Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Qin Zhiâai turned and threw one look at Gu Yusheng. She had wanted to say âIâm fineâ but, before she could, her body curled over and she began to throw up again.
As she had already digested her lunch, only a sour fluid came out of her mouth. She threw up for some time, until her entire body was weak and she started to tremble lightly.
A barely noticeable look of concern washed over Gu Yushengâs eyes as her face became increasingly pale. In the next instant, he reached out his hand and grabbed her elbow. âLetâs go to the hospital...â
âNo,â Qin Zhiâai protested.
She had never considered letting another soul know about her pregnancy and, if they were to go to the hospital, he would certainly find out.
Her dry retching continued for a while before she managed to suppress her nauseousness. âItâs okay. I... Iâm... fine...â she stuttered weakly.
As she spoke, she started to throw up again, and this time it was worse than before.
How can she be okay when sheâs vomiting like this?
Gu Yushengâs face twisted into a scowl. Ignoring her objections, he bent down and lifted her up.
Qin Zhiâai jumped away from his arms reflexively and back tracked a few steps. Leaning against the front of his car feebly, she took a few deep breaths before she flashed him a smile and said, âWe can really give the hospital a pass. Iâm fine.â
Eyeing her ghostly pale face, Gu Yushengâs brows twitched and he said nothing.
As the nauseousness subsided, Qin Zhiâaiâs voice sounded stronger. âMy stomach has been just a little upset these past couple of days.â
Seeing an improvement in her condition, Gu Yushengâs face loosened up slightly. âDid you go to the hospital? Get some medicine? Or a body scan?â
âYes, Iâve been taking some medicine for a few days,â Qin Zhiâai replied haltingly because she was lying.
Gu Yusheng didnât say anything else. Walking up to his car, he opened the trunk and retrieved a bottle of mineral water. After twisting it open, he passed it to Qin Zhiâai.
âThank you.â Qin Zhiâai took it and rinsed her mouth before drinking half the bottle. Feeling better, she turned and smiled at Gu Yusheng. Afraid that he would see through her lies, she pondered slightly and proceeded to weave a cover-up. âIt was probably a stomachache; Iâve been eating spicy mala soup with Nuannuan at a roadside stall for the past two days.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Convinced that she was truly alright, Gu Yusheng resumed his usual indifferent expression and leaned against his car casually like her. âRoadside stalls are not hygienic, so itâs best not to eat their food.â
âWell, sometimes we have cravings...â
âMm,â Gu Yusheng replied distractedly, as if he was thinking about something else already.
Qin Zhiâai could tell from his tone of voice that he was being perfunctory. Turning her head to look at him, she affirmed that his thoughts had drifted away long ago, so she stopped talking.
A long silence ensued.
Qin Zhiâai only straightened her back when Wu Hao walked out of their apartment.
His eyes were red from crying and, as he made his way to Gu Yushengâs car, he dug out his wallet from his pocket to take out a bank card. Handing it to Qin Zhiâai, he said, âXiaoâai, please give this to Nuannuan for me.â
Would he need to ask for my help if Nuannuan had been willing to accept this?
Qin Zhiâai didnât accept the card or even look at him. It was as if he didnât exist. Saying goodbye to Gu Yusheng, she left.