Ye Siyuan slept for three whole days, during which Si Lisao stayed by the bedside without leaving for even a moment. Eventually, exhausted, he fell asleep leaning against the chair.
When the nurse came in to change the medicine, she moved cautiously, not waking Si Lisao, and Ye Siyuan opened her eyes.
The nurse whispered, "Miss Ye, you're awake? How are you feeling? Should I call the doctor?"
Ye Siyuan had been asleep for three days, and upon waking, she felt refreshed, with no discomfort at all.
She shook her head, her gaze falling on Si Lisao.
He was asleep leaning on the chair, his long legs crossed, arms folded across his chest, with his handsome head tilted to the right. He looked lazy yet untouchable, like a majestic lion lurking on the vast grasslands, inspiring awe.
With no place to rest his head, that sleeping posture must be quite uncomfortable, right?
Ye Siyuan wanted to wake him but, glancing at the dark circles under his eyes, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
