69novels Chapter 145 Let's move into one room.
Chapter 145 Let's move into one room.
Su Wanwan's face was burning hot. She nodded but didn't say anything.
Bai Rongbei sat up and got out of bed: "Lie down a little longer, I'll go make breakfast."
He went out of the house and into the kitchen.
Su Wanwan lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. She still felt a little tired, but her dizziness and fever had subsided. She remembered what had happened before she fainted yesterday; Weiwei was still in the hospital…
She sat up, intending to get out of bed, when Bai Rongbei walked in carrying a bowl.
"Lie down," he said, "and take your medicine."
The bowl contained the prepared medicine, dark in color and steaming hot.
Bai Rongbei handed her the bowl and then a glass of water.
Su Wanwan took the bowl, smelled it, and frowned: "It tastes so bitter."
"Good medicine tastes bitter," Bai Rongbei said.
Su Wanwan looked at the bowl of medicine, hesitated for a moment, then held her breath and drank it down in one gulp.
It's bitter, so bitter. The bitterness goes from my tongue to my throat.
She quickly picked up her water glass and took a big gulp to suppress the bitter taste a little.
"It's so bitter..." she complained softly, her tongue feeling numb.
Bai Rongbei looked at her face, which was all scrunched up, and suddenly leaned down and kissed her lips.
Su Wanwan was stunned.
His lips were warm, with the minty taste of toothpaste. The kiss was light, but earnest.
After a few seconds, he stepped back slightly and looked at her: "It's bitter."
Su Wanwan's face flushed red, and she didn't know where to put her hands.
Bai Rongbei's eyes held a hint of a smile as he kissed her lips again, this time lingering a little longer.
"Take your medicine properly from now on," he said. "You'll recover faster if you take your medicine."
Su Wanwan lowered her head, her fingers clutching the blanket, her voice barely audible, "I know..."
Bai Rongbei then straightened up and picked up the empty bowl: "Breakfast will be ready soon. You can rest a little longer."
He walked out of the house and closed the door.
Su Wanwan sat on the bed, touching her lips with her fingers. His warmth and the taste of mint still lingered there.
She pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved upwards.
Breakfast was simple: millet porridge, pickled vegetables, and some leftover steamed buns from last night that I heated up.
The two sat at a small table in the courtyard to eat. The sun was shining brightly, and the wind was gentle.
"Weiwei over there..." Su Wanwan said.
"Bai Si'an is watching," Bai Rongbei said, "You take care of yourself first."
Su Wanwan nodded and sipped her porridge.
After the meal, Bai Rongbei cleared the dishes. Su Wanwan wanted to help, but he pressed her back into her chair, saying, "Sit down."
Su Wanwan could only sit and watch him busy in the yard.
He moved swiftly, washing the dishes, tidying the kitchen, and sweeping the yard. He had taken off his military jacket, leaving him in only a shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms.
As Su Wanwan watched, the warmth in her heart grew stronger and stronger.
This man was usually quiet and as cold and hard as a rock in the Gobi Desert. But he would stay up all night because she fainted, kiss her because she disliked the bitter taste of her medicine, and tell her not to do any work, but to rest.
"Bai Rongbei," she suddenly called out.
Bai Rongbei stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her.
Su Wanwan walked over, stood in front of him, and looked up at him.
"Thank you," she said.
Bai Rongbei looked at her, his gaze deepening. He put down the broom in his hand and reached out to pull her into his arms.
Su Wanwan leaned against his chest, able to smell his clean scent, along with a faint scent of soap.
"No need to thank me," he said, his voice low and coming from his chest, "You're my wife."
Su Wanwan pressed her face against his shirt, said nothing, but simply reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist.
The two of them embraced in the yard, the sunlight warming them.
After a while, Bai Rongbei finally let go of her: "Let's go inside, it's windy outside."
Su Wanwan nodded.
Once inside, Bai Rongbei told her to lie down and rest, while he took a book and sat on the edge of the bed to read.
Su Wanwan couldn't fall asleep, so she lay on her side watching him. He was engrossed in his book, his brows slightly furrowed, his fingers unconsciously tracing the pages.
"What are you looking at?" she asked.
Bai Rongbei turned the book cover over to show her; it was a book on military theory.
"Can you understand it?" he asked.
Su Wanwan honestly shook her head: "I don't understand."
Bai Rongbei's lips curved into a smile, but he didn't say anything and continued watching.
Su Wanwan looked at him for a while, then her eyelids slowly drooped. The medicine was taking effect, and she felt sleepy again.
In her hazy state, she felt Bai Rongbei tuck the blanket around her and then kiss her forehead.
She closed her eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips, and fell asleep.
I slept very soundly and didn't wake up until the afternoon.
When I woke up, the room was quiet. Bai Rongbei wasn't there; the book was on the bedside table.
Su Wanwan sat up, feeling much lighter and her head was no longer dizzy. She got out of bed, got dressed, and went out into the yard.
Bai Rongbei was squatting in the corner, holding a small hammer, repairing a chair.
Hearing the noise, he turned his head: "Awake?"
"Hmm," Su Wanwan walked over, "Are you fixing a chair?"
"My legs are a bit loose," Bai Rongbei said. "Tighten them up a bit."
Su Wanwan sat down on the small stool next to him and watched him repair it.
His fingers were strong and his movements were practiced. In a few quick taps, he tightened the loose tenon, and after testing it, it was secure.
"Okay," he said, putting the chair back in its place.
Su Wanwan looked at him and suddenly said, "Bai Rongbei, you... you shouldn't bear everything alone anymore."
Bai Rongbei paused for a moment and looked at her.
"I mean," Su Wanwan said softly, "if anything from your past makes you feel bad, tell me. Don't keep it bottled up inside."
Bai Rongbei looked at her with a deep gaze.
After a long while, he finally spoke, his voice low: "Mm."
Su Wanwan reached out and took his hand: "We're family now. Whatever's difficult, we'll face it together."
Bai Rongbei grasped her hand tightly.
The two sat there without saying a word, but their hands remained clasped together.
In the evening, Bai Rongbei cooked dinner. After the two finished eating, he urged Su Wanwan to go and rest.
"I'm really fine," Su Wanwan said. "I'm not tired."
"Then lie down," Bai Rongbei said. "We'll get out of bed tomorrow."
Su Wanwan couldn't persuade him otherwise, so she had no choice but to go back to her room and lie down.
After tidying up, Bai Rongbei went inside. He took off his coat and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Are you going to the hospital to see Lin Weiwei tomorrow?" he asked.
"Okay," Su Wanwan said, "Let's go see how she is. And while we're at it, let's bring Bai Si'an some clean clothes; he probably didn't bring enough."
Bai Rongbei nodded: "I have a meeting at the regiment tomorrow, so I can't go with you. Go by yourself, and drive carefully."
"Know."
The room fell silent. The glow of the kerosene lamp spread out, casting a warm, yellow light.
Bai Rongbei looked at Su Wanwan and suddenly said, "Su Wanwan."
"Um?"
"Once you're fully recovered," he said, his voice a little hoarse, "let's... move to the same room to sleep."