Yu Siting wanted to prove what he said in front of Jiang Qingqing's eyes.
However, just like the dilemma that he can't get close to now, he can't touch Jiang Qingqing's heart.
Jiang Qingqing did not leave, but stood there looking at him from a distance.
"Mr. Yu, if you really believe me, then my answer is actually not important."
She could see clearly that Yu Siting was proud of his status.
Every person and every relationship has a corresponding price in his eyes.
She had never seen his sanity defeated by madness,
Just like now, he didn't say any promises to her, but he still wanted to test her sincerity first.
Jiang Qingqing couldn't understand whether someone like Yu Siting would fall in love with another person at all costs.
Perhaps this can explain why Yu Siting maintains a relationship with Shen Ruwan, and at the same time he can approach her with such an ambiguous attitude.
Humph, scumbag.
Jiang Qingqing thought about it, and the fierceness in her eyes emerged.
At this moment, Yu Siting caught Jiang Qingqing's emotional change and suddenly said: "Okay, I won't ask you anymore about what happened between you and Huo Jingchen. I believe whatever you say."
"Mr. Yu, to be fair, I won't ask you anything."
But the difference was that Jiang Qingqing did not doubt the relationship between Yu Siting and Shen Ruwan.
Her indifferent attitude is the absence of self-reconciling trust.
Until, the time comes.
Jiang Qingqing went straight into the bathroom and took back the silver needle.
At this time, Yu Siting looked at her lazily against the wall, handed her wrist, and reminded her: "Qingqing, you still need to take my pulse and feel my body temperature."
"No, I think Mr. Yu is recovering well."
Jiang Qingqing really wanted to be pretentious.
However, as soon as she turned around, she thought that she had been deceived and provoked first. She had hated Yu Siting, which was unfair to him.
Yu Siting looked at her frozen back, frowned, and asked softly: "Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"
"Where else do you feel uncomfortable?"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Qingqing turned around and walked back.
He felt his pulse and touched his forehead and cheeks with the back of his hand.
Yu Siting was flattered. Although he didn't know the reason, he realized that Jiang Qingqing was particularly soft-hearted towards him tonight.
"My heart feels a little uncomfortable, and my body temperature has not really returned to normal. I have been coughing for the past few days, and it hurts every time I cough. My insomnia is too severe. My emotions are like being stuck in a vicious cycle. Ordinary treatments are no longer effective.
Already."
Yu Siting said while observing Jiang Qingqing's frowning reaction.
He didn't lie. This was a disease that Jiang Qingqing could diagnose.
Suddenly, Jiang Qingqing looked at him condescendingly and said, "Get up and change your clothes first, then go to bed and rest later."
"Qingqing, that's it?"
"Otherwise? I don't have any medicine, and I can't give you further treatment."
Jiang Qingqing unconsciously took the nightgown next to him and said, "If you can sleep well, your physical condition will be temporarily stable. By the way, please hurry up. I also want to wash up and rest."
"……good."
Yu Siting really followed her helplessly.
At the same time, Jiang Qingqing turned on the air conditioner in the hotel suite very high.
The sofa is outside, some distance from the big bed.
She took the pillows and blankets over and spread them for him very considerately.
After a while, Yu Siting came out wearing a black nightgown.
Jiang Qingqing glanced at the wild and lazy aura of his wet hair, took a deep breath, and said in a slightly tight voice: "If you blow dry your hair first and pay more attention to yourself, the disease will not be so serious."
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Yu Siting sat here without leaving, just wanting to be closer to Jiang Qingqing.
However, when Jiang Qingqing walked into the bathroom to wash up, the sound of the door being locked was very obvious.
Sharing a bathroom can be regarded as a rare intimate contact after five years.
But Yu Siting looked at the distance between the sofa and the bed and sighed silently in his heart. How could he confidently regret what he had said?
When he dried his hair and sat on the sofa staring at the bathroom glass door, he didn't even think of a reason.
Until, Jiang Qingqing walked out wearing a white nightgown.
She had just taken a shower, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked particularly charming.
When she noticed Yu Siting's hot gaze looking over her, almost subconsciously, she covered her loose collar with her hands.
"Aren't you going to sleep? What are you waiting for?"
"Wait for you."
"Wait until I turn off the lights?"
"..."
At this time, Yu Siting knew that Jiang Qingqing's eyes were a sign of expulsion.
However, he slowly stood up and walked out reluctantly.
Jiang Qingqing ignored him. After applying her skin care products, she made the bed and got ready to sleep.
Moreover, she decided to set the alarm for 6 o'clock tomorrow morning and go home after dawn.
Yu Siting walked to the sofa outside, looked at the lonely pillow and blanket, sighed, and struggled to say: "Qingqing, too little cover will make it cold at night, and I'm still sick."
Hearing this, Jiang Qingqing thought for a while and asked: "Then let's switch. You sleep on the bed and I sleep on the sofa. Anyway, I didn't spend money, so I can't be picky about the room."
"That's not what I meant. You can sleep on the bed. I can't sleep anyway. It's the same wherever I sleep."
At this moment, Yu Siting sighed and gave up the idea of struggling, covering himself with a small blanket and lying on the sofa.
Jiang Qingqing took the opportunity to turn off the lights and glanced quickly.
I have to say that the scene of Yu Siting lying on the sofa looks very strange.
The sofa is not long enough, and his long legs have nowhere to rest, making it feel cramped no matter how you look at it.
At this time, Jiang Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable.
After turning off the light, she lay down on the soft and spacious bed, and what she thought of before her eyes was Yu Siting's figure just now.
"Qing Qing."
"Um?"
"Good night."
Five years passed.
Yu Siting finally had a chance to say this again.
With his eyes closed, he felt in a good mood even if he was in unfamiliar darkness.
Jiang Qingqing pursed her lips tightly and did not speak. It was her reason and guilt that were in conflict.
In the suite, the air was unusually quiet.
Jiang Qingqing's hearing is keen with her eyes closed.
She heard Yu Siting's breathing was heavy. Besides his illness, his sleep disorder was the biggest problem.
I couldn't sleep in the first place, and I was still lying on an uncomfortable sofa, making it even more impossible to fall asleep.
Suddenly, Jiang Qingqing opened her eyes and suddenly said bravely: "Do you want to sleep on the bed?"
Almost at the same time, Yu Siting ran over with a pillow.
"Ahem, if you agree, then let's sleep in separate beds?"
He stood by the bed, still confirming Jiang Qingqing's decision at the end.
In fact, this is the opportunity given by Yu Siting to regret.
Jiang Qingqing took a deep breath and said softly: "It's best for you to sleep for a while tonight and relax a little in bed. You are a patient and I won't stop you. But don't get too close to me.
You’ll be angry.”
"good."
Yu Siting was in a very good mood.
He opened the quilt, put down the pillow, and lay down on his side facing Jiang Qingqing.