"Peilin, why are you here?" Su Hao said, bending down to toss Aunt Meijing's slippers under the bed.
"I came to bring you medicine. I forgot to give you the medicine I got from the infirmary earlier." Peilin shook a bag of medicine she was holding and reached out to turn on the light.
"Don't turn on the light!" Su Hao was startled and quickly said.
Aunt Meijing was right there under his covers. If the light were turned on now, it would truly be impossible to explain.
"Why not turn on the light?" Peilin asked curiously.
"Because, because I prefer a darker environment. Turning on the light is too dazzling. And don't you think it's perfect now? Look, how beautiful the moonlight is tonight!" Su Hao sat up, the cool moonlight just falling into his arms.
"It's truly beautiful." Peilin stared blankly at Su Hao, her face involuntarily turning red.
Through the gap in the covers, Aunt Meijing was also gazing at Su Hao, but she wasn't looking at Su Hao's face, but at his eight-pack abs. As she looked, she had an urge to reach out and touch them.
What, what's wrong with me? Realizing her thoughts, Aunt Meijing's mind was in a turmoil, her cheeks so red they seemed to bleed.
But this was tormenting Su Hao. With such a beautiful woman in his arms, he had to try his best to endure. He was truly a modern-day Liu Xiahui.
"Brother Su Hao, what's wrong? Why does your face look strange?" Peilin came back to her senses and walked towards Su Hao with concern.
"I'm fine, I'm just a little sleepy. Peilin, if you don't have anything else, you should go back first!" Su Hao reached out and pulled up the covers, a hint of panic in his eyes.
"Okay, then Brother Su Hao, I'll feed you the medicine first, and then I'll go back." Peilin stopped walking and turned to the water dispenser in the corner of the room.
"Peilin, just leave the medicine here, I can take it tomorrow." Su Hao said quickly.
"How can that be? The doctor said to take the medicine on time so the wound heals quickly. And there's anti-inflammatory medicine in it. It's summer now, and the weather is so hot, if you don't take the medicine, the wound can easily get inflamed." Peilin said, bending down to get a cup of hot water.
"Alright, I'll go back after taking the medicine…" Su Hao hadn't finished speaking when his expression suddenly changed dramatically.
Because he saw Aunt Meijing slightly raise herself up, her face red, anxiously pointing to the other side of the bed, seemingly wanting to go to the inner side of the bed.
This foolish woman! Su Hao cursed in his heart, looking up to see that Peilin had already finished getting the water and was about to turn around.
"Peilin, have you finished getting the water? Help me check the water temperature, how is it?" Su Hao asked loudly, simultaneously pulling up the covers, signaling Aunt Meijing with his eyes to quickly move.
"Ah? Me help you check the water temperature?" Peilin blushed and said coyly: "Brother Su Hao, how can I help you check?"
"Just taste if the water is hot or not, remember to be careful not to burn your mouth." Su Hao said casually.
He looked down and saw that Aunt Meijing had already crossed over him to the inner side of the bed and was carefully hiding under the covers.
Her movements were quite nimble, Su Hao breathed a sigh of relief. What he feared most was Aunt Meijing being too nervous and losing control of her limbs.
"Me taste the water temperature? This, isn't this an indirect kiss?" Peilin opened her mouth and carefully took a sip of water: "Brother Su Hao, the temperature is just right. I've used this cup, do you need me to get you a new one?"
"No need, just bring it over. I want to take the medicine quickly and go to sleep." Su Hao said, deliberately yawning.
He just wanted Peilin to leave quickly now.
Brother Su Hao said no need to change the cup, does that mean he's tacitly agreeing to our indirect kiss? Oh, right, he said he liked me in the infirmary during the day. Is he, is he serious?
Peilin's face was burning red. With a nervous heart, she turned around and came to Su Hao's bed: "Brother Su Hao, you, you should take your medicine?"
"Okay, why is your face so red?" Su Hao smiled, took the water, and swallowed the medicine in one gulp: "You look like you're feeding medicine to Wu Dalang right now."
"Wu Dalang? Who is that?" Peilin sat on Su Hao's bed and asked curiously.
"A character from a novel. Peilin, I've finished the medicine. You should go back to your room to rest, I'm sleepy too." Su Hao saw that Peilin seemed to want to chat a bit more, his mouth twitched, and he secretly cursed himself for speaking too much just now.
"I, I want to leave a little later." Peilin mustered her courage and asked: "Brother Su Hao, can I ask you a question? Do you really like me?"
How am I supposed to answer that? Su Hao's face was filled with conflicted emotions. Aunt Meijing was right there under his covers, listening.
"Peilin, your question is very profound. Can I think about it and answer tomorrow?" Su Hao asked softly, trying to make his eyes appear sincere.
Profound? What's so profound about this question? Liking is liking, not liking is not liking. Is this Brother Su Hao's way of politely rejecting me?
Peilin recalled scenes from movies where the male lead rejected the supporting female character, and her face couldn't help but turn pale. She looked at Su Hao's face, which was so close, yet seemed as far away as the horizon.
"Peilin, Peilin?" Su Hao saw Peilin's eyes were unfocused and called out softly, a hint of pity in his voice.
"Little sister, it's not that I want to reject you, it's just that you're asking at the wrong time."
"Su Hao Ge…" Peilin came back to her senses and looked at Su Hao, tears streaming down her face.
"Peilin, don't cry." Su Hao rubbed the corner of Peilin's eye, a slight headache forming. He was most afraid of girls crying.
Of course, only pretty girls.
"Su Hao Ge, do you know that I really, really like you?" Peilin grabbed Su Hao's hand, as if clutching her last straw.
"I know, don't cry." Su Hao said helplessly. "When you're crying like this, even a ghost could tell something's wrong."
"Su Hao Ge, why? Why don't you like me? What did I do wrong? You clearly said you liked me this afternoon, do you know how happy I was then? Was, was all that just a lie?" Peilin cried harder and harder, her voice becoming hoarse.
It was truly heartbreaking to hear, and brought tears to one's eyes to see.
"Pei—" Su Hao was about to speak when he suddenly felt a pain in his thigh.
Why is Aunt Meijing pinching me? Does she want me to agree to Peilin?
Su Hao glanced at Aunt Meijing's hiding spot, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and placed his hand on Peilin's shoulder.
"Peilin, stop crying. I never said I don't like you."
"Ah? Su… Su Hao Ge, what did you say?" Peilin stopped crying, looking at Su Hao in disbelief.
"I said, I actually like you too. How could I not like someone as cute as you?" Su Hao saw that Aunt Meijing wasn't pinching him anymore and thought he had guessed Aunt Meijing's intentions.
"Re-really?" Peilin stared blankly at Su Hao.
The sudden emotional rollercoaster, from despair to elation, turned the chaos in her heart into a joyous celebration.
"Of course it's true, Pei—" Before Su Hao could finish, Peilin suddenly threw herself into his arms and kissed him on the mouth.
First it was Meijing, now it's Peilin. So, do the two of them count as indirectly kissing?
Su Hao's thoughts drifted, but the next second, he suddenly heard footsteps outside.
"You big pervert Su Hao, are you asleep?" Wan'en's voice came from outside the door.