He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 167 - 167 160 Changling I dont feel well (First Update)

Chapter 167: 160: Changling, I don’t feel well (First Update) Chapter 167: 160: Changling, I don’t feel well (First Update) Wen Changling stared at him and thought he looked thinner. Was the medical skill at the city hospital not good? He still seemed to be recovering from a serious illness.

“Granny Zhu has left some food for you, I’ll go warm it up for you.”

“You sit, I’ll do it myself.”

Wen Changling went to the kitchen to prepare food.

Xie Shang didn’t follow.

She thought he had left. After finishing her meal, she came out and found him still sitting on the bamboo bed outside. The autumn night was thick with a chill, the wind tousled his hair, his hands braced on either side, legs casually stretched out, a cat crouched by his feet. The wind swayed the branches, osmanthus flowers drifted down, landing on the back of his hand. He glanced at them, didn’t bother to brush them off, and continued looking down at the cat licking its paws, revealing a very white and slender nape, the bones there exuding a sense of leanness.

Wen Changling sat down next to him, “Why did you leave the hospital so quickly? Are you healed?”

“Not yet.”

“Why leave the hospital if you’re not better?”

Xie Shang said, “The hospital is very boring.”

Wen Changling sat quietly for a while, “There’s a breeze tonight, don’t sit outside for too long.”

“Mhm.”

up and went to

left. After washing up, she looked into the courtyard and saw neither Xie Shang nor the cat; the bamboo bed was covered

picked some up and brought them back

to sleep, as usual, she closed her eyes and softly murmured,

as the sound fell, she suddenly opened her eyes. Why had she forgotten? It had been twenty-one days; there was no

mind became clear. Golden osmanthus is the most fragrant among the osmanthus species, maybe the fragrance was too strong. She got up, thinking to throw the osmanthus away,

fault, it was

habit in her; as soon as she

dialed Xie Shang’s number,

“Are you asleep?”

“No.”

see you, I have something to

gate, the noise disturbed Granny Zhu, who asked a couple of questions. She told the truth, saying she was

the door unlocked for

“Mhm.”

autumn wind sounded mournful,

they

table

for Dong

Shang looked up slightly from

Miss Pang San about Pang

nodded and hummed in