Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

109. Chapter 109   It’s him, Right?

Translator: Gilbert

Yan Chuyang had a well-shaped mouth, which slightly opened and revealed the white teeth inside. His lips looked attractive and sensual even though they were pale.

Song Huaiqi’s eyes glinted. He couldn’t help touching Yan Chuyang’s face softly. His slender fingers moved down the delicate eyebrows and stopped at the luscious lips.

They were very soft.

Softer than he imagined.

Song Huaiqi kept feeling the tempting warmth on the lips, his eyes getting darker.

‘There is no one around after all. Just kiss him, only once.’

The idea ran across his mind. Before his rationality could say no, he had already made a move.

Possessed by the idea, Song Huaiqi withdrew his hand and slowly lowered his head to approach the beautiful lips.

“Emm…” Yan Chuyang groaned softly and furrowed his delicate brows.

Song Huaiqi froze and carefully held his breath. After a few seconds, he confirmed that Yan Chuyang was fast asleep, and he calmly continued. However, before he could touch the tip of the nose, Yan Chuyang’s eyelashes trembled, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

“Emm… Senior?”

Song Huaiqi quickly moved his head away with a guilty conscience. He cleared his throat awkwardly and tugged at his collar.

Yan Chuyang frowned and narrowed his eyes. He looked around the white room in astonishment and asked in a hoarse voice, “Am I in the hospital?”

Song Huaiqi replied, “Did you forget? You had a high fever. I went to see you in school and bumped into you and Wei Yuan, so I brought you to the hospital.”

Yan Chuyang looked up at the infusion bottle, from which liquid was trickling down slowly, and he said shyly, “I’m sorry for troubling you so late at night.”

Song Huaiqi frowned and said in a displeased voice, “Chuyang, I regard you as my friend. Don’t say anything like this from now on.”

Yan Chuyang paused and said anxiously, “Senior, I don’t mean that. I just think I’m a burden to others, and I always trouble you.”

“How can you call yourself a burden?” Song Huaiqi frowned and said, “I’m glad to take care of you. I’ll get angry if you continue to belittle yourself.”

Yan Chuyang’s heart softened, and his nose was sore. “Thank you.”

He didn’t expect Song Huaiqi to save him when he was most helpless.

Song Huaiqi’s heart skipped a beat when he looked at Yan Chuyang’s grateful eyes. He said softly, “It’s my honor to help you.”

Yan Chuyang took a deep breath and tried to stifle his depression, whispering, “When I get well, I’ll treat you to dinner.”

Song Huaiqi turned pale and waved his hand, “Last time we ate barbecue, and you suffered a stomachache. I haven’t recovered from the shock yet. I don’t dare to eat with you again.”

Yan Chuyang smiled. “It was an accident. I hadn’t had barbecue for a long time, so I lost control and ate too much. I would have been fine if I had restrained myself.”

Song Huaiqi relaxed a bit at his smile. “You finally smile. You were dejected and depressed on the way to the hospital. The desperation in your eyes almost scared me to death.”

Yan Chuyang’s heart tightened. He said softy with dodging eyes, “I’m fine. I just remembered some things that happened when I was small.”

Song Huaiqi tentatively glanced at Yan Chuyang’s eyes and whispered, “What can make you so sad? Can you tell me?”

Yan Chuyang smiled and shook his head, “It has passed. Actually, I almost forgot about it. I only thought of it when I feel weak.”

Song Huaiqi hid away the disappointment on his face and suppressed his frustration.

In fact, Yan Chuyang was still defensive against him.

Although they had known each other for three or four years, he could feel that Yan Chuyang had never thought of opening his heart to him.

“Do you feel uncomfortable lying down?” Song Huaiqi stood up and walked to the end of the bed and held the switch in hand. “Let me help you adjust the bed.”

Yan Chuyang felt that it was awkward to talk when he was lying on the bed, so he nodded.

Song Huaiqi raised the head of the bed by thirty centimeters and leaned towards Yan Chuyang, moving his pillow up so Yan Chuyang could lean against it more comfortably.

“I’m fine,” Yan Chuyang moved his shoulders awkwardly and said, “Senior, please sit down. I feel very comfortable like this.”

Song Huaiqi sat down at the edge of the bed.

Yan Chuyang looked down, not knowing what to say.

An awkward silence fell upon the room.

“Why did you suddenly have a fever?” Song Huaiqi broke the ice.

Yan Chuyang looked up and touched the back of his head awkwardly. “I deserve it. I knew that I couldn’t drink alcohol, but I challenged my limit for fun and drank half a bottle of white liqour, so my stomach burned and it caused a fever.”

“You’re not a careless person like that.” Song Huaiqi pursed his lips and shook his head. “I’ve known you for so many years. Although I don’t know you very well, you wouldn’t risk your health without reason.”

Yan Chuyang looked down and pinched the blanket.

“Tell me the truth.” Song Huaiqi said lightly, “Have you encountered some difficulties? Or, who made you sad?”

“No!” Yan Chuyang got flustered, looking up to retort.

Song Huaiqi sighed at sight of his agitation and said hesitantly, “Is it because of your cousin? Did he do something to upset you?”

“He didn’t!”

“Don’t lie.” Song Huaiqi interrupted him. He glanced at Yan Chuyang’s fingers and said, “You are a poor liar. When you lie, your fingers pinch things uncontrollably.”

Yan Chuyang paused, loosened the blanket awkwardly and clenched his hands into fists.

Song Huaiqi sighed, “It’s him, right?”

Yan Chuyang lowered his head and fell silent.

“Chuyang,” Song Huaiqi suddenly stooped and stared at Yan Chuyang’s eyes. “I said that if you don’t have a good time at Wei Qing’s, I can help you find a place any time. Where do you want to live? Just tell me, and I’ll buy you a house and help you move out.”

“Senior, I…”