Soul Fire (GUARDIAN BL)

Bonus: Chapter 59

The next day, morning rays of the sun caressed at Zhao's face, causing him to wake up with a gentle start.

From the moment he sat up from his bed, he felt as if his head was about to split open from the headache he had. Even words wouldn't be enough to describe the pain. Having never once tasted Nu'er Hong wine before, the fact that Zhao was able to return to his bed to sleep on was startling enough.

It was only after a while that Zhao felt himself sobering up a bit. Massaging his temple, he murmured to himself, "How did I get back here in the bed? I remember... drinking a jug of Nu'er Hong wine, but after that.. nothing..?"

Last night, having a drinking bout with SIU folks, he remember that he got cocky and drank more than he could handle but he don't remember anything else. While he was trying to suppress the headache from his hangover.

Looking around the room, the place looked tightly neat and well arranged.

"Shen Wei...!" Zhao called out.

He shouted continuously for a few times and wanted to get out his bed, but as he was feeling faint, he knew it would be better to stay in bed. He felt this splitting headache, as though the world was spinning around him, like an earthquake. Zhao had to grab onto his bed frame before he had could drop his worries!

Whilst Zhao was in the middle of thinking of a way to make the pain in his head go away, that moment, the door of their bedroom abruptly opened.

Shen Wei with his cautious walk brought a bowl that was steaming hot into the room, "What are you hurrying me for, stop shouting."

Zhao weakly said, "I'm hungry and have a splitting headache. What's that?"

"Gruel." Shen Wei simply said.

Zhao said unhappily, "There's still no meat? I want to eat braised pork."

Shen Wei sat on the edge of the bed, "You should be glad you have something to eat! Stop being picky! You can only have gruel in your current condition. And you still want braised pork? We'll see how it goes after your sober subsides!"

As he said so, he showed a face of displeasure, "Sit up straight, and eat this."

Zhao hummed, "I'm not doing that. I want meat!"

Shen Wei threatened, "Then I will bring you to the hospital!"

When he heard that, Zhao immediately sat up straight; he rather eat this gruel than going to hospital, "Actually, something light would be better."

He reached out to take the bowl of gruel, but felt his head was pounding. He could not possibly hold the bowl steadily.

Shen Wei narrowed his eyebrows and snatched the bowl back to his. "Open your mouth."

Zhao eagerly opened his mouth.

Shen Wei took a spoonful of gruel and blew on it for a while before putting it to the side of Zhao's mouth. His actions did look too caring, but the gruel did not spill and the temperature was just right. Zhao took a mouthful of the gruel that was given to him.

He swallowed it and sincerely expressed, "I would love to wake up like this everyday."

Shen Wei ignored him purposely and said stiffly, "Open your mouth."