Chapter 49: Still No Title
Time slowly passed, the sun gradually set, and the world was gradually shrouded in darkness.
“Good evening.”
Walking into the ward, Leng Qing Qiu turned on the room light.
The light in the ward was not particularly bright, and the shelf used to hold the medicine bag cast a long shadow.
On the bed, Lu Zhiyin was sleeping peacefully. In the afternoon, the nurse had changed another bag of medicine. After that bag of medicine was infused, the needle in Lu Zhiyin’s hand was removed.
After that, Lu Zhiyin fell asleep due to extreme drowsiness.
The painkillers Leng Qing Qiu bought seemed to have some side effects, causing people to feel drowsy. The pharmacist did not inform Leng Qing Qiu of this when she bought the medicine.
She had originally thought of arguing with that person, but in the end, it did not happen.
She tried to become more peaceful.
“…”
Placing the lean meat congee in her hand on the bedside table, Leng Qing Qiu walked slowly to the bedside.
She moved the wallet used for money by Lu Zhiyin’s side and put it into the bedside table. She then bent down slightly, resting her arms on the edge of the hospital bed.
Her leaning body blocked the light, casting a shadow on the girl’s face.
The girl’s sleeping face was tranquil, due to the effect of the painkillers.
Reaching out her hand to touch the side of Lu Zhiyin’s face, Leng Qing Qiu pondered how she should wake Lu Zhiyin up.
Kick her off the bed? Splash water on her face? Slap her awake directly? None of these seemed appropriate.
“Mmm… um…”
TTurning her head, the murmurs from the girl’s sleep attracted Leng Qing Qiu’s attention.
She looked at Lu Zhiyin’s rosy lips.
Wiping the girl’s lips, after hesitating for a moment, Leng Qing Qiu did not choose to kiss the girl’s lips.
She leaned down, gently kissed Lu Zhiyin’s forehead, and then shook Lu Zhiyin’s uninjured left hand.
“It’s time to get up.”
Her voice slightly louder, honestly, Leng Qing Qiu didn’t know how she managed to be so gentle. This was a completely different attitude compared to how she had treated Lu Zhiyin before, so much so that even she felt her attitude had changed too quickly.
She probably really, really needed someone to accompany her.
“…Ah… Ah? Leng Qing Qiu…? Good, good morning.”
Slowly opening her eyes, Lu Zhiyin touched her forehead. She was stunned when she first saw Leng Qing Qiu, and then regained her composure.
She had a very beautiful dream. She dreamed that she had returned to her original world. Although she was still a woman, she could already perceive the subtle love from her parents integrated into daily life.
She hadn’t had such a good dream in a long time, so immersed in it that she didn’t react at first when she woke up and saw Leng Qing Qiu’s face.
So… that was just a dream.
Ignoring the dampness on her forehead, Lu Zhiyin looked up, her gaze falling on the lone incandescent light bulb hanging from the ceiling.
“It’s evening already…”
She said this with a hint of loneliness.
Leng Qing Qiu could see her low mood.
“Did you have a nightmare?”
She asked casually, as she wasn’t sure how to cheer people up.
“…No, if anything, I actually had a good dream.”
Shaking her head, Lu Zhiyin lowered her eyes.
“Mhm…”
Not wanting to dwell on the matter, Leng Qing Qiu simply looked at Lu Zhiyin’s still somewhat dazed face, fresh from sleep.
She remembered the promise the girl had made that afternoon.
“Hoo…”
Exhaling a breath, Leng Qing Qiu took off her coat, sat on the edge of the bed, and picked up the congee she had just bought.
“…”
Through the transparent lid, Leng Qing Qiu looked at the meat in the container. The quality of the meat seemed not very good, with a lot of fat.
Instead of buying food from small restaurants outside, perhaps she should cook it herself?
Putting the congee back in its place, Leng Qing Qiu turned her back to Lu Zhiyin and held the girl’s hand.
“Zhiyin, I think I really, really like you?”
She tried to face her feelings directly.
Do I really like her? Perhaps. As for why… does one need a reason to like someone? It seems not.
Moreover, Lu Zhiyin had truly entered her heart.
Closing her eyes, Leng Qing Qiu touched Lu Zhiyin’s palm.
The skin on the girl’s palm was very delicate but cold, which made one worry about the girl’s health.
She’s probably a bit frail, isn’t she? Yes, she should be frail, after all, I’ve always hurt her, often made her bleed.
“…Mhm, Leng Qing Qiu, I probably like you too?”
Talking to herself with clumsy lies, how could Lu Zhiyin like this person who had been persecuting her all along?
She wasn’t the original host who had been with Leng Qing Qiu for many years.
Leng Qing Qiu herself didn’t really believe Lu Zhiyin would like her, but at least she was treating her quite well? That was enough.
Let’s take things as they come, put all problems aside for later, time will solve everything.
With this thought, Leng Qing Qiu stood up and walked to the ward door.
Looking at the quiet and somewhat dimly lit corridor outside the ward, she thought that perhaps no one would come later.
Closing the door, Leng Qing Qiu came to the bedside. She leaned over Lu Zhiyin, just as she had that morning.
Lowering her head, she stroked Lu Zhiyin’s face while gently biting her earlobe.
The overly intimate actions and the close proximity made the atmosphere in the room gradually heat up.
“…Mmm…”
Her earlobe felt wet, and she felt a slight tickle on the side of her face. The strange sensation made Lu Zhiyin uncomfortable.
She twisted her waist and suddenly remembered what she had said to Leng Qing Qiu at noon.
Her heart lurched.
No matter the method, she had no experience with sex after all.
No matter how many visual novels she had played, she had only seen them.
TTurning her head, Lu Zhiyin tried to avoid Leng Qing Qiu’s attention towards her earlobe.
The earlobe wasn’t particularly sensitive, but the wet feeling was still unpleasant.
After Lu Zhiyin turned her head, Leng Qing Qiu stopped her assault on the earlobe and instead kissed the girl’s slender neck.
“Zhiyin, you’re not going to go back on your word, are you?”
There was no threat in her words, but Lu Zhiyin still felt a sense of crisis.
“…No… No…”
After a moment of silence, Lu Zhiyin closed her eyes and shook her head.
No matter what, she had to see through the path she had chosen, even if it meant crying.
Besides, she couldn’t refuse, could she?
Lu Zhiyin gently stroked Leng Qing Qiu’s back with her mobile left hand. Leng Qing Qiu’s movements paused for a moment, and then she continued her intimate actions, things that Lu Zhiyin did not particularly like.
As time passed, Lu Zhiyin’s body gradually became hot. Leng Qing Qiu stood up and looked down at the patch of skin on Lu Zhiyin’s fair neck that was wet with saliva. Satisfaction finally appeared in her eyes.
The atmosphere in the ward became gradually more intimate. Leng Qing Qiu had Lu Zhiyin lie flat on the bed, and then reached for her trousers.
…The rest is self-evident.
