Chapter 14 - Catching Cold (2/2)

She slept deep into the night and when she woke she found herself wrapped tightly in Song Yuming’s arms. She was sweating and felt better, but she was still weak. Song Yuming slept, his breathing steady, his brows slightly knit. She looked at him and reflexively reached out to stroke his brow, but as soon as she was about to touch him she stopped short. There was a brief pause and then her hand drew back.

That soft hand of hers had been caught by a big, rough hand. Song Yuming’s eyes were open, looking at her, but he said nothing.

Xue Dongting coughed lightly, blushing. “You were faking!”

He smiled. “I was really asleep, but you woke me up.”

She blinked. “I don’t believe you. I barely moved, how did that wake you up?”

Just as she said this she was pulled in closer . He brushed his bluish stubble against her smooth forehead. It was scratchy and itchy. She wanted to turn away, but he head onto her head so she couldn’t.

Song Yuming looked at her, eyes smiling. “You’re not hot anymore. How did you recover so quickly?”

Her heart jumped. She felt his smile was somewhat lewd. She was no longer fevered, but she was still weak. “My head hurts,” she said softly. “I don’t have the energy.” She said this as pitifully as she could.

“Mm,” he said. “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have taken you with me. Go on to sleep.” He held her tightly.

Her clothes were damp from her fevered sweats, but he was holding her tight. “I’m all sweaty,” she reminded him. “I’ll get your clothes damp…”

“Mm,” Song Yuming grunted. He didn’t loosen his grip. “It doesn’t matter,” he mumbled, eyes closed.

Xue Dongting looked at his weathered face, her heart twisted in knots.