Lin Yu tried to move his body, wanting to sit up in bed to eat.
But the moment he showed any sign of moving, a cool, pale, slender hand landed on his chest, pressing him down through the blanket.
?
Lin Yu turned his head to look at the owner of this slender hand.
Qing Mo said plainly:
"I'll feed you."
The secretary and the two suited laborers beside her shuddered at these words, their expressions not just surprised, but horrified as if they'd seen a ghost!
In less than a second.
The quick-witted trio, realizing they couldn't control their expressions in time, simultaneously lowered their heads.
They cosplayed ostriches, burying their heads in the desert of air.
Lin Yu hesitated for a moment, thinking that even if he refused, he had no ability to resist.
To avoid making things too awkward, he decided to just go along with it. All he had to do was lie back and enjoy.
The milky-white food containers were placed on the bedside table. After they were opened one by one, the two suited laborers quickly fled the room, as if staying too long would infect them with some kind of ominous aura.
Qing Mo's secretary was the same. After hastily mentioning that the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall would take a long time to prepare and probably wouldn't be ready until evening, she also lowered her head and hurried out of the room.
Extremely perceptive of the situation.
And so, in the private room with only the two of them, Lin Yu began to enjoy Qing Mo's feeding service.
Contrary to Lin Yu's expectations, Qing Mo, who seemed aloof and above it all like an icy goddess untouched by mortal affairs, was actually quite good at taking care of people.
She knew to test the temperature of the food, knew to hold the container close to Lin Yu's mouth before using chopsticks to feed him to avoid dripping broth, and would even gently wipe the corner of his mouth with a wet wipe when she saw food residue there...
...
After Lin Yu finished his meal, Qing Mo's secretary and the two laborers swiftly re-entered the room, cleared away all the trash, and even wheeled out the bedside table.
"Burp~"
"Delicious."
Lin Yu let out a burp and gave the meal a very high rating.
"As long as you like it."
Qing Mo said softly.
"Whew~"
Lin Yu let out a long breath, looking utterly satisfied.
The feeling of having his stomach filled with food was really nice. A sense of happiness welled up inside his body, and even his injured cells seemed to stop wailing so loudly.
In a good mood, Lin Yu started chatting idly with Qing Mo.
But they hadn't exchanged more than a few sentences before Lin Yu found he couldn't keep the conversation going.
Qing Mo sat by the bed, barely saying a word, just staring at Lin Yu.
Even with Lin Yu's thick skin, he started feeling a bit embarrassed under her gaze.
Faced with someone he couldn't hit and couldn't scold, Lin Yu truly didn't know what to do.
Just then, Qing Mo's red lips parted slightly, and she suddenly said:
"I have to go."
"Huh?"
Lin Yu was slightly surprised. He looked back at her and asked:
"Going back to work?"
Qing Mo nodded.
"Well, you should go then."
"Bye."
Lin Yu was happy for Qing Mo to leave quickly, saving him from being stared at like a surveillance camera any longer.
Qing Mo took one last deep look at Lin Yu, stood up, and walked towards the hospital room door.
"Hey, um..."
Lin Yu remembered something and called out to Qing Mo, who had already reached the door. Qing Mo stopped and turned to look back, but Lin Yu suddenly didn't know how to bring it up.
As if she could see right through Lin Yu's thoughts, Qing Mo spoke up before he could ask:
"I've already taken care of the bar incident. You don't need to worry."
"Also, I've left two people here for you, right outside the door. If you need anything, just call for them."
Lin Yu was so moved he almost shed tears.
Damn.
Is this what it feels like to be taken care of by a rich woman?
So good. I don't want to work hard anymore!
The hospital room door opened and closed gently. Qing Mo was gone.
The room returned to silence. Lin Yu looked at the ceiling and breathed a soft sigh of relief.
It was a huge help that Qing Mo had resolved the aftermath of the bar fight.
After all, he really hadn't held back at all when he struck back then. Without Qing Mo, he didn't know what kind of trouble he'd be in.
Full and content, drowsiness gradually washed over him.
Lin Yu closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the heavy hand of fatigue to pull him into the sea of sleep...
...
Three minutes later.
Lin Yu slowly opened his eyes. He lifted his chin slightly and turned his head to look to the right.
It was clean there, spotless, as if no one had ever been there.
Lin Yu stared blankly at that patch of empty air for a while, then slowly turned his head back to its original position.
"Damn it!"
Lin Yu cursed viciously without warning and mentally gave himself a hard slap.
You already have Sister Zhu Zi, such a good person. What more do you want?
If you keep thinking this nonsense, I'll skin you and throw you in a pig cage!
Can't let you ruin the image of the Pure Love forum moderator!
Fuming, Lin Yu closed his eyes. The violent rise and fall of his chest gradually calmed down over time...
...
"So, when does your school start?"
"Chomp chomp."
"Shouldn't you be leaving?"
"Chomp chomp."
Lin Yu asked without looking up, while eating the hot, tender steak.
Gu Yue's hand, holding the chopsticks, froze mid-air for a second. The next moment, she threw down the chopsticks, flung herself onto the hospital bed, hugged Lin Yu's leg, and pleaded tearfully:
"Wahhh..."
"Don't make me leave."
"I... (sob)"
"I can't live without this good life anymore, with steak and lobster every meal, abalone and bird's nest whenever I want!"
"I won't survive without them!"
Lin Yu looked down at her with disdain.
"Look at you, so pathetic."
"Besides, you should be pretty rich now, right? Can't you afford your own food?"
Hearing this, Gu Yue instantly lifted her head, straightened up, and said with a serious face:
"That's a separate matter! Food you get for free tastes the best!"
Lin Yu rolled his eyes at her and said irritably:
"Hurry back to school. Stop freeloading and mooching here."
Gu Yue's slender shoulders slumped immediately. She hunched over as if suddenly drained of all energy, saying with a look of melancholy:
"Actually, even if you didn't say it, I have to go back today too."
"School starts tomorrow."
"I can't stay with you any longer."
"Good timing. Get going. You've been eating more than me these past few days."
Lin Yu complained disdainfully.
Gu Yue pouted, looking very unhappy.
The sunlight outside the window began to take on a faint tinge of dusk. Gu Yue knew it was time for her to leave.
She picked up her small bag, stood up, and walked with dejected steps, dragging her feet.
Just as she reached the hospital room door, Lin Yu's gentle voice suddenly sounded behind her.
"Be careful on your way."
Gu Yue stopped. She turned her head, her pink lips pressed tightly together, tears welling in her eyes.
She raised her arm to wipe the tears spilling from the corners of her eyes, then walked back to Lin Yu's side, bent down, and gave him a hug.
"Goodbye."
Gu Yue straightened up, her little mouth still pouting, her eyes red, as she spoke.
Lin Yu looked at her and said his farewell:
"Goodbye."
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