An Ran hasn't been sleeping well these days, and now she thinks it's probably because her brother isn't by her side.
She didn't know what time it was when she woke up again.
An Ran sat up abruptly, her eyes instinctively searching for Chi Cheng.
To her surprise, she found herself lying in bed.
Chi Cheng was propped up, leaning against the headboard, appearing distinguished and graceful.
Upon hearing the sound, he glanced over and smiled gently, "Awake?"
Ahhhh, how did she fall asleep?
An Ran was extremely annoyed, reaching out to feel his forehead, "You... are you okay now?"
"There's something." Chi Cheng grasped her hand, interlocking their fingers and pressing them against his chest, "The fever's gone, but the wound in my heart hasn't healed yet. Ranran, what should we do?"
His hand had returned to its usual warmth, enveloping An Ran's small hand gently.
