Meng Ting's eyelashes quivered at Yan Sui's peck. He merely closed his eyes and yet, he opened them wide again. There was a bit of unusual astonishment in his eyes. He slightly raised his face and it rubbed against Yan Sui's cheek. When Yan Sui briefly stopped and as he tilted his face, Meng Ting's lips also brushed against his lips.
It was too fast, too light, and too sudden. It could almost make people feel that this kiss was an illusion. Yan Sui took a deep breath. With his fingers, he supported Meng Ting's head in leaning back, then gently pushed him back. This abrupt loss of control of his had made Meng Ting's heart somewhat flustered.
Meng Ting's eyes were still pure, but Yan Sui's peck on his forehead was a careless and yet, so gentle touch, which let him discover another way of expressing their intimacy, apart from hugs.
"When I become better, I'll kiss you again. I'm still sick now. I mustn't infect you." Meng Ting whispered, then he slowly closed his eyes. He was sick after all. The event that took place just now really consumed his mind. Yan Sui enclosed him with his warm and securing embrace. Soon afterwards, he fell asleep.
Yan Sui gazed at Meng Ting's face for a long time. After he was certain that he fell asleep, he reached out and touched Meng Ting's lips. After a long time had passed, that soft and gentle touch was still clearly engraved in his mind, and his eyes gradually darkened, and his ears flushed. The influence of this kiss on him had exceeded his calculations.
He moved his gaze away from Meng Ting's lips, then stretched his hand out to rub the little space in between his eyebrows. Soon afterwards, his distressed feeling and those raging emotions faded away. He continued to stay at the bedside for a while before he went downstairs to look for Li Yi, then they talked about Meng Ting's situation.
"This can be difficult…" Meng Ting was sick, yet he could not take medicine. Now, he only had the common cold, so he would most likely endure it; however, if he suffers from other illnesses in the future, he definitely would not endure it.
"You've hired me to think of a way. I'll contact some psychiatrists and ask for their opinion first, then I'll let you know."
He wanted to know more about the situation, and Meng Ting's circumstances should not be hurried at all.
"If he can't take Western medicine, how about Chinese medicine?" Li Yi looked at Yan Sui with knitted eyebrows, then suddenly gave him this suggestion. Generally speaking, he learned Western medicine and he rarely recommended Chinese medicine to people. However, Meng Ting could not use Western medicine.
"Would you like to try medicinal food? I learned it from your grandmother." Nanny Wang suddenly cut in. When she saw Meng Ting just now, she felt that he really needed to be nourished. Yan Sui's grandmother, who had passed away, had excellent medicinal food recipes. Nanny Wang had learned a lot of them as her assistant.
"It may not be a bad idea," Yan Sui recalled how Meng Ting looked like when he enjoyed eating his food. He thought this idea was still feasible.
Nanny Wang hurriedly left and Uncle Xiao escorted Li Yi out. Yan Sui sat in the living room for a while, then went back to the room to continue watching Meng Ting.
He moved his laptop and sat down on the sofa next to the bed to work. At least if he raised his eyes, he would be able to see Meng Ting.
Meng Ting also continued sleeping soundly. As he had said so himself, when he slept, he was really well-behaved and did not move that much, but his eyebrows were slightly knitted, and he did not have a good sleep.
When it was almost five o'clock, Yan Sui put down his laptop and stepped forward, then pulled the quilt to cover up to Meng Ting's chin. After that, he reached out and caressed Meng Ting's hair. "Wake up. Eat something first then you can go and sleep again."
Meng Ting slowly opened his eyes. After he was sober and calm, he slowly sat up then leaned against Yan Sui's arm and mumbled with some sadness and frustration. "I've died many times."
Meng Ting was telling the truth, but it was too difficult for Yan Sui to believe and understand his feelings. He only treated him like he was having a nightmare. "What are you saying? You're still in good shape with me here." He patted Meng Ting's back gently and did his best to make him feel better. "Do you want to eat in this room or eat downstairs with me?"
"Let's go downstairs. I want to be with you." He rubbed his face against Yan Sui. He felt reluctant to part from the other. Thinking that he could be together with Yan Sui in the future made his mood gradually brighten up. At night, he would ask Yan Sui to hug him tightly for a while.
Yan Sui opened the luggage that Meng Ting brought. He gave him comfortable clothes to change into and took him to the bathroom within his room to wash his face, then he led the boy with his hands down the stairs. In both of his lifetimes, Meng Ting had never felt being taken cared of like this.
He quietly thought to himself as he measured Yan Sui with his eyes. It seemed like if he was a bit troubled, Yan Sui would promptly block it. Yan Sui's actions when he took care of Meng Ting were not very skillful, but he did not show any signs of impatience from beginning to end. Perhaps, it could be said that he had already began enjoying doing it.
The two men came down the stairs, holding each other's hands and Nanny Wang and Uncle Xiao could not help but look twice; however, they immediately brought the dishes in.
"Why don't you guys sit down and eat together with us. There's so many dishes here. Yan Sui and I certainly can't finish it all."
The long table was half full. Even if Yan Sui and him were starving, they still could not eat them all. Not to mention that he was still sick now, which would affect his appetite a bit.
"Uncle Xiao, Nanny Wang, let's sit down and eat together."
Yan Sui would usually only eat breakfast at home and he did not mind it if they ate together. There were not many opportunities like this and there was nothing wrong with Meng Ting's idea. Nanny Wang and Uncle Xiao hesitated for a moment, but they came over and sat down.
It was okay if they only ate together with Meng Ting, but if He Wan was there, they would never do this.
Meng Ting was sitting on Yan Sui's left side. Yan Sui personally opened the medicinal food in front of Meng Ting and carefully looked at Meng Ting's reaction. He said, "This is the medicinal food that Nanny Wang prepared. Take a look and see whether you can eat it or not. If you can't, don't force yourself."
Meng Ting came closer and sniffed it, then he narrowed his eyes. He responded, "It smells good."
Uncle Xiao and Nanny Wang, who looked as serious as they were, immediately let out a sigh of relief. Nanny Wang smiled kindly and said, "If you like it, then you should eat more. I, Nanny Wang, am also a bit capable of doing this."
Meng Ting picked up his spoon then he looked around and saw that everyone was staring at him. His eyes opened wide, then he asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"
"Let's eat," Yan Sui could not help but smile. He took a few pieces of meat with his chopsticks and some vegetables to Meng Ting's plate, then he also ate.
Meng Ting finally took the medicinal drink that was prepared by Nanny Wang into his mouth. It smelled like medicine, but it was pleasant to drink. He even drank a few sips of it before he started eating.
He basically did not need to worry about using his chopsticks to pick from the dishes. Whenever the food on his plate ran down to half, Yan Sui would immediately add more food to his plate.
Although Uncle Xiao and Nanny Wang did not serve any dishes for him, that kind of harmony was not hard to feel. This dinner was completely different with dinner at the Mengs' residence, and it was also not the same as when he was eating alone.
He swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at Yan Sui who was as calm as a mountain. He said, "When I'm better, I'll serve food for you, too."
Meng Ting basically did not know how to be good to others, but now that there was someone who was so nice to him, he could learn from the other. No matter what, Yan Sui was so nice to him, so Meng Ting would also do the same for him.
Meng Ting's eyebrows curved up, his tone was earnest, and his appearance was exceptionally pleasing to the eye. Yan Sui gently nodded and then, he smiled again.
Meng Ting gazed at the table, then he eagerly looked back at Yan Sui and said, "I want that eggplant. It's really delicious with rice."
"Okay," Yan Sui responded. He stood up and reached out for the dish, then he gave Meng Ting a big portion of it. Meng Ting really ate half a bowl of rice with it.
When he was about to eat the fourth bowl of rice, Yan Sui stopped him, "There's still medicinal food at night. Don't eat too much."
Meng Ting rubbed his tummy. He was indeed full, but there was still a bit of soup left in the eggplant dish. He thought it was a shame to throw it away, but he had not figured out how to say it to Yan Sui. Yan Sui noticed this so once again, Yan Sui said, "Have another half a bowl."
"Okay." Meng Ting immediately smiled at Yan Sui. What made Yan Sui change his mind was simply because he knew that Meng Ting would smile at him like this.
A 17-to-18-year-old teenager, eating three or four bowls of rice for dinner, was really not too strange. Even though he was still sick, Nanny Wang and Xiao Bo were very pleased. Their good impression on Meng Ting had sharply increased. Oh, how well-behaved and good to feed this child was.
Meng Ting, who was full now, was nearly half numb on the sofa in the living room. He squinted and held his tummy, but he really enjoyed the feeling of having a full meal, so he liked Yan Sui, who had given him a full meal, even more.
Yan Sui walked over and before he could even say anything, Meng Ting leaned over and hugged his waist. Meng Ting's furry head was in front of his stomach. Yan Sui reached out and caressed it. He almost forgot what he was going to say.
A moment later, Yan Sui finally said, "Let's go and take a walk. I'll show you around."
"Okay," He replied. Meng Ting's cheek was pasted on his suit. He rubbed and rubbed his face on it and only then did he let go of Yan Sui. Meng Ting looked up at Yan Sui and Yan Sui reached out his hand to him. Meng Ting's gaze shifted from Yan Sui's face to his outstretched hand.
Meng Ting did not hesitate anymore. He placed his right hand on Yan Sui's open palm and they held each other's hands. It was a natural action, but it was also very unusual for both Meng Ting and Yan Sui.
"After having a full meal, you shouldn't be sitting down right away."
Although Meng Ting's satisfied expression looked really cute, it was not good for his health. Yan Sui also needed to take care of him.
Meng Ting obediently nodded, then he looked at Yan Sui, full of expectations, "Can we walk together after that?"
"Yes, we'll walk together," Yan Sui swept a glance at Meng Ting. To be able to have such a person to walk with him until he was old was something that he had never thought of before. However, when he looked at Meng Ting now, it felt good and it was something he would be looking forward to.
However, even if he looks forward for it, he would still need to hold himself back. After all… Meng Ting was still too young. They still have a long future to go. How long would Meng Ting be willing to accompany him?
Meng Ting suddenly stopped walking, so Yan Sui also stopped and took a look at him.
"Yan Sui."
"Yes?"
"I get it now."
The sight of the night lights was only enough for them to see each other, but it was enough.
"You said before that I'm precious. It's because you like me, right?" This thought had been running around Meng Ting's mind. He still felt that he did not have the qualifications to be treated as a treasure. However, Yan Sui said it with certainty, so it must be true that Yan Sui liked him.
Yan Sui liked him. Meng Ting was not a treasure in others' eyes, but in Yan Sui's eyes, he considered him as a treasure.
Meng Ting said those words with a smile on his face, then he took a step forward and held Yan Sui's other hand. He earnestly said, "You're also my treasure."
In other words, I like you, too.