Having met again after several years, he did not overwhelm me with his eagerness to reconcile, but carefully invading into my space and slowly entangled his life with mine.

Although he was not aggressive, it was hard to reject or refuse him.

I made some soup for him. When I arrived at the hotel, he was resting on the bed with one hand placed on his forehead.

I got quite emotional when I saw his pale face. I put the soup aside and sat next to him.

If we’ve made the right decision from the beginning, perhaps we wouldn’t have landed ourselves in this situation. We’re looking forward to the future, yet we act with caution when around each other.

I held his hand gently in order not to wake him up.

My effort was in vain. The light sleeper was alerted a few seconds later. When he opened his eyes and saw that it was me, a smile appeared on his face.

“Isn’t it the weekend? Why did you come over on your off day?” He sounded hoarse and tired.

“You’re sick, that’s why I came.” I withdrew my hand and wanted to reach for the bowl of soup, but he got hold of me.

“Joseph told you?”

I nodded. He propped himself up and frowned. He seemed to be in pain.

“Have you had your medication?” I scanned the room but did not find any medicines.

He smiled. “It’s just a small matter. I’ll be okay once I’m rested.”

“If it can be cured without taking any medicine, you should have fully recovered

his, but lost my balance and fell into his

body was so warm,

later. Lie down with me,” he

him be. He’s sick, and

the soup and take your medication before you

laughing and then stoked the tip of my nose affectionately. “Since when did you become so

how things go after taking

a bowl of soup for him. “Drink it while

get mad at me if I want you to feed me?” He

was briefly surprised at his request, but

my response when I fed him. He removed his gaze

continued

“How’s the taste?”

very sweet,”

dash of salt, not sugar.” He’s obviously distracted. Otherwise, how can he not know how does soup

and then uttered in

came with the medication and heaved a sigh of relief when he noticed that Ashton finished the soup.

not say

medicine and refused to let me go. I sighed. “It’s

would reject him, he bargained, “I’ll sleep better when

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