After Fu Qinglun was done treating her wounds, he looked up to see that Lin Shiyu was already awake and looking at him.
He got up and ruffled her silky hair. He lowered his voice and said, "Go sleep on the sofa."
Lin Shiyu looked at Little Lemon worriedly.
"Sikong came just now. Little Lemon is fine. The professional caretaker is outside and will come in every few minutes to check on you. Don't worry, it's fine. It's already two in the morning. You should sleep first. Don't let Little Lemon wake up and you'll collapse from exhaustion."
Lin Shiyu got up. But as she had slept for too long, her legs were numb. Once she got up, she slid down.
Fu Qinglun quickly grasped her soft waist and pulled her into his arms. "What's wrong?"
"My legs are numb. I'll be fine after standing for a while."
"Let me hug you for a while."
The two of them stood by the bed and Lin Shiyu quietly allowed him to hug her. Her head was pressed against his chest, and she could hear his heartbeat.
His strong heartbeat gave her a sense of security.
At this moment, the man's clean and masculine scent pressed against her. His soft lips pressed against her forehead and he kissed her gently.
It was a silent kiss.
Lin Shiyu's luscious lashes quivered. She tugged on his shirt. "I'm done."
She wanted to push him away.
But Fu Qinglun was one step ahead. He lifted her up and placed her on the sofa. "You sleep first. I'll accompany Little Lemon for a while."
He reached out to cover her with the quilt, and then returned to the bed.
But Lin Shiyu wasn't sleepy at all. She glanced sideways at Fu Qinglun. The man sat down by the bed and held Little Lemon's hand with his fair and beautiful large hands. His shirt and trousers were already wrinkled, but he still looked elegant and dignified, making one look at him.
She had slept for a while just now, but he didn't close his eyes.
This time, when Little Lemon was sick, he was there to take care of her.
It was said that children were the bond between parents. When Little Lemon was sick, seeing him like this made her heart soften.
No matter how tough and tiring it had been these three years, she had forced herself to be strong. Women were like water, and a mother had to be strong. Over time, she had gotten used to being alone. She had put on a strong armor for herself. She had protected herself and Little Lemon, not letting anyone have the chance to come in and hurt them.
For the past three years, she had been tense, maintaining a state of combat.
But at this moment, ripples appeared in her heart. Her tense state relaxed, and her whole body softened.
Looking at Fu Qinglun's tall and handsome figure, looking at his broad shoulders, she suddenly wanted to lean on him.
No one knew that she was very, very tired. She was too tired.
She wanted to stop thinking about everything and just sleep.
In her dreams, there was naturally someone protecting her, her Little Lemon.
At this moment, a professional escort in a white coat walked in. "Sir, you should go and rest. We are more professional than you and will take good care of Little Miss. As parents, you should recuperate at night so that when Little Miss wakes up in the morning, you can accompany Little Miss in your best state of mind."
Fu Qinglun's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked slightly tired. He placed Little Lemon's hand under the blanket and got up. "I'll leave her to you then."
The professional nurse smiled and nodded. "Sir, there are no other beds in this ICU. You can only squeeze with your wife."
There was only the sofa for people to sleep on. If Fu Qinglun wanted to rest, he could only squeeze with Lin Shiyu on the sofa.
She heard footsteps. Fu Qinglun was walking towards her. Lin Shiyu quickly closed her eyes.
At this moment, the footsteps stopped. Fu Qinglun had arrived. He lowered his eyes to look at the woman lying on the sofa. She was pretending to be asleep.
Fu Qinglun gradually curved his thin lips and said in a low voice, "Shi 'shi, if you're not willing, I won't sleep with you. There's a long bench in the corridor outside. I'll just sit for a while."
With that, he turned around to leave.
But just as he took a step forward, a fair hand reached out and tugged on his trousers.
Fu Qinglun stopped in his tracks, his dark eyes instantly rippling with a gentle smile.
He turned around. Lin Shiyu did not open her eyes. Her luscious lashes were still quietly drooping, but her hand was tugging on his trousers tightly.
The corners of his thin lips kicked up, and he lay down on the edge of the sofa.
The sofa wasn't big, and Lin Shiyu could sleep on it alone. But with Fu Qinglun's tall and handsome figure inside, it seemed very crowded.
Lin Shiyu slept on her side, so that she could save space. Her delicate body only took up a small space, but she also showed her back to him.
Fu Qinglun supported his arm, and held her smooth shoulder with one hand. He called her in a low voice, "Shi 'shi."
Lin Shiyu did not respond.
The man's low and magnetic voice rang in her ears again. "Shi 'shi, turn around. I'll hug you to sleep."
Lin Shiyu did not move.
Fu Qinglun grasped her svelte waist and turned her around. She fell into his arms.
He stretched out his strong arm and wrapped it around her shoulders. Her palm-sized face rested on his muscular chest.
With the blanket over them, the two of them hugged each other tightly.
Her body was very cold, especially her hands and legs. He hooked her feet between his thighs, then held her hand and placed it on his shirt buttons. His soft thin lips pressed against her snow-white earlobes and he said in a low voice, "Unbutton my shirt and put your hand inside."
Lin Shiyu had not fallen asleep, and so she heard his words clearly. Her lashes fluttered, and she did not stand on ceremony. She lifted her hand to unbutton his shirt, and then put her hand inside to keep warm.
The skin on his chest was honey-colored and glossy, and his body temperature was dry and warm. Her cold hand slid to his waist, and quickly warmed him up.
Fu Qinglun's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. A man's waist was more sensitive, and her hand was moving nimbly there. He promptly pressed her hand down, and placed it on his chest.
"Don't touch a man's waist." His voice was hoarse.
Lin Shiyu slowly opened her eyes. His handsome face was magnified in her vision, especially the strong and defined jawline. "Are you done?"
Fu Qinglun looked at the ceiling above his head. "I'm not done, but … I want to."
Lin Shiyu closed her eyes again, and did not bother with him.
Fu Qinglun kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep, good night."
…
Lin Shiyu slept for a very long time. When she opened her eyes, it was already the next morning. The sun shone through the curtains and onto her body.
There was no one beside her. Fu Qinglun had gotten up.
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