Originally, he had already made up his mind to stay far away from her.
With time, this silly woman would eventually let go.
But she said she had been waiting for him all along.
Truly hopelessly foolish. Can't she see he's intentionally distancing himself from her?
Pei Yuanchen tugged at the corner of his mouth, as if mocking this foolishness.
Yet, his heart was filled with a heavier emotion, so heavy it suffocated him.
He Jingyao noticed he still hadn't answered and did not urge him to speak.
At this moment, Liu Minjun came out of the ward, her eyes slightly red-rimmed.
She glanced at Pei Yuanchen, her expression complicated.
Pei Yuanchen still said nothing, only nodded slightly at her.
"How is Ziyi?" He Jingyao asked.
"High fever... She's fallen asleep, but she's been talking nonsense all along," Liu Minjun's voice was somewhat hoarse.
Pei Yuanchen clenched his fists tighter, his gaze falling on the slender figure in the ward, his jaw set tight.
