Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 369 - 204: Understanding

Shu Wan was running a high fever, her entire body like a heated little sun.

Fu Siyu touched her forehead, his brows furrowing tightly, "The fever still hasn’t subsided."

"Sleeping should help it go down."

Shu Wan managed to say a few words, feeling an unbearable pain in her throat.

Fu Siyu spooned some porridge and fed it to Shu Wan, who slowly ate it.

However, with her throat uncomfortable and her sense of taste slowly diminishing, Shu Wan really didn’t have much appetite, managing only three or four spoonfuls before she couldn’t eat anymore.

Fu Siyu set the bowl aside and supported Shu Wan’s shoulders, "Do you want to sit for a while, or continue lying down?"

"Lying down feels a bit sore, let’s sit for a while."

"Okay."

Fu Siyu tightened the blanket over Shu Wan’s shoulders, letting her lean against him, "Sit for a while, and tell me if you get tired."

"Mm."

Shu Wan was feverish and groggy, feeling hot and dizzy, everything seemed stuffy, except the faint scent from Fu Siyu which was quite pleasant; Shu Wan subconsciously nuzzled her head against Fu Siyu’s shoulder.

Fu Siyu had been adjusting the blanket when he suddenly felt a gentle touch on his shoulder, causing him to pause and instinctively look down.

Wrapped in a gray-white blanket, Shu Wan’s pale face flushed slightly from the fever, looking tempting like a water-infused peach.

Fu Siyu’s gaze deepened slightly, then shifted away, not looking at Shu Wan anymore.

Right now, Shu Wan’s mind was all foggy, not wanting to think about anything, just sitting quietly.

She didn’t know how much time had passed, and just as she was about to fall asleep, Fu Siyu gently patted her, "Lie down and sleep."

Half-asleep, Shu Wan lay down following Fu Siyu’s movements.

But as Fu Siyu was about to withdraw his hand, Shu Wan grabbed his wrist.

"What’s wrong?"

Fu Siyu thought Shu Wan wanted to say something, but after observing for a while, he realized she wasn’t fully awake.

Fu Siyu tried to move her hand away, but Shu Wan followed his arm and grabbed his shirt, "Stay with me, you smell good."

Fu Siyu’s comprehension was quite strong, piecing together Shu Wan’s intermittently spoken words; she found his scent appealing, the reason she didn’t want him to leave.

Fu Siyu’s eyes dimmed slightly, "You don’t want me to leave?"

In her dazed state, Shu Wan lacked the ability to think much, responding to Fu Siyu’s question with a simple, "Mm."

"Alright."

Fu Siyu nodded, taking hold of Shu Wan’s wrist, "You sleep, I’ll stay right here by your side."

But sitting as he was, Fu Siyu was still a bit far from Shu Wan, who subconsciously pulled at his arm, wanting to draw him closer.

Fu Siyu lowered his gaze for a moment, then let Shu Wan have her way.

When late into the night Shu Wan woke up heated, her eyes opened to see Fu Siyu’s jawline.

Her thoughts paused for a moment, seemingly trying to recall what had happened the previous night but could not remember.

"Awake? Are you thirsty?"

Fu Siyu’s eyes were already open, he half-sat up, reaching for the pre-warmed hot water nearby, "Have a drink."

Shu Wan took the cup and had a few sips, feeling somewhat more comfortable, "You said I smell good, didn’t want me to go."

It seemed Fu Siyu knew what Shu Wan wanted to ask and directly answered her unasked question.

"..."

Although it sounded peculiar, Shu Wan indeed always thought Fu Siyu’s scent was very pleasant.

Even though her body was burning up, Shu Wan could still feel her ears heating up, "It is quite nice."

"Then I’ll be here to be your pillow," Fu Siyu chuckled lightly.

He took the cup from Shu Wan’s hands, placed it back on the bedside table, then lay on his side next to her, patting his arm, "Go back to sleep."

Dizzy and disoriented, Shu Wan didn’t think much, simply leaned against his arm.

Surrounded by Fu Siyu’s subtle fragrance, Shu Wan felt her headache somewhat relieved.

In the latter part of the night, Shu Wan’s fever grew worse, her forehead intermittently breaking into sweat, her breath exuding heat.

Fu Siyu got up to cool her down with an ice towel and then administered her medicine.

The towel needed changing every minute, and each time Shu Wan woke up, she saw Fu Siyu busy trying to cool her down.

The bedroom wasn’t very warm, Fu Siyu wearing only a black home suit, sitting beside her, wringing out the towel, his handsome facial features painted with a soft halo under the light.

In the vast darkness, it felt psychologically as if the only person in the world was the one by your side.

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