This silly boy is actually hiding and crying.
Seeing the visitor was Feng Liyan, Baiyi asked calmly, "…anything else?"
As soon as he spoke, he instinctively turned his head to the side, as if unwilling to let Feng Liyan see his vulnerability at that moment.
Feng Liyan came in carrying an insulated container, closed the door with a backhand, then walked to the bed and placed the container on the bedside table.
"I brought you some food."
"Thank you." Baiyi responded flatly, though his tone carried no gratitude, nor did he look at Feng Liyan.
This meal, he probably wouldn't eat it.
After placing the food down, Feng Liyan looked at Baiyi who was ignoring him, unsure of what to say.
"Um... I'm staying in this area with Xiao'ai for a few days, can I borrow your bed for a few nights?" Feng Liyan almost bit his tongue at the latter part.
So timid, is this really me?
Facing Baiyi, who was sad, Feng Liyan was more cautious than he'd ever been.
