Shujun wasn’t someone who couldn’t endure hardship, but he had been worried sick about her previously, and now that he had finally seen her, his spoiled little temperament emerged.
In truth, it wasn’t about being spoiled; it was just a ruse to gain sympathy, a desire to be pitied, to make her worry and fuss over him, and to find out how important he was to her heart.
Dong Huiying moved slowly into the room, and then hesitantly approached the bedside. Before he could speak, however, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his embrace.
Caught off guard and falling into his arms, her cheeks blushed once more.
"You... you shouldn’t do this," she protested.
"Shouldn’t do what?" he asked innocently.
"Just, just..." She stumbled over her words.
Shujun chuckled ruefully to himself. Had his abrupt declaration of love frightened her yesterday? The little thing was like a turtle; she seemed too sensitive, always retreating into her shell at the slightest disturbance...
He suddenly missed her carefree, natural demeanor, and he knew he was the reason for her current state.
"Baobao..." His breath was as fragrant as orchids, his voice tenderly calling out to her.
Her ears tickled, and she clumsily propped herself up from the bed.
She pursed her lips, watching him.
Seeing her , Shu Yu sighed softly once more.
What was he supposed to do?
How was he supposed to move her heart?
"Big Brother, what’s wrong with you!?"
Liang Yuening’s voice came from outside the room.
Inside, just as Dong Huiying was feeling awkward about the atmosphere between her and Shujun, she dropped a "I’ll go check" at the sound of Yue Ning’s voice and fled the room as if escaping a disaster.
Shujun, wordless, propped himself up and got out of bed. Yue Ning’s loud voice was undoubtedly indicative of trouble, and he couldn’t rest easy, thinking he should check on what had happened to Big Brother...
Upon exiting the room, Dong Huiying saw Zhi Chen leaning against the wall, with Yue Ning by his side looking anxious. A step behind, Haoming, carrying a wild pheasant, had gone out early in the morning with his brother. They had thought Third Brother had become too thin and needed to be well-fed, so they had set out to hunt before dawn.
However, upon their return, Yue Ning, walking faster, was the first to enter and see Big Brother looking sweaty and unsteady, as if he were on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion...
At the moment, Yue Ning was supporting Big Brother.
"I’m fine!" Zhi Chen clenched his fist in secret, "It’s just a bit of dizziness."
Such a flimsy excuse—who was he trying to fool? Yue Ning’s eyes widened, unaware that Zhi Chen was actually telling the truth.
At that moment, his head was spinning, and a buzzing noise filled his mind...
Ever since the day he had accidentally ingested Dong Huiying’s blood, he had been left with this problem, suffering from occasional headaches. He had always been careful to conceal it, so that Huiying wouldn’t notice...
He shrugged off Liang Yuening and took out a small bottle from his own bosom, tipping a Calming Pill into his mouth from within.
Suddenly, a small hand reached out and grabbed his wrist.
Dong Huiying looked at him intently. He instinctively tried to hide the small bottle, but this act made it seem as though he was desperately trying to conceal some deep, private secret buried in his heart.
"Why are you taking this? What’s wrong with you?" she asked.
After the question, she slapped her forehead.
Why did she even ask him? By his reaction, she could tell that even if she asked, he wouldn’t answer. Otherwise, his first reflex wouldn’t have been to hide the small bottle; he would’ve been forthright instead.