Yan Xinxin had just asked the question when Mo Chuxi's handsome face moved closer.
"I want to taste it—to see how the ginger tea I made turned out."
As his low, magnetic voice fell, his thin lips pressed down on hers.
Yan Xinxin held the cup of water tightly, her eyes wide open as she watched Mo Chuxi close his eyes and kiss her earnestly.
Ripples spread across her heart, carrying with them a mix of joy and sorrow.
Love...
She knew deep down that she had fallen for this man...
But this love could only be carefully hidden, with no other path available.
☆
After drinking the brown sugar ginger tea Mo Chuxi had brewed for her, Yan Xinxin woke up after resting peacefully through the night, feeling much more refreshed.
She changed back into her own clothes, noticing that the scratches on her arm seemed to be of little consequence now.
The discharge paperwork was processed quickly, and Yan Xinxin walked out of the hospital alone.
