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After arriving home, Li Ruyue sent a message to Wang Yueming, reminding him to take his medicine. However, Wang Yueming seemed busy and did not reply until she was almost asleep.
Later, when she woke up, she saw that Wang Yueming had replied over three hours ago, saying he had taken it. She held her phone, unsure of what else to say, and while tossing and turning in bed, accidentally dialed Wang Yueming's number.
Before she could hang up, he answered: "The door has already been unlocked; just leave the delivery at the door, thank you." His voice sounded hoarse and muffled.
Li Ruyue sat up suddenly: "Are you running a fever?"
There was a brief silence on the other end before Wang Yueming spoke again, "No, I just woke up."
"Then why does your voice sound like that?"
"I have a bit of a cold."
"Have you taken your medicine?"
"I have."
Li Ruyue still felt uneasy: "Are you really okay? Why don't you open the door? I can come take a look."
Suddenly, Wang Yueming started coughing, one fit after another, as if he were trying to cough out his lungs.
"Wang Yueming!" Li Ruyue said anxiously, "Wait for me; I'm going to grab my keys."
She hurriedly got dressed and asked while grabbing her keys: "Do you have a thermometer at home?"
"...Yes."
"Take your temperature; I'll be there soon."
Li Ruyue rushed downstairs and realized she had forgotten her phone but it was too late to go back for it; she could only head over to Wang Yueming's place first.
She took out her keys and opened the door. As soon as she walked in, she saw Wang Yueming lying motionless on the sofa.
"Wang Yueming?" Li Ruyue quickly walked over. The moment her hand touched his skin, she was startled by his burning temperature. "How did you get so hot?"
Wang Yueming half-opened his eyes to glance at her before closing them again.
"Wait," Li Ruyue said frantically as she rummaged through the medicine cabinet. "Let me take your temperature first."
She took out the thermometer, shook it a bit, and placed it under Wang Yueming's armpit. Then she grabbed a wet towel and draped it over his forehead.
"How are you feeling? Is there anywhere that hurts?"
Wang Yueming grunted, "My head hurts."
"What should we do?" Li Ruyue asked anxiously. "Should I take you to the hospital?"
"…No need."
"Are you sure?"
"No need."
"What should we do then?"
Wang Yueming kept his eyes closed and didn't respond.
Li Ruyue hurriedly went to get some water. "Just wait a moment, I'll get you some medicine."
She found some fever-reducing medicine and brought it to Wang Yueming. "Here, take this first."
Wang Yueming opened his eyes and stared at her for a few seconds before suddenly laughing. "Why are you so nervous?"
Li Ruyue was taken aback. "Huh?"
"I'm not going to die."
"Don't say that!"
"…"
Wang Yueming looked at her, his eyes glistening with moisture.
Li Ruyue's heart softened suddenly. "Just take the medicine quickly."
"…Okay."
After taking the fever-reducing medicine, Wang Yueming fell back into a drowsy sleep. Li Ruyue put away the medicine box and turned around to see that the corner of his mouth had a small cut, likely from when he had rubbed his face earlier. She took a disinfecting cotton swab and squatted down beside him.
Wang Yueming's face was right in front of her. Under the dim light, his eyelashes looked particularly long, his nose was high and well-shaped, and below it were his distinctly defined lips, slightly pursed, giving off a hint of stubbornness.
Li Ruyue quietly observed him for a moment before cautiously touching the broken skin at the corner of his mouth.
Wang Yueming huffed softly and slightly turned his head away.
Li Ruyue's hand rested on his face; she didn't dare to move it around and could only gently shake the cotton swab. "Don't move."
Surprisingly, he really did stay still.
Li Ruyue sighed in relief and carefully wiped over the broken skin at the corner of his mouth. She leaned in close, almost touching his nose, feeling his breath brush against her face. The cotton swab glided over his lips, picking up some saliva, which glistened.
For some reason, Li Ruyue felt her face heat up and shifted her gaze, finally noticing the large swollen area on his face.
She couldn't help but frown. "It's so red; don't you have any ice to put on it?"
"…No."
"Ah, then what should we do?"
Wang Yueming remained silent.
Just as Li Ruyue was about to get up, she suddenly heard a "beep" from the doorway.
Instinctively turning her head, she saw the door opening in front of her.
"..."
"..."
Li Ruyue opened her mouth but hadn't spoken yet when Wang Yueming exploded first: "What are you doing?"
"I... I said it was an accident; do you believe me?"
"..."
This truly was a terrible memory.
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