"Are you still cold?" the boy's voice was not as gloomy as usual, but like the wind in March, clear and gentle.
"You used your internal energy?" Qin Jiujiu, in a moment of urgency, quickly grabbed his hand.
How could he use his internal energy so easily now that he was so badly injured?
Could it be just because he was afraid she was cold?
She was indeed most afraid of the cold.
Normally, Qin Jiujiu always complained about Xie Jing's body temperature.
He was always cold.
"I'm not cold... hurry up and stop..."
The boy suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Xie Jing!" Qin Jiujiu cried out in alarm and quickly pulled away from Xie Jing's embrace.
"Stop it!" she said, extremely anxious.
Xie Jing's lips curved slightly, and a smile appeared on his pale face, frail yet radiant.
Qin Jiujiu's heart skipped a beat.
She couldn't articulate the emotion, only feeling a sense of dullness in her chest.
"Xie Jing!" she said, a little angry, angry that he didn't cherish his own body, angry that he treated all this as a joke.
"Xiao Jiu'er~ are you angry?"
He saw the displeasure on Qin Jiujiu's face, but he smiled even more happily.
Could this prove that Xiao Jiu'er had him in her heart? That she loved him?
The boy, who rarely felt love and had never known what it was or how to love...
But looking at the girl in front of him, he longed for the word he had once found ridiculous for the first time.
"Hmph!" the girl huffed and turned away.
Seeing this, Xie Jing thought Qin Jiujiu was leaving, and the smile on his face suddenly vanished.
The boy knitted his brows, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
Qin Jiujiu turned and brought the congee that had been placed on the table to Xie Jing.
"Here, for you."
Xie Jing was startled by the steaming congee. Qin Jiujiu urged, "You don't want to drink it? I ran a long way to buy this congee. You have to drink it even if you don't want to!"
Saying this, Qin Jiujiu ignored the expression on the boy's face and sat down by the bedside, scooping a spoonful of congee and bringing it to Xie Jing.
Then she seemed to remember something.
She brought the spoonful of congee back to her own mouth and blew on it gently.
"There, it's not hot anymore, drink it!"
Qin Jiujiu's tone was non-negotiable. Xie Jing looked into her eyes, which were deep and bottomless.
As if holding a galaxy of stars...
The person before him was the only radiance in his life.
He would not let her go! Absolutely not!
The boy's hand grabbed Qin Jiujiu's hand holding the spoon, gripping it tightly.
He leaned forward and put all the congee into his mouth.
"So sweet~"
Xie Jing smiled sweetly, like an innocent boy.
Qin Jiujiu was mesmerized.
"Xiao Jiu'er~" he said with a strangely coquettish tone.
Qin Jiujiu snapped back to reality, quickly scooped another spoonful of congee, blew on it, and offered it to Xie Jing.
But the congee was clearly not sweet...
Xie Jing did not like sweet things, so she had not added any sugar. It was just plain white congee.
Qin Jiujiu's heart stirred, and she said to Xie Jing, "Your hands are fine, aren't they? Drink it yourself!"
Then she stared at him intently, making no further move.
Since his hands were fine, she couldn't feed him...
"Crack!"
With a dull crack, the boy broke his own right wrist with his left hand.
Qin Jiujiu, who had witnessed all this with her own eyes: "..."
"You..." The words caught in her throat, and Qin Jiujiu suddenly dared not say anything more.
"Xiao Jiu'er~ Now my hands can't drink the congee myself~ Can you feed me?"
Did he think she hadn't seen it?
As expected of the great villain! She had been too presumptuous these past few days!
Staring at Xie Jing's wrist for a long time, a voice came from above, "Xiao Jiu'er, don't worry, I'll fix it myself after you finish feeding me the congee."
The boy still had that harmless smile on his face.
But in Qin Jiujiu's eyes, it was terrifying...
She mechanically scooped a spoonful of congee and offered it to the boy.
"It's hot..." the boy continued to act spoiled towards her.
Qin Jiujiu brought it back and blew on it twice.
"It's not hot anymore," she explained.
"Xiao Jiu'er, it's hot!" he insisted.
It seemed there could be no retreat.
What was Xie Jing going crazy about?
Qin Jiujiu had no choice but to repeat the action, spoonful after spoonful, until the entire bowl of congee was gone.
She sighed with relief.
Qin Jiujiu turned to leave, but Xie Jing behind her suddenly spoke, his low, hoarse voice sounding a little eerie in the dimly lit room.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
Qin Jiujiu touched her stomach. She hadn't eaten anything all day. She had to fill her stomach.
"I'm going to eat, I'm starving."
Hearing this, Xie Jing frowned. "You haven't eaten yet?"
Qin Jiujiu never neglected her palate, so he naturally didn't expect that someone who loved to eat so much hadn't eaten.
Then where had she been all this time?
Xie Jing's dark eyes stared gloomily at the girl's retreating back.
She was sitting not far away, eating with gusto.
Outside, everything was covered in white.
"Xiao Jiu'er, I want to make a wish."
The girl, her mouth slick with oil, turned her head. When did the great villain have such leisure?
Could it be that he wanted to wish to kill everyone in the world?
"What wish?"
In Xie Jing's memory, someone had once looked at the first snow of winter and told him that if he made a wish during the first snowfall, it would surely come true.
He hadn't believed it before.
But now, he longed for it to be true.
His only wish.
To be with Xiao Jiu'er, day after day, year after year.
Never apart, never to be separated.
...
"Xie Jing, what wish did you make?"
Under the eaves, stood a man and a woman.
The boy, looking at the pure white snow, closed his eyes silently.
A boy who didn't believe in fate now only wished for it to be true.
"I won't tell you..."
The girl snorted and ran into the snow.
...
Two days later.
Xie Jing recovered quickly from his illness. Two days later, his injuries had already healed.
Liu Jin's letter also arrived.
There was an important matter to discuss, at Tianwaitian.
"Xie Jing, I want to go out for a bit."
Xie Jing was lying on the bed, holding a book.
The boy was engrossed in reading, but Qin Jiujiu didn't know what book it was.
Upon hearing this, Xie Jing moved the book slightly.
"No."
Xie Jing refused outright.
Then he immediately moved the book back in front of his eyes, blocking Qin Jiujiu's resentful gaze.
"What are you reading?" she walked over and snatched the book from Xie Jing's hand.
"He stared at the woman's seductive lips for a long time, then their lips met..."
The room fell into silence.
Qin Jiujiu's face suddenly turned red.
Xie Jing's eyes were fixed on her. When she handed the book back to him, she met Xie Jing's nonchalant gaze.
He wasn't blushing at all?
Clearly, he was the one reading the adult book!
The great villain was indeed the great villain!
"Well, you... continue reading..."
Being stared at by him made Qin Jiujiu feel incredibly uncomfortable, and her face inexplicably burned.