Li Shengxiao...
Li Shengxiao had never taken care of anyone before; he clumsily supported her with one hand and helped her catch her breath with the other. A flash of annoyance swept through his eagle-like eyes, "How is it? Feeling any better?"
"...Li Shengxiao?"
Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, startling her.
"It's me. Do you still want some water?" Li Shengxiao carefully asked, supporting her.
Rong Yan hesitated at the sight of the water cup within reach. Her throat was clamoring for a drink, but her neck felt so cold; she feared he might again pour too much over it.
"Don't want to drink anymore?"
"I..."
Li Shengxiao looked at her pale little face and bloodless lips, and his heart suddenly clenched. He tilted his head back to drink the water from the cup, then leaned down and pressed his thin lips to hers.
"Mmph!"