It felt like more than half a century, though it was only a little over ten days.
Without his shoulder to lean on, she was so stubborn, yet so alone.
He had apparently just shaved before coming, but there was still a hint of blue in his complexion, which she found somewhat heart-wrenching.
She wondered how he could have worn himself out like this.
In Mu Yichen's eyes as he looked at her, he pretended he was doing well.
As if he could see right through her worries, Mu Yichen's burning lips kissed the hand he held, and Qin Mu laughed softly, a laugh tinged with a hint of complaint.
"Just a few days without me and you let yourself go like this, when you get better, I'll have to settle the score with you,"
he said in a low voice to her.
"Hmm! When I get better, I will have to settle the score with you as well,"
her voice was still somewhat hoarse, sounding weak, but she managed to make herself heard.