Chapter 42 Kissing His Chin
He Xilou's voice was inexplicably captivating, with a lingering magnetism that struck directly at the soul.
Meng Shiyi's breathing suddenly stopped and her heartbeat gradually accelerated. She sat back in her seat, shook her head, and whispered:
“…It was a misunderstanding.”
He Xilou slowly sat down beside her and handed her the medicine. His eyes were dark and deep, and his emotions were unclear: "Your medicine."
"Thanks."
He drove her here and helped her get medicine.
Invisibly, Meng Shiyi felt that she was getting closer and closer to her own moon.
She held a round orange tangerine in her palm and asked softly, "Do you want to eat it?"
Meng Shiyi looked at him obediently, blinking her moist almond-shaped eyes, which were shimmering with fragmented light, as if containing bright stars and filled with the other person's reflection.
He Xilou crossed his legs and said with great interest: "Peel it for me."
“…”
Who is the patient after all?
Meng Shiyi withdrew her hand, lowered her head, and carefully peeled the orange for him, pulling out all the white veins. She handed it to him again and blinked:
"for you."
He Xilou glanced over lazily and said pickily, "I only want a small piece."
"Okay." Meng Shiyi agreed obediently and broke off a small piece for him.
Unexpectedly, He Xilou's handsome face suddenly came over.
He actually lowered his head and bit it with his mouth.
Meng Shiyi's pupils suddenly shrank, as if she had been electrocuted, and she immediately withdrew her fingertips.
The man's hot breath still lingered on her index finger, carrying a burning temperature.
It made her heart itch.
He Xilou seemed to be completely unaware of the ambiguity of this action. He bit the orange, rolled his Adam's apple, and let out a low laugh.
“It’s really sweet.”
"..." Meng Shiyi's ears suddenly felt hot, her throat felt dry, and she couldn't utter a word.
At this moment, Meng Shiyi was called to get an IV drip. She fled from the scene like she was escaping.
The nurse on duty at night was very gentle. After giving her the injection, she reminded her to take good care of the infusion bottle and replace it in time.
Meng Shiyi sat on the chair, watching the liquid in the bottle drop by drop.
I still feel a little uncomfortable and dizzy, and I don’t even want to look at my phone.
Meng Shiyi tilted her head slightly.
He Xilou was still sitting next to her, lazily leaning back in his chair, holding a tablet in his hand, which contained some business-related stuff.
Why doesn't this person leave yet?
Maybe Meng Shiyi's gaze was too direct.
He Xilou turned his head, his gaze resting on her leisurely, his brows slightly raised, and he asked slowly, "What's wrong?"
Meng Shiyi spoke cautiously: "Are you...going to stay with me?"
"Who else will accompany you?" he asked as a matter of course.
Meng Shiyi choked slightly.
She couldn't describe what it felt like to be incapable of expressing herself. It was as if a seed was quietly sprouting and would break through the soil when she wasn't paying attention.
She wanted He Xiluo to leave quickly, but she also wanted him to stay and spend more time with her. She had a very conflicting feeling.
But at least, she was craving the time they spent together. Every time she was alone with He Xilou, it was like she was dreaming a beautiful and colorful dream.
Even one more minute or one second will do.
Meng Shiyi blinked her sore eyes, raised her head slightly, looked at the drip quietly, and cleared her mind.
Soon, I felt sleepy.
Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and her vision seemed to be covered by a thick and blurry fog. Even if she tried hard to stay awake, her eyelids still drooped in the end.
Meng Shiyi was in a daze. She closed her eyes and opened them immediately.
He Xilou typed on his tablet and asked in a deep voice, "Why don't you sleep if you're tired?"
“…Keep an eye on the IV.”
I'll have to take the second bottle later.
He Xilou seemed to laugh out of anger, then turned around and asked, "Do you think I'm dead?"
“…” It looked like he really wanted to accompany her until she finished losing.
Meng Shiyi said "Oh", closed her eyes with peace of mind, and fell asleep soon.
With He Xilou by my side, I felt a sense of security...
The hospital was quiet and peaceful.
He Xilou was halfway through his work when he raised his eyelids and lazily turned his head to look at the girl beside him.
Meng Shiyi slept very well, with her head slightly tilted towards him, a few strands of black hair hanging in front of her, her eyebrows and eyes gentle, and her whole body exuding the faint fragrance of white camellia, as if a soft and comfortable spring breeze was blowing.
She was like a little animal, sleeping uneasily, murmuring something.
It was a bit of a babble and I couldn't hear clearly.
The soft spot in He Xilou's heart gradually collapsed. For some unknown reason, he poked her face and asked casually:
"Why do you always hide from me?"
Meng Shiyi seemed to have heard it, but through the mask, she spoke vaguely:
"I'm not hiding from you..."
So obedient.
He Xilou sneered and poked it twice, like teasing a cat.
Meng Shiyi's voice was soft and a little aggrieved: "Don't poke me...it hurts..."
He Xilou's eyes flashed with interest, and he leaned close to her ear, saying jokingly:
"Okay, then you can call me 'Brother Xilou'."
The girl murmured unconsciously, her voice so soft that water could drip out of it, sweeter than honey, and it would melt one's heart:
"Brother Xilou~"
He Xilou narrowed his eyes, a strange emotion rising in his heart, and his long raven-feather eyelashes hid the obscurity and depth in his eyes...
Meng Shiyi slept very soundly.
When I woke up, the second bottle was already finished.
She opened her eyes sleepily and looked sideways.
He Xilou was supporting his chin with one hand, glancing at her nonchalantly, and she didn't know when he started staring at her.
? !!
Meng Shiyi blinked and slowly woke up.
She lowered her head, took off her mask, and observed herself with a small mirror.
His face had a sickly paleness and he looked frail, but the redness and swelling that had been noticeable before had completely subsided.
Meng Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
He Xilou put away the tablet and stood up: "Let's go, I'll take you back."
When Meng Shiyi sat in the passenger seat of the Maybach, her face still felt a little numb, but it was much better than the burning and stinging sensation before.
The phone rang, it was Meng Huaili calling. After the call was connected, an anxious male voice came:
"What happened? I couldn't find you after your performance, and I called you several times just now, but you didn't answer."
Meng Shiyi muted her phone while receiving the IV drip, fearing to disturb others. She also happened to be asleep, so she didn't even look at her phone.
"Brother, I had some allergies. I just went to the hospital. It's nothing serious. I'm completely healed now."
The other party breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, I was worried about you. Where are you now?"
Meng Shiyi hesitated for two seconds and said honestly, "In... He Xilou's car."
At the same time, the "driver" Master He was staring at her quietly, with a half-smile on his lips.
Meng Huaili fell silent for a long time before he spoke: "West Tower?"
He Xilou hummed, and said in a casual and calm tone, "It's just on the way."
Meng Huaili: "Thank you so much."
He Xilou chuckled, his tone meaningful:
"You're welcome, your sister is my sister~"
After all, a little rabbit was sweetly calling him "Brother Xilou" when he was sleeping just now.
The two chatted briefly for a few more minutes before hanging up.
However, when Meng Shiyi heard the word "sister", her fingertips clenched the corner of her clothes.
It felt like a heavy rock was pressing on my chest, making me feel suffocated and unable to breathe.
There was a calm and rational voice in her mind, constantly repeating and reminding her:
——He Xilou only treats you as his sister. That’s why he stays with you in the hospital. All the ambiguity you think he has with you is just wishful thinking and fantasy.
Meng Shiyi pursed her lips, lowered her eyelashes, and slowly took back her phone.
He Xilou tilted his head to remind her: "Seat belt."
Meng Shiyi lowered her head, absentminded, and didn't react. She said in a daze: "Huh?"
He Xilou suddenly leaned towards her and reached out to grab the buckle of her seat belt.
The distance between the two people suddenly shortened, almost sticking together.
Meng Shiyi suddenly came to her senses and was frightened by his sudden action. She looked up suddenly, and her soft lips unexpectedly rubbed against He Xilou's chin.
In an instant.
Both of them were stunned at the same time.
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