"No." Si Jin reached out to grab Yu Linyuan's hand, her voice as weak as ever due to her poor health: "No way."
"You're just trying to flatter me." The older man retorted, "Think about it yourself, from the first time we met until now, has every single word you've said to me been true?"
"have……"
Yu Linyuan didn't believe him: "Which sentence?"
"I love you... um..."
Yu Linyuan didn't want to kiss him while he was getting an IV drip, but those three ordinary words, when spoken by him, seemed to be given a special meaning.
Hearing this, my heart trembled violently: "Say it again."
"I love you." Si Jin said smoothly, but her voice grew softer and her tone more seductive with each word: "I love you."
"I love you."
Yu Linyuan's kisses grew increasingly fierce, and soon, this frail body could no longer withstand them.
But Si Jin would still repeat those three words over and over again each time.
After a long while, the old man finally calmed down and said, "If you're still not reassured, I'll keep saying it, every day, until you dream about it and it never stops."
Just like when you told me "I'm here," I hope that every time you hear it in the future, you will feel at ease.
"Okay, I've got it." Yu Linyuan touched his hand, which was a little cold, so he went out to get a hot water bottle and a towel to warm it up for him.
Si Jin lay there for a while and then slowly fell asleep.
That night, the doctor came in to examine him again. Soon after, he frowned with worry, and the old man's heart sank into his throat.
"Doctor, how is he/she?"
"The patient's heartbeat is a bit fast." The doctor advised, "I suggest resting at home for three or four days and observing carefully. Of course, it's also possible that he had some...dreams."
"ah?"
"Young people like him, it's normal to have girls they like at this age, and it's common to dream about them. You should understand." The doctor said, then turned and looked Yu Linyuan up and down: "Are you his...uncle?"
The young lady and her uncle, Lin Yuan, managed a weak smile: "The doctor really has... a discerning eye."
"Okay, prescribe a few doses of medicine to take home and drink. It's calming and soothing, and it won't do any harm. Just take good care of yourself and there won't be any problems."
"Thank you, doctor." Yu Linyuan took the prescription and began to think about how to keep the unruly, sickly, and weak Xiaojin at home for three or four days.
Just as he was pondering this, Assistant Jiang rushed up in a panic: "Master Yu, the people from Hongyan Pavilion have arrived. They insist on coming to this ward to apologize. What should we do?"
Yu Linyuan habitually reached into his pocket to stroke the white jade prayer beads he always carried. After a moment's thought, he said, "Tell them that Jinjin needs to rest. With the internet so advanced now, she can apologize online. After she finishes slapping herself, send the video over."
Jiang's Special Assistant: ...
"So...they probably...won't believe it..."
Yu Linyuan paused for a moment, then took a picture of Si Jin sleeping with his phone and handed it to Assistant Jiang: "Take my phone. Remember to let them see it once, but whatever you do, don't send the picture."
He won't give Jinjin to anyone else, not even photos.
"Oh." If it were someone else, they might think this was a threat from the world's No. 1 big shot, but Assistant Jiang always had a vague feeling that this seemed to be... the strange possessiveness of an old man?
After Assistant Jiang left, Yu Linyuan, while fiddling with his prayer beads, gradually remembered the Lingshi Temple he often visited.
He was also frail and sickly when he was a child, so his mother went to Lingshi Temple and knelt for forty-nine days, copying scriptures and praying for blessings every day.
Once things are settled here, he is willing to go and pray, bathe and fast, copy scriptures and worship Buddha, only wishing that his young friend can live a long and peaceful life.
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