Chapter 1269: Once Moved, Forever Devoted
Liu Xiaoyu didn’t know how many times he had awkwardly touched his nose. He had always viewed Xi Siyan as an idol, as a deity, but admittedly, at this moment, Xi Siyan... had lost his aura.
After standing for a full five minutes, Xi Siyan finally reached out to push the door.
At the entrance, there were no extra shoes.
Turning past the entrance, there was an additional person in the living room, quietly sitting on the sofa, with a large suitcase by her side.
Because the light wasn’t on, everything in the room appeared very blurry. Xi Siyan just stared fixedly at the person over there while Liu Xiaoyu couldn’t hold back any longer, reached out and turned on the light with a "click", breaking the silence between the two of them.
If it were Zhou Qi or An Rui, they could have easily cracked a joke at this time, but Liu Xiaoyu wasn’t good at handling this, and awkwardly greeted, only to see the two main characters still staring at each other.
Another five minutes passed, Xi Siyan finally lifted his foot to walk over, but before he could take a step, his tall body fell straight onto the floor.
"Xi Siyan!"
"Deity!"
They exclaimed in unison. Liu Xiaoyu reacted quickly, reaching out to support him, but it was too late. In the end, both of them fell to the ground.
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In the bright hospital ward, Xi Siyan’s face was pale, with a drip in his hand. An elderly doctor, who looked slightly aged, spoke with a displeased expression: "You young people these days, you just don’t take care of yourselves. Running around with a fever of forty degrees, do you think death is only for the old?"
Zhou Chengchen looked at Xi Siyan, not saying a word, while Liu Xiaoyu was busy apologizing on one side, talking with the doctor, and then walked out.
The ward suddenly quieted down. Zhou Chengchen walked over to the bedside and sat down. Xi Siyan’s face looked terrible, yet his forehead was burning hot.
His frame appeared more solid than in his youth, but in reality, he seemed thinner.
What became solid were his bones, and he, whether in his knuckles or Adam’s apple, looked noticeably more prominent.
Zhou Chengchen gently covered Xi Siyan’s hand, feeling a tugging pain in her heart.
An Rui’s words echoed again in her ears: "Since the operation, Si Yan is prone to fever. Whenever he gets a fever, it’s always a high one..."
With today’s medical advancements, a fever doesn’t have to be life-threatening, but it is a kind of suffering. For three years, how many times has he endured this torment?
In his unconscious state, Xi Siyan’s face was pale, yet his brows were tightly knitted.
Zhou Chengchen once again reached out, covering the center of his brows, hoping to smoothen them out.
"Cheng Chen, I don’t know exactly what happened between the two of you. Zhou Qi also doesn’t want to tell me. As a friend of Si Yan, I can only tell you, he is actually quite cold, but once he gets emotional, it lasts a lifetime. Apart from you, I have never seen him like a girl so much. Even with Xiao Ge, it was more about repaying the An Family. But with you, he simply likes you, a lot."
An Rui’s words echoed again, and Zhou Chengchen’s eyes couldn’t help but redden.
She knew An Rui’s character. For someone with such a gamer-like personality to say such emotional words, if no one deliberately taught him, it can only mean that Xi Siyan gave him too many feelings to reach this conclusion.
"Why... why did it have to turn out like this?"
Zhou Chengchen murmured softly.