Fever

This song is pleasant to listen to. Although Li Changle sang it, making it difficult to empathize with Lin Yueru's emotions, the lyrics clearly depict a song of humble devotion.

Love, it's not about timing, but about being there early. If Lin Yueru had met Li Xiaoyao first, the ending of Legend of Sword and Fairy might not have been so tragic.

The entire song is sung with a sighing emotion that makes one's heart ache, especially for those who have experienced the story of Legend of Sword and Fairy.

Wang Siyi feels a strong sense of immersion right now. If she were to listen to this song while watching Legend of Sword and Fairy 1, she might even shed tears.

As if recalling something, Wang Siyi also sang a passage of the song "Always Quiet."

Li Changle looked at Wang Siyi in surprise. This woman's talent for singing is quite high...

She only heard him sing it once, and she remembered the melody. The lyrics were also correct.

It sounds good, much better than how he sang it earlier. That was Li Changle's first impression.

However, after Wang Siyi finished singing, she shook her head. This song wasn't suitable for her to sing.

It wasn't that it sounded bad, but the voice she produced didn't have the right feeling. She couldn't express the melancholic sentiment of "Always Quiet."

Her voice tends to be clear and ethereal. This song would be better sung with a slightly husky voice.

If she sang it, it would be like a dog trying to imitate a tiger, failing miserably. She shook her head and abandoned the idea of having Li Changle sell her the song.

Thinking about it, she let out a self-deprecating laugh. She had already decided to give up singing, so why was she still thinking about releasing an album? This song really wasn't suitable for her.

In a less than cheerful mood, Wang Siyi requested to return to her room to rest. Li Changle had no choice but to help her back to the master bedroom.

Watching Wang Siyi lie on the bed without speaking, her eyes blankly staring at the ceiling, Li Changle didn't dare to ask what was wrong.

He quietly walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Wang Siyi lay on the bed, thinking, Am I really going to give up singing now?

She had already made up her mind, but why did this question resurface now, leaving her with a sense of unwillingness?

Wang Siyi didn't even notice Li Changle leaving. She was a bit tired, so she simply pulled the covers over herself and fell into a deep sleep.

Wang Siyi had another dream. She dreamt that she hadn't given up singing and had successfully found a beautiful song.

Her album was released and quickly became a massive hit. With this album, Wang Siyi successfully rose to become a top-tier singer.

But in her dream, she couldn't feel happy at all. She always felt like she had forgotten something.

As a top-tier singer, her schedule became increasingly packed, and she grew busier, never returning to stay at Xingfuli.

At one point, she finally remembered that the song was written by Li Changle. She rushed from Shanghai to Yangcheng, only to find upon arrival that Li Changle had already moved away.

He had told her that he wanted a simple life, to fall in love with a girl he had never met but who was very suitable for him, and then get married.

Looking at the empty room, Wang Siyi felt a hollowness in her heart. She walked aimlessly on the street, dejected.

Suddenly, she noticed Li Changle in a corner of the street, holding hands with a girl, chatting and laughing as they shopped. Both of them were smiling happily and looked very much in love.

Wang Siyi watched them walk past her.

Wang Siyi looked at Li Changle, and Li Changle glanced at her too, but he didn't acknowledge her, walking past as if he didn't recognize her...

In the dream, Wang Siyi watched this scene, feeling heartbroken. Suddenly, she mustered up her courage and walked up to Li Changle and the girl.

Tears streaming down her face, she said to Li Changle, "Don't you recognize me anymore...?"

Li Changle on the other side looked at her with confusion and was about to speak.

Then Wang Siyi woke up, startled. When she woke up, she found tears in the corners of her eyes and on her face...

Wang Siyi sat up, staring blankly ahead, the scenes from her dream replaying endlessly in her mind. She found that tears were streaming down her face again...

Why am I crying?

It's normal for him to be in a relationship with someone else, and it's normal for him to get married to someone else.

It's abnormal for me to keep clinging to him like this.

He saved me, and he's helped me time and time again. During my time at Xingfuli, he's always been the one taking care of me.

He's seen all my embarrassing moments, but he's never laughed at me or hurt me.

At some point, in front of him, I couldn't help but act spoiled.

He's a good person, and he's been incredibly good to me. He stepped up when I was in the most danger, so it's only right that I provide him with a place to stay.

But later on, he always appeared when I was most helpless, bringing me warmth.

Perhaps it's because of this that I've become dependent on him.

Wang Siyi has never been in love before and doesn't know if she has fallen for Li Changle.

But what she does know is that when Li Changle says he's leaving and moving away, she feels sad.

When he cooks for her, she feels happy.

When he applies medicine for her, she feels at ease.

When he says he's going on a trip for a while, she feels flustered.

When she dreamt of him holding hands and laughing with another girl, she felt a pang of heartache and even shed tears.

Wang Siyi sat for a while and sighed on the bed, realizing she was covered in sweat.

He took the remote control from the bedside table. He turned on the air conditioner and lay back on the bed, his mind in turmoil. He decided to close his eyes and stop thinking about it.

It was seven in the evening, and Li Changle had already prepared dinner, but the master bedroom door showed no signs of opening.

Li Changle didn't mind. She had been like this last time. She would probably come out when she was hungry.

He sent a WeChat message, but there was no reply.

Then he made a phone call, but it went unanswered.

Li Changle felt something was wrong and walked to the master bedroom door. He noticed a faint chill emanating from under the floor.

Li Changle couldn't help but shiver. It was already autumn, and the weather was slightly cool. This woman was still keeping the air conditioner so low. Was she out of her mind?

He knocked on the door, but there was no response. Li Changle was getting restless and directly opened the door. Fortunately, it wasn't locked.

As soon as he entered the master bedroom, Li Changle's skin crawled from the cold.

He then walked over and saw Wang Siyi curled up, still asleep, without even a blanket.

"You don't even have a blanket, and you're running the air conditioner. Are you that hot..."

He muttered to himself. Seeing that she was still asleep, he planned to wake her up.

He called her name a few times, but she seemed not to hear. So he resorted to patting her arm.

She didn't wake up. Her arm was cold, chilled by the air conditioner. Li Changle quickly grabbed the remote and turned off the AC, then covered her with a blanket.

His face was a mess. This woman seemed to have lost her mind these past few days.

Her absurd actions were endless. Feeling a bit helpless, he decided not to wake her up and just sat there watching her.

The woman looked very peaceful when she slept, and quite beautiful too, like a sleeping beauty with her eyes tightly closed.

Even in her sleep, her brows were furrowed, as if she were worried even while dreaming.

Wang Siyi was dreaming again. In her dream, she was walking alone on the street in the rain, letting the water drench her and the wind chill her to the bone. She curled up into a ball.

Then the rain stopped. No, someone behind her held up an umbrella, and she felt warm again.

It was Li Changle again, draping his jacket over her.

Feeling warmth spreading through her body, she wanted to turn around to look at him, but then she woke up.

She struggled to open her eyes and found her head aching, her forehead burning hot, bringing tears to her eyes. Her throat was also very dry and painful.

Waking up, Wang Siyi opened her eyes and saw the blanket on her and Li Changle standing beside her.

"You're awake. What's wrong with you? Running the air conditioner so cold in this weather, and not even covering yourself with a blanket..."

Li Changle was still rambling on. Wang Siyi didn't speak because her throat felt so uncomfortable that even making a sound was difficult.

Her head still hurt, her forehead felt hot, and she was generally dizzy.

As Li Changle spoke, he noticed Wang Siyi wasn't responding and was just staring at him.

Something was wrong. He quickly asked her.

"What's wrong..."

"I'm... a little uncomfortable."

Wang Siyi managed to speak, her voice hoarse.

Li Changle was shocked, wondering how her voice could have become so hoarse in just one afternoon.

Suddenly realizing something, he ignored Wang Siyi and reached out to touch her forehead.

"It's so hot! You have a fever!?"

Wang Siyi frowned at Li Changle's action and didn't speak.

Although she disliked him suddenly reaching out to touch her forehead, she didn't feel repulsed when his hand was on her brow.

Instead, she felt his hand was very warm. She was just feeling unwell, and tears were still on her face, making her feel a bit embarrassed.

Women are so troublesome!

Ever since he met Wang Siyi at the stairwell, Li Changle had deeply agreed with this statement.

When he first started interacting with her, he thought she was aloof and not stupid, but Li Changle was wrong later on, and very wrong at that.

How could she be so foolish...

"Wait here, I'll go buy you some fever medicine. Is there anything else bothering you? Sore throat, right?"

Wang Siyi found it difficult to speak and could only nod, confirming he was right.

He sighed and Li Changle went out. Before leaving, he reminded Wang Siyi not to remove the blanket or turn on the air conditioner.

He was afraid she would do something absurd again. Wang Siyi watched Li Changle leave the room, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

She lay back down, not sleeping, but just staring at the ceiling. However, this time, her eyes held color, no longer empty.

The feeling of being cared for was truly wonderful. He cared about her too; he was worried when she had a fever.

When Li Changle returned from the pharmacy downstairs with medicine, he saw Wang Siyi giggling foolishly.

He felt like Wang Siyi's brain had been addled by the fever, wondering why she was smiling while having a fever.