Then, out of the blue, she said, "Can I come to you then?"
Du Heng snickered, "You're just craving my body. Keep dreaming."
With that remark, Wu Shengnan's newly formed smile froze once more.
Du Heng prepared the needle utensils and pulled back the blanket from Wu Shengnan's left foot, revealing it entirely. "Don't harbor any fantasies about me; we don't belong together. And don't get any ideas about me.
But rest assured, I won't leave you crippled. Once you're recovered, I'll help you find someone else."
While speaking, Du Heng wrinkled his brow and backed away, deliberately fanning the air with his hand. "Wu Shengnan, did you fart under the covers? It smells terrible!"
