Meng Qing unknowingly finished the entire plate of fruit. When Shi Qian saw this, he quickly handed her the milk on the table as well.
"I'll drink this too."
Although Meng Qing was already very full, he couldn't bear to refuse Shi Qian, so he forced himself to finish all the milk.
Shi Qian was very satisfied to see that Meng Qing had finished eating and drinking, and felt that he could give himself a perfect score of 100 for taking care of patients.
Meng Qing couldn't stand Shi Qian's stare at her any longer, so she shifted her gaze and said, "It's quite late now, do you want to take a shower first?"
Shi Qian reluctantly got up, wanting to take a few more peeks at the fruits of his labor—
Meng Qing was well taken care of.
However, there were still a few things to finish, which Shi Qian could do after taking a shower. Without delay, she got up and walked towards the bathroom, humming a song.
Meng heard the bathroom door close and breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly stood up, opened the balcony door, and went out for some fresh air.
Damn, I'm so full.
Meng Qing tried to stand up straight and stand in the cold wind to burn off the body heat and speed up her digestion.
He didn't know what was wrong with him today, so he agreed so easily to come and sleep with Shi Qian.
Based on his lifestyle over the years and the hints in his dream, he has never liked having people around him, as it makes him feel very insecure.
Before he returned to the Meng family, everyone looked down on him because he was dirty and poor, and no one would go near him.
In his dream, after returning to the Meng family, he had power, status, and money, but everyone around him approached him with ulterior motives, all wanting to gain something from him.
In his previous life, Meng Qing had a phobia of men because of Shi Qian's scheming. He didn't like men at all, and his ending up with his so-called white moonlight was also to make amends.
But now, facing Shi Qian, he couldn't bring himself to say anything in refusal.
Even knowing that Shi Qian in his dream had schemed against him, he couldn't bring himself to say a harsh word when he met those sincere eyes.
That's it. From now on, I'll keep my distance from Shi Qian.
Meng Qing estimated that Shi Qian had finished washing up, then went back to the small living room and closed the balcony door.
Shi Qian came out with wet hair, wearing a loose pajama top with a low neckline, and Meng Qing immediately noticed his exposed collarbone.
It looks great.
I was thinking of keeping my distance from people, but I couldn't help but speak first.
"I'll blow-dry your hair."
After saying this, Meng Qing was stunned. What was wrong with him? Didn't he agree to stay away from Shi Qian?
He had intended to wait for Shi Qian to refuse so he could back down, but to his surprise, Shi Qian readily agreed.
"I hate blow-drying my hair, it's such a hassle. Why can't my hair just air dry after I wash it?"
As he spoke, he sprawled on the sofa, rested his head on the edge of the sofa, picked up the phone next to him, and started playing with it.
Meng Qing had already spoken, and it was too late to take it back. She could only walk over, pick up the hairdryer, and stand behind Shi Qian.
Shi Qian's hair is very soft, and it is slightly curly when it is completely wet. Meng Qing gently holds his hair, afraid of hurting Shi Qian if he uses too much force.
Shi Qian had a lot of hair, which became very bouncy after being dried. Meng Qing gently ran his fingers through Shi Qian's hair, which reminded him of the stalls he used to see selling hair outside the village school.
Shi Qian's hair was very soft, as if it had been blown up after being dried.
Meng Qing had never eaten it before and didn't know what it tasted like.
But he saw other classmates eat it, so it must be delicious.
Meng Qing really wanted to taste it right now, so he lowered his head and sniffed the strands of hair that Shi Qian had dried.
When he realized what he had done, he was instantly stunned.
How could I do such a thing?
He immediately took two steps back, inwardly blaming himself for acting impulsively.
"You're done blowing."
Meng Qing pretended to cough before speaking.
Shi Qian was completely unaware that Meng Qing was smelling his hair; his entire attention was focused on his mobile game.
Hearing Meng Qing say it was all right, he got up, picked up the allergy medicine on the table, carefully read the instructions, poured it for Meng Qing according to the doctor's orders, and piled it on the bottle cap.
"Remember to take your medicine, and then we'll go to sleep."
Shi Qian yawned. He was actually a little tired. After all, he had lived as a low-battery person for so many years, and it was already time for him to automatically shut down.
He got up, preparing to go to sleep, but as he passed Meng Qing, he suddenly remembered that he still had an important rule for caring for patients to follow.
Meng Qing thought Shi Qian was going to pass by, so she stepped aside to let him pass, but unexpectedly, a living person suddenly appeared in her arms.
Shi Qian opened her arms and hugged her.
"A sick person needs a warm hug."
Shi Qian murmured softly in Meng Qing's arms. Meng Qing couldn't hear what Shi Qian was saying, but he could feel that his heart was beating very abnormally.
My heart is beating too fast.
The warmth in his arms gave him a strange feeling; he had never hugged anyone like this before.
This is the first time.
But he doesn't dislike it.
Shi Qian hugged for a while, then let go, unaware that Meng Qing slowly opened her hands, preparing to hug him back.
Go to bed early.
Shi Qian yawned, quickly climbed into bed, wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, found a comfortable position, and began to fall asleep.
Meng Qing stood there, stunned. He didn't know why Shi Qian did this or why she hugged him.
Why blow-dry his hair? Why feed him fruit?
Why are you so good to him?
Could it be that Shi Qian likes him?
This explains why Shi Qian likes him, so she treats him well, takes care of him, worries about his allergies, is concerned that he isn't eating or dressed warmly enough, and worries that he might get sick at night and not be able to find anyone.
So, did the fact that Shi Qian treated him that way in the dream stem from love turning into hatred?
Can't have it, so you destroy it?
Meng Qing's memories of the dream have become increasingly blurred over time; he can only remember the general outline now.
Shi Qian often made things difficult for him in his dreams.
He probably has a clue now. Perhaps the child doesn't know how to express affection and is trying to attract his attention in various ways.
He vaguely knew about these things; he had heard in school that if a boy had a crush on a girl, he would like to bully her.
Sometimes I would tug at her braids, poke her back, or kick her chair.
Meng Qing thought this was childish. If you like someone, you should pursue them properly. What's the point of bullying someone?
But children don't understand what love is, so they can only express it in this way, as if being special to you means I love you.
Meng Qing didn't understand before, but now that she sees Shi Qian, she feels like she's realized something.
Perhaps this is his way of expressing his affection?
Does Shi Qian like me?
But how can that be allowed?
Although Meng Qing knew that he ended up with his so-called "white moonlight" in his dream, he didn't think he liked boys.
He has no impulses towards anyone, neither men nor women.
He couldn't possibly like Shi Qian.
This won't do; we can't let this relationship continue down this wrong path.
Meng Qing secretly made a decision: starting tomorrow, she would keep her distance from Shi Qian.
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