"You…If you do this again, I'll never bother myself with you!" Lin Chu blushed. Her lips were still feeling numb.
Yan Beicheng replied hoarsely, "If you don't care about me, nobody would care about me."
Lin Chu was stunned. She was about to turn away but seeing Yan Beicheng this way, she believed he was not pretending to gain sympathy. For some reason, she knew he was telling the truth.
Although she was not sure why, but Lin Chu strangely stopped herself from leaving.
She seemed to remember the shadow of a young boy who fit the image of this man lying in bed in front of her.
She vaguely recalled that young boy saying the same words to her, "Nobody would care about me."
Lin Chu did not say anything but quietly picked up the thermometer which Yan Beicheng had thrown to the side. She looked at the rising mercury within the thermometer and her eyes narrowed.
