This question unexpectedly made Song Lili subconsciously turn her gaze to Wen Nian too...
"Your forehead is all sweaty... so much sweat..."
Tang Xiaocao said this, and only then did Song Lili realize that, indeed, Wen Nian’s forehead was beaded with sweat... The temperature in the sickroom was pleasant, not enough to make someone sweat so much.
Wen Nian wiped his forehead and chuckled,
"It’s your sister who annoyed me."
Tang Xiaocao laughed after hearing that.
Wen Nian took a deep breath and stood up.
Song Lili thought to herself that he had been inside for quite some time, and it was time for him to leave.
Wen Nian took a step forward, his leg touching the side of her bed, his hand resting on the bed’s surface, and he leaned down to plant a kiss on her forehead. This move was so sudden it caught her off guard.
Song Lili’s eyes widened in surprise, and before she could protest, Wen Nian’s cool lips had already left.
"Xiao Li, one cannot only believe what they hear, what they see..."
What should one believe then...
Song Lili watched him, not saying a word, but Wen Nian seemed to have understood the confusion in her heart,
"One must trust what they feel in their heart."
"I respect all your decisions, but you have to promise me two conditions."
"Tell me first, I’ll think about it."
"One, keep in touch with me; if I lose your news, you know what I will do."
"Two, no more lying to me, whether it is well-intentioned or malicious, whatever the reason, you can’t."
Song Lili’s attitude was very nonchalant.
Wen Nian’s voice deepened.
Song Lili turned her head away, nodding reluctantly, "I know."
Wen Nian looked at her for a while then turned to Tang Xiaocao, giving him a smile, "Xiaocao, everything I just said and did to your sister, you can’t tell anybody, nobody at all."
Tang Xiaocao didn’t quite understand.
Wen Nian patted Tang Xiaocao’s head, "It’s for your sister’s sake."
At this, Tang Xiaocao immediately nodded eagerly, "Xiaocao understands!"
Song Lili scorned Wen Nian’s explanation.
"This is a pact between two men."
Tang Xiaocao nodded again vigorously, liking the title "man."
Wen Nian straightened up, looking deeply into Song Lili’s eyes. He couldn’t bear to leave, but it was useless; she wouldn’t even look at him...
Without a goodbye, Wen Nian went out.
The door of the sickroom closed again.
The strings inside Song Lili’s heart remained taught; Wen Nian’s reaction... was not what she had expected.
"Are you Brother Nian’s bride?"
"Don’t talk nonsense, kid."
"Brother Nian... kissed you..."
Tang Xiaocao said, his eyes filled with longing, and Song Lili pulled him over and gave him a peck on the forehead, "Sometimes, kissing someone is just a polite way of greeting."
"So can I... greet my sister every day?"
Song Lili lightly patted Tang Xiaocao’s head.
Tang Xiaocao touched his head and smiled happily.
Wen Nian left the sickroom, and Qu Yu quickly came over from afar, "Your Excellency?"
"Nothing’s wrong. Where are Commander Shen and Commander Lu?"
"They’re waiting for you in the rest room."
"In ten minutes, have them go to the VIP room upstairs."
"Yes, Your Excellency..."
Shen Xinhui and Lu Ziqing entered the President’s VIP reception room, one after the other.
Wen Nian was still sitting there. Upon seeing the two come in, he asked directly,
"Has this accident affected the military academy’s recruitment?"