There’s a Difference Between Men and Women

Yun Youwei could only swallow the words hanging on the tip of her tongue. Instead, she said, "He just stopped crying. He seemed to be a bit better now."

Mo Shenbai followed her into Xie Yumu's room. The room was cozy and meticulously decorated. An orange floor lamp lit up the room.

Xie Yumu lay on the bed, and tears still clung to his eyelashes. His face was red. Clearly, he had been crying for a long time. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes and saw Mo Shenbai. He called out immediately in an aggrieved tone, "Dad!"

Xie Yumu raised his hands, wanting to be hugged.

Mo Shenbai did not move for a long time before he bent down and picked Xie Yumu up. Then, he placed his warm hand against Xie Yumu's forehead. Xie Yumu's forehead was even warmer than his palm. "He still has a fever."

Yun Youwei nodded slightly. "I've tried to lower his temperature, but it's not working."