The dark clouds dispersed, and sunlight spilled through the curtains, brightening the dim room.
Gu Nian'an opened his eyes groggily. Seeing the man lying beside him, he remembered losing control of his emotions a little yesterday and crying in his arms, and the tips of his ears grew warm.
"You're awake. Does your head still hurt?" Sensing movement beside him, Fu Xiuyuan opened his eyes alertly and raised a hand to gently stroke the young man's forehead. His gentle voice carried a trace of hoarseness.
Gu Nian'an shook his head to show that he was fine.
Looking at the young man in pure white pajamas, looking so docile as he lay nestled in the bed, Fu Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, a dark gleam flashing through them.
He suddenly lowered his head and kissed the soft hair over Gu Nian'an's forehead, saying gently, "Let's eat."
Feeling the warm touch against his forehead, Gu Nian'an felt like a shrimp cooked red through. He instinctively clutched the covers and pulled them over himself.
Seeing his reaction, Fu Xiuyuan chuckled, got up, dressed, and left the bedroom to prepare breakfast.
Gu Nian'an gripped the covers with both hands, not daring to look up at the man at all. Only after a long while did he slowly poke his head out and touch his cheeks, which were as hot as if he had a fever. His heart kept pounding wildly as he grumbled inwardly, What is the male lead doing?
Then he suddenly remembered the state he had been in yesterday. The man had probably gotten used to soothing him like a child.
At that thought, his eyes dimmed, but he soon sat up and began changing his clothes.
Yesterday, those comments online had hit him all at once. When he saw Fu Xiuyuan