He is too well-behaved

Chapter 7. I wish you could always be this nice to me

　　Due to health reasons, He Zhou was picked up after staying for a while.

　　When he left, he said to Shen Gusi: "Think about it carefully, Gusi, don't be impulsive."

　　Shen Gusi nodded. He knew that He Zhou was worried about him. After all, He Zhou was the only person in the world, and perhaps the only person, who truly cared about him.

　　It's just that what He Zhou said was wrong.

　　He was not impulsive, but he had foreseen the horrific ending in reality and did not want to really end up like that.

　　Besides, Shen Shen doesn't love him at all, so how could he accept a child born from a monster's belly?

　　Not long after He Zhou left, Shen Gusi sat on the bed for a while and couldn't sit still anymore. He touched his forehead and it was still hot.

　　His head was still dizzy and aching, his throat was so dry that it felt like smoking, and he was too weak to raise his hands and feet, but Shen Gusi still stubbornly moved his body little by little, sat on the edge of the bed, and prepared to get out of bed.

　　"What are you doing?"

　　The sudden scolding startled Shen Gusi. When he looked up, he found that Xu Jiashen had appeared at the door of the ward at some point.

　　He was holding a bag containing a lunch box in his hand, looking unhappy, as if he was angry that Shen Gusi got out of bed without his permission.

　　"Shen Shen?"

　　Shen Gusi didn't expect Xu Jiashen to come back. He thought he would leave him behind just like before, so for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

　　"Shen Shen, why didn't you go back?"

　　Xu Jiashen came over and put the lunch box heavily on the table beside the bed. He looked as if Shen Gusi owed him money: "What do you think?"

　　Shen Gusi smiled and said half-jokingly: "Shen Shen is worried about me, right?"

　　He didn't really think that Xu Jiashen was worried about him, but even so, Shen Gusi still felt happy.

　　Maybe I really am in his heart deep down.

　　For a moment, Shen Gusi almost wavered. His unstable heart would always waver because of Xu Jiashen's action or words.

　　He himself was a person who easily hesitated, but he remained steadfast from beginning to end in his love for Xu Jiashen.

　　Xu Jiashen denied it vigorously as if he had been told the truth: "Don't be so self-indulgent. I just feel sorry for you and I'm afraid you'll die in the hospital."

　　He opened the lunch box angrily, and inside was steaming pumpkin porridge.

　　Xu Jiashen handed the porridge to Shen Gusi and said impatiently, "Eat it quickly. I don't want to face a sick person every day."

　　Shen Gusi smiled gently, without any loss or sadness in his eyes. He raised his weak hand and took it tremblingly: "I know, thank you Shen Shen."

　　Shen Gusi, who was still running a fever, had weak hands and feet and was holding the pumpkin porridge with great effort. Suddenly, his fingers went limp and he let out a scream. The bowl fell onto the quilt and all the porridge spilled out.

　　The boiling hot pumpkin porridge was still steaming. Fortunately, the quilt blocked Shen Gusi's skin from coming into contact with it.

　　"What are you doing!" Xu Jiashen scolded.

　　Shen Gusi was dazed, and before he could recover, Xu Jiashen lifted the quilt off his body and threw it to the ground.

　　"I'm sorry Shen Shen." Shen Gusi was at a loss. He felt that Xu Jiashen was angry, and his first reaction was to apologize: "It was too hot, I didn't hold it firmly..."

　　Xu Jiashen was stunned by Shen Gusi's apology. He was not angry, but anxious, and he couldn't help but yell out out of habit.

　　In his heart, he was actually worried that Shen Gusi would get scalded, but he refused to admit it.

　　"you......"

　　Xu Jiashen was upset by Shen Gusi's overly cautious attitude, but he couldn't lose face and said, "You can't do anything well. You're sick and can't even hold a bowl."

　　As he spoke, Xu Jiashen filled a new bowl with pumpkin porridge.

　　"I'm sorry Shen Shen, let me do it. I won't do it this time." Shen Gusi said and reached out to take it, but Xu Jiashen stopped him with a glare.

　　"Want to knock it over again? Okay, just sit still and I'll feed you. Just don't make any more trouble for me."

　　"You...feed me?"

　　Shen Gusi looked at Xu Jiashen in disbelief, until Xu Jiashen scooped a spoonful of porridge and put it to his lips, he clearly felt that this was not a dream.

　　This was the first time that Shen Shen fed him porridge.

　　Shen Gusi had the urge to cry, and his eyes were already full of sparkling liquid. He said with a slightly choked voice: "Shen Shen, you don't have to be like this, I can do it myself..."

　　"Stop talking nonsense. Are you going to eat it or not? If you don't eat it, I'll be angry." Xu Jiashen interrupted.

　　Upon hearing the word "angry", Shen Gusi swallowed the porridge in the spoon in a hurry as if by reflex: "I'll eat, Shen Shen, I'll eat, don't be angry."

　　It was the first time in Xu Jiashen's life that he took care of someone else and fed someone else. He just fed the porridge one mouthful after another, not caring whether it was too hot or not, and just handed it to the person without even blowing on it.

　　"It's not hot, is it?" Xu Jiashen asked halfway through feeding the porridge.

　　Shen Gusi shook his head. The scalding hot porridge had already made his tongue numb to the point of losing sensation, but he still ate it mouthful by mouthful, feeling sweetness surging in his heart.

　　He looked at the man in front of him, and his heart beat with his every move, as if he was only temporarily staying in his body.

　　"Shen Shen."

　　"You're so nice to me."

　　If only it could always be this good.