Golden sunlight spilled over the two of them, soft and breathtaking, and no one had the heart to break the scene.
The grandmother who came out with the juice saw this and smiled as she retreated.
When Mo Ran awoke in the middle of the night, her hand instinctively reached out to embrace the person beside her, but she felt only emptiness. Opening her eyes perplexedly, she saw that, aided by the faint light outside, Gu Yixuan was not there.
The room was empty too, sparking a flicker of surprise in her heart.
Wearing only a white nightgown, she opened the door to leave her room and as she was about to descend the staircase, she noticed a silhouette on the living room couch.
The living room lights were off, but she recognized him instantly, it was Gu Yixuan.
As she walked down the stairs and was about to ask why he was there, she saw his trembling body and immediately realized that his drug addiction withdrawal symptoms had flared up.
She hurried over, turned on the light, and turned his head toward her.
"Is your head starting to hurt again?"
The man clenched his teeth tightly, his face alarmingly pale with sweat beading on his forehead, his hands buried in his hair as he held his head in a death grip.
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"Bite on this, don’t bite your tongue."
Gu Yixuan was still somewhat lucid and obediently bit down on the towel. Mo Ran then used a damp towel to wipe the sweat from his face.
"Do you want to go upstairs?" she asked worriedly.
Gu Yixuan nodded, he needed to return to that safe room while he still had some clarity, staying in the living room would only cause chaos.
Mo Ran didn’t call for the grandmother, but supported him upstairs herself, entering the room with foam-padded walls and laying him down on the □□.
The floor was covered with a thick carpet, which Mo Ran had prepared in advance.
After removing the towel, Gu Yixuan squeezed a few words through his clenched teeth, "Ranran, get out."
This headache was especially severe, and he was nearly at his limit. If she stayed, he didn’t know what he might do if he lost control.
"No, I’m not leaving." Mo Ran shook her head tearfully, "I want to stay by your side. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine."
"Leave!" A sharp pain shot through his brain, and Gu Yixuan shut his eyes tightly, his eyebrows furrowed.
She understood what he meant, but how could she possibly leave him alone in here.