"You haven't even taken care of your own health properly, and you want to take care of someone else, hmm?" Dan Tingye seemed to notice her thoughts, and spoke lightly, raising his hand to ruffle her small head.
"..."
Meimei suddenly became quiet, her small hands clutched the neckline of her clothes, as if afraid that Dan Tingye might see something.
Those bruises had disappeared, but she always felt they were imprinted into her skin.
"What's wrong, do you feel cold?" Dan Tingye grabbed her small hand, holding it in his palm.
The cold touch of her fingertips made him frown, "I'll get a blanket."
"No!" Meimei suddenly spoke, her expression somewhat panicked, "Don't leave me alone, I'm not cold, really."
"Alright, I won't go." Dan Tingye's eyes darkened, he sat back down beside her, looking at the agitated Meimei, pulling her into his embrace.
His body was hot, it was his most instinctive reaction every time he got close to her.
