Destined with You

“Don’t move, it’s spilling!”

“If you pee properly, it won’t spill!”

“It’s because you can’t hold it steady!”

“Then you hold it yourself!”

“…”

After helping him back to bed, Gu Qingxin couldn’t help but move her hand behind her back.

“I’m going to get some pajamas for you to change into.” After saying this, Gu Qingxin ran into the cloakroom as if escaping, her hand covering her hot face.

After a while, she realised that her and his cloakrooms were not together…

After helping him change into his pajamas, Gu Qingxin looked at the time and realised it was already noon, she asked, “What do you feel like eating? I’ll have the kitchen make it.”

“I want to eat the noodles you make.” Beiming Han especially missed the taste of the noodles she cooked.

“Then I’ll make it.” Gu Qingxin stood up, propping a pillow behind him to make him more comfortable.

Her hand was grabbed, and Gu Qingxin turned to look at him, asking, “What’s wrong?”

“Yesterday…”

With just two words, a hint of embarrassment flashed in Gu Qingxin’s eyes. She pulled her hand back and said, “I’ll go make it now, it might take a bit longer. Call Aunt Zhou if you need anything.”

Gu Qingxin stood in front of the stove, stirring the noodles with her chopsticks, unable to understand her own feelings. When she heard from Aunt Zhou that he had fainted, she completely forgot everything and was only worried about his illness, hoping that he would recover soon.

After the noodles were cooked, Gu Qingxin served them into a bowl and carried it upstairs.

When she returned to the bedroom, Beiming Han was still leaning there. He had apparently not moved at all, but his eyes had been fixed on the direction of the door the whole time.

Only when she entered did he move his gaze away…

“What took you so long?” Beiming Han complained, she took 34 minutes just to cook noodles.

“This is handmade noodles, it takes longer.” Gu Qingxin put the tray on the table, took a bowl, came to the bedside, and sat down.

Gu Qingxin wanted to feed him, but Beiming Han said, “Forget it, help me up. I’ll eat by myself.”

“Your hand injury…”

His right hand was injured and wasn’t Bai Jingqing said he couldn’t exert force on it?

“I don’t have just one hand.” Beiming Han gave her a glance.

Gu Qingxin, “…”

After putting the bowl back on the table, supporting him to get off the bed and sit next to the table, Beiming Han was genuinely hungry. He hadn’t eaten much these days, and he had been drinking a lot the previous days. In serious cases, he even suffered from an old stomach pain, although he had been enduring it.

Gu Qingxin handed him the chopsticks, and Beiming Han took them with his left hand, lowered his head and began to eat…

“You can use your left hand?” Gu Qingxin looked at him in surprise.

“You think everyone is as clumsy as you!” Beiming Han glanced at her indifferently and continued to eat.

“Then why did you let me help you…go to the toilet!” Gu Qingxin glared at him in annoyance.

Beiming Han, “…”

“I can only use this hand to hold chopsticks, nothing else!” He defended himself adamantly.

Gu Qingxin, “…”

Although Beiming Han was sick, he still ate quite a lot, even taking half of Gu Qingxin’s bowl, and finally complained, “You can’t make more?”

Her noodles really hit the spot for him. He hadn’t eaten anything for days and what he missed the most were her noodles.

Finally, he got to eat them today. With a bowl of hot soup and noodles in his stomach, he now felt comfortable all over.