When I meet the brilliance

Chapter 151 Her in His Eyes

This won't work. Jing Yu pursed her lips and gently shook He Qianshen's shoulders, "Qian Shen, Qian Shen..."

He Qianshen had a dream. In the dream, an extremely gentle voice was telling the story of Snow White. The story was obviously not very attractive, but he wanted to keep listening.

Seeing that she couldn't wake He Qianshen up, Jing Yu had to find some medicine first. The last time He Qianshen applied medicine to her ankle, she saw where he put his medicine box in the living room. Thinking of this, Jing Yu hurried to the living room, muttering as she followed her footsteps.

Jingyu opened the cabinet and saw the medicine box lying quietly inside. Jingyu opened it and saw the antipyretic medicine on the top. She saw it at a glance, but there was no thermometer. She had to take out all the medicine inside and then look for it at the innermost part of the box. When she took out half of the medicine, Jingyu suddenly stopped. Her eyes fell on a box of medicine and she picked it up with a slightly trembling hand. It was a roommate in college who had mild depression due to the pressure of postgraduate entrance examination, and the doctor prescribed this medicine.

This box of medicine had obviously been opened. Why would He Qianshen take this medicine...

She thought about the day when he was drunk and said beside her that he had thought about committing suicide. Was it that time...

The thermometer was finally found at the innermost part of the medicine box. Jing Yu poured a glass of warm water and returned to the room.

When she stood by the bed again, her eyes were not on He Qianshen, but on the open photo album on the bedside table and a blue smiley face pendant on it.

As soon as she entered the room, her attention was on He Qianshen, so she didn't notice the bedside table. But at this moment, when she wanted to put the cup of water on it, she noticed what was on the bedside table.

On the page that the album opens, on the left is a photo of them watching the sunset on the mountain, taken by a passerby. On the right is a landscape photo he took of her standing on the top of the mountain, facing the glow of the setting sun, smiling faintly.

She also had these photos. After climbing the mountain, she asked him to send her a copy of the negatives.

She picked up the blue smiley face pendant on it. The things He Qianshen had said seemed to break through the shackles of memory and became clear in her mind. She suppressed the bitterness in her heart and turned her gaze to He Qianshen.

After putting the thermometer away, she went to the refrigerator to get an ice pack, then wrapped it with a thin towel and placed it on He Qianshen's forehead.

While waiting, she moved a stool to sit beside the bed, reached out and picked up the photo album, murmured and lay down at her feet obediently.

Under the simple black cover, most of the books are her photos.

The album is A4 in size, with only one photo on each side, and there is a horizontal bookmark under the photo with a few lines of small words on it.

He Qianshen's handwriting was not very beautiful, but it was very neat and straight, as if he had practiced according to a copybook.

Jingyu started by looking at the pictures one by one.

The first photo was taken when she was a freshman at the college’s New Year’s Eve party. She was one of the hosts and the photo was taken from the angle of an audience seat.

The bookmark reads: The first time you step into Heda, it seems very close to you, but in fact it is farther away.

The second photo seemed to be from a physical education class in the second semester of her freshman year. The weather had just warmed up, and she was standing on the playground with her eyes closed, basking in the sun, with a faint smile on her lips. She remembered that Zhuozhuo took the photo at that time, and then she thought the mood was good, so she posted a Weibo. Jingyu looked at the lower right corner of the photo, where there was a watermark of her Weibo ID.

The bookmark reads: Brilliant and bright, free and warm

The third picture, the fourth picture... Her hand stopped flipping through the pages and she gently stroked the picture. It was her first time to commentate on the K League and she asked the staff to help take a picture of her standing on the commentary desk. She posted it on Weibo that day.

What stunned her was the bookmark under the picture that read: How could I not come? We are just separated by a wall. I am looking forward to the day when we will be on the same stage together.

Jing Yu remembered deeply that she especially hoped that he could come to the scene that day. When he said that he couldn't go because of something, she felt disappointed. She didn't expect that he would actually go...

Looking back at the past, he gradually entered her life. Whenever she felt that he was special to her, he would distance himself from her. His hot and cold attitude made her unable to guess his thoughts. At that time, he thought that he only cared about her as a colleague, and it was her approach that made him keep his distance. So when she heard that Sister Liu wanted him to be a couple with Xiaotang, she confessed on impulse.

Now that she knew his feelings, it turned out that it was all because of her. Indeed, if he was overly enthusiastic when they first met, she would think he had bad intentions. Jing Yu smiled bitterly.

The thermometer was almost up, Jing Yu took it out and looked at it. It was 38.7 degrees. She breathed a sigh of relief. If it was any higher, she would have to send him to the hospital no matter what.

"Qian Shen Qian Shen, wake up, Qian Shen Qian Shen..." This time Jing Yu's voice was a little louder, and he moved a little closer. After several consecutive shouts, Jing Yu saw He Qian Shen open his eyes.

Jing Yu's eyes lit up and she was about to speak when the person on the bed suddenly moved. The next second, her hand was suddenly grasped tightly by him. Then he looked at her steadily with his dim eyes, without any other movement.

He Qianshen's hands were very hot. She was obviously weak but now she seemed to have used all her strength. If she moved slightly, the force would be even stronger. Jing Yu had no choice but to give up, and then said helplessly: "How can I get you medicine if you hold me like this?"

After the words fell, He Qianshen had not let go. Jing Yu saw his cracked lips move, and a hoarse voice rang out softly: "I still want to hear Snow White."

Jing Yu's eyes trembled, and her lips pursed up involuntarily. After a long while, she said, "Okay, but you take the medicine first."

He Qianshen didn't say anything, his left hand still holding her hand, his eyes still looking at him motionlessly.

Jing Yu sighed lightly and had to hand him the medicine with one hand. He Qianshen took it with the other hand and put it directly into his mouth. Jing Yu saw his Adam's apple rolling and he swallowed it. She frowned slightly. His throat should be dry at this time, and it would not be comfortable to swallow the medicine so raw.

She handed the water over, but because she wasn't sure if he would move, she said, "After you drink the water, the story will begin."

Then he took the cup without any hesitation, raised his head with great effort, and drank from it in big gulps. In a moment, there was no water left in the cup.

Jing Yu felt helpless and amused, but when she thought that the person in front of her was sick, she didn't feel angry at all. After taking the cup, she put it on the bedside table, and then her gaze returned to He Qianshen.

At this time, he was still looking at her. Jing Yu suspected that he had not even blinked, as if she would disappear as soon as he closed his eyes. However, being stared at like this, Jing Yu didn't know what to say, so she said again: "Close your eyes and rest for a while."

(End of this chapter)