"It would break my heart." Only then could Shi Wangyue slowly, smoothly let his feelings spill out bit by bit.
Ning Youguang reached out and gently touched Shi Wangyue's thin face. "You've lost weight."
Shi Wangyue rubbed his face against her Soft palm again. "I'll eat more."
Ning Youguang asked him again, "You haven't been resting well lately, have you?"
"I'm not used to the bed. I wake up a lot at night." Shi Wangyue carefully picked only what he could say.
"Get in bed." Ning Youguang patted the mattress and chuckled lightly. "Let's see if with me by your side tonight, you still can't sleep in this bed."
Shi Wangyue turned around, locked the door of the ward from the inside, then took off his coat and pants and got into bed.
The single hospital bed was very narrow; squeezed together like this, they could just barely lie flat.
Shi Wangyue pulled Ning Youguang into his arms, his hold neither too tight nor too loose, keeping it at a level that felt comfortable for her.
