She paused her actions, looking at Cold Xiaoxie with a pale face, her big eyes full of grievance.
Pressing her lips together, she sniffed, trying hard to hold back her tears.
She took a small bottle of medicine from her pants pocket and placed it on the table, speaking softly.
"This is an antipyretic; take it if your temperature exceeds 38.5."
Biting her lip, she stepped towards the door.
"Really mad?"
Realizing her unusual mood, Cold Xiaoxie hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her arm. Memoria tried hard to shake him off, but was instead pulled back by him.
Under the light, her eyes were bright, tinged with tears.
Seeing the tears in her eyes, Cold Xiaoxie's eyebrows twitched.
It was just a little joke, did she really need to cry over it?!
Girls are just troublesome!
"I was just joking... is it necessary?!"
"Let go!"
Memoria growled, trying to pry open his hand gripping her wrist, and once again headed for the door, but Cold Xiaoxie strode over to stop her.
