It was normal to feel dizzy and thirsty after sleeping with a high fever.
Cheng Tian was a case in point. He felt sticky after his sleep, and waves of dizziness washed over him as he opened his eyes.
But why did it smell so nice?
Cheng Tian struggled to open his eyes, only to discover that this was not his room at all. Turning his head, he saw Su Han kneeling on the floor, fast asleep against the quilt.
Had I ended up sleeping in Su Han's room?
Cheng Tian parted his lips, already peeling from dehydration, and struggled to make a sound. "Su Han... Su Han..."
Su Han's eyelashes looked especially long as she knelt on the floor. Hearing Cheng Tian calling her, she slowly opened her eyes.
"You... it's cold down on the floor..." Cheng Tian said with difficulty, reaching out an arm to try to sit up.
"You're awake!" Su Han happily caught his hand, then tucked it back beneath the quilt and secured the covers. "Your fever hasn't gone down yet. I simmered some pear water. Wait a moment, I'll bring it over."
With that, Su Han went out of the room and returned with a cup of pear water. She scooped up a spoonful and blew on it by her lips. "Ah-"
"Um... I can do it myself." Cheng Tian tried to take the pear water, but Su Han puffed out her cheeks in displeasure. "No. You caught this cold and fever because of me. I'll feed you."
Every time Su Han scooped up some pear water, she blew on it by her lips before giving it to Cheng Tian. He could not help feeling as though they were an old married couple.
Watching Cheng Tian obediently finish the pear water, Su Han felt