Xia Micheng pinned Lu Yuzhen down and started tickling him with her little hands; she had even started rubbing near his neck with her little pretty face.
On the other hand, Lu Yuzhen grabbed her slim waist and moved her to sit upright. He then made her look into his voidless eyes, the same pair of eyes that made it difficult for others to know what he was thinking. “Micheng, stop fooling around. I’m ill, and I’m pretty sure you already know that even if I don’t tell you,” he started saying in a hoarse voice. “I’m afraid to accept your love, so please don’t treat me too well. You won’t have a future with me.”
Upon hearing that, her bright eyes fell on his handsome face. “Yes, I know, Mr. Lu. However, I will save you.”
“You can’t save me.”
She shook her head and gave him a smile with her soft, red lips. “I can save you, but it’ll have to wait for a few days; you’ll have to bear with me for the time being. I just want to be with you.”
This was Xia Micheng’s most selfish act; she could not help him right away despite knowing that his body was not well, and it was all because she wanted to be with him.