Fu Yan was unusually quiet for a while. Just as Xiao Xin was about to fall asleep, he said again, "It's okay, brother. Even if you don't like me anymore one day, I will still like you and keep liking you until you like me again..."
Xiao Xin was so sleepy that all she could hear was a buzzing in her ears, and she unconsciously mumbled, "Hmm..."
Then she turned over and faced away from Fu Yan.
Fu Yan took it as tacit agreement, moved closer to his back, and hugged Xiao Xin back into his arms.
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The next day, before leaving home, Fu Yan made millet porridge for Xiao Xin and also stir-fried a few side dishes.
Xiao Xin slept until she naturally woke up, and it was almost eleven o'clock.
He got out of bed, washed up, went to the kitchen, ate the porridge and vegetables, and then took his medicine.
After eating, he felt weak all over and went back to bed.
However, after only two minutes of closing his eyes, Xiao Xin felt that life was getting a little too boring.
When he was with his ex-girlfriends, he used to work overtime every day, but in the past month, he seems to have been too idle.
However, this past month has indeed been more thrilling than the last twenty-odd years he has lived.
Because it was the first time he had experienced being loved, and also the feeling of loving someone...
It turns out that all his previous formalistic relationships were just empty talk.
He gently touched his lips with his finger, as if Fu Yan's warmth still lingered there, and his heart began to beat faster involuntarily.
"Buzz..." The phone vibrated on the bedside table.
Xiao Xin snapped back to reality. He unplugged the charger, saw it was an unfamiliar number, but still pressed the answer button and put it to his ear: "Hello?"
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