After saying that, he turned and left, walking faster than usual.
Lin Yanran glanced at Yu Jiuyuan, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, and then at Rong Shenghan, who was guarding the bedside. Her lips moved, but in the end she didn't say anything and just stood there without moving.
Xie Zhecheng placed the water glass on the bedside table and said to Rong Shenghan, "Call us if you need any help."
Rong Shenghan nodded, his gaze never leaving Yu Jiuyuan's face.
Xie Zhecheng and Lin Yanran exchanged a glance, then turned and gently closed the door.
The room fell silent again, with only Yu Jiuyuan's suppressed breathing remaining.
Rong Shenghan pulled her into his arms, letting her lean on his shoulder. He gently placed one hand on her lower abdomen, the warmth of his palm seeping through the thin fabric, bringing a touch of comfort.
"Are you feeling better?" he asked, resting his chin on the top of her head.
Yu Jiuyuan snuggled closer to him, nodded, and said in a muffled voice, "Mmm." The pain seemed to have really eased a bit, probably because the medicine was starting to take effect, or perhaps it was the warmth of his palm that had an effect.
With her eyes closed, listening to his steady heartbeat, she suddenly found it a little funny.
In the past, she would always bear the pain of her period alone, either taking a pill to get through it or sleeping all day wrapped in a blanket. She never imagined that so many people would be around her, worrying about whether she was in pain or whether she should call a doctor.
These people she "conquered," these people she regarded as her "possessions," seem to have unknowingly occupied an increasingly important place in her life.
Just like now, Rong Shenghan's embrace is warm, Xie Zhecheng's medicine is bitter, Yuan Xu runs to get the essential oil with a serious expression, and Lin Yanran's awkward and worried look isn't so annoying after all.
The pain in my lower abdomen gradually subsided, turning into a dull, aching ache.
Yu Jiuyuan relaxed and leaned against Rong Shenghan's chest, her consciousness becoming somewhat hazy.
She felt him lower his head and place a light kiss on her forehead, carrying his cool, refreshing scent.
"Go to sleep for a while," he said, his voice so gentle it could melt your heart. "The pain will be gone when you wake up."
Yu Jiuyuan hummed in agreement, her eyelids growing heavier and heavier.
She remembered when Rong Shenghan stood at the door and told her to keep warm when she left in the morning, she remembered the text message he sent at noon asking if she had eaten on time, and she remembered how his arms were still a little strong when he hugged her just now, but they were so steady that it made her feel at ease.
Perhaps, I'm really starting to favor him more and more.
The thought flashed through her mind, but before Yu Jiuyuan could think about it further, she drifted off to sleep.
She didn't see that after she fell asleep, Rong Shenghan looked down at her pale sleeping face, his eyes filled with complex and deep emotions, which eventually turned into a barely audible sigh and another gentle kiss on the top of her head.
The wind outside the window was still blowing, carrying the warmth of April, stirring the gauze curtains and also stirring the gentleness that flowed quietly in the room, a gentleness that even the person in question was not fully aware of.
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