"It's nothing," Mo Qing shook her head.
Just seeing Ji Muhan's face made her unable to leave. The fact that he could come out so openly showed that he didn't need pity.
But it pained her!
My heart aches beyond words; I don't know how to express it.
"Cough cough cough." Ji Muhan clenched her fist and coughed a few times.
"Hanhan, are you alright?" Mo Qing noticed that his cough was not loud, as if he was deliberately lowering his voice, and she quickly moved closer to him out of concern.
"I'm fine," Ji Muhan replied calmly, suppressing the tickle in her throat.
She couldn't remember when she fell asleep, only that she woke up suddenly in the middle of the night for some unknown reason. The torchlight was already quite dim and looked like it was about to go out, so she quickly got up and added some firewood.
It only returned to Ji Muhan's side after it caught fire. In the firelight, his brows were furrowed, as if he was in great pain, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. Mo Qing was startled and reached out to touch it, only to find that his forehead was burning hot.
He has a fever.
"Hanhan, Hanhan." Mo Qing panicked and tried to wake him.
His tightly closed eyes seemed to be struggling to open, and Mo Qing called out a few more times before he slowly raised his eyes, his gaze confused and vulnerable.
"You have a fever, what should we do?" Mo Qing felt a slight pang in her heart as she looked at him.
"It's okay, I'll get some sleep and feel better tomorrow." His tone was nonchalant, but his voice was hoarse, which didn't sound convincing at all.
Mo Qing frowned, picked up a bamboo tube standing on the rock wall not far away. It contained fresh water they had brought before coming down. "Have some water."
Ji Muhan sat up and took a few sips from Mo Qing's hand. Mo Qing suddenly remembered when she used his water bottle to drink water before. Back then, he was such a strong person. Now, for her sake, he has gone through all this trouble.
Thinking it over, she took off her shirt, not caring that she was only wearing a bra, and reached out to cover him with the shirt.
He raised an eyebrow slightly, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips. "What, trying to take advantage of me again?"
The things the girl had done to him before were quite "shocking".
He'd actually gotten somewhat used to these occasional acts of taking advantage of others...
From his deliberately lighthearted, teasing tone, one could hear a barely perceptible strain. It was clear that he was trying to keep her from feeling guilty, so he forced himself to joke with her.
"Yeah, it's rare that you can't move. Do you think I would let such a good opportunity slip by?" Mo Qing gave a fake lewd laugh, but she felt a little sour inside.
How could a man like this evoke such heartache, and how could anyone like him so much…
She didn't know if he was this ruthless to himself when he was in the army, but now her heart was truly clenched, all for him. Even in this situation, she was still able to maintain a nonchalant and joking demeanor.
It hurts so much…
"You don't need to go to such lengths." Ji Muhan glanced at her bare shoulders, then looked away, speaking indifferently.
With Shen Shaolin and the others not around, if she falls ill because of this, he won't be able to take care of her, which would be a real problem.
Mo Qing remained silent, thinking quietly to herself:
Why not do it this way?
What, you only got shot because of me?
Of course, Mo Qing would never say those words aloud.
She shook her head, not only refusing to wear it, but also lying down next to him and reaching out to hug him tightly again.
They were pressed tightly together, fitting perfectly.
Mo Qing was not usually one to blush easily, but in this quiet and strange atmosphere, her ears felt a little hot.
“In that situation, I would have taken a bullet for anyone, not because of you.” Ji Muhan paused for a moment, pursed her lips, and then said calmly.
He knew that the girl's actions were indeed correct in terms of reason and emotion, but she was, after all, just a girl, and she shouldn't let such illusions take over her mind.
He wasn't interested in romantic relationships, and his parents' past clearly told him that if he couldn't distinguish between being moved and liking someone, getting together, or even getting married, would only lead to tragedy.
Why not just stay like this, and be alone for the rest of my life?
“But I don’t care. You took a bullet for me and saved me. I know you’re a soldier. Even if it wasn’t me who fell into the water, but someone else, or even Gao Xiaoxiao, whom he was somewhat annoyed with.”
Mo Qing's eyes were red, and her voice was low and hoarse, "I know you would still jump into the river to save her without hesitation." Therefore, he didn't need to emphasize it further…
Ji Muhan's eyes flickered slightly, but she simply pursed her lips and remained silent, unsure of the deeper meaning behind her words.
Mo Qing was used to it and hadn't expected him to answer, so she continued on her own.
"Actually, you didn't have to jump into the water back then. It wasn't your mission anyway. If you hadn't saved me, you might have already been out of the forest by now. But what could I do? Hanhan, you still saved me!"
And more than once.
"I just happen to like you too!"
She would never fall in love with anyone else but him.
So let's leave it at that...
Ji Muhan's eyelashes trembled slightly as she lowered her head to conceal the complex emotions surging in her eyes.
He said, "I can't remember people."
“I know.” Mo Qing lowered her eyes.
She already knew that; he didn't need to repeat himself.
Ji Muhan's eyes were deep and unfathomable. She was accidentally choked, and her fever, which made her cough even more violently.
Mo Qing felt sorry for him after hearing this.
Their already intimate bodies pressed even closer together.
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