Chapter 63 - 63. Sick... (2/2)
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Their following days passed seemingly peacefully.
On days, Feng Jiajie who had just entered college a year ago, would come to visit them and play with them, he also bossed around them making them call him 'uncle' for no good reason, but it was hard for him too.
When facing these stone-faced children, who didn't act childish, it was like he saw a part of himself on them, it was of him when he was young.
Feng Jiajie's father was the Personal Assistant of Qin Mo, and as far as he could remember, his father has always been out of business and it didn't spend much time with him...as he grew up, he naturally wasn't close but as a child he still felt sad and unfortunate, but as he grew up and knew the man called Qin Mo, he became proud of his father who was his right-hand man.
Anyway, he knew what a life felt like without parents with you so, he wanted to become at least someone, who these kids will look for when in need and not just keep everything inside their heart, their grudges, their hopes, their emotions...at least he wanted to become someone who will support the next generation Qin.
He wanted them to act their age but on a basic level, he loved teasing them too, particularly Meilin.
Though she seemed happy-go-lucky, it wasn't news that she was a very strict person.
She might go with your joke but once you cross the line she won't remain civil, she will just look at you with cold-eyes and make you feel your existence equals to dirt in front of her!
The first day he asked her to call him 'Uncle' when she in her childish voice called him 'Da-ge', she looked at him with strange eyes, but as if, she could read his soul, his reason for doing it, her face morphed into a cold countenance and she had called him 'Uncle'....well, after that, it seems she came to peace with it and nowadays, the little lady called him uncle with a tinge of respect too.
Anyway, except the days he came to disturb them, the days went without any major things happening.
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These seemingly normal days went on for another three months.
It was the Rainy season, it was June...the weather changed like a woman's heart...sometimes sunny beyond reason and the next moment, it would rain cats and dogs.
Due to sudden change in temperature and season, Xuan caught a cold.
He has been tortured by high-tech equipment to supplement himself from a young age, he was kept under the watch of those in white coats as long as he could remember, one this he got from all this, he hated hospitals and the people in it, it may be the doctors, it was psychological rejection in his part, or it may be the patients....he didn't want to feel weak, he didn't want to go through that despair.
He vehemently rejected medicines, even Chinese medicine was rejected because of the smell.
He didn't allow anyone to come close, he really acted like a wounded beast, who with his last ounce of sanity and perseverance, was protecting itself.
Even those hard to please CEOs in the melodramatic Chinese web novels have exceptions and it was only our lovely Xuan ba....Meilin was allowed to come close but only up to a certain distance, he didn't want her to catch his cold, but it was an irony that he would only touch a thing, say medicines, iff Meilin was in his line of scope and vision.
The day he caught his fever, Meilin felt very uneasy.
It was the type of unease, where you have an inkling that the world might actually be coming to an end.
Well, the whole day she sat with him, talking to him, tending to him....it was really a very beautiful sight to see, these kids were off the charts in visuals and with both of them together in a serene environment, it added extra charm and halo to the picture.
He looked pale but because of that, he was like a frail beauty and Meilin who was tending to him with her sleek hairs tied in a pony, appearing very handsome looked like his knight.
But that very day, something changed...which will change the type of their relationship for a long time from now...