"You bought a house and even took your sister over to see it?"
Su Muzhi reclined halfway on the hospital bed, flipping through a book as she asked without looking up.
Jiang Linyuan held a glass vase, filled it with water, and inserted the flowers one by one.
"That's right. I picked these flowers from the flowerbeds in the neighborhood."
"So are these homegrown flowers, or wildflowers from the roadside?"
Su Muzhi closed her book and looked at Jiang Linyuan with a smile.
"Doesn't matter. They're all yours."
Jiang Linyuan placed the vase on a low table beside her, then pulled over a stool and sat down.
Su Muzhi gave a soft chuckle.
"There are cherries on the table. Wash them and feed me."
Jiang Linyuan went to the restroom to wash them, then popped a plump red cherry into his mouth and spat out the pit.
"They're so sweet—sickeningly sweet. I wonder who bought them?"
"I did."
A middle-aged man entered through the doorway, his tone utterly flat—flatter than plain narration.
Well, if it wasn't the vice principal.
"I was just reminding Little Su. They're actually not bad."
As he spoke, Jiang Linyuan ate another one.
When it came to sneaking Little Su's get-well gifts...
"Hmph..."
The vice principal could not be bothered to look at him. The more he looked at that face, the more displeased he became. He found a seat and looked at Su Muzhi.
"Feeling better?"
"It was never anything serious."
After saying that, Su Muzhi turned to Jiang Linyuan and opened her mouth.
"Feed me."
Jiang Linyuan picked up a cherry.
Su Muzhi closed her eyes, her expression one of pure enjoyment as she ate it.
"Not that sweet after all. It's fine. Another one."
Jiang Linyuan picked up another cherry.
Su Muzhi snatched