It fell from his fingertips

When Tang Luoqing woke up again, the sky outside the window had completely cleared up.

She groggily opened her eyes and saw the familiar ceiling.

She was at home.

Immediately afterwards, memories from before he fell into a coma flooded his mind.

She was held in Zhou Jinbai's arms and kissed?

At that moment, Zhou Jinbai seemed to have wrapped her body in something, a bathrobe or something?

Can not remember.

It seems like, under that bathrobe she's wearing now... she's not wearing anything underneath...

Did this guy just pull her out of the water and carry her to the bed?

Tang Luoqing's cheeks flushed, and she felt hot all over.

She glanced at the thermometer, warm water, and pills on the bedside table and vaguely guessed that she had indeed had a fever last night.

Just as Tang Luoqing was about to pick up her phone from the bedside table to check the time, there was a knock on the door. She looked towards the door, guessing it was Zhou Jinbai, but still asked softly, "Who is it?"

"Zhou Jinbai".

Those three simple words deepened Tang Luoqing's memories of the time before she fell into a coma.

She raised her hand to touch her lips, her breathing rapid, and after a while, she finally opened her mouth to let people in.

The door opened, and Zhou Jinbai walked in carrying a bowl of porridge.

He went to the bedside, placed the porridge he was holding on the bedside table, glanced at Tang Luoqing's bathrobe which was wrapped even more tightly around her, and then looked at Tang Luoqing again: "How are you feeling?"

Tang Luoqing lowered her head, not wanting to, nor daring to, meet the gaze of the man sitting by the bed.

Her voice was muffled: "It's okay, how long did I sleep?"

Zhou Jinbai: "One night, it's 10 a.m. now."

Tang Luoqing nodded and remained silent.

But then, her hand, which was resting on the blanket, was grabbed.

Tang Luoqing was startled and instinctively tried to break free, but the other person held her very tightly.

Immediately, Zhou Jinbai leaned over and pulled Tang Luoqing into his arms, his voice hoarse: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to like Yan Chen so much, to like him to the point of... I'm sorry, if I had known, I would never have let what happened last night happen, I would never have let you see what you shouldn't have seen, Luoqing, I'm sorry..."

Tang Luoqing was held in Zhou Jinbai's arms, and her mind went blank for a moment.

She didn't quite understand what Zhou Jinbai was trying to say, but when she thought about how Zhou Jinbai had pulled her out of the water and kissed her last night, she suddenly realized that Zhou Jinbai seemed to think... she wanted to commit suicide because of Zhou Yanchen?

Tang Luoqing didn't know what to say for a moment, because she was being held tightly by Zhou Jinbai, her nose filled with his familiar scent, and perhaps because she had slept for too long or had just recovered from a fever, her mind was still not very clear. In short, she was very confused.

After an unknown amount of time, perhaps sensing that Tang Luoqing had been too quiet throughout, Zhou Jinbai uneasily and slowly released her, looking at her with tense vigilance: "Please don't do anything foolish again, okay? You want Yan Chen, I'll have him come back to be with you. I promise you, from now on, he will be devoted to you wholeheartedly, but... please don't do anything foolish again, okay?"

Zhou Jinbai spoke with great seriousness and a tone that carried an indescribable sense of melancholy. His gaze, fixed on Tang Luoqing, was also tinged with an uncontrollable cautiousness.

He was genuinely afraid she would do something foolish again.

Even now, Zhou Jinbai dares not recall what would have happened to Tang Luoqing if he hadn't returned last night out of concern.

Upon hearing those words, Tang Luoqing's heart raced once more.

Unlike before, when she simply wanted to escape the feeling of imbalance in her chest, this time, Tang Luoqing inexplicably asked, "And what about you?"

Meeting Zhou Jinbai's clearly surprised gaze, she continued to press, "You said you like me, yet you're willing to let Zhou Yanchen come and keep me company. So what about you? What are you going to do?"

Zhou Jinbai seemed surprised that Tang Luoqing would ask this question. His pupils contracted slightly as he stared directly into Tang Luoqing's eyes, trying to see something in them.

After a long silence, Zhou Jinbai took a step back, stood up from the bedside, and kept his distance from Tang Luoqing: "I don't care, as long as you don't do anything foolish again, I'll do whatever you want."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Jinbai turned around and prepared to leave.

Immediately, his wrist was grabbed.

Zhou Jinbai turned around, looked down at the hand that Tang Luoqing was holding.

Tang Luoqing's hands were soft and slender. When she grabbed Zhou Jinbai's long, pale hand, she didn't use much force and could easily break free with just a slight movement.

But Zhou Jinbai didn't break free, or even move, as if he was afraid that if he moved, Tang Luoqing would let go of his hand.

Tang Luoqing was also a little confused, not expecting to grab Zhou Jinbai's hand directly.

Seeing Zhou Jinbai looking at their hands, she followed his gaze and immediately felt her fingertips burning hot, so she quickly let go of Zhou Jinbai's hand.

"I... I didn't say... I also wanted Zhou Yanchen."

Tang Luoqing lowered her head, her cheeks burning, and she suddenly felt an urge to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

What is she saying? What is she doing? She is the one who rejected Zhou Jinbai. If she keeps quiet this time and lets Zhou Jinbai misunderstand, then he will no longer have any feelings for her.

Isn't this exactly what she's always wanted?

She couldn't reciprocate with equal affection and was afraid of being hurt again, so she should make Zhou Jinbai give up.

But what did she just do?

Followed,

"What do you mean?"

The man by the bed stood still, his voice even more hoarse.

Even without looking up, Tang Luoqing could feel a burning gaze constantly fixed on her.

She took a deep breath. "What I mean is, forced feelings? Forget it. I... I want to be alone, is that okay?"

Zhou Jinbai stood there for a long time, so long that Tang Luoqing began to wonder if he wanted to hug her again. Then, the man turned and left the bedroom.

For a moment, Tang Luoqing was the only one left in the vast space.

She lay on the bed, not moving for a long time.

There was porridge that Zhou Jinbai had brought in not long ago on the bedside table, but she had no appetite.

After lying in bed for a long time, Tang Luoqing got out of bed, went into the bathroom, and prepared to take a bath. As soon as she saw the bathtub, the scene of being kissed last night suddenly resurfaced in her mind.

Tang Luoqing rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on, took off her bathrobe, and went straight into the shower room.

Perhaps due to her physical weakness, Tang Luoqing felt dizzy and her legs went weak after only a few minutes of showering.

A knocking sound rang out, followed by Zhou Jinbai's anxious voice: "Tang Luoqing, Tang Luoqing, if you don't answer, I'm going to rush in, Tang Luoqing, you..."

"Don't come in, I'm taking a shower."

"Really, just taking a shower?"

Tang Luoqing: "Yes, don't come in, I'm fine."

After this little incident, Tang Luoqing lost her appetite for showering. She wrapped herself in a towel, opened the bathroom door, and saw Zhou Jinbai leaning against the wall outside the door.

Upon seeing Tang Luoqing, he stood up straight nervously.