After dragging her sickly body around for the entire afternoon, Luoli was exhausted by the time she reached home. She didn't want to trouble Zhihan anymore. She had stayed up the whole night with her, and there were so many things to do at the company that she couldn't take leave. She couldn't let her body collapse because of her.
After lying on the sofa for a while, Luoli forced herself to get up and cook some porridge for herself. Although she had no appetite at all, she could only force herself to do so in order to take her medicine.
Her body was hers. If she fell sick, not only would she feel uncomfortable, but she would also implicate the people who cared about her.
Dizzy as she watched the porridge churn in the small clay pot, Luoli leaned weakly against the fridge, regretting that she had forgotten to buy some food along the way.
In a daze, she seemed to hear the phone singing. She held onto the wall and staggered over to answer the call. She pressed the call button but did not have the strength to say anything. She just waited for the person on the other end of the phone to speak first.
"Ah Li?" An elegant yet slightly deep voice rang out. Luo Li forced her eyelids to close and snorted softly.
"What's wrong with you? Say something?" The voice on the phone sounded a little anxious.
"I'm fine." Luo Li said in a hoarse voice. She frowned and could not help but swallow. It hurts ~/(o)/~
"Are you at home? I'll go find you."
"Yes." The answer was so soft that it was almost inaudible. Luo Li felt that she did not even have the strength to speak.
After an unknown period of time, the doorbell rang urgently. No one answered the door for a long time. The person outside the door began to knock hard.
"Li, Li, can you hear me? Open the door!"
Luoli, who was sleeping on the sofa, was awakened by the sound of the door being called. She flipped over and fell off the sofa, her knee hitting the corner of the coffee table. The sudden pain woke her up a little and she climbed up with difficulty, limping to open the door.
"Ah Li!" Mo Ying rushed in from outside the door and almost knocked her down again.
Mo Ying stopped the car in time and hooked his arm around Luoli's waist, pulling her back. Luo Li staggered and fell into her arms. The cold temperature on Mo Ying's body made her sigh in comfort, her face pressed against Mo Ying's shoulder, unwilling to let go.
With the warm body in his arms, Mo Ying's brain temporarily short-circuited. She stood there foolishly, allowing the person in her arms to rub against her clothes like a cat.
Suddenly, a burnt smell assailed his nostrils. Mo Ying sniffed hard and realized that the smell was coming from the kitchen. He hugged the person in his arms and moved towards the kitchen. He stretched his head out to take a look. The porridge that he had just cooked had dried up and turned into rice crust.
He gently placed the person in her arms on the sofa and took off his coat to cover her. Then, he quickly walked into the kitchen and turned off the fire.
After washing the rice and cooking it again, Mo Ying returned to the living room. He carried Luoli to the bed and laid down. He then twisted an ice towel and placed it on her forehead.
He took out the medicine box and got some alcohol swabs. Mo Ying sat by the bed and wiped Luoli's body, trying to lower her temperature as soon as possible.
After busying himself for a while, when the porridge was ready, Mo Ying scooped a bowl and shook Luoli awake.
"Ah Li, get up and eat something so you can take your medicine.”
Reluctantly opening her heavy eyelids, Luo Li vaguely saw Mo Ying's gentle smile and the deep worry between his brows.
She propped herself up and sat properly, returning her an apologetic smile. Luoli obediently finished the bowl of soft and fragrant porridge.
After swallowing the medicine and lying down again, Luo Li felt that she had recovered a little. She pulled Mo Ying's hand and thanked her in an embarrassed voice,""It seems like I've been troubling you all this time. Really, thank you.”
"Don't be so polite with me." Mo Ying ruffled her hair and tucked her in." We're friends.”
Laughing lightly, Luo Li nodded and said,"You can go back now. I can do it alone."
"No." His tone was very gentle, but it was full of authority, not allowing for any rejection. Mo Ying touched her forehead as he spoke. The heat seemed to have subsided a little, and he smiled at ease.
Luoli pursed her lips and did not say anything else. In any case, her protests were useless. She had seen Mo Ying's stubbornness before, so it was better to be obedient.
Very quickly, exhaustion struck and Luoli fell asleep again.
This night seemed especially peaceful because she had someone by her side who made her feel at ease.
Perhaps, even she herself did not know that the people around her were using their own unique methods to slowly enter her inner world.
Mo Ying sat by the bed and looked at her haggard sleeping face. His heart still ached a little.
"You really don't know how to take care of yourself. But it doesn't matter. I'll take good care of you.”
Mo Ying's phone rang unexpectedly. He jumped in shock and ran to the living room to pick it up.
"Ah Li, how are you? I just got off work, so I went over to see you."
"She just fell asleep." Mo Ying heard Shi Zhihan's voice and replied in a low voice.
"Who are you? How is Ah Li?" Zhihan looked at her phone, thinking that she had dialed the wrong number.
"Mo Ying. Ah Li is fine, I can take care of her.”Mo Ying's tone was not familiar. He furrowed his brows and subconsciously took over the responsibility of taking care of Luoli.
On the other end of the phone, Zhihan was quite surprised. She didn't expect this troublesome girl to be so popular. There were actually people fighting to take care of her. Forget it, as long as someone was watching her, it didn't matter who went.
"Then I'll have to trouble you. I'll go over tomorrow.”
After putting down the phone, Mo Ying regretted the tone he used earlier. That Zhihan was not a simple person. If she had noticed anything, she might not have been able to get close to Luoli.
Sigh, she would lose her cool whenever something related to Luoli happened. How terrible.
He exhaled and returned to his room. The person under the blanket was sleeping soundly. Mo Ying's previously tense nerves immediately relaxed. He reached out and gently caressed Luoli's burning cheek, planting a light kiss on it.
The person he loved was right in front of him. Without a doubt, he was happy.
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