After two plans failed in a row, Shen Yeqing had no choice but to bring out his trump card.
At noon that day, Xie Mi and Shen Yeqing had arranged to have breakfast at the guesthouse restaurant.
But the moment Xie Mi arrived, she saw Shen Yeqing plunge headfirst into his plate and lose consciousness.
"Old Shen!!!"
Xie Mi slid over, grabbed Shen Yeqing's arm, swung him over her shoulder, and rushed him to the little clinic next door.
The diagnosis was low blood sugar.
Exasperated with him, Xie Mi stuffed chocolate into his mouth. "Low blood sugar in a restaurant? You could've just taken a couple of bites."
The weak man on the hospital bed gently held her hand, his eyes half lowered, his fragile expression truly pitiful.
"Actually, every day after parting with you, Teacher Xie, I can't sleep at night, and food loses all its flavor..."
Hearing this, Xie Mi immediately apologized in all seriousness.
"I'm sorry, Old Shen. I gave you insomnia and nausea."
Shen Yeqing nearly broke character. "...No."
"I mean, if only I could stay with you all the time and never part, Teacher Xie. But parting is a fact of life. I understand. I understand it all."
"But we only separate at night. Don't we see each other again the next day?"
Shen Yeqing said nothing, merely beginning to sing.
"♪Missing♪someone♪is♪a♪sickness~ Oh~ Missing♪someone♪is♪a♪sickness~"
Xie Mi said nothing either, merely feeling his forehead.
"Got it, Old Shen. Wait for me. I'll make your wish come true."
Leaving him with that solemn declaration, she went out.
Watching her retreating figure, Shen Yeqing's lips curved slightly upward.
The pity ploy had worked.
Shen Yeqing: "..."
Hold off on working for a second, pity ploy.
By now, they had returned to the Snow Viewing Pavilion in