We agreed it was just a hug, why did you actually do it?

Su Weile was in a good mood. "I'm not laughing anymore, I'm not laughing anymore."

"However, I really have to praise you; you're quite something. Hehehe."

Tang Shaowu's smile remained unchanged as he said in a soft voice, "Some things, I really want to take it slow, but I just can't help myself!"

Su Weile didn't hear her clearly. "What? What did you say?"

Tang Shaowu completely ignored his question and said, "What about you? Are you even good-looking? Or are you underdeveloped? You eat so little, you must be pretty unappealing!"

Su Weile felt extremely insulted and sat up abruptly. "Who are you talking about? Who are you saying isn't interesting? I'm got plenty to offer too, okay?"

Tang Shaowu chuckled softly, his laughter perfectly measured.

Su Weile blushed and said, "What do you mean by laughing like that? Don't you believe me? Don't you know I don't lie? Really, I've always compared myself to Tie Tou since I was a kid."

Tang Shaowu's expression darkened, and he said in a low voice:

"Then why don't you have a competition with me?"

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Su Weile finally realized today that even the most gloomy and difficult people will feel physically and mentally happy after they have had their fun, just like Tang Shaowu right now.

Even her smile seemed more genuine than usual, making her exceptionally beautiful.

Tang Shaowu ruffled his hair and said, "Are we still comparing sizes?"

Su Weile angrily retorted, "What's the point of comparing? Just because it's bigger doesn't mean it's superior, or because it lasts longer doesn't mean it's superior!"

Tang Shaowu burst out laughing, a rare occurrence for him.

Su Weile retorted defiantly, "You scheming man, it's definitely your competitive spirit that's getting the better of you."

Tang Shaowu, in a good mood, agreed, "Yes, yes, I'm just too competitive. It's a flaw, and I need to correct it."

Let Su Weile think whatever she thinks is what she thinks; Tang Shaowu doesn't want to refute her at this moment.

Tang Shaowu knew that if he rushed things, Su Weile would be scared away.

Su Weile was really sleepy, and her eyes were about to close. "I'm going to sleep, I'm so sleepy. Tang Shaowu, you should go to sleep too. If you can't sleep, wake me up and I'll keep you company."

Tang Shaowu's hand slowly stroked the ends of his hair, gently brushing them aside.

"Okay, I understand. Go to sleep peacefully."

Su Weile fell asleep quickly. Her slow, even breathing soon returned to normal.

Listening to the breathing of the person next to him, Tang Shaowu felt a peace in his heart that he had never known before.

Gently turning around, Tang Shaowu looked at Su Weile's sleeping face and couldn't help but pinch his cheek.

"Su Weile, do you know? I have never, ever wanted anything this much, never..."

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In her dream, Su Weile seemed to have returned to the past, to that long corridor that seemed to have no end.

At the end of the snow-white corridor, little Su Weile saw his mother, who was smiling and waving at him.

My mother has a beautiful voice; she sings lovely songs to her beloved son every night.

My mother's voice was also very beautiful in my dream. She smiled and said, "Lele, come here quickly, my precious son."

Su Weile smiled and ran towards her mother, jumping straight into her arms. Su Weile could almost smell her mother's unique fragrance.

"Mom, I miss you so much."

Su Weile seemed to feel his mother's gentle touch. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the throbbing veins on his mother's temples, throbbing so intensely that they seemed about to burst through her skin.

Su Weile's heart sank to the bottom. "Mom, are you in a lot of pain?"

Just like when he was a child, his mother, who never complained of pain, smiled and shook her head, then took his little hand and led him into the ward.

Little Su Weile suddenly saw Tang Shaowu in the ward. Just like when they first met, Tang Shaowu sat on the hospital bed, without saying a word, silently resting his head against the wall with his eyes closed.

Su Weile called out, "Tang Shaowu, what are you doing here?"

There was no response.

Soon, a group of doctors arrived and began frantically attaching electrode pads to Tang Shaowu's head, covering his entire head.

Startled in her dream, Su Weile quickly called out, "Tang Shaowu, Tang Shaowu, wake up! This is dangerous!"

"Tang Shaowu, Tang Shaowu~!!!"

"Su Weile, Su Weile! Wake up, wake up!"

Su Weile, who suddenly opened her eyes, was still a little confused about whether she was dreaming or in reality. She blinked and stared at Tang Shaowu.

Gently stroking Su Weile's face, Tang Shaowu smiled and said, "What's wrong? Had a nightmare?"

Su Weile calmed herself down and gently asked, "Tang Shaowu, do you have a headache?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, I feel much better now. Don't worry."

Su Weile's voice was still trembling slightly, "Tell me if you have a headache, don't try to tough it out, and don't rely on electroconvulsive therapy, that's not good."

Tang Shaowu looked at him seriously, his smile faint but genuine. "I understand, don't worry! I'll tell you when my head hurts. I won't do anything you tell me not to do."

"Did you have a nightmare just now?"

Su Weile wasn't entirely awake yet, but she subconsciously concealed the fact that she had dreamt of Tang Shaowu and her mother being in the same hospital room. "I just dreamt about my mother!"

Tang Shaowu didn't expose the fact that Su Weile kept calling his name; he simply patted him gently and said, "Sleep well, Su Weile. Have a sweet dream this time!"