Chapter 816: Chapter 820 I Didn’t Cry
Ever since Qiao Yi had died, he had hardly closed his eyes for days.
His eyes, which had once been clear and distinct, now bore red veins, and he had noticeably lost weight.
If he kept this up, Ye Xingbei truly worried he wouldn’t last.
She lay down for a while, and once she confirmed that Gu Junzhu had indeed fallen asleep, she too drifted off into a light sleep.
These days had not been easy for her either.
On one hand, she mourned the death of Qiao Yi, on the other, she had to care for Gu Junzhu’s physical and emotional well-being and still find the energy to help Qiao Zui and the butler manage Qiao Yi’s funeral.
Both emotionally and physically.
Once she had confirmed that Gu Junzhu was asleep, she also quickly fell asleep.
But with troubles lingering in her mind these days, her sleep was never deep; caught between half-dream and half-awake, she suddenly felt something was amiss and she abruptly opened her eyes and woke up with a start.
She saw that Gu Junzhu, who had initially been lying on his back, was now somehow sprawled face down on the bed.
The light in the room was off, casting shadows everywhere, making it impossible for her to see the expression on Gu Junzhu’s face, but she could hear his teeth clenching tightly, indicating he was in pain.
Hurriedly, she turned on the light and bent over to check on him, “Gu Junzhu, what’s wrong?”
“Did I wake you?” Gu Junzhu’s voice trembled yet he tried to sound casual, “Old injury acting up, it’s nothing, I’ve taken medicine. I’ll just endure it.”
She had long known that Gu Junzhu had left his original job because of a physical injury.
She had also heard that Gu Junzhu’s injury had once been severe, so serious that he was bedridden and nearly died.
But since she had been at Gu Junzhu’s side, his old injury had never acted up.
When she first arrived, Gu Junzhu’s complexion was still pale and somewhat sickly.
However, over time, his complexion had steadily improved, almost indistinguishable from a healthy person.
Why did his old injury suddenly flare up?
Seeing him in pain, Ye Xingbei became panicked and distraught.
She broke out in a sweat, her heart trembling, and asked helplessly, “Where does it hurt? What can I do to help?”
“It’s nothing,” Gu Junzhu’s voice shook, but he seemed to carry a comforting smile, “Just an old injury, it will pass if I bear with it a little. Just go to sleep, you’ll see, I’ll be better once you wake up.”
If not for his muscles being rigid, rendering him immobile, he would have left the bedroom to avoid waking Ye Xingbei.
But when he woke up from a deep pain, he was already in such agony that he couldn’t move.
Ye Xingbei didn’t know what came over her, seeing his painfully pale face, his hair drenched in cold sweat, tears suddenly streamed down her face as she choked up, “What are you saying? How can I possibly sleep knowing you’re in such pain? Do you think I’m heartless?”
Her tears fell on Gu Junzhu’s face, damp and at this moment, Gu Junzhu, tormented to the point of numbness, couldn’t tell if they felt cool or warm.
Seeing her cry over him brought an indescribable feeling to his heart.
He wanted to raise his hand to touch the tears that had fallen on his cheek, wanting to wipe them off her face as well.
But he was in too much pain, his arms so stiff that he couldn’t even lift a fingertip.
He could only attempt a feeble smile, “Why so silly? What is there to cry about? I told you, it’s an old injury, used to happen often, I’m used to it. I’ve taken medicine, it will be better soon, can’t you just not be so foolish?”
“Who’s crying? You must have seen it wrong.” Ye Xingbei felt embarrassed, wiping her face with her hand, but the more she wiped, the more tears flowed. She didn’t want to cry, but couldn’t stop herself.
She could only lower her head, avoiding Gu Junzhu’s gaze, and reached out to touch him, “Where exactly does it hurt? Your arms? Legs? Or does your whole body ache?”