Xia Song's fever subsided after the intravenous drip was given, but she was still awake. Ye Muyi called the doctor and asked several times, but the answer he got was "Don't be anxious, there is no harm in letting her rest more", so he had to wait patiently.
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The sky was getting dark and when the lanterns were first turned on, Xia Song finally woke up and saw Ye Muyi for the first time. She couldn't help but be startled, obviously she didn't know where she was.
"Songsong, you're awake. Does your head still hurt?" Ye Muyi was very excited and reached out to touch her forehead.
Only then did Xia Song clearly see where she was. She tried to think back and finally remembered that she seemed to have fainted before.
"What's wrong with me?" Xia Song's voice was hoarse.
"You have a fever, and you're almost fainting. But the fever has subsided now. Do you want to drink some water?" Ye Muyi touched her forehead and felt reassured that the fever didn't come back.
Xia Song hummed.
Ye Muyi shook the hospital bed, poured another cup of warm water, inserted a straw and handed it to her mouth.
Xia Song drank a glass of water with a straw in his mouth, and his throat finally felt better.
"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?" Ye Muyi put down the water glass and asked again.
Xia Song hadn't eaten anything since morning, so he thought for a while and said, "Let's have some porridge."
"Okay, I'll go buy it and you can sleep a little longer." Ye Muyi's tone was gentle. Xia Song felt that he was a little different from before, but she didn't know why.
The nurse came in shortly after Ye Muyi went out. The nurse took her temperature and always looked at her secretly, as if he was hesitant to speak.
"Do you have something to tell me?" Xia Song asked directly.
The nurse lowered her head in embarrassment and said hesitantly: "I...I am a fan of Ye Muyi. I just wanted to ask if you are in a relationship."
"You misunderstood." Xia Song said calmly, "We are not in a relationship."
The nurse groaned and asked subconsciously: "Then do you know he likes you?"
"How could he like me?" Xia Song's tone was still very calm, but a little desolate could be heard.
"You really don't know." The nurse was shocked and took out her phone, opened Ye Muyi's Weibo and showed it to her: "See for yourself, he confessed to you on Weibo."
Ye Muyi's Weibo was very conspicuous, and Xia Song saw that sentence at a glance.
"She is not an unknown woman, she is the girl I like. She is sick and she is an outsider. I hope everyone will give her some private space and not disturb her recovery. Thank you."
"After you had a fever and fainted, Ye Muyi brought you to the hospital. Other patients took photos of you and posted them online. Some people said you were an unknown woman, so he posted this on Weibo. Only then did we find out that the person he liked was
You, Ran Yingqiu, is just a rumored girlfriend. But you don’t know that he likes you. You must be too slow to react." The nurse said nonchalantly.
Xia Song was completely confused at this moment. He didn't even know what the nurse said next or when he left.
When Ye Muyi came back with the porridge, he saw Xia Song sitting on the hospital bed in a daze. He waved his hand in front of her eyes and shouted: "Songsong?"
Xia Song's focus gradually returned and her eyes fell on his face.
"Your favorite yam porridge." Ye Muyi set up a small table and put the porridge and other food on it.
The aroma was so fragrant that Xia Song was originally very hungry, but now he had no appetite.
"Aren't you afraid of Ran Yingqiu being angry when you posted that Weibo post?"
Ye Muyi stopped holding the porridge, raised his eyes and smiled: "Why should I be afraid of her being angry?"
"Isn't she your girlfriend?"
"Who said she is my girlfriend?"
"Is that just an act or a one-night stand?"
Ye Muyi gradually heard something wrong with her tone. He put down the bowl and explained to her seriously: "Songsong, nothing happened between Ran Yingqiu and I. I don't like her."
"You want to tell me that you stayed in her room all night and did nothing, right?" Xia Song's tone was tinged with sarcasm.
"I was drunk and slept on the sofa all night. Songsong, believe me, I have never even kissed her." Ye Muyi raised his hand and swore.
Even when he was having dinner with Ran Yingqiu, he was thinking about Xia Song. How could he kiss me and me with her?
"You don't have to explain to me. Who you are with and what you do has nothing to do with me." Xia Song lay down and said tiredly: "I'm tired, you can go back."
Ye Muyi was anxious: "Songsong, don't be angry. I was wrong, I shouldn't have been ambiguous with Ran Yingqiu, but, I did it to test how I like you. I couldn't tell the difference between me and you before.
Is it my sister's liking, or is it a love between a man and a woman? Now I know it clearly. Songsong, I like you. It's a love between a man and a woman. I will never make you sad again."
Xia Song clutched the quilt tightly, suppressing the tears in her throat, and said coldly: "I don't like you!"
She bit these five words very hard, as if she couldn't lie to herself unless she said them so clearly.
"Why?" Ye Muyi's heart ached: "We grew up together. I know what you like to eat, drink, play, and you also know all my preferences. Why don't you like me?"
"Why should I like you?" Xia Song opened the quilt and sat up like a volcano erupting, almost overturning the small table. She shouted in a low voice: "Ye Muyi, you are the female stars and fans in the entertainment industry who are attracted by
Are you spoiled? Think that as long as you are a woman, I should like you? When you didn't like me, I could only be your sister. Now that you find that you like me, I should happily accept your like? Then wait until you get tired of it.
, do I have to leave voluntarily like other women?"
She held back her tears, but she still shed them unsatisfactorily, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered over the years.
Ye Muyi had never seen Xia Song cry like this. His heart was broken. He explained incoherently: "I know I was a bit ridiculous before, but those scandals are not all true. Many of them are for movie and TV hype. I don't think so either.
You should like me, I just hope you can like me too. I, I, I'm sorry, Songsong, please stop crying, or you can hit me, please stop crying."
The more he coaxed her, the sadder Xia Song became and the harder she cried.
Ye Muyi was so anxious that he was sweating. He had never been so at a loss before. He wished he could turn back time. He would never do those things that made Songsong sad again.
Xia Song cried for a long time, and finally her voice became hoarse from crying. She couldn't cry anymore, so she stopped sobbing, as if all her strength had been drained, and lay down softly, pulling the quilt over her head.
Hiding in a small space and feeling sad alone.
"Songsong..." Ye Muyi wanted to get closer to her, and even more wanted to hug her.
"Go away and leave me alone." Her voice was muffled and a little pleading.
How could Ye Muyi safely leave her alone, but she didn't want to see him, and he shouldn't stay and make her cry again. He hesitated for a while before saying: "Okay."
He exited the ward and closed the door for her.
Xia Song bit her lip, tears silently soaking half of the pillow.