"no, i have no appetite," qiao zhi said, shaking her head. she leaned back against the pillows and a sudden, violent chill wracked her body, making her teeth chatter. a layer of goosebumps erupted on her arms. "yangjin… come sit closer. next to me. i'm cold."
yangjin's eyes widened in frustration at herself. "i should have brought a blanket! or a coat! i was in such a hurry i didn't even think." she immediately sat down on the bed beside qiao zhi, shuffling close until their sides were pressed together. she pulled the thin summer quilt up over qiao zhi's body. "is this better?"
qiao zhi leaned her head against yangjin's shoulder, inhaling her familiar, sweet scent. the warmth radiating from yangjin's body was a million times better than any blanket. "much better," she murmured. her cheeks, already flushed from the fever, grew even hotter.
