It rained all afternoon, with no sign of stopping.

Channing was reading a book on the sofa, while Winnie was browsing Twitter for a while and then turned to look at her script.

It grew dark outside.

Winnie got up, went to the window, and stretched. Then, she looked outside the window.

Because of the rain, the road was heavily congested with traffic jams.

Suddenly, the light in the room was on.

Winnie turned her head and saw that Channing was heading towards the kitchen. Channing asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Winnie picked up her phone. "I'll order takeout."

Channing opened the refrigerator and took out the vegetables Winnie bought at noon. "It's supper time, so it will take at least an hour to get the food delivered. I'd better cook myself."

On second thoughts, Winnie walked to him and said, "You are ill, so you need to rest. We can order from a restaurant close to us."

Channing turned his head and looked at her. "No. Just sit down and wait for a while."

Seeing this, Winnie knew that he wouldn't negotiate, so she said, "Okay." Then, Winnie walked back to the living room.

Sitting on the sofa, Winnie put her head in her hands and looked at Channing's back, deep in thought.

Although Winnie always said that she could imagine how Channing's past was like, she hadn't experienced what had happened to him.

Two years ago, when filming, she felt unwell after being soaked in cold water. In order not to delay the whole process, she didn't say anything but completed the filming.

After returning home, she was bedridden for many days. She felt dizzy, uncomfortable, sick, and limp. She did not want to do anything.

Channing was ill now, but he didn't take it seriously at all.

After half an hour, Channing walked out of the kitchen and put the dishes on the table, with chicken breasts, corn, sweet potatoes, and some other vegetables.

Winnie froze and looked up at him in disbelief.

little at noon. I added only a little oil to them,

"What about… you?"

added, "Do

"No,

nodded and returned to

corn and chicken breasts all year round. She was

Channing made looked and smelt

table and wanted to peel the sweet potato, but it was

kneeled on one knee, grabbed her hand, and examined it. Seeing that it

pulled out

her the chopsticks

in front of him. "Is this all you're going to

a sweet potato

he spoke, he had picked up the sweet potato in the

attracted by

hands are well-defined with clear veins. They looked attractive even when peeling a sweet

looked at Channing's hand in a daze, Channing had got the sweet potato peeled. He handed it to her

took the sweet potato, and took a

Channing stood up and poured

the sweet potato, Winnie pushed the corn to Channing. "Take this.

did not say anything but

got up and decided to wash the dishes. Winnie stopped him at once. "I'll

the

staring at her back for a

dishes. Thus, she had a hard time washing the dishes. When she finished,

to the living room, and poured a glass

Channing and put her hand on his forehead. Her brow

hot, but it might be

decided to ask Channing to take the temperature

asked, "Where is your hairdryer? My sleeves

bathroom. I'll get

had he finished speaking when

"No, you just sit here. I will get it myself. Remember to

"Got it."

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