Time turns, spring goes and winter comes.
That year, Xiao Wujie was twenty-two years old, and Chu Liyue was twenty-seven years old.
The elegant sound of high heels echoed on the hospital floor. Chu Liyue, dressed in an exquisite business suit and carrying a silver lunchbox, pushed open the ward door and walked in.
On the hospital bed, Xiao Wujie was wearing a thin hospital gown, with an IV drip in his hand, looking haggard, and coughing incessantly.
"elder sister."
His dull, lifeless gaze lit up the moment it met Chu Liyue's. Chu Liyue had just put down the lunchbox and gracefully sat down on the edge of the bed when Xiao Wujie leaned in and nestled into her soft, fragrant embrace.
Chu Liyue wrapped her arms around his slender waist, pressed her warm palms against his forehead, and spoke in a low, cold yet gentle voice:
"The fever has subsided, are you still feeling unwell?"
As autumn transitioned into winter, the temperature dropped too quickly, and Xiao Wujie accidentally caught a cold, developing pneumonia from a fever and ending up in the hospital.
"I feel terrible, I feel so terrible."
Xiao Wujie's eyes were filled with tears, the corners of his eyes were red and wet, and his voice was hoarse and tearful, which was extremely pitiful.
Perhaps it was because he had recovered from his illness and had been completely pampered by his older sister. In the past, he was tormented by severe pain every day and did not take this minor illness seriously at all. Now, even though his sister was only gone for a few hours, he felt so uncomfortable and aggrieved that he wanted to cry.
Chu Liyue was completely swayed by his charm. Even though she had learned from Ye Jinyu that Xiao Wujie's problem was not serious and he could even go home to recuperate, she still couldn't resist his cries of discomfort and gently and patiently comforted him.
"Sweetie, I'll stay with you this afternoon, and then I'll take you home after the IV drip is finished."
After much coaxing, she finally managed to calm him down. Chu Liyue looked down at Xiao Wujie, who was nestled tightly in her arms. Tears clung to his trembling eyelashes, threatening to fall. She lowered her head and gently kissed him, trying to ask:
"Want something to eat?"
Xiao Wujie's slightly red nose twitched slightly, and his voice still carried a faint sob: "I want my sister to hold me and sit on my sister's lap to eat."
Chu Liyue paused, her fingertips stroking his cheek, and chuckled softly in a mature and charming voice.
She lifted Xiao Wujie's slender, perfectly proportioned chin and asked in a doting tone, "Whose baby is this spoiled?"
Xiao Wujie still couldn't shake the habit of blushing shyly when treated like this, his eyes darting away bashfully.
"Are you going to hug me or not, sister? If you don't, I'm going to..." refuse to eat.
Before he could finish speaking, Chu Liyue gently pinched his waist and pulled him onto her lap. "When have I ever stopped hugging you? Be good and eat something."
Because she was holding Xiao Wujie, she could only open the lunchbox with one hand, which was inevitably inconvenient.
Seeing this, Xiao Wujie blushed and reached out to help her open the lunchbox. The food was prepared to suit his taste.
"Sister hasn't eaten yet, has she?"
Chu Liyue nodded, "Eat with my little darling."
Knowing that this clingy girl would definitely cause trouble if she was sick and couldn't see her, she rushed over immediately after finishing her meeting at the company, not even having time to eat.
Xiao Wujie's pale cheeks flushed even more, and he stammered in a low voice, "Sister...sister, am I being too dramatic? Is it tiring to raise me?"
Chu Liyue's eyes were full of affection, but a hint of teasing flashed across them as she smiled and said, "I'm happy to."
Xiao Wujie was so embarrassed that he couldn't look at her anymore. He wrapped his arms around her neck and hid in her arms like an ostrich.
After a long silence, he spoke softly:
"Sister, I will be good. I just want to be with you. You promised you wouldn't lose me and that you would always spoil me."
Chu Liyue's eyes flickered, and she gently rubbed his head with her palm, revealing a helpless expression.
She understood that no matter how many times she said something, or how thoroughly she carried it out, Xiao Wujie's personality meant that a sense of insecurity would always be buried deep in his heart.
Even if it's just a joke, he will still consciously examine himself and feel anxious about gains and losses.
Lu Zhufeng described it as being pretentious, but she found it cute and endearing.
So she reached out and gently pinched his sensitive waist, her full red lips whispering seductively in his ear:
"If I don't spoil you, who will I spoil?"
"I will always cherish you, love you, and spoil you alone."
A faint, rustling sound drifted from the crack in the door, "Mmm... Sister, it itches~"
Gradually, the delicate sounds changed tone.
As the golden light of the setting sun shone on the doorframe, the ward door suddenly opened, and Chu Liyue, her professional attire slightly wrinkled, carried Xiao Wujie, who was wrapped up tightly, out of the room.
The bodyguards and medical staff standing not far from the door only needed to glance at it to understand what had happened.
No wonder President Chu and this young master Xiao didn't come out all afternoon. It turns out that the husband was in good health and couldn't wait to get into bed.
Tsk tsk~
Facing those subtle gazes, Xiao Wujie blushed and hid in Chu Liyue's arms.
If I had known it would be so easy to spot, I wouldn't have seduced my sister.
However, what truly embarrassed him was that, as a VIP client of the hospital, he was seen off by senior hospital leaders on his discharge day.
Chu Liyue held him like that, chatting and laughing, which made him so shy that he pulled Chu Liyue's suit jacket over his face and buried himself in her arms.
Only after getting into the car did he peek out, enduring Chu Liyue's teasing gaze.
The car drove all the way to the Chu family's old mansion. To celebrate his discharge from the hospital, Bai Jingxuan invited everyone from the manor to the old mansion for a lively celebration.
Just then, Xiao Shuihan and Luo Yilan heard that he was ill and traveled a long distance to the capital to see him. Almost all the most important people in his life were there.
As soon as he entered, Bai Jingxuan carefully handed him a hand warmer: "Baby, why does your face look so red? Are you still not feeling well?"
Xiao Wujie lowered his eyes slightly and shook his head, but Lu Zhufeng, who was not far away, said in a low voice: "I'm afraid he's been too comfortable."
"It's not easy to keep two IV drips running all afternoon."
Xiao Wujie gritted his teeth in hatred, his eyes seeming to want to devour him alive.
Lu Zhufeng mimicked his tone, bending his tall frame and snuggling into Ai Ruoman's arms: "Manman, I'm scared~"
The moment he finished speaking, the whole room burst into laughter.
After the excitement, it was getting dark.
As dusk settles and the night begins to fall, the city lights begin to twinkle.
In the long corridor, the lush lights outlined Xiao Wujie's tall and slender figure. He held a hand warmer in his hand, his handsome face serene, and he slightly raised his head to look up at the dark sky.
There, tiny silvery specks drifted down in the wind; the first snow of the year had quietly arrived.
He felt a warm touch from behind. Chu Liyue wrapped a white blanket around him and hugged him from behind.
"You're out in the wind as soon as you feel better. If you feel unwell, you'll start making a fuss again." There was no reproach in her tone, only tenderness and affection.
"Sister, it's snowing."
Xiao Wujie leaned against Chu Liyue, his voice as clear and pure as snow.
"My little one really loves snow."
Xiao Wujie chuckled and nodded, turning his head to touch her forehead. "On a snowy winter day, sister walked towards me."
"From then on, every time I encountered snow, I felt that my sister had come."
Chu Liyue paused for a moment, then smiled: "That winter, the snow arrived as scheduled, and so did my darling."
Under the snow-covered sky, they embraced, their eyes filled with each other.
From the first light of dawn to the white hair of dusk.
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