Chapter 450
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Song Qingchun walked to stand before Su Zhinian and passed him the glass and pills. "Take this now before your fever gets worse."
Su Zhinian stood where he was and stared at Song Qingchun without any reaction.
Song Qingchun subconsciously thought he didn't want to take the medicine, so she raised the glass higher and said in a soft voice, "You'll feel better if you take the medicine."
Su Zhinian tried his best to resist the urge to reach out to take the glass. His hands, which were hanging by his side, tightened into fists. His neatly trimmed and short nails dug into his palms.
Noticing the lack of reaction from Su Zhinian, Song Qingchun's brows twitched. She met Su Zhinian's eyes with confusion. She stared back at him for a long time before the realization dawned on her.
How could she have forgotten that they were no longer like they used to be? She was forced to send him home last night, and now that he had woken up, it was time for her to leave …
A heavy sense of disappointment slowly settled in her heart. Her eyes that stared at Su Zhinian started to waver. Like a child who had made a mistake, her dark eyes darted around anxiously before slowly lowering her gaze.
At the same time, the hands that held the glass and pills also slowly dropped to the ground.
The room fell into an awkward silence.
Neither of them spoke. They stood there silently for a long time before Song Qingchun took a deep breath to suppress the disappointment in her heart. She raised her eyes and forced a smile at Su Zhinian. "Last night, you fainted, so I sent you home. There was no one at your place at night, and I was afraid that you might get into an accident, so … so I stayed …"
He was no longer related to her, so even if he did get into an accident, what did it have to do with her?
The more Song Qingchun said, the more she felt like her explanation was too weak. Her voice got smaller and smaller until it disappeared completely.
"I know," Su Zhinian said softly. After a while, he added, "Thank you for last night."
"It's okay, it's my duty." Song Qingchun forced a smile and lowered her head.
Seeing as the room was about to fall back into the awkward silence, Song Qingchun swallowed hard and said in a hurry, "Remember to take the medicine, the medicine in my palm is the amount you need …"
For some reason, for some reason, Song Qingchun's heart started to fill with sadness.
She knew she should say goodbye, put down the glass of water and pills, and walk out of his room.
But she didn't know if she was worried about him, who was having a low fever again, or if there were other reasons she didn't know. In short, she found that she actually didn't want to leave.
She tried her best to make herself look less sad. She kept her voice calm and continued to speak slowly, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."
"Alright." Pain and struggle flashed across Su Zhinian's eyes that stared at the top of her head, but they returned to calmness in an instant. He opened his lips to say one simple word, and then he said nothing else.
She had already said that she was leaving, but he didn't even say goodbye to her. Was it because he didn't need to see her again?
Song Qingchun felt her heart ache even more, and her nose started to sting.
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