Bathed in the dim light of the bedside lamp, I lifted my head, and the man's noble yet cold features came into view.
Li Fengchang was half-reclined on the bed, his eyes tightly shut, breathing even. His arms were spread out, one under my head as a pillow, the other casually placed to the side.
I leaned into his embrace, the two of us quite close.
This scene was familiar to both Li Fengchang and me. Over the years, through my various aches and fevers, Li Fengchang had been there with me.
Whenever I had a fever or felt extremely unwell, nightmares would come. In the dream, there was a pitch-black highway where my parents' car was suddenly sent flying by an impact, blood splattering at the scene...
Each time, sobbing and whimpering, I would wake from those nightmares to find Li Fengchang always by my side.
In the past, this would have seemed normal to me, after all, Fengchang was the closest person to me. But after Jin Rumo's incident, I suddenly came to a realization.