In a hospital room with white walls
With a pale face, Yunmo leaned against the headboard, her brows furrowed with weakness and exhaustion. Even though she had regained consciousness, her eyes were still slightly dim.
Wearing a simple plaid shirt and loose jeans, Chu Wan sat down by the bedside with a bowl of fragrant milk oatmeal porridge.
Yunmo gently touched the wound on the mid laner's body and moved his body with difficulty.
The excruciating pain spread to every part of his body. A simple movement made his already pale face look even more wretched, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Ye Jinyu added a drug to his medication to promote the proliferation of tissue cells, which greatly accelerated his recovery. For the first two days, he was half asleep and half awake, relying on nutrient solutions to get by. Now that he is fully awake, he can finally eat some hot food.
With a slight twitch of his nose, the rich aroma of milk wafted into his nostrils, instantly brightening Yunmo's previously dim eyes.
"Thank you, Sister Wan."
He gave a slight twitch at the corner of his pale mouth, then reached out with difficulty to take the milk and oatmeal porridge from Chu Wan's hand.
When her gaze fell upon his haggard face and the forced smile on his lips, Chu Wan's calm and unwavering eyes trembled slightly.
A strange feeling, which she couldn't describe but was uncomfortable, welled up inside her and filled her heart.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and amidst Yun Mo's somewhat puzzled gaze, she suddenly spoke:
"I'll feed you."
After saying that, she scooped up a spoonful of fragrant hot porridge and held it directly to Yunmo's lips, her calm eyes fixed on him.
Her words "Hey you" exploded in his ears, and Yunmo felt his mind go blank.
He recognized both words, but he couldn't quite understand them when they were put together.
Sister Wan, feed him?
His forehead had just stolen Sister Wan's first kiss, and in the blink of an eye, Sister Wan was about to feed him!
Happiness came so suddenly that he was a little dazed.
"you……"
"You don't want to?"
Her gaze flickered almost imperceptibly, and Chu Wan slowly uttered a few words.
"I, I, I didn't, I didn't..."
With a tremor in his eyes, Yun Mo panicked instantly, shaking his head like a rattle-drum, and speaking in a flustered manner, so anxious that he couldn't even finish his sentence.
The next second, his face suddenly turned pale. His movements aggravated his wound, causing him to be in so much pain that he couldn't speak.
His mouth was agape silently, his eyes were filled with anxiety, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.
Her beautiful brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes flickered. Chu Wan, mimicking Chu Liyue's tone, spoke stiffly:
"Be good, don't move."
The three simple words were like the most magical spell in the world, making Yunmo's expression go blank instantly. He stared at her blankly, not daring to move.
A hint of satisfaction flashed in her calm, beautiful eyes. She awkwardly lifted the spoon in her hand, and Chu Wan, true to form, suddenly spoke:
"Good boy, open your mouth."
A blush appeared on Yunmo's porcelain-white cheeks, and in the blink of an eye, it spread to the tips of her ears and head.
With a slight tremor, I opened my mouth, and a rich, milky aroma spread through my mouth, silky smooth and delicate, refreshing and delightful.
He seemed to understand why his teacher liked being fed by his wife so much; it turned out the taste really did make a difference.
Sunlight streamed through the cracks in the window, casting a slanted glow onto the hospital bed.
Her long, wavy hair, like seaweed, cascaded down, the smooth strands shimmering in the sunlight, casting a soft inverted triangle shape on her delicate, pretty face in the early evening.
(Note: In portrait photography, side lighting will project an inverted triangle shape under the corner of the eye, technically known as "Rembrandt lighting." Those who enjoy taking selfies or posed photos can give this a try.)
In the interplay of light and shadow, her pretty face appears even more delicate and three-dimensional.
Her originally aloof demeanor seemed to melt away in the warm light, gaining a touch of serene gentleness.
Yunmo stared blankly at the girl bathed in sunlight, who looked like a goddess, a hint of crimson unconsciously rising to the corners of his eyes.
As he opened and closed his mouth, large tears began to fall.
As she lifted her eyelids, a hint of helplessness flashed across Chu Wan's calm and beautiful eyes, and her usually undisturbed heart felt heavy and astringent.
When he opened his mouth, his voice was already hoarse.
"Don't... cry."
"good!"
But this time the all-powerful "good boy" spell had no effect. As she finished speaking, tears streamed down Yunmo's face like a burst dam.
Chu Wan visibly panicked, put down her milk and oatmeal porridge, and the first thought that flashed through her mind was to call the doctor, who would know how to stop her from crying.
As tears streamed down his face, looking at the flustered girl, Yunmo suddenly leaned down and hugged Chu Wan's neck, drawing courage from who-knows-where.
Ignoring the pain from her wound being pulled apart, she buried her face in Chu Wan's shoulder, sobbing and trembling slightly.
Chu Wan, who was being held by him, suddenly stiffened, her eyes filled with confusion.
Her inherent reserve made her instinctively want to push him away, but the damp heat on her shoulder and the sobbing in her arms made her instinctively raise her hands slightly, and then gently hug his back.
In the soft golden sunlight, the young boy and girl embrace, as if it were the most beautiful footnote of the years, stunning the passing years and warming the heart.
Time slipped by unnoticed in this beautiful moment, when a knocking sound came from outside the door.
Upon hearing the sound, Yunmo instantly released her hands as if she had been electrocuted, and a blush of blood trickled down to the tips of her ears, making her look exceptionally cute and alluring.
The next moment, the ward door was pushed open from the outside, and Xiao Wujie, with a smile on his lips, and Chu Liyue, whose eyes flickered slightly, stepped in.
Through the transparent glass of the ward door, they naturally saw what had just happened.
Chu Liyue: The feelings between these two are pure and simple, the kind that she admires.
Xiao Wujie: It is good, but he thinks his mature, intelligent and caring older sister is better.
Besides, his little apprentice is too easily flirted with, unlike him...
Not only are they immune to being flirted with, they're also masters of flirting!
Yunmo's clear, shy gaze met Xiao Wujie's deep, warm eyes, and the tears she had just held back instantly welled up in her eyes again.
It's so good to see Sister Wan again and to see the teacher again!
Without tears or sentimental words, Xiao Wujie simply sat down by the hospital bed and quietly gazed at the young boy whose eyes were brimming with tears.
Her slender, pale fingers gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his handsome face reflected in her deep eyes, ripples spreading across them.
He closed his eyes briefly to suppress the stinging sensation in them, then reached out and picked up the bowl of steaming milk and oatmeal porridge, gently scooping out a spoonful and bringing it to his lips.
A faint smile appeared at the corners of her pale lips as she gently moved the spoon in her hand.
Yunmo couldn't hold back the tears she had been holding back, and they silently slid down her cheeks.
In the dappled sunlight, like gold foil, the stunningly handsome man, like a god descending to earth, was gentle and warm; the woman, like an empress, remained aloof and beautiful; and the cool and elegant girl possessed an added touch of tenderness.
The boy, who had tears in his eyes, smiled through his tears; this world is truly a beautiful place.
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