Chapter 1270: I’m Not Leaving
When Liu Xiaoyu came back, he saw Zhou Chengchen holding Xi Siyan’s hand. He wasn’t someone who pried, he just felt sorry for the great figure he always admired. Now, seeing this scene, he didn’t want to gossip; he just thought it was great.
He raised the things in his hand and whispered to Zhou Chengchen, "Just bought some toiletries randomly, and the medicine prescribed by the doctor. I’ll leave him to you tonight, and I’ll come back in the morning."
Zhou Chengchen nodded. Liu Xiaoyu gestured "I’m heading out" and then turned to leave.
It was already very late, and Xi Siyan was sleeping deeply. Even when the nurse came to remove the IV needle, Xi Siyan showed no response.
Whether it was because he was in the hospital or for some other reason, Zhou Chengchen didn’t sleep well, waking up frequently to check Xi Siyan’s temperature.
The fever had gone down, but he was still clearly burning up.
It wasn’t until after six in the morning that Zhou Chengchen finally slept deeply, while Xi Siyan began to groggily wake up at that time.
The white ceiling, blue curtains, and distinct smell of Disinfectant were visible.
Xi Siyan moved his body, feeling very uncomfortable, his throat and eyes terribly dry.
But at least his brain started functioning. He remembered learning yesterday that Zhou Chengchen was leaving, chasing her to the airport, and then she appeared at his home.
Xi Siyan suddenly sat up; was he dreaming? Was her not leaving a dream?
After the brief dizziness from sitting up suddenly, Xi Siyan finally saw the person lying in the neighboring hospital bed.
Lying sideways, long hair disheveled, a small face white and clean; wasn’t that the person he longed for?
Xi Siyan sat dazed on the bed, staring at that small face for a long time, pinching himself hard to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.
Pulling off the quilt, Xi Siyan carefully walked to the bedside, slowly squatting down, staring unblinkingly at the person lying in bed.
Was this scene, which had only occurred in his dreams for three years, happening for real now?
Xi Siyan moved his fingers, wanting to tidy up Zhou Chengchen’s messy hair, but after raising his hand for a long time, he didn’t act.
Squatting by Zhou Chengchen’s bed for an hour, Zhou Chengchen woke up, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she met those familiar dark eyes, almost jumping up in fright.
"You... when did you wake up?"
Xi Siyan stretched out his arms, pulling her in tightly: "Don’t leave."
Zhou Chengchen was a bit stunned, her just waking brain wasn’t quite responsive, and they embraced in an extremely uncomfortable position for five minutes until Zhou Chengchen’s mind finally booted up.
She reached out and poked Xi Siyan’s shoulder: "Let go first, my neck’s going to break."
Xi Siyan didn’t loosen his grip, Zhou Chengchen was speechless and could only push him: "Let go, I’m not leaving."
This finally made Xi Siyan relax his arms, wanting to stand up, but squatting for an hour had made his legs incredibly numb; as soon as he stood, he fell back down.
Having experienced Xi Siyan suddenly collapsing yesterday, Zhou Chengchen was startled: "What’s wrong?"
Xi Siyan steadied himself on the bed edge, struggling to rise: "It’s nothing."
Zhou Chengchen then flipped himself out of bed, helping him back onto his bed, and pressed the bell. Soon, a young nurse came in, said a few things, and took his temperature: "There’ll be another drip today, but don’t take it on an empty stomach, eat something first."