Chapter 84: True Feelings Revealed (5)
"She really looks like you. What would you do if I really fell in love with her?"
"I'll do my best to protect her."
"I knew you would say that. I hope you won't forget what I said today."
After he finished speaking, Feng Qinghan stood up, walked to the bedside and sat down again, took off the white cloth covering Yin Yin's forehead, put , and then gently wiped Yin Yin's face. After Guisha took a look, he continued to drink by himself. Fortunately, Feng Qinghan never lacked wine, and they were all top quality.
When Yin Yin woke up from her sleep, she was surprised by the unfamiliar environment, but when she saw the familiar figure in her eyes, everything was no longer so strange.
"How are you? Are you feeling better?"
"Um."
The first person that came into Yinyin's sight was Feng Qinghan. She didn't know why she was here, but when she saw Feng Qinghan's gentle eyes looking at her, she had already forgotten moved and throbbing? When she was sure that everything in front of her was not a dream, Yinyin tried hard to get up from the bed, but she felt exhausted and powerless...
"Don't get up, you need to rest well--"
Feng Qinghan gently pressed Yin Yin's arm, as if he didn't want her to be too tired. In order to make no sound, Yin Yin just grabbed Feng Qinghan's wrist with one hand with only a weak force, as if trying to push him away. Realizing that Yin Yin was determined to get up, Feng Qinghan no longer stopped her and helped her sit up. Yin Yin, who had just sat up with difficulty with the help of Feng Qinghan, began to pant, and her whole body was so weak that she even found it very difficult to get up.
"Just say don't get up."
Cherish? Or blame? Feng Qinghan's soft words did not contain any blame at all, and his expression was full of care. He did not forget to support Yinyin, fearing that Yinyin would fall down if he let go. Hearing Feng Qinghan's voice, Yinyin slowly calmed down her breathing.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing that the person in his arms hadn't moved for a long time, Feng Qinghan sat down so that he and Yinyin were in the same perspective. It was not that he had never seen Yinyin's appearance when she just woke up from a serious illness, but the Yinyin in front of him really made him feel very sorry for her. Her pale face, pale lips, and eyes that were staring at him without knowing what she was thinking, her appearance made Feng heart ripple again. Was it because they hadn't seen each other for too long? Feng Qinghan had the urge to hug Yinyin tightly in his arms, but he still held back. If it were the old him, he would have probably thrown Yinyin to the ground and unscrupulously demanded everything he wanted. Facing such a Yinyin, he actually remained sober and rational. He had never thought about this problem, let alone considered it. You know, these days, Feng Qinghan has been waiting by Yinyin's side for a moment, and has never left for a step.
In the pair of eyes looking at Feng Qinghan, it seemed as if there were countless words they wanted to say, but they were holding back something. Even Feng Qinghan, who claimed to be a love saint and could read other people's minds, didn't know what the pair of eyes looking at him at this moment wanted to express. He was stunned, confused, and puzzled. He wanted to ask, but after looking into those eyes, he couldn't say anything.
Just when Feng Qinghan felt at a loss for the first time, crystal clear water drops silently slid down Yinyin's face. Feng Qinghan was stunned, but before he could say anything, another unexpected situation occurred. Yinyin slowly approached his arms and leaned on his chest. Her two slender and weak hands tightly grasped his clothes, as if she wanted to vent something but said nothing, but her tears continued to flow silently. Feng Qinghan suddenly understood something and gently hugged Yinyin with both hands...
I don't know how long it took before Yinyin fell asleep in Feng Qinghan's arms. Even though he knew this, Feng Qinghan still wrapped his arms around her, not wanting to let her go. In his heart, he also felt that he was experiencing a joy he had never experienced before? Just holding Yinyin in his arms, he felt very happy in his heart. He had never had this thought before. It turned out that just hugging someone could make him feel so happy.
I don't know when the ghost came into the room, walking without making any sound, and placed a bowl of pitch-black medicinal soup on the table...
"Let her drink this when she wakes up later."
This time it was Feng Qinghan who remained silent. It was not that Feng Qinghan did not know that the ghost had arrived, but he did not want to let go. While holding Yin Yin in his arms, he looked carefully at the person he had not seen for a long time and did not want to look away. He gently wiped the tear marks left on Yin Yin's face with his fingertips, seeming to completely ignore the arrival and existence of the ghost.
After standing by the table for a while, regardless of whether Feng Qinghan nodded or not, Guisha walked to the bedside, bent down and took Yinyin's pulse with her hand. Guisha's actions did not cause any dissatisfaction in Feng Qinghan. On the contrary, Feng Qinghan seemed to be completely indifferent and unconcerned? It seemed that he treated Guisha as a transparent existence.
After a moment, Guisha withdrew his hand and stood up straight: "It's no longer a big deal. All you need to do next is take the medicine on time and take good care of yourself. You'll be fine."
Feng Qinghan still did not answer, still looking at the sleeping person in his arms motionlessly, which made Guisha feel a little dissatisfied. Usually, Feng Qinghan talked and Guisha was silent, but this time it was completely the other way around, so it was inevitable that Guisha would feel dissatisfied.
"...I'm telling you, the ranking meeting is about to begin, why don't you show up? Your subordinates and guardians are all back, don't just stay here all the time, it's really hard for Feng Yan to show his displeasure to the people who come here."
Guisha's rare sermon was not what he wanted to say, but it was the case these days. Feng Qinghan had never left the room and had ordered that no one was allowed to disturb him without his order. Making things difficult for Feng Yan only made his usually cold face even colder. Even the guardians were no exception and were all kept outside the door by him. Guisha admired him very much for this. It was rare to have such a loyal subordinate. Thinking of his master, Guisha secretly sighed for Feng Yan.
