Chapter 1 (2/2)

No wonder it was raining red. That he would actually send someone to pick her up, after receiving that text… So it had been Secretary Wei who saw the text. This was even more embarra.s.sing. What a way to lose face.

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When they left, outside his room, there were several baskets on the ground. Brilliant purples and reds, and other colors. The aroma filled the air. Hehe bent down, and picked up a uniquely decorated basket. “This one looks nice. Let me have it.”

Zheng Xie grabbed on her collar to pull her back up. “Hospital flowers are unlucky.”

“Today is Qixi, but I didn’t even receive any flowers.” Hehe wanted to break free from his grip.

“When we leave the hospital, I’ll buy you some.”

“But I like these,” Hehe insisted.

Zheng Xie clearly looked like a sick patient before, but was moving very agilely right now. Hehe wasn’t sure how he did it, but the basket was no longer in her hands, and she had been pulled back to her feet. With a blink of an eye, they had already left the patient room. What’s so great about knowing a bit of martial arts? Hehe was being dragged away by the wrist, as she looked back towards the basket of flowers.

Hehe drowsily fell into sleep. She faintly heart Zheng Xie say, “Xiao w.a.n.g, turn down the air conditioning.” The car made a turn, and Hehe’s head hit the gla.s.s. Aiya! And she woke up again. Using the light s.h.i.+ning into the car, she looked over to Zheng Xie. His face was pale, and he looked a bit lifeless. His skin was originally white, but now it was almost transparent. A small, white face that contrasted with a pair of s.h.i.+ning, dark, bottomless eyes.

The directionally challenged Hehe just realized that the car was headed toward the West District, where she lived. Actually, the hospital Zheng Xie was just staying in was much closer to his luxury apartment, only ten minutes or so away.

“Driver w.a.n.g, send Zheng…Xie gege first. I’m not in a rush.”

“I’m going there today too.” Then Zheng Xie leaned back and closed his eyes.

Zheng Xie’s “there,” was in the same building that Xiao Hehe was going to. In fact, it was right across from her place. His apartment was twice as large as hers though, and he stayed there less than two weeks a year. Xiao Hehe had a foreboding feeling, and her sleepiness disappeared.

Sure enough, Zheng Xie walked right into her apartment with her. He took off his shoes, and, as if addressing a servant, naturally said, “Go to my place and bring me a pair of underwear and my bathrobe. And make me a bowl of noodles…make them tender. And add in an egg.” Then he headed straight to the bathroom.

Seriously…! Although he was a patient, she had also just gotten off a long plane journey. If he really wanted, there could be a street full of young ladies willing to cook him noodles and wait on him. Why did he have to order her around? Xiao Hehe cursed silently, then rubbed her nose, and resigned to look for Zheng Xie’s house keys.

As Zheng Xie ate his noodles, she went to shower. She also washed the clothes Zheng Xie left behind. She really just took whatever came at her. When she came out, the noodles were all eaten. There wasn’t even any soup left. The bowl was just left in the sink, so Xiao Hehe washed it.

She didn’t see Zheng Xie, and figured he must have returned to his place. Wearing her pajamas and slippers, she went into her darkened bedroom, and threw herself onto her bed.

“Ah––”

“Yah.”

The short scream was Zheng Xie’s, the long one was hers. Xiao Hehe had fallen right onto Zheng Xie. She got up, and turned on the lights. “You’re sleeping in the wrong place. This is my house!”

She could understand him showering here, because it had already been more than two months since he lived in his apartment. Maybe he was worried that the water in the tap wasn’t clean. But even if no one had slept in his bed for two months, that doesn’t mean he can sleep in hers.

“Oh.” Zheng Xie didn’t answer, his voice sounding very deep in sleep.

“Where am I supposed to sleep?” This time, Zheng Xie didn’t even make a sound. He just turned over, and continued to sleep. He curled up when he slept, burying his head in his arms, just like a child. Hehe relented. She touched his forehead. It wasn’t hot anymore, but it was covered in sweat.

Remembering that he’d been admitted to the hospital for a fever, she covered him with a blanket, and another thinner layer. Then she took out a towel from the cabinet, and went to sleep on the living room sofa. Just put the blame on her house only having one bed. And she wasn’t going to sleep in Zheng Xie’s big, empty apartment. She’d have nightmares all night.

In the middle of the night, Hehe woke up, freezing cold. This d.a.m.ned weather. The weather report said it would be 30 degrees (86 F), and yet it was so cold tonight. That thin towel wouldn’t keep her warm. And her two thicker blankets were covering Zheng Xie right now. Xiao Hehe got up, put on her jacket, and then lied back down.

It was still cold. And the sofa that was normally so comfy on a lazy day, was now like torture. Her bones were going to change shape. The clock on the wall said 3 o’clock. Xiao Hehe’s mind and body were both tired, but she couldn’t get to sleep.

She crept into her bedroom, thinking to take one of the blankets Zheng Xie was using. The curtains were open, and the moonlight shone in. Zheng Xie was still curled up, looking not at all like his usual elegant self. One blanket was covering him, and the other was firmly under him. Xiao Hehe was tired and sleepy and angry. She pulled on the blankets, but they didn’t budge. And she didn’t want to wake Zheng Xie. She pulled again on the blanket, but could only pull it out partway. Then she just lied down, and before long, she fell asleep.

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