With Yu Songsong, burning up with fever, on his back, Jiang Linyuan cursed himself for being such a masochist.
Why had he come? If he hadn't, maybe this girl would have forgotten all about him and held a grudge against him for the rest of her life, then started over with her own life.
He turned his head slightly to look at Yu Songsong, who was mumbling in her sleep, and asked:
"Junior, what were you planning to do if I hadn't come today?"
Yu Songsong buried her face in Jiang Linyuan's back. Her words were slurred and sleepy, but her tone was fierce:
"Then I'd cling to you for the rest of my life, Senior! I'd tell everyone I was your girlfriend. If you started dating someone, I'd sabotage it. If you got married, I'd wreck your wedding. And when you got old, I'd steal your cane!"
"You made me suffer so much, so I'm going to make you suffer too!"
That was so ridiculous Jiang Linyuan couldn't help laughing again. "Why are you acting like a little kid?"
"I am a little kid! I am!"
Yu Songsong was clearly delirious with fever. She mumbled as she repeatedly slapped Jiang Linyuan's back.
After a while, she quieted down, seeming to have calmed down again. "But you still came."
Then she giggled foolishly and leaned around, pecking randomly at Jiang Linyuan's face.
Jiang Linyuan didn't actually mind being kissed by a girl, but Yu Songsong was out of her mind at the moment.
Calling it a forced kiss was generous. She might as well have been spitting on his face.
Every now and then, she even bit him. It was pretty torturous.
Jiang Linyuan tried to dodge, but the more he did, the more enthusiastic Yu Songsong became.
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