I Dreamt of You (1)

You could drink two bottles of medicine at once, but you couldn’t use two Revocation cards simultaneously.

Jiang Xiaoman could not use another Revocation Card on Yu Qingshi, and she felt more and more distressed. Looking at his wet eyes, her heart turned even softer.

Although he didn’t say anything to blame her, this made Jiang Xiaoman’s conscience hurt even more.

Yu Qingshi said, “Go back to rest first. Grandma and Uncle will definitely be looking for you soon. If they can’t find you, they will be worried.”

The banquet outside was still very lively, and there were indeed a lot of things she could help with.

Jiang Xiaoman was very reluctant to leave, but she had no choice but to harden her resolve. Before leaving, she urged Yu Qingshi to call her if he felt uncomfortable.

Naturally, Yu Qingshi agreed, so he nodded obediently and let her go.

One night passed and there wasn’t any news from Yu Qingshi, and he didn’t bother Jiang Xiaoman.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Xiaoman tossed and turned and couldn’t sleep. She was very worried about him, so she got up and went to Yu Qingshi’s room.

Yu Qingshi was sleeping very lightly, and soon noticed her coming in.

“Xiaoman.” Yu Qingshi called out with a heavy nasal voice. He turned on the bedside lamp, and the ambiguous dim light spread, illuminating Jiang Xiaoman’s face.

To be honest, if someone suddenly appeared at your bedside in the middle of the night, it would definitely be too scary for ordinary people. But Yu Qingshi’s vision had a 2.8 meter thick love filter applied, so not only did he not feel afraid, he even felt that she was cute at this time. Even her uncombed hair that looked messy was cute.

Jiang Xiaoman squatted down and asked, “Are you sick?”

When she left before, he didn’t sound like that.

Jiang Xiaoman doubtfully touched his face, and found that it was slightly hot.

This time, it was no longer the scorching heat of lust, but the scalding heat of fever.

The system’s medicine did not have such strong side effects. After being hollowed out before, Yu Qingshi had almost recovered after a short rest, and this should not have resulted in a fever.

The reason why he had a fever was because of the cold shower he took; he had caught a cold.

Yu Qingshi felt that her fingers were cool and comfortable.

Yu Qingshi didn’t think this was a big problem; he was a strong man. His metabolism was fast and his body was also very resilient. Nevermind a small fever, even if he was wounded, new flesh would grow back in 1-2 days.

He only felt a little drowsy, so he just wanted to sleep and not bother Jiang Xiaoman.

But Jiang Xiaoman didn’t think the same.

Minor illnesses could easily lead to serious illnesses, and even after serious illnesses were cured, the person would still have suffered.

She wanted to ask the doctor to see him, but it was a little troublesome in the middle of the night. Fortunately, there were always medical kits in the villa. Jiang Xiaoman went and got some fever medicine and brought it back to Yu Qingshi.

Jiang Xiaoman left his room only after feeding Yu Qingshi the medicine.

The medicine made him a bit sleepy, so Yu Qingshi went to sleep not long after taking it. When he woke up again, it was already the next day.

Light had just appeared in the morning sky. Yu Qingshi opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for a while, feeling as if he had a dream last night.

In the dream, Jiang Xiaoman came to see him.

Turning his head, Yu Qingshi saw the glass on the bedside table with some water left, and instantly showed a smile.

It wasn’t a dream; Jiang Xiaoman really became a snail girl all night¹.

Yu Qingshi was in a good mood. He immediately got out of bed, washed himself, changed his clothes and went to find Jiang Xiaoman.

He moved quickly without being sloppy, and there was no trace of the illness from last night at all.

Young people were worthy of being young people; their resilience was simply amazing.

Yu Qingshi slept really well, but Jiang Xiaoman had been tossing and turning all night and did not sleep well.

When she woke up the next day, Jiang Xiaoman’s complexion was not quite right. There was a faint blue circle under her eyes, and she looked a little miserable.

Yu Qingshi stood at the door waiting for her, and the two of them went together for breakfast.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoman, Yu Qingshi felt ripples in his heart. He hesitated for a while and took the initiative to grab her hand and hold it.

Jiang Xiaoman didn’t resist and let him lead. She obediently followed him with her small head drooping.

Yu Qingshi was secretly even happier in his heart. He held her tightly and asked her softly, “Have you rested yet?”

“No,” Jiang Xiaoman nodded and said, “I dreamt of you last night.”

She dreamt about him?

Yu Qingshi was ecstatic. If he remembered correctly, this was the first time Jiang Xiaoman took the initiative to mention her dreams.

Was it like he thought?

“I… how was I in your dream?” Yu Qingshi asked her with a hint of joy.

“I dreamt that something bad happened to you, and you said that even if you became a ghost, you wouldn’t let me go.” Jiang Xiaoman had a sad face, feeling extremely guilty.

“…” Yu Qingshi was dumbfounded and didn’t speak for a long time. Finally, he only said, “That’s impossible.”

She could really come up with all kinds of things. Yu Qingshi was speechless.

The two talked in a low voice all the way to the dining room.

At this time, it was not that early in the morning anymore. The bustling guests from last night had mostly left, but there were still some guests remaining.

They were suffering from hangovers right now, and no one came for breakfast at all.

There was a huge dining room with only Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi in it.

Footnote:

¹ Refers to a story where a man helped a snail he found on the road and brought it back and let it live in a jar in his house. At night, the snail secretly turned into a woman and cooked for him to repay his kindness.