Bitter Flesh Plan

  The trick of using one's own flesh will always be effective, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and against anyone.

  "Hmm..." A low, meaningless murmur escaped her lips as she slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Qi Yuhan's doting gaze.

  A faintly cold voice swept across Qi Yuhan's heart like a gentle breeze, making him feel itchy.

  "Awake? How are you, let me see if you still have a fever?" While saying that, she placed her hand on the cool forehead.

  A warm current slowly flowed into Shui Qingyu's heart, watching Qi Yuhans movements, Shui Qingyu was stunned, and replied to Qi Yuhans words in a meaningless manner.

  "It's okay, I still have a bit of strength in my head, and I shouldn't have a fever."

  The temperature transmitted by hand has returned to normal, and upon hearing Shui Jingyu's words, he let out a sigh of relief, "That's good."

  The room fell silent, with no one speaking again.

  He inadvertently saw the dark circles under Qi Yuhan's eyes and subconsciously asked, "Didn't you sleep all night?"

  Hearing the sound of Shui Qingyu, Qi Yuhans original intention to leave was stunned, and his movements also stopped. He turned back to look at Shui Qingyu, his face full of surprise, incredulous was his current mood.

  Is she worried about herself?

  "Are you telling me you didn't sleep all night?" She got out of bed, her slender figure set off by a flowing white dress, her face anxious as she looked at Qi Yuhan, her right hand involuntarily reaching up to touch the dark circles under his eyes.

  Qī Yǔ Hán was extremely excited, looking at the nearby Shuǐ Qiān Yōu, smelling the fragrance of jasmine flowers on Shuǐ Qiān Yōu's body, for the first time feeling that Shuǐ Qiān Yōu was so close to him, so real.

  A sudden movement in his heart, perhaps an unintentional trick will bring himself and Youyou closer together.

  "You had a high fever last night, I've been with you the whole time." As he said this, he could clearly see the worry in Shui Jingyu's eyes deepen, and the words he had prepared to say got stuck in his throat.

  He couldn't bear it, he couldn't bear to let Shui Qingyu worry, and the guilt in his heart deepened a little.

  "How silly you are, why did you stay up all night for me? Why didn't you get a good rest?"

  Looking at the water's gentle worry, Qi Yuhan, who was always ruthless and cold-blooded, had a hint of moisture in the corner of his eyes. This little woman, she's really lovely, making him leave his heart on this little woman.

  She likes jasmine flowers, and after getting to know her, I also fell in love with the fragrance of jasmine flowers.

  Jasmine has three languages:

  "Joy", just like a vibrant summer full of unknown hopes and joys.

  Eternal love and promise, a lifetime of devotion and joy.

  Waiting for Love

  He wanted Shui Jingyu to have a smile, he wanted her to be full of hope like a vibrant summer.

  He wanted their love to be eternal, so he used his whole life to wait for her.

  He thought she could use some love of her own.

  In this life, he only recognized her, his companion must be her, he couldn't bear to let her suffer a bit of harm, couldn't bear to let her get hurt again.

  He has always known that she had been deeply hurt before, causing her heart to close up. He didn't care about her indifference towards him, as long as he had a place in her heart.

  No one knew how painful it was for him to accept her and Zuo Xuan being together at first, how much conviction he used to suppress himself from beating Zuo Xuan up. But if Youyou would hate herself, he'd rather let himself be in pain.

  After all these years, she finally stands by his side for real, and he's truly satisfied.