Qing Hua's Kindness

Ai Zhiyi reminisced about their past. There was a domineering sadness in his chest, which made him slowly sink into his feelings, not knowing that Chu Weixu had opened his eyes and saw how the sadness disguised the tenderness he loved on his lover's face.

Chu Weixu muttered, "Xiaoyi ...."

Hearing that familiar voice, Ai Zhiyi, who had lowered his head, immediately lifted his chin. He looked at Chu Weixu who was showing a weak smile, and then a sense of joy gradually filled his heart, erasing the sadness from the past that had tasted bitterly on his tongue. He smiled and immediately hugged Chu Weixu who was still lying on the patient's bed with an inevitable joy.

Chu Weixu raised his hand, then placed it on Ai Zhiyi's back, stroking it gently. "Xiaoyi, are you worried? Sorry for worrying you, okay?"

Ai Zhiyi lifted his body slowly, then sat back down on the chair. Still with a smile of joy on his face, he wiped the teardrop from the corner of his eye with his index finger. His words were sincere as he said, "Now that you are waking up, I don't have to worry anymore."

Ai Zhiyi felt funny when he heard Chu Weixu's words. He never expected that Chu Weixu would say that when he opened his eyes — not even crossed his mind. It's just that Ai Zhiyi felt so touched when he found out that Chu Weixu was fine that the pleasure that arose in his heart almost made him cry, so he never intended to respond to unnecessary things and only showed a smile that described his current feelings.

Both corners of Chu Weixu's lips lifted, painting a gentle smile on his face when he saw a sincere smile etched on his lover's face. He looked at Ai Zhiyi with affection in his eyes and it was obvious under the bright light in this room. He then got up from his position, assisted by Ai Zhiyi, and slowly leaned his back against the back of the bed. Smiling, he touched Ai Zhiyi's head gently.

Chu Weixu didn't say anything and only looked at Ai Zhiyi deeply. However, even though he looked very calm, he could feel the change in his mood quite clearly. When his memory returned to what he had heard previously, his heart burned with rage. Every time he remembered how Qing Hua said something bad to Ai Zhiyi before he left, the anger in his heart took root and coursed through his body all of a sudden.

However, he didn't know why he had become so cowardly. He didn't even dare to bring up anything or ask why Qing Hua said that.

Ai Zhiyi held Chu Weixu's hand on his face, then asked anxiously, "Weixu, what happened? Qing Hua said that he found you passed out. What's wrong? Aren't you taking your medicine?" with a pause, he let out a heavy sigh. "Weixu, don't think about anything other than your health. You don't have to worry about money — we still have savings — and that's enough for our needs — don't worry. And, don't make me say these things over and over again."

Out of instinct, Chu Weixu furrowed his brows together and tried to defend himself, "That's not it ...."

Chu Weixu started with three words, but he was suddenly unsure and hesitant about what to say, so he fell silent again, then came up with a different reason two seconds later, "I was dizzy, then passed out."

Finishing his words, Chu Weixu let go of his hand, pulling it back to his side.

In truth, Ai Zhiyi wanted to scold him because Chu Weixu had always been indifferent to his condition. However, with Chu Weixu's current state, he didn't have the heart to do it. After all, the excuse that Chu Weixu just said sounded plausible even though he still doubted it. He thought about responding nothing anymore.

Ai Zhiyi smiled and spoke in a gentle tone, "You know, I have a tiramisu cake for you. But, because I was shocked after knowing that you were in the hospital, I left it at home in a hurry. You like tiramisu cakes, don't you?"

But, instead of responding, Chu Weixu harshly removed the IV in his hand and then got off the bed. "Now, I'm fine. Let's go home."

Chu Weixu was about to take a step, but Ai Zhiyi immediately stopped him. "Weixu, at least, rest here for a while. You must—"

"Hey, I'm fine. Don't worry." Chu Weixu smiled gently so that no one could tell that annoyance had secretly risen in his heart. He was displeased with Ai Zhiyi's attitude that was too worried about him and made him look like a weak and pitiful man.

However, Chu Weixu was a coward if he had to say that directly in front of someone who sincerely loved him, so all he could do was say his words softly, hoping that Ai Zhiyi would stop worrying him. He put his hand on Ai Zhiyi's head and then continued to say, "If you want me to rest, I'll do it when we get home. We'd better go to the administration room to pay the bill."

Finishing his words, Chu Weixu pulled Ai Zhiyi's hand to come with him. Ai Zhiyi followed him without being able to steadfastly stop him.

In the administration room, a nurse asked Chu Weixu about the number of the ward he was in. He answered calmly, and then the nurse immediately went over the bill on the ward. The female nurse smiled and said, "It seems, it has been paid since 17.30 earlier, sir."

Hearing about this, Ai Zhiyi subconsciously frowned, then turned to look at Chu Weixu who also looked confused. They exchanged glances for a few seconds before Ai Zhiyi asked in surprise to the nurse, "Who paid it off?"

Still with a friendly smile, the nurse replied, "It says Mr. Qing, sir."

"Qing ... Qing Hua?" Ai Zhiyi asked doubtfully.

"Yes, sir."

Ai Zhiyi turned back to look at Chu Weixu who was currently looking surprised. He asked him in a slightly hushed voice, "Did Qing Hua say something before? Did he leave you a message?"

After hearing that question, Chu Weixu immediately took out the cell phone from his pocket, opened the menu, and saw one incoming message on WeChat. He immediately opened it and saw Qing Hua's name on a message that didn't take long to arrive on his cell phone. He immediately opened it and read the message.

However, Qing Hua didn't say anything regarding this matter. There was only an invitation to lunch tomorrow afternoon from him. Chu Weixu turned off his cell phone, glanced at Ai Zhiyi who was waiting for a response, then shook his head. "Nothing."

Ai Zhiyi was stunned for a moment before turning his gaze towards the nurse. "Um, thank you then."