Still, Wait For Me

Chapter 15: My all in exchange for your warm, peaceful longevity

Chapter 15: My all in exchange for your warm, peaceful longevity

From 14th April to 16th April, Xu Tingsheng took 3 days of leave.

During these unique times, taking a leave of absence was actually very easy. You simply had to go to the sick bay, clutch your head and claim to be a little dizzy. The school doctor would immediately move away from you, and from ten metres away ask you to measure your temperature with the thermometer.

Of course, you could not actually have a fever. If that were the case, you could forget about your leave. You would be quarantined on the spot first.

"No fever," Xu Tingsheng said.

The school doctor gave a sigh of relief.

"But I feel like one might be coming," Xu Tingsheng added.

After that, the school doctor would 'act arbitrarily upon demand', giving as much leave as requested. She didn't care if you would have a fever, just as long as the fever did not erupt within the school.

This day, 15th April. Xu Tingsheng would definitely not remember it wrongly.

Yet, would any differences appear in this new world, due to this flap of these butterfly's wings of his?

Xu Tingsheng could not be sure, and was therefore determined to keep watch for a few more days.

On April 14th, Xu Tingsheng followed Mr Xu around the entire day. Where Mr Xu went, he would also go. Obviously, Mr Xu was absolutely not permitted to get close to any hill, for in Xu Tingsheng's previous life, Mr Xu's accident had occurred on a hill.

Mr Xu was followed so closely he felt a little creeped out.

Xu Tingsheng could only say that he had had a nightmare, dreaming that his father had met with an accident, therefore being very worried.

Unfortunately, Mr Xu did not believe this.

On April 15th, Xu Tingsheng pretended to be ill, on tenterhooks for the entire day as he dared not to even blink. Mr Xu kept watch by his side, holding his hand, massaging his 'tiger's mouth acupoint' and his palm.
Perhaps there exists such a pair of rough, yet warm and strong hands in every person's memory. They support you as you stumble amidst your first steps, raise you amidst your growth, stand behind you as you soar into the air.

Xu Tingsheng had once lost this pair of hands. This time, he simply could not let this nightmare play out once more.

From dawn to dusk, Xu Tingsheng watched the wall clock as its arms leapt across the final gap. 15th April had safely passed without any incidents occurring. Xu Tingsheng exhaled deeply.

This day which had once left him in deep, incomparable anguish, had finally returned to normalcy.

April 16th was the last day in which Xu Tingsheng had decided to keep meticulous watch. Continuing to feign illness was not a part of his original plan. Yet, he really fell ill. His entire body was covered in cold sweat and all over his skin was the sensation of static electricity as he was also plagued by an unbearable stomachache.

In addition to the previous day of feigned illness, this was already the second day, the second consecutive day of him lying sick in bed. Mr Xu completely panicked at this point, repeatedly insisting on sending Xu Tingsheng to the hospital, but he refused to get up no matter what. Even when Mr Xu lifted him up, he would immediately struggle to lie back down.

"Endure this one day. Just this one day and all will be well," Xu Tingsheng thought.

During lunch, Xu Tingsheng had no appetite for food. Still, after Mrs Xu specially set up a steamer to boil some vermicelli, he barely managed to eat a little.