In her past life, cooking and delivering meals had become the top priority for Cheng Chu every day.

On a not-so-hot autumn noon, a gentle breeze blew into the corridor as Cheng Chu stood at the door of the hospital room and knocked.

Inside, there was a flurry of anxious activity. Cheng Chu tiptoed and peered through the small glass window on the door, seeing Gu Miao frantically working on his computer.

She pursed her lips and walked in with a stern face.

Seeing the bloodshot eyes of Gu Miao, Cheng Chu became even angrier and her tone became harsher, "You just had your myopia surgery not long ago and haven't fully recovered yet. You can't use your eyes like this."

It was only these past few days that Cheng Chu learned from the doctor that Gu Miao had recently undergone myopia surgery.

Now, he had not fully recovered and had been in a car accident, with a backlog of work piling up, forcing him to complete his work while lying in bed. The autumn breeze lifted the gauze curtains, and the morning rain brought a fresh scent of water in the air.

Gu Miao's leg was still wrapped in a cast, and his stiff hand held a laptop, looking somewhat lost as he lay half-reclined on the bed, neither moving nor still.

He hung his head, his eyelashes trembling slightly, looking pitiful.

At the sight of him, Cheng Chu's heart softened. She remembered her harsh tone earlier and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"Um...I was just worried about your health," she squeezed her fingertips and softened her tone slightly.

"I didn't mean to be so harsh."

The man paused, warmth slowly spreading in his eyes.

"Okay," he obediently nodded, putting the laptop aside on the table and whispering, "I'll take good care of myself." 

The man, who was usually cold and aloof, hung his head and slouched his shoulders, looking cautious and guarded. It melted Cheng Chu's heart completely.

She walked over and gently held his hand.

His broad palm trembled slightly, as if not used to such intimacy, but also reluctant to let go.

Cheng Chu lowered her eyes and said softly, "Your eyes are red, it hurts me to see."

That hand stiffened for a moment, then softened the next.

His voice was hoarse, and his heart was already pounding almost frantically, but his tone was low and calm, with a forced composure: "I'll only look for a little while every day from now on, really."

"Mm." Cheng Chu nodded, a faint smile spreading across her lips.

She looked up at the red blood vessels in his eyes and gently furrowed her brow. 

"I'll go get some eye drops for you." 

Gu Miao's fingertips trembled as he nodded and said, "It's in the bottom drawer."

When Cheng Chu returned, she held a small bottle of eye drops in his hand. As she twisted it open, he said, "Lie down, I'll help you apply it."

He couldn't believe his eyes as he looked at her. His red and tired eyes were still shining with a glimmer of light.

Cheng Chu smiled to himself. Why was he acting so surprised and grateful every day? What would happen in the future?

She leaned over and gently pushed his stiff shoulders back. "Lie down," she repeated softly.

He finally reacted and followed Cheng Chu's movements, leaning back against the headboard and tilting his head slightly.

His face was cold and expressionless, but his tightly clenched hands and slightly trembling eyelashes revealed his inner anticipation and nervousness. For some reason, Cheng Chu found him particularly adorable.

Her voice became a little lighter, "Don't be nervous."

"I, I'm not," Gu Miao said, his tone betraying his extreme nervousness.

Cheng Chu smiled, her eyes curved, "Okay, if you say so. But I want to tell you, you don't have to hold your breath when using eye drops."

It was only then that Gu Miao realized he had been holding his breath, and his cheeks were already bright red.

He took a deep breath, but even his ears turned red this time.

A smile as gentle as spring water overflowed from Cheng Chu's clear eyes, and she leaned in slightly.

At that moment, Gu Miao felt like his heart had stopped beating.

She was so close.

He looked up, his dark eyes gazing at the girl, revealing a hint of shyness and anticipation. 

With a soft 'plop', the eye drops fell into his eyes and he couldn't help but blink. A cool sensation spread through his dry and painful eyes, accompanied by a faint fragrance from the girl, causing Gu Miao's heart to tremble.

His hand, tightly clenched, had turned white from the force of his excitement, making him feel dizzy.

"Okay, close your eyes and rest for a while."

The faint fragrance gradually dissipated with the autumn breeze.

Gu Miao closed his eyes, feeling lost and melancholic. The world was dark, but his heart was stirred, causing gentle and warm ripples.

The autumn breeze brought a slight chill, but the room was filled with warmth.

~

Gu Miao's recovery was going well, and soon the doctor said he could be discharged. 

However, his leg was still in a cast and he would have to use a wheelchair for a while.

As autumn drew to a close, the air grew colder with the approach of winter.

Cheng Chu pushed Gu Miao out of the hospital.

The driver called to say he might be delayed due to traffic.

Although the private hospital was somewhat remote, it was exceptionally quiet.

"Let me take you for a walk," Cheng Chu said.

Behind the hospital was a garden, but in the winter, the trees had shed their leaves, leaving only bare branches swaying in the wind.

Gu Miao pursed his lips and said, "Why don't you rest on the chair next to us for a while?"

Pushing him was so tiring.

Cheng Chu thought Gu Miao didn't want to walk, and she felt a little disappointed as she lowered her eyes. "Okay."

She bent down and brushed away the fallen leaves on the chair before sitting down carefully.

The cold wind howled, blowing the girl's stray hair across her cheeks.

Gu Miao looked at her, his dark eyes flickering slightly.

His fingers curled slightly, revealing a hint of hesitation. The girl turned her head to look at him. 

"What's wrong?" she asked, while gently smoothing her hair with her hand. 

Gu Miao trembled his eyelashes with a hint of disappointment, but didn't say anything. Cheng Chu blinked in confusion, wanting to ask what was going on, but his phone in his pocket vibrated. 

The driver said they had arrived. Gu Miao's personal assistant also came this time. He had been with Gu Miao for two years and was accustomed to reading his expressions. With just a fleeting glance, he understood what Gu Miao meant. 

"Madam, let me push the wheelchair," he said obediently as he walked up. 

Since he said so, Cheng Chu didn't refuse. 

The distance from the hospital to home was quite far, about an hour's drive, and no one spoke in the car. The road was bumpy, and Cheng Chu felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier until she unknowingly fell asleep. Unconsciously, she leaned to the side. 

The car was heated, and Gu Miao half-closed his eyes, feeling drowsy. Suddenly, his shoulder sank. His heart trembled, and he turned his head slightly. A ray of light quietly fell on the girl's hair, and she leaned on his shoulder, breathing with a warmth and peace that winter lacked. 

Gently, it made Gu Miao's heart beat faster. The car was very quiet, and he unconsciously held his breath, but only heard his own heart beating louder and louder, accompanied by the girl's gentle breathing, like an electric current spreading throughout his body, causing a tingling sensation. 

He pursed his lips, but couldn't suppress the joy that overflowed from the bottom of his heart. A smile spread across his always dark eyes, slowly spreading from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. 

The assistant quietly glanced at them and quickly found a blanket to hand over. Gu Miao looked at him approvingly, then lowered his gaze and gently covered the girl with a blanket.

After a while, the car gradually stopped.

Cheng Chu frowned and opened her eyes. "Are we there yet?"

Gu Miao whispered, "Yes."

The warmth on his shoulder quietly disappeared.

He felt like the journey was so short.

The girl's face was still marked with a light sleep mark, and her peach blossom eyes were hazy.

"Did I sleep on you just now?" Cheng Chu apologized, "Next time, just wake me up."

She was still injured and not very comfortable, and she felt guilty that Gu Miao had not moved for almost an hour just to accommodate her. 

Gu Miao lowered his gaze and looked at her, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Mm."

He agreed on the surface, but he knew in his heart that he would never do such a thing.

Cheng Chu rubbed her eyes and whispered, "Let me help you down."

Gu Miao stiffened for a moment before nodding slightly. "Let Xiao Zhang come with us."

Back at home, there were still many daily chores to take care of. In fact, Xiao Zhang had already taken care of most of them, but there were still some left for Cheng Chu to do.

She listened attentively to Xiao Zhang's instructions, including dietary precautions and medication schedules.

The villa that she never wanted to stay in for a moment in her past life now seemed particularly lovely.

At night, a chilly wind blew in.

Cheng Chu stood in front of Gu Miao's door and knocked. "Can I come in?"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. 

"Okay," his hoarse voice blended into the night, tinged with a hint of eager excitement.

Cheng Chu pushed open the door and entered.

The man was half-lying on the bed, still holding a book in his hand.

Seeing Cheng Chu's gaze fall on the book, he explained somewhat nervously, "I have the light on, it won't strain my eyes."

Cheng Chu couldn't help but chuckle, "I'm not blaming you, why are you so afraid of me?"

"I'm not," he lowered his gaze, feeling a bit at a loss and pursing his lips.

"Alright, alright," Cheng Chu stopped teasing him, "I'm moving in to sleep here tonight."

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

After what felt like an eternity, Gu Miao finally found his voice amidst his almost disappearing breath.

"What, what did you say?"

His heart felt like it was about to explode, not even noticing his own stutter.

A ray of moonlight shone in. The girl stood by the door, dressed in a delicate pink silk pajama that accentuated her snow-white skin. Her curly black hair cascaded down her chest, and her sparkling peach blossom eyes gazed directly at him, emitting a faint glow.

She looked incredibly serious.

As she blinked her big eyes, stars seemed to twinkle inside them.

"I'm thinking of moving in tonight," she said with a clear voice that echoed in the moonlight, making Gu Miao's heart tremble.

He felt his heart beating erratically, his throat dry, and his mind gradually losing focus.

Unaware of his reaction, the girl continued, "You still have your cast on, and I'm afraid you might have trouble getting up to go to the bathroom at night."

He felt his entire body stiffen.

Go to the bathroom?

"No," he said, his Adam's apple bobbing as he vehemently refused. "How, how could you!" 

But Cheng Chu knew exactly how to handle him. 

She pouted and said in a coquettish voice, "I'm afraid to sleep alone." 

Heaven knows, ever since moving into this house, she's always been sleeping alone. 

But Gu Miao ignored the lie in her words and just instinctively furrowed his brow, struggling on his cold face. 

"Is it okay?" She walked over and gently tugged on his sleeve. 

Her voice was soft and sweet, like a piece of cotton candy that collided with Gu Miao's heart and then slowly melted away without a sound. He almost lost his sanity and all his ability to think. 

"Okay." He gritted his teeth and replied hoarsely. 

The cold wind at night beat against the window, making a muffled sound. 

Gu Miao hardly dared to move, and every breath was filled with the scent of the girl. 

It was a kind of scent that made his heart flutter and he couldn't help but be drawn to it. He quietly took a few deep breaths, feeling his heart fill with sweetness. 

It was the girl he used to think about and his heart would dance with just the thought of her. 

Gu Miao turned to the side, his eyes falling on the gentle moonlight. 

But now she was right beside him. 

The room was quiet, as if even the howling wind outside had stopped. Gu Miao saw the girl next to him move slightly and he nervously closed his eyes. He couldn't let her catch him! 

He couldn't help but hold his breath and listen carefully. There was a rustling sound of the sheets and the warmth next to him quietly moved away. Where was she going? 

Gu Miao's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but open his eyes. The door to the bathroom in the distance made a soft "click" sound. 

His tense body relaxed. It was quiet at night, and he heard footsteps, so he quickly closed his eyes again. But gradually, something seemed off. Gu Miao felt his blanket being lifted, and something soft slowly approached him. 

Then, it slowly pressed against his arm and slipped into his already stiff embrace. 

His heart stopped beating, and all the blood in his body froze. He could no longer pretend to be asleep. 

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