Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 875 - 878: It’s Just a Prank, Right?

"Shhh..."

Gu Shaocheng made a gesture to the butler and entered the bedroom himself, only to find that Chenxing had slipped into the room to sleep, which made him chuckle softly.

He had just spilled tea on his clothes, so he tiptoed into the changing room.

After changing his clothes, he walked back to the bedside.

He tucked in the sleeping woman, kissed her gently, and then quietly exited.

Before exiting, he adjusted the room temperature to make her sleep more comfortably.

Having done all this, he closed the bedroom door.

Looking at the butler standing by the door, he carefully instructed,

"Go make a small pot of red date longan soup for Chenxing and bring it to her when she wakes up. Make sure she drinks it all."

The butler’s deeply lined face broke into a smile, nodding repeatedly before retreating to alert the kitchen. He loved seeing the harmonious and loving scenes between the master and Miss Chen Xing.

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In the bedroom, as the door closed, a tear dropped from the corner of her eye and sank into the pillow.

Then another drop of clear liquid fell;

Eventually, the tears streamed continuously, unstoppable.

Her hand tightly clenched the corner of the blanket, her whole body hiding and trembling with heartache.

She was terrified to the core, almost about to cry out loud.

Until now, she couldn’t believe what she had seen with her own eyes. How could it be possible for Shaocheng to have that disease? What would he do?

Shaocheng, what would you do?

Covering her mouth and biting hard on her lower lip, she bit until blood dripped.

The taste of blood spread in her mouth, but she felt no pain at all.

Because her heartache was so intense that she lost all sensation, where could she pay attention to a little pain in her body?

Her uncontrollable emotions churned relentlessly inside her, and at that moment, she felt as if she were going crazy.

She truly started crying out loud, unable to restrain herself, not expecting that the next second, the bedroom door would be pushed open again.

Gu Shaocheng, because he had forgotten his phone while changing clothes, came back to fetch it but was suddenly startled by the sound of crying.

He strode over, and Chenxing, overwhelmed with emotion, couldn’t calm down even upon seeing him.

Gu Shaocheng’s heart ached inexplicably as he leaned down to look into her eyes, his voice as soft as a caress, "Why are you crying?"

Seeing her lips bleeding from biting, his eyebrows furrowed instantly, "Chenxing?"

She shook her head, burying her face in the blanket.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Gu Shaocheng wouldn’t let her evade, he lifted the blanket, sat by the bedside, and gently coaxed, "Where does it hurt? Eh? Tell me, dear..."

"Nothing, nothing..." She shook her head tearfully.

Gu Shaocheng held her in his arms, touched her forehead, not hot.

He then slipped his hand under the blanket, pressing her stomach, "Is it a stomach ache?"

"Nothing, nothing at all." She wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her head deeply in his chest, clinging to him in disarray, holding tighter and tighter, fearing he would disappear from her world the next second.

Doctor Tian had said that disease only allows a few years of life.

Did he really have that disease? Did he have only a few years left?

It seemed ridiculous; she couldn’t believe it at all.

Was this some kind of cruel joke from fate?

Just a prank, right?

With her heart trembling painfully, she did not want to leave Shaocheng, nor did she want Shaocheng to vanish from this world, and even more, she didn’t want him to become incapacitated.