diskusbooks Chapter 128 I admit defeat
Chapter 128 I admit defeat
Her forehead was burning hot, and whether it was her imagination or not, she thought she heard a very soft sigh.
The man withdrew his hand, placed the fever-reducing patch on her forehead, and then handed her the fever-reducing medicine and warm water from the bedside table, saying, "Take your medicine."
He gently helped her up, letting her lean against him, and took the medicine and warm water in his hands.
In her daze, she looked out at the pitch-black night.
"What time is it now?" My voice was so hoarse that I had to breathe more than usual, and I couldn't help but cough whenever I tried to speak.
The man was wearing loose loungewear, and his wristwatch was off. He glanced at the alarm clock and said, "Two in the morning."
Fu Shiyue was extremely anxious. He held her hand tightly, feeling her body temperature, his brows furrowed.
He quickly grabbed a damp towel and gently placed it on her forehead, hoping to ease her pain a little.
Then, he poured a glass of warm water, carefully lifted her head, and slowly fed the water into her mouth.
Fu Shiyue stayed by her side the whole time, changing the towel on her forehead from time to time and observing her condition.
As time ticked by, his heart grew heavier, and he prayed that she would recover soon.
She obediently lowered her head, picked up the medicine, drank some water and swallowed it, leaned against the headboard, looked at him, and said, "I had a dream, I dreamt about you."
Fu Shiyue paused, leaned down, and looked him in the eye: "And then?"
He asked softly, "What did you dream about me about?"
“I dreamt that you bullied me, and I kept crying.”
Fu Shiyue's hand hovered in mid-air as he looked at her. Her face was flushed with a sickly redness, her eyelids were slightly swollen, and she weakly lifted her head, forcing herself to look at him. Her usually bright eyes were dimmed by her weakness.
He hummed in response, just like in his dream, and continued tucking the blanket in: "So, did you hit me?"
Ye Xingran: "No, I forgot. Shall we make it up now?"
As she spoke, she slipped her hand out from under his armpit and, with all her might, slapped his palm. It didn't hurt; it was just a soft, yielding slap.
"Too light." Fu Shiyue closed his fingers and gently pulled her hand back under the covers. "You can take your revenge on me when you're better."
"Now, take a nap."
She clearly felt his movement as he withdrew, and a sense of loss and alertness suddenly rose from the depths of her heart. She felt dizzy and feverish, and her body felt very cold, but his hands were exceptionally warm.
It possesses a captivating magic.
So much so that Ye Xingran couldn't tell whether it was a twist of fate or a subconscious reaction that caused her to reach out and grab him the moment he was about to leave.
Fu Shiyue's fingertips froze.
"where are you going?"
Fu Shiyue was slightly taken aback, then said softly, "I'll go get you another glass of warm water, I'll be right back."
Ye Xingran didn't let go; instead, she gripped it even tighter, her eyes filled with dependence and reluctance: "Don't go, just stay here with me, okay?" Her voice was thick with nasal tone, weak and pitiful.
Seeing her like this, Fu Shiyue's heart instantly melted.
He sat back down on the edge of the bed, gently patted her hand, and reassured her, "Okay, I won't leave. I'll stay with you."
The description of the next day: He fell asleep leaning against the headboard of her bed, sunlight streaming in and falling on Fu Shiyue's profile.
He leaned against the bedside, his head slightly tilted, not sleeping soundly, his brow still furrowed with worry.
Ye Xingran slowly woke up, her head still a little dizzy. She subconsciously moved, only to find her hand being held by a warm, large hand.
Following the direction of her arm, she saw Fu Shiyue asleep by the bedside.
The morning light shone on him, casting a soft glow around him, softening his usually stern face.
Her heart suddenly started beating fast, and a warm feeling spread through her heart.
She gently withdrew her hand, her movements very soft, as if afraid of waking him.
Looking closely at him, I noticed obvious dark circles under his eyes, which must have been from staying up all night to take care of me.
A wave of bittersweet emotion washed over her, and she unconsciously raised her hand to smooth the wrinkles between his brows. Just as her fingertips were about to touch him, Fu Shiyue slowly opened his eyes.
The two locked eyes, and the atmosphere instantly became somewhat awkward.
"You... you just sat here all night?" Ye Xingran slowly sat up. She rubbed her eyes and felt that her head was not as dizzy as before, and her body felt a little more comfortable.
She turned to look at the person beside her, and saw him leaning against the wall, looking exhausted, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he hadn't woken up yet.
"Then who do you think will keep you company?" His voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't slept all night.
A surge of emotion welled up in Ye Xingran's heart; she hadn't expected him to stay here with her all night.
However, the atmosphere between the two suddenly became somewhat awkward, and silence enveloped them, with neither knowing what to say.
After a while, Fu Shiyue finally broke the silence and said, "I don't need you to stand in front of me anymore. What are you trying to prove?"
Hearing this, Ye Xingran felt a pang of grievance and muttered softly, "I was just worried about you."
Seeing her like this, Fu Shiyue's anger subsided a bit. He sighed and said, "I know you mean well, but what if something happens to you?"
Ye Xingran slowly lowered her head, as if she dared not look the other person in the eye. Her voice was as soft as a breeze, almost inaudible: "I won't do it again."
Seeing this, Fu Shiyue reached out and gently stroked her hair. His voice was equally gentle, yet it carried a reassuring power:
"Leave any danger to me in the future."
Her gaze met Fu Shiyue's, and there was a hint of indescribable emotion between them.
"Fu Shiyue, thank you, thank you for staying with me all night."
Her voice trembled slightly, as if she was trying to control the turmoil in her heart.
However, Fu Shiyue's answer was somewhat unexpected.
He smirked slightly, revealing a half-smile, and said, "I'm your boss, and I won't let anything happen to you. If something happens to you, who will come to work?"
Although this statement may sound somewhat cold, the concern it conveys cannot be ignored.
However, this way of expressing oneself is even somewhat annoying.
She looked at him and said calmly, "If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all."
After saying that, she turned around and began packing her things, preparing to leave the place.
Ye Xingran quickly tidied up her belongings, picked up her bag, and walked towards the door without hesitation.
Just as she was about to reach the door, a deep voice suddenly came from behind her: "Ye Xingran, you saved me, I owe you a favor."
This sudden remark made Ye Xingran stop in her tracks. Her body stiffened slightly, and she turned around in surprise.
Fu Shiyue was standing behind her, looking at her with a complicated expression.
Ye Xingran composed herself, a bitter smile appearing on her lips, and said, "You let me stay for one night, and now that my fever has subsided, consider it a debt paid off, and we're even."
After saying that, she stopped looking at Fu Shiyue and turned to walk towards the door.
However, as she reached the door and reached for the doorknob, she heard Fu Shiyue whisper behind her, "Ye Xingran, I admit defeat."
These words drifted into Ye Xingran's ears as lightly as a feather, but she did not stop walking, nor did she even look back.
She hesitated for only a moment, then suddenly opened the door and hurriedly left Fu Shiyue's house.
Because she had another important thing to verify.
She didn't want anyone to know about this, including Fu Shiyue.
Yunmeng Organization---
Ye Xingran arrived at the gloomy hall of the Yunmeng organization. The lights were dim, and some mysterious paintings hung on the walls, with shadows spreading rampantly in the corners.
She took a deep breath and walked straight to the core area of the organization.
As soon as she stepped inside, several cold gazes shot over her, and she felt the scrutiny from the organization's members.
She completely ignored everything around her and hurried straight towards the spot in front of her.
At this moment, Lu Fei was sitting leisurely in that seat, a smile that was hard to decipher.
He casually put the cigarette in his mouth, then, as if by magic, pulled out a lighter, and with a "click," the flame instantly ignited.
He took a deep breath, the smoke slowly entering his mouth, and then he exhaled it long, forming a cloud of white smoke that drifted away in the air.
Ye Xingran stood not far away, staring coldly at Lu Fei, a stark contrast to her usual demeanor.
Her voice was cold and resolute, as if it could pierce through one's soul.
"Lu Fei, I'm asking you, did you hire someone to carry out the assassination attempt at the alleyway?"
Lu Fei's smile deepened. He flicked his cigarette ash and said slowly, "Oh, why are you suddenly here to interrogate me? Did Fu Shiyue say something to you?"
Ye Xingran stared intently at him, her eyes full of accusation: "Don't change the subject, answer me."
Lu Fei chuckled, stood up, and walked towards her: "That's right, I had someone do it. What, feeling sorry for Fu Shiyue?"
Ye Xingran clenched her fists: "Why did you do that? You knew it was dangerous!"
Lu Fei suddenly leaned closer to her and lowered his voice, saying, "Ye Xingran, don't forget, you are a member of the Yunmeng Organization. Fu Shiyue is our enemy. I'm doing this for the mission."
Ye Xingran glared at him: "But you shouldn't have done it this way. I said I would get what you wanted, but definitely not through such extreme methods."
Looking at her resolute expression, a complex emotion flashed in Lu Fei's eyes, before he regained his nonchalant demeanor.
“I had someone hurt him, but my real target was you. Only when you are hurt will he lower his guard against you; otherwise, you will never be able to penetrate his core.”
"You're a complete madman! You'll stop at nothing to achieve your goals, you don't even care about the lives of your subordinates!"