She truly didn't expect it to be this exhausting.
Obviously, you can't trust what people say online, nor can you trust those movies; they're all fake.
Tang Si sat by the bed, looking at her with gentle eyes: "Want to get up and eat something?"
"No."
Song Yi's voice was delicate, softly and weakly: "Don't want to."
"Want to take a shower."
She said: "Sticky, uncomfortable."
Tang Si's lips curled into a smile, looking at her lying on the bed: "Start complaining after feeling comfortable, huh?"
Song Yi couldn't be bothered to respond to him.
She cursed lazily, calling him a scumbag.
Tang Si bent down and picked her up from the bed: "If I were a scumbag, you'd be enduring it right now."
His tone was neither heavy nor light, neither fast nor slow, hoarse with a light humorousness that made Song Yi's ears feel soft.
...
Song Yi ultimately regretted letting Tang Si carry her to shower.
She was quite exhausted by the ordeal.
