He left, you came

  Shen Nan's expression was calm, he simply raised his hand to stroke Tang JiJi's face, but couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, slowly and gently wiping away the water droplets falling from her face.

  "The funeral of Chu Xi was very simple, only a few people went and then it will be buried." Shen Nan Xiang said lightly, his tone was surprisingly light.

  Tang Jiji saw sorrow in his eyes, like a mantis hiding nowhere, desperately holding back.

  Tang Jiji was speechless, she didn't know what to say, she didn't know what to say to Ji Chuqiao, who had been separated from her for many years and now stood before her in a different world.

  "It shouldn't be like this. I remember that Chu Xi used to love lively places, now being placed in a quiet place, I'm afraid he won't get used to it." Shen Nan Xuan's thin lips opened slightly, and he said many more words to Tang Ji Ji.

  Tang Ji suddenly spoke up, and only after the sound fell did she realize that her words were too sharp and harsh. "Will you not get used to it? He drove Dad to death, now he deserves to die of illness himself, if he still has a conscience, he should go find Dad to confess his mistakes, this is what he deserves."

  These words, however, were like being washed away by the heavy rain and scattered without a trace. Shen Nan Yi was also drenched from head to toe, his hand lingering on her face through the curtain of rain, the warmth of his touch suddenly feeling like it had burned her.

  "Tang Ji, I don't believe this is what you want to say to Chu Qu." Shen Nan Yue paused: "Tell me, why aren't you sad?"

  "Hmph. Why should I be sad? What am I to him anyway?" Tang Jiji's lips curled into a smile, her heart chilled to the extreme.

  What's the big deal about Ji Chu Xun?! Why should Tang Ji Ji be so heartbroken?! Isn't Ji Chu Xun just dead?! What's the point of being dead?! They haven't had anything to do with each other for two years now anyway!

  Suddenly, Shen Nanxian's face enlarged in front of her, began to sway, and her eyes became blurry, everything became unclear.

  ……

  Tang Jiji fainted and caught a cold after being drenched in the rain.

  When she woke up again, it had been three days. Tang Jiji slowly opened her eyes, scanning the unfamiliar room, a space designed in blue and simple tones, with retro striped dark curtains...

  Hmmm... it's quite in line with a certain guy's taste. She tried to prop herself up and kick off the covers to jump out of bed, but her hands were covered by another pair of slender fingers, unable to move.

  "You don't have to come down and confirm anymore, this is my room." A gentle voice with a hint of softness came from above her head, Shen Nan's voice.

  "Hmph." She snorted, trying to get up but was pressed down by Shen Nanxiao into a lying position, and then he gently tucked her in.

  Tang Jiji could only stare at him, his throat dry and sore. His entire body felt like it was wrapped in a rice dumpling, his hands restlessly fidgeting about.

  Suddenly, her restless little hands were tightly grasped by Shen Nan Yue and would not let go. Under his so-called gentle gaze, she finally burst out!

  "Shen Nan, you're being too polite and it's getting on my nerves! What do you want to do? Just say it straight out, do you want money or something else? Can't you just be straightforward?" Tang JiJi could no longer remain calm, and with a hoarse voice, she shouted at him.

  "I just want your cold to get better soon." Shen Nan explained softly, his voice gentle: "After you fainted that day, you had a fever. I brought you here. Although the fever has subsided now, you are still a severe cold patient."

  "Oh." Tang Jiji coughed awkwardly a few times before squeezing out those two words. "Thanks."

  "You're welcome." Shen Nanxiao smiled slightly, supporting her shoulder, looking at her with a gaze that seemed to linger.

  "Tang Ji, from now on I'll take good care of you, okay?"