FOD: Xue Zi Xuan 15.10

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Chapter 15.10 – Bellflower in Full Bloom

Xue Zi Xuan returned to the ward and stared straight at the comatose teenager lying on the hospital bed. He was nineteen years old and he had grown a lot taller, but his figure was still thin. His lips opened and closed, and he seemed to be whispering something.

Xue Zi Xuan leaned in to listen and found that the youth was calling out for “Brother.” His tone was very fragile and there was a deeply fond attachment hidden in his voice.

At that moment, Xue Zi Xuan’s composure and calmness that he forcefully pretended to have completely collapsed. He pressed his face against the youngster’s scalding cheek. His throat choked up with emotion. He missed the youth so much. When he saw him again for the first time, he really wanted to find a cage to lock him up in. He also wanted to meld the boy into his very flesh and bone.

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After finally calming down, Xue Zi Xuan raised his head and stroked the boy’s cheeks with trembling hands. He spat out some extremely threatening words, “Xiao Yi, you’re too naughty. If you run away from home again in the future, Brother will definitely break your legs.”

“Boss, this is Young Master Huang’s ID. Vincent gave it to me just now.” The assistant pushed open the door and came in. He saw the boss with reddened eyes and tears streaked down his face. A hint of shock flashed through his eyes. He never thought that there would come a time when his cold-faced, cold-hearted, and dignified boss would forget himself like this.

Xue Zi Xuan took the ID and looked at it. Yusuf Chou. It was a very common English name.

[T/N: Yusuf Chou was written in English in the raws. Sometimes Zhou can get transliterated as Chou. It depends on how the person listening interprets the Chinese word into English letters.]

“Why is the surname Zhou?” Xue Zi Xuan was a bit confounded, but he didn’t delve into it. It was normal for the teenager to want to throw away his past experiences and start anew.

“It’s three o’clock in the morning. You must be tired too. Go find a hotel to get some rest.” He waved at the assistant.

“What about you?” The assistant hesitated.

“I will be here to accompany Xiao Yi. Bring breakfast tomorrow morning. Make it Chinese food, preferably something like congee or soup.” Xue Zi Xuan ordered, while wetting a cotton swab and gently wiping the boy’s dried and chapped lips.

“Okay, I’ll put the luggage in the cabinet.”

Fortunately, Vincent had booked a VIP ward. It had one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen, and one bathroom, as well as sofas, wardrobes, desks, and other furniture. The assistant put away the boss’s luggage before leaving.

Xue Zi Xuan wrung the water out of a hot towel and then gave the sweaty teenager a sponge bath. After wiping down the youth, Xue Zi Xuan also took a shower. Then he squeezed into the bed, holding the teenager tightly in his arms. This time, he slept without taking a lot of sleeping pills and had no dreams all night.

The next day, when Zhou Yun Sheng woke up, his body felt sore all over and his limbs were very weak. A hot breath blew by his ear, causing him to turn his head to take a look.

“You- you- you, why are you here?” Zhou Yun Sheng was so shocked that he couldn’t even speak.

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“You were sick. You called me and said you missed me. You said you wanted me to kiss you, hug you, and to quickly take you to the hospital, so I came.” Xue Zi Xuan lay on his side beside the boy. One of his hands was placed under the boy’s neck and the other hand was placed on his slender waist.

“Nonsense!” Zhou Yun Sheng flatly denied.

His brain was muddled from sickness. He didn’t even know that he had spoken the truth inside his heart while he was feeling vulnerable from illness. What kissing and hugging? As if he would say such embarrassing things. Nope, he definitely did not say such things!

“You don’t believe it? Then listen to this.” Xue Zi Xuan took out his phone and started playing the audio. This phone call was undoubtedly his most precious memory – it was the most important, not one of the most – of course he would keep it forever.

Zhou Yun Sheng’s pale complexion gradually turned red, and he couldn’t believe that the person who was crying and acting like a baby on the phone was him.

People say that when you are sick, the first person that you think of is your most important person.

Zhou Yun Sheng didn’t know if this sentence was true or not, but after thinking about it carefully, in this world, it seemed that only Xue Zi Xuan was his one and only concern and regret.

The audio was recorded for a long time, not even missing the sound of his own breathing when he fell asleep. Xue Zixuan listened with relish, but Zhou Yun Sheng felt extremely ashamed and annoyed, so he grabbed the phone and turned it off.

Zhou Yun Sheng touched his flushed cheeks and said with sincerity, “Thank you for coming all the way here.”

“There is no need to say thank you between us. It makes me happy to know that the first person you think of when you’re having a hard time is me.” Xue Zi Xuan hugged the youth tightly, and used his cheek to feel the temperature of the boy’s forehead. He smiled, “The fever is broken. Just wait a bit more. Soon we will be leaving the hospital and returning home!”

“Returning back to which home?” Zhou Yun Sheng asked stupidly. After a serious illness, his mind wasn’t churning as fast.

“Which home do you want to go back to? Wherever you are is wherever my home is.” Xue Zi Xuan looked straight into the boy’s eyes.

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