Tang Yan waved his hand and supported his forehead: "My head really hurts, I feel so uncomfortable, can you help me upstairs to rest?"
Qi Yue quickly got up: "Okay."
She helped Tang Yan upstairs and onto the bed in the bedroom.
"How are you feeling now? By the way, I also bought some cold medicine, I'll give you some later."
Qi Yue said as she got up to leave.
But, her wrist was grabbed.
"Little Yue... don't go."
Qi Yue's heart trembled slightly.
"I'm sick right now, and I don't want to be alone at home."
A few seconds later, Qi Yue finally understood that when he said don't go, he meant don't leave here.
It felt like something in her heart was gradually sinking.
She clenched her fist with one hand and looked at Tang Yan.
His dark pupils were filled with a hopeful light.
Qi Yue bit her lower lip: "But... I can't stay here forever."
"Then... wait until I recover, and then you leave, okay?" Tang Yan asked, gazing at her.
Qi Yue blinked.
