walked out of the mountains and changed his destiny through studying.
But Ji Siyun nodded in agreement, and a lively smile appeared on his usually gloomy face.
"I will always remember the help that Miss gave me. Without Miss, I wouldn't be who I am today."
"You should also thank my parents!" Song Youning stepped on him again, his pale little face showing a sour expression, "It was they who gave you the opportunity to become a superior person."
"And you turned your back on their kindness by seducing their daughter!"
Jis was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows with an ambiguous smile in his eyes.
"Miss, this is really not my fault." The young man smiled gently, with a hint of seduction and mischief, "I can't help myself, because..."
Ji Siyun bent down and blew gently in her ear, then slowly retracted and hugged her tighter. His high body temperature made Song Youning's cheeks flush red, and he whispered softly: "I like the eldest lady."
The person in his arms clenched his fists and said arrogantly: "But I don't like you!"
His heart ached with pain. Ji Siyun lowered his head and looked down at her condescendingly. His gloomy gaze climbed over her snow-white neck. His eyes were hot and greedy, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach.
But his voice was completely the opposite, calm and gentle.
"It doesn't matter. It's enough that I like the eldest lady."
His large palm gently stroked the hair on the back of her head. Song Youning was held in his arms, her face pressed against his firm chest. His strong heartbeat made her ears slightly numb.
She couldn't see his expression, but her intuition told her that it was dangerous, as if there was some dangerous animal in the room staring at her.
Her hair felt a little numb, but the performance had been built up for so long and the key question had not yet been asked.
Song Youning gritted his teeth, ignored the eerie and sticky gaze that seemed to be real, and continued to act.
"Don't try to lie to me. You were still dreaming about how I pushed you into the water when you were a kid." She poked his chest. "You just want revenge on me and my family."
Ji Siyun held the finger she poked him with, opened and closed his lips, his expression somewhat hesitant.
Song Youning continued, looking at him with eyes full of suspicion: "So what you said about liking me was all fake, right? You deliberately approached me and flattered me just to trick me into being with you."
A sarcastic smile appeared on her lips as she taunted him, "Yes, I slept with you, so what? We're all adults now, you don't think I have to be responsible for you just because we slept together a few times, do you?"
Not only was his smile contemptuous, but Song Youning's eyes were like knives, and his tone was even more unfriendly.
"I'm the eldest daughter of the Song family. How could you possibly be worthy of me?"
An indescribable pain rolled from the bottom of Ji Siyun's heart and rushed to his throat.
"no."
"I've never blamed Miss." He clenched his hands tightly, his heart aching as if it was about to burst. He closed his eyes, his lips trembling slightly, "I have never thought of revenge."
"I'm afraid of water because before I came to the Song family, I was pushed into the water by a child from the same village and almost drowned."
Song Youning finally asked the answer she wanted. Her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned, and she subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
But she didn't have time to think carefully, Ji Siyun continued talking.
"I am sincere to the young lady. It's not revenge, it's love, it's sincere."
He was in so much pain that his voice felt blocked.
"I know I'm not worthy of the young lady, and I don't dare to expect more. I should be content and grateful to be able to be with the young lady like this."
"But I'm also a human being, and I get sad too. Just because I'm too cheap, does that mean even the only sincerity I have deserves to be doubted and trampled upon?"
The corners of Song Youning's smug lips drooped in an instant.
Oops, the acting seems a bit too much. I hope he’s not going to cry again!
The fists that were blocking her chest were changed into hugs around his waist.
"Okay, okay, I won't talk about you anymore."
She pouted, pretending to be generous, "I'll just trust you this once."
The young man silently held her waist tightly and deepened the hug until Song Youning complained softly about the heat, then he loosened his arms.
Song Youning pushed him back to the bed and sat him down. He picked up the pills and handed them to him, saying awkwardly, "Take the medicine."
Ji Siyun swallowed the medicine obediently. Song Youning sat down again and looked at his Adam's apple sliding up and down when he tilted his head back to drink water. He couldn't help but ask.
"Why did they push you into the water?"
Ji Siyun held the water cup, his eyes dimmed slightly, the corners of his lips curved with self-mockery and bitterness, his Adam's apple slid again, and he spoke with difficulty: "Miss, at that time, I was so hungry that I could hardly survive."
"I was so hungry, and I smelled the food in their bags..."
He lowered his head and looked at me with a muffled voice: "People like me are very low, right?"
She stroked his hair and said softly, "No, you just did something to survive, which wasn't a big deal."
Beneath her beautiful eyebrows, her eyes deepened, adding an almost invisible coldness.
"Who pushed you into the water?"
Ji Siyun shook his head slightly, "A few classmates, I can't remember clearly."
The glass in his hand was so hot that Ji Siyun raised his hand to put it back on the cabinet.
Song Youning asked again: "How did you get up here?"
The glass fell on the locker with a loud sound, and Song Youning's heart trembled.
Ji Siyun smiled at her apologetically and said, "I didn't hold it firmly."
His eyes were deep, and when he looked at Song Youning, they were dark and gloomy. Memories, pain, expectation, happiness... conflicting emotions were intertwined in his eyes. Song Youning could not understand what he was thinking at all.
Soon, his long eyelashes drooped, covering his unclear eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of Ji Siyun's lips.
"It was a kind person passing by who saved me."
When she looked up again, he had already composed himself, and the complicated emotions were gone from his eyes. When Song Youning looked at her again, those conflicting emotions seemed like an illusion to her.
He said to her in a calm voice, "If someone hadn't happened to pass by, I might have died in that river."
His palm with thick knuckles gently grasped Song Youning's fingertips, and he smiled at her.
"If I die, I won't be able to meet the eldest lady."
Song Youning took his hand in hers and squeezed it slightly, comforting him: "It's all over, you're fine now."
She pulled the quilt over him and said, "Your first priority now is to get a good rest and get rid of the fever as soon as possible. Don't think about those things."
Ji Siyun lowered his eyes and asked softly, "Is the eldest lady leaving?"
She poked his forehead with her slender fingers, and her round almond-shaped eyes widened as she leaned in front of him. Song Youning wanted to roll his eyes again: "Ji Siyun, it's not like you didn't hear me say to wait until your fever subsides before going back."
There was only one bed in this ward. When Ji Siyun fell asleep, he held her hand tightly. Song Youning sat on the chair waiting for him to wake up. She waited for several hours and now her whole body ached.
She said to Ji Siyun without any hesitation: "You move over a little, I want to come up too."
Ji Siyun's earlobes gradually became the same color as his blushing cheeks. He moved to the side a little, leaving more than half a space, and Song Youning lay down directly on it.
The two of them sat very close together on the small hospital bed. The ward was well-air-conditioned, so it wasn't too hot. However, the feverish man next to them was like a furnace, and Song Youning subconsciously kept some distance from him. But as soon as she moved away, he pressed right up against her.
Song Youning was so annoyed that he opened his eyes and yelled at him: "Ji Siyun! You're really hot!"
The handsome young man with a delicate face blinked his wet eyes and breathed hot and moist air into her ear, his voice low and hoarse.
"Miss, don't you want to experience me at 39 degrees?"
“…”
What kind of terrible line is this?
Song Youning silently asked the system: Is this book formal?
System answer: It was regular originally, but it is irregular now because of the host!
Meeting Ji Siyun's dark eyes, Song Youning slapped him in the face and pushed him back, until he was some distance away from him.
"Get out, Ji Siyun!"
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