Chapter 92: You Don’t Pass!
Sometimes, girls can be very complicated.
Su Moyu isn’t the kind of person who is bad at saying what she needs.
Bai Shuchuan is also someone very close to her. Logically, if she is sick and asks him to come back and take care of her, it would be completely normal.
But she doesn’t want to say it directly, yet she still wants him to understand.
Even when she was still a boy, she didn’t like this kind of back-and-forth feeling. Zhou Ya would sometimes act like this too, keeping things unsaid on purpose. Su Moyu wasn’t slow, but dealing with these little tricks still made her tired.
So after thinking for a while, she finally sent Bai Shuchuan a message.
“I want you to come back and stay with me.”
When Bai Shuchuan saw the message, he smiled.
At that moment, the taxi stopped by the roadside. He opened the door and got in.
“I’m already in the car,” he replied.
Su Moyu frowned. She didn’t expect him to be so quick to understand this time.
“So smart.”
It sounded like praise.
Bai Shuchuan sent a meme of Tom being pointed at and laughed at.
“When we were kids, my mom called you to go out and play, and you were the same. You really wanted to go, but you still said no.”
On the other side of the screen, Su Moyu quietly blushed.
“That’s because I was shy.”
Bai Shuchuan thought for a moment. “Then don’t be shy with me.”
When Su Moyu read that message, she immediately imagined his serious expression.
A bit… like a domineering CEO.
When she realized what she was thinking, she felt like her brain must be a little broken from the fever.
“I’ll go back home and lie down.”
“Okay.”
Su Moyu struggled to get out of bed. Her head hurt like it was splitting apart.
But when she thought that she would see Bai Shuchuan soon…
She slowly got off the bed and put on her shoes.
Her long hair fell in front of her face. She lifted it aside with difficulty and finished putting on her shoes.
People are always more fragile when they are sick, especially when they have someone to rely on.
Right now, Su Moyu just wanted to throw herself into Bai Shuchuan’s arms and think about nothing.
“Susu, where are you going?” Qu Xintong asked softly when she saw her get out of bed.
“I want to go home and lie down,” Su Moyu answered weakly.
This kind of situation wasn’t unusual.
Yan Hanyue wasn’t surprised at all. After all, who would refuse their own bed? Even lying in the dorm made her back hurt.
“Then be careful on the way,” Qu Xintong said.
“Okay.”
Su Moyu slowly walked to the subway station. Unfortunately, there were still many people at this time, so she had to stand all the way to the last stop.
Carefully, she let go of one hand and sent a message to Bai Shuchuan.
“If you come pick up your girlfriend who has a fever at the subway station, she will definitely be very touched.”
He quickly replied, “How touched?”
Just as Su Moyu was about to reply, the train stopped at her station. She quickly held onto the handrail, but her phone slipped from her hand and fell to the ground with a loud clatter.
Her heart ached immediately. She picked it up from the floor. Luckily, the screen wasn’t broken, and she finally let out a sigh of relief.
But dropping something in front of so many people made her feel really embarrassed.
“She would be so touched that she would lean into your arms and make soft crying sounds.”
After sending it, Su Moyu instantly felt extremely shy.
She had really imagined that scene…
Falling in love really makes people lose their sense. Su Moyu felt like something was seriously wrong with her.
The most important thing was, the person who made her feel this way wasn’t someone else. It was her childhood best friend who grew up with her.
Thinking about it made her feel very guilty.
Why did being in a relationship feel a bit like something she shouldn’t be doing?
Her thoughts were a mess, and soon the subway reached the last stop.
The doors opened, and Su Moyu followed the crowd out. She looked around the platform but didn’t see Bai Shuchuan anywhere.
Just as she picked up her phone, she felt someone tap her shoulder. She slowly turned around, and Bai Shuchuan was standing right behind her.
He was a head taller than her, so her eyes naturally passed over his light blue checkered shirt before moving up to his face.
Bai Shuchuan didn’t look like a “good guy” at first glance.
Sometimes, Su Moyu felt that way.
He looked like the type who is smart, outgoing, and very popular with girls.
He gave her a simple smile, not really sure what she was staring at.
“What’s wrong?” he asked softly.
Su Moyu sniffed, then suddenly threw herself into his arms.
When her head hit his chest, the impact made it hurt a little.
Maybe when people are sick, they can act a bit spoiled. At that moment, Su Moyu even thought about just going limp in his arms and letting him carry her home.
“I missed you,” she said softly, her voice hoarse.
Every time she buried herself in his arms, she would take a deep breath, greedily taking in his scent.
So Bai Shuchuan heard her sniffing again.
The hands he used to hold her waist paused for a moment.
It felt very possible… that Su Moyu was using him as a big tissue.
“Do you still have a fever?” Bai Shuchuan gently rubbed her head.
Su Moyu lifted her head and looked at him.
“Why don’t you check it yourself?”
Seeing her pout, he smiled helplessly.
“You were just leaning on me.”
As he spoke, he brushed her hair aside and touched her forehead.
“Let’s go home quickly,” he said, lightly pinching her cheek. “Lie down and rest well.”
“I can’t walk anymore.”
“Then I’ll carry you,” Bai Shuchuan said as he crouched down in front of her.
Su Moyu let out a small laugh. “So considerate.”
She said that and leaned onto his back.
“I’ll give you a reward when we get home,” she said in a nasal voice.
Bai Shuchuan stood up, holding her soft legs with both hands.
“What reward?”
“A kiss,” she answered quietly.
Before he could reply, she became shy herself.
This scene really felt like a drama where a young girl in love is being carried by the boy she likes…
When she was younger, Su Moyu had imagined one day carrying a beautiful girl on her back.
But now, she was the one being carried by Bai Shuchuan…
“Um… won’t that spread the sickness?” he said weakly.
Su Moyu pressed her lips together.
“If a boyfriend won’t even stay with you when you’re sick, then he’s not good enough.”
“Did your fever mess up your brain…?” he muttered.
The arms around his neck suddenly tightened. He felt her hug him more firmly.
“If my brain really gets damaged, will you take care of me for the rest of my life?”
“I will,” Bai Shuchuan answered softly.
“Then… will you take advantage of me when that happens…?”
Bai Shuchuan: ……
Even when she’s sick, her mind is still full of random thoughts.