C61 The Breakfast He Made

Shaochen was genuinely startled awake this time. He rubbed his eyes and saw Xinyue looking at him with a face full of anger, which confused him. She was right beside him, so he wasn't dreaming after all. However, the discomfort from his illness made him dizzy. "Xinyue, I feel awful," Shaochen said, a bit pitifully.

Xinyue touched his forehead; it was still warm, and his fever hadn't gone down