C68 A Moment of Warmth Was Not Enough

Close my eyes and I miss who I miss the most when I open my eyes and who's next to me.

... "" Yan Xuan stopped in his tracks, turned around to look at her, and walked around the table. He walked slowly to the front of her, turned his body sideways, and avoided her injured arm. He gave her a hug, "Sorry, I didn't give you this hug..."

"No, no, no... Thank you. " Lyi Yan only felt that she had entered the oven head first and her entire body was almost smoking. She was incoherent and did not know what to say. Her whole body was stiff. Her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

How many times had they hugged each other? The time when they were drunk, the time when they suddenly fainted... shouldn't that not count? This time, could it be considered a real hug? His breath was filled with the scent of this man, the refreshing and mixed with a faint medicinal smell. The spacious room was filled with a deep warmth. Lyi Yan's head was a little funny as she asked herself why she asked for a hug. What did this hug mean to her? It was the reward that Yan Xuan had mentioned. Or was it something...

"Why are you saying thank you?" The corner of Yan Xuan's mouth curled up. After hugging her for a moment, he let go of her and looked at her completely red face. His heart unconsciously became softer. "Oh right, that shoulder throw of yours was taken by Zhao Wanyi to the company to file a complaint. She said that you were looking for trouble."

"What?! How could they have the nerve to say that! They were clearly the ones who came to find trouble with me first!" Lyi Yan was slightly stunned and her expression changed. On the surface, she was unconvinced. But her heart skipped a beat,..." So, did I give you trouble again?"

"It doesn't matter. This kind of small chaos has already been settled." Yan Xuan patted her shoulder and told her not to worry. "In the future, I'll teach you how to deal with these kinds of things. Now go to sleep. Don't let your imagination run wild."

"What about you? Aren't you going to rest?" When this topic was brought up, the subtle atmosphere between the two of them faded a lot. Lyi Yan looked at Yan Xuan's arm, which was covered in plaster, and then at his upper abdomen. She continued to ask, "Will it hurt? You should stay in the hospital."

"I'm fine. I have a report that needs to be submitted tomorrow. Go to sleep after you're done. " Yan Xuan turned around and went upstairs quietly. Lyi Yan looked at his back. She looked at his swaying back when he went upstairs and wanted to say something. She opened her mouth but could not say it. After getting along with him, she knew that he wasn't a person who would mess around. It should be very important for him to persist in making reports.

After tidying up the table and chopsticks, Lyi Yan took a shower. She changed into clean pajamas and pajamas in her suitcase and laid down in the guest room, letting her imagination run wild. She thought about how Yan Xuan's hand hurt and how his stomach hurt. It hurt so much that he endured it alone in the study. He used his left hand to type on the keyboard word by word with great difficulty.

With this thought in mind, how could he still sleep! Lyi Yan straightened her body and sat up. She patted her cheek. It was true that she was very sleepy when she pinched her thighs, but the injured person did not sleep. How could she sleep? She could not stay any longer and was afraid that she would be chased down if she went upstairs. Lyi Yan called Qi Mingyu and confirmed Yan Xuan's injuries again. She also had some care methods and precautions, then ran to the kitchen to pour a cup of hot water. She knocked on the door of the study on the third floor again.

"What's wrong?"

"About that..."

Yan Xuan had a thermos bottle on his desk, and the cup on his left was steaming. Obviously, ___ had water to drink and took good care of himself. Lyi Yan had no choice but to take the cup in her hand and drink it. Yan Xuan, who was interrupted for the second time, looked up at her and smiled somewhat uneasily. She said that she could not sleep. It was a bit boring in the guest room alone.

This time, Yan Xuan did not chase her away. Instead, he stood up. He found a book for her in the bookshelf behind him, and let her sit on the small sofa opposite the desk to read. The book with a blue and white cover was not very thick. The name of the book was Theory of Modern Music and Aesthetics. When he flipped it open, it was filled with words and occasionally a few pictures. It was black and white. If she loved to study, she wouldn't have taken the middle school specialization exam to muddle her way through. Could it be that there weren't any more interesting books for her to read? Lyi Yan glanced at the dull bookshelf filled with "serious" books and secretly cursed in her heart. Then she secretly glanced at Yan Xuan who was still working.

A serious man would always exude endless charm. In her life, there were very few men like this. He was not like Grandfather, who would talk about the past and not wander around all day long like his father. He was not like Dong, who rampaged around and was not as rash as Fatty. He always knew what he should do and what he should do. Other than his body, he did not need to worry about anything else. He was stable and steady. He was cool and reliable.

According to Qi Mingyu, the "madness" incident the last time was an accident. This seemingly omnipotent man also had a weakness, and under the strong contrast, that weakness was ridiculously soft. In reality, she was still holding a grudge in her heart and did not say anything. Regarding how he quickly pulled himself together after his soft spot "broke," and whether there were any sequelae, whether or not he was suppressing the pain by himself, and so on and so forth... She couldn't ask him, because she was afraid that it would make him feel even worse if she asked.

Yan Xuan finished a piece of data analysis and clicked save. He looked up at Lyi Yan, who was on the sofa, and saw that she was holding a book. He flipped a few pages and then fell asleep leaning against the sofa. The pink piglet's pajamas looked a little childish and funny, and the way she tilted her head and fell asleep without any alertness was set off by the pink piglet. He looked very cute again.

From the time she was not used to her intrusion in the ward until now, she was completely regarded as a part of her life. What exactly happened during this period of time? For eighteen years, he had never allowed anyone to approach him so intimately. Or rather, he had never allowed anyone to get so close to him. How did Lyi Yan manage to emit such a strong presence in his domain? Was it really because of Aunt Wen, or...

"Phew ~" The uniform breathing brought warmth to the room. Lyi Yan's body moved slightly and almost rolled down from the sofa. Yan Xuan was shocked.

The corners of her lips that were lightly pursed unconsciously curved up again. Yan Xuan temporarily put down the things that he could not make sense of. Now that the little guy was so sleepy, it was better to go back to the room to sleep. Thinking of this, he stood up from the chair and did not even have time to take a step forward. His stomach suddenly sank, and his vision dimmed. His body could not stop shaking. He subconsciously moved his right arm to try to hold on to something. In the end, the fracture was affected, and in an instant, the pain caused his face to turn pale.

It seemed that something wasn't right.

"Yan, go to the guest room to sleep. I'm going back to my room too."

"Oh? Oh, okay, okay..."

He stood by the table and slowed down. After he was slightly better, he walked to the sofa and woke Lyi Yan up. Lyi Yan, who was sleepy, opened her eyes and went downstairs as if she was sleepwalking. Yan Xuan was afraid that she would fall if she stepped on air, so he stood by the stairs. He watched her safely reach the first floor before turning around and entering the bedroom.

The pain in his stomach would come very soon. Yan Xuan ate the medicine on the bed. He wanted to quickly sleep before the pain came. He had experience in this area. If he was lucky, sleep and medicine will relieve the pain in the stomach, and when he wakes up... He might have escaped.

Two analysis reports, one market research report, give it to me Monday.

If you don't do it well, it means that you're not capable enough in this area. I'll consider transferring you to another department. If you say that it is due to your health, then it also means that you need to 'rest' well.

I've read the report, change these places, and come back for me when you're on a business trip.

There are a lot of things that he didn't tell me, and he didn't tell me what was going on in those companies. He didn't tell me about the pressure he had to bear. He didn't tell me about the problems that Caesars had deliberately given him. These were his matters. He was willing to cooperate with patience. It had nothing to do with her.

She had a domain that she should work towards, and she had already done very well.

She kicked away the arrogant voice of Caesars and took off the burden of her work. Yan Xuan sank into the soft Simmons and slowly fell asleep. His sleep was a little chaotic. The aftereffects of the car accident came knocking on his door. Sometimes he felt dizzy and sometimes he felt desperate to save Little Peng. Sometimes, there were fragments all over the sky, and sometimes there were bloodstains all over the floor... At the end of this mess, he saw Lyi Yan. At one moment, she was sitting opposite him, drinking porridge, and at other times, she was standing in front of him and asking, could he hug her?

It's said on the internet that you rely on your relationship and your mother. You don't have any special characteristics. What do you think?

Would you become a mistress just to get famous, like your mother, and create rumors?

These questions were very excessive, but they were also very realistic. In the future, she would encounter even sharper and crueler questions. There was no way to avoid them. He did not give her enough comfort, nor did he give her any great reasons. If he spoke too much, she would only feel even more wronged, and she would feel weak after being wronged. He did not allow her to be weak. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, weakness would only cause one to be in a sorry state. He would protect her, but he also wanted her to learn how to protect herself...

"Un..." After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Yan Xuan woke up and struggled to open his eyes. There was light in front of his eyes. Was it dawn?

"You're awake? Are you feeling better? You're having a fever. " He didn't expect there to be someone by the bed with a cold towel in hand. It shouldn't be the first time it was applied to his forehead.

"What time is it?" Yan Xuan moved his body slightly. He did not encounter any good luck. Apart from a fever, his stomach was also badly twisted.

"Around 4 am in the morning. Drink some water and take the medicine before sleeping for a while." Lyi Yan took the medicine bottle by the bed. One was medicine for fever, and the other was medicine for pain. She also took a cup of water.

"Why are you here? I remember you went downstairs to sleep..." Yan Xuan propped himself up and leaned against the bed. He took the medicine and water and swallowed them. "Did I make a big noise?"

"No..." Lyi Yan lowered her eyes shyly and hesitated for a while. She still said honestly, "I had a nightmare and then I was very worried. She thought about taking a look. If you are fine, then go back and continue sleeping. But you really did have something to do, and you were in so much pain that you were gasping in bed. Dr. Qi told me that you might have symptoms, and taught me some emergency measures. For example, helping you to cool down physically, massaging, and massaging your stomach for spasms..."

... "" Yan Xuan quietly listened to her and became a little uncomfortable. He had been used to dealing with such situations alone for so many years, and now there was suddenly another person coming out. He did not know how to calmly put on the mask again. "Thank you... I feel much better now."

"What's good about it? Lie down and I'll massage you again?" Lyi Yan, whose face was flushed red, pointed at Yan Xuan's stomach. "I massaged him for a while. The effect should be alright."

... "" Yan Xuan looked at her and considered whether he should reject her.

"It's fine if I can't see it. Since I can see it and can help, you can let me help you ~" As if she saw through his thoughts, Lyi Yan spoke first and then pulled the corner of his shirt, hoping that he would agree.

... "" Yan Xuan coughed awkwardly, then laid down without saying anything, as if tacitly acquiescing.

Lyi Yan also hesitated for a while before reaching out her hand. Like just now, she pressed on Yan Xuan's abdomen. In an instant, both of them froze. There was no way to save the awkward atmosphere. Yan Xuan glanced at her and pursed his lips, not saying anything. Lyi Yan gritted her teeth and followed the way Qi Mingyu taught her. This continued until the gastric spasms gradually stopped.

"You, are you better?"

"... " Yes, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"It seems like you're still having a fever. I, I'll go and change the towel for you."

... ""

Something was secretly changing. It was becoming more and more different from what he had imagined. Who could control a wild horse without its reins, even if it was ignorant, it still wouldn't understand. But when feelings were born, they were born. As early as eighteen years ago, their fate had already been decided. The seed had been planted for so long, and it had finally begun to take root and germinate. As for whether it would grow into grass, flowers, or trees... That would depend on their luck.