Even if there is sadness in her eyes now, or emotions he cannot understand.
But he didn't think she would do such a thing, even with all the evidence right in front of him, he still didn't believe it.
Her music is so pure and so touching. Although she often plays heavier pieces now, there is sadness in them, but no suffocating oppression.
He prefers to believe that those things were just a misunderstanding.
"Xu Ziyu." Luo Xikui's eyes suddenly opened, staring straight ahead.
Xu Ziyu thought she had regained consciousness, but she immediately became dazed and confused again, repeatedly calling his name.
Xu Ziyu, Tuantuan, Ayu, Ziyu, Xiaoyu, Xiaotuanzi...
He even wondered if she was drunk, since she called out all his names.
“I’m here.” He took her hand and noticed that it was also unusually hot.
He was unsure whether the flush on her face was from being drunk or had a fever, so he touched her forehead, which was also a little hot.
"Luo Xikui, can you hear me?" Xu Ziyu gently patted her cheek.
"Tuantuan..." She felt this dream was so real, and burst into tears. She sat up and hugged Xu Ziyu, sobbing, "I feel so bad..."
Xu Ziyu thought she was probably drunk and feverish, and her mind was confused, which was why she was hugging him and crying like that.
"I'll call them and ask for fever reducers." Xu Ziyu tried to remove her arm from her neck, but she held on tightly, crying and making a fuss.
He had no choice but to hug her back to comfort her. The softness of the woman pressed against his chest, and the feeling was strange. Her body fragrance and the scent of wine filled his nostrils.
"Luo Xikui, stop messing around." Xu Ziyu frowned, helpless at the woman who was rubbing against him so restlessly.
"Xu Ziyu, how could I not like you? I like you to death." Luo Xikui cried, her suppressed words only able to be vented in her dreams.
Xu Ziyu was taken aback by this sudden confession. People say that people speak the truth when they are drunk, so this must be her true feelings.
All that talk about her having boyfriends and them not being able to be together was just her nonsense, and he didn't believe a word of it.
"Xu Ziyu, go away, we can't be together anymore." Luo Xikui struggled in her dream, pushed away his chest, and then lay back on the bed with a thud, sobbing softly.
Seeing her like this, Xu Ziyu felt that he should get a thermometer and ice packs, so he called room service. Fortunately, he had studied Japanese and was basically fluent.
About ten minutes later, everything was brought up.
Xu Ziyu went to the bathroom, wrung out a towel, and wiped her face.
Perhaps because she was too hot, she kicked off the blanket and even untied the belt of her bathrobe.
Underneath her bathrobe, she wore only a cotton tank top and a pair of cartoon-patterned shorts with McDull on them.
He had no romantic thoughts whatsoever. He pulled her clothes back up, put a fever-reducing patch on her forehead, poured her a glass of water, and fed her fever-reducing medicine.
But this guy is afraid of taking medicine and stubbornly refuses to swallow the pill.
"You're still so willful even when you're sick." Xu Ziyu paused for a moment, then reluctantly took a sip of warm water, and with one arm around her and the other holding her chin, awkwardly fed the water into her mouth.
After giving her water, he couldn't help but stick out the tip of his tongue and probe her mouth to see if she had swallowed the pill.
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