CHAPTER 160: CHAPTER 151: CONFESSION FAILED?

Gu Qimiao stood by the bedside, glanced at him, and then placed the prescribed medicine on the nightstand.

She stood for a few seconds, then moved a chair softly to the bedside and sat down herself.

After gazing at him for a while, she raised her hand to feel his forehead; the temperature was fairly normal.

Shen Yanchen kept his eyes closed, feeling her soft little hand resting on his forehead.

He hadn’t organized his thoughts yet, so he had no intention of opening his eyes for the time being.

Would unexpectedly saying he liked her scare her? Seeing her natural actions just now, did she only consider him a brother in her heart?

Back at the Gu family, she often took care of him. She was constantly ordered around by the Gu family members and bullied by Gu Moming, but she always remained cheerful.

Every time he argued with the Gu family members and locked himself in the room without eating, she would take the initiative to wash the dishes. After the servants left, she would secretly bring food to him.

He would quietly eat the food she brought, and she would lean on the small table watching him eat, telling him some unmentionable trivial matters in unclear speech.

In the quiet life, suddenly all was filled with her noisy voice. Thinking back to it now, he felt nostalgic.

Whenever he was sick, she would also care for him with her little body struggling to manage, sometimes even running to his room at night, pulling his arm as her pillow, clinging to him to tell her stories, and then falling asleep in his arms.

Gu Moming didn’t take her away before, so she was particularly attached to him.

However, that period lasted just two short years, and she was only five years old then. Compared to the nearly twenty years they were apart afterward, it seemed insignificant.

"Brother Yan Chen?"

Her gentle voice brought him back from his thoughts suddenly; he was hesitating whether or not to open his eyes when he felt a small hand carefully covering his hand.

A bit cold, the touch felt comfortable.

At first, he thought she was just putting his hand into the blanket, but she unexpectedly increased the pressure, covering it tenderly as if afraid to wake him.

Shen Yanchen was startled and a thought emerged in his mind, though he didn’t dare to believe it.

He kept his eyes closed, waiting for her next move.

Her soft little hand slipped into his palm, gently holding it.

Gu Qimiao looked at his pale face with concern, tentatively calling his name, this time: "Shen Yanchen..."

Her voice was soft and sweet, sweeter than when she was a child, it touched his heart.

Seeing he still didn’t react, she lifted her other trembling hand, touching his browline, her fingers lightly tracing his eyebrows, smoothing out his frown, then sliding along his prominent nose. Her small hand trembled slightly as she cupped one side of his face, her hand stopped there.

Carefully examining his brows, eyes, nose, lips...

She wanted to firmly remember every inch that belonged to him.

Gazing at his slightly pursed, pale lips, Gu Qimiao pursed her own lips, the hand on his cheek slowly slid to his lips, touching them gently, like a girl tasting forbidden fruit for the first time, from her actions, he could feel her inner struggle.

"Shen Yanchen..." she murmured his name again, softly, almost just a raspy whisper, sneakily.

She rarely called him by his full name.

Then he heard the sound of the chair scraping the floor, the movement was small but noticeable, indicating she stood up.

Shen Yanchen lay still; her finger moved away from his lips, lightly resting on his chest for support. The next second, a soft sensation touched his lips, their breaths blending...

Shen Yanchen opened one eye, seeing her enlarged face right in front, her eyes tightly shut. At this close distance, he could see her long black eyelashes, gently trembling, indescribably cute.

"Click" the sound from the hospital door startled Gu Qimiao, she immediately straightened up, the sudden movement bumped into the chair behind her, producing a loud "creak." She instinctively turned to look at Shen Yanchen and was relieved to see he still had his eyes closed, seemingly asleep.

Her face turned bright red, and as the doctor entered, Gu Qimiao felt too guilty to make eye contact with anyone.

What had she just done? Like a [freak] taking advantage of him while he was asleep...

"Is the patient awake?"

Gu Qimiao quickly shook her head.

The doctor used his stethoscope to examine Shen Yanchen, then frowned and mumbled, "His heartbeat is a bit fast."