Chapter 59: If you touch it, you have to take responsibility

I don't know how long I slept, but when Bai Shuruo woke up, she felt as if a lifetime had passed.

Above her was a expanse of white, and by her ears, medical staff were talking; some were even speaking the Fengcheng dialect.

Fengcheng people speak Cantonese, and she hadn't heard such familiar, intimate words in a long time!

That's not right, wasn't she still in Xijiang? How could she be in Fengcheng now? Could she be dead? She had heard that many people with altitude sickness died suddenly after catching a cold.

Just as Bai Shuruo was letting her imagination run wild, the ward door opened, and a tall figure walked in.

She turned to look, and it was Han Yangting!

Bai Shuruo was completely bewildered; she felt certain she must be dreaming right now. Han Yangting should be in Beishi at this time.

"Brother Han..." Bai Shuruo greeted him; even in a dream, she remained respectful toward him.

He walked over, patted her head, and said, "It's good that you're alright."

Alright?

But she clearly felt very dizzy, and her limbs felt heavy.

She often had dreams like this, dreaming that she was running, but her limbs were so heavy that no matter how she ran, she couldn't go fast.

She asked him again, "Brother Han, aren't you in Beishi? When did you get back?"

"... I've been back for half a day," Han Yangting said.

Bai Shuruo: "..."

She felt as if the two of them were not in the same space-time.

So she asked again, "Brother Han, what is the date today?"

"December 12th," Han Yangting said.

Wasn't that yesterday?

Bai Shuruo remembered fainting in the afternoon; it was impossible for her to have returned to Fengcheng so quickly in less than a day.

It's a dream, it must be a dream.

She stared at him blankly.

Seeing Bai Shuruo's dazed expression, Han Yangting thought she probably hadn't recovered yet and still needed to rest.

He had been in Beishi yesterday when he received a call from Bai Shunan in the afternoon, saying that Bai Shuruo had fainted from altitude sickness. Worried that something might happen, he immediately mobilized his family's private jet and had his butler contact several medical experts in Beishi to go to Xijiang together and bring her back to Fengcheng.

She was currently at the Fengcheng First People's Hospital.

Bai Shuruo still thought she was in a dream; she turned over and looked boldly at Han Yangting.

Since it was a dream, she could naturally say whatever she wanted; she wouldn't remember it anyway once she woke up.

"Brother Han, you look so good, even better than the Four Heavenly Kings." After saying this, she smiled like a lovesick fan.

Han Yangting looked at Bai Shuruo, puzzled.

Did she go wild after a trip to Xijiang? Or was this a side effect of the altitude sickness?

"Thank you for the compliment," he replied politely. "Just average, third best in the world."

"Brother Han, my colleagues all think you're an old man. I want to prove it to them, but I don't have a photo of you. I want to... take a picture with you, is that okay?"

Even in a dream, she was a little nervous.

Han Yangting nodded. "Of course, that's fine. Use your phone, or mine?"

"Use mine, oh, wait, where is my phone?"

"On the bedside table."

"Oh, then... Brother Han, sit over here." She patted the side of the bed enthusiastically.

The situation looked like a wife summoning her husband to hurry up and get into bed.

Han Yangting sat over, and Bai Shuruo raised her phone and pressed the front-facing camera.

On the phone screen, the two were already in the frame, but Bai Shuruo still felt something was wrong. Looking closely, it was because they were too far apart, so she sat up, leaned her head on Han Yangting's shoulder, and said, "Brother Han, get closer."

Han Yangting listened to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

She froze, feeling her whole body go numb; this was a bit too tight.

But for the sake of the selfie, she didn't care about that much.

With a "Click!", the image of the two was frozen on the phone.

Bai Shuruo brought it closer to look and was very satisfied with the photo; Han Yangting was too handsome, and in contrast to him, she didn't look good.

Looking at the photo, she sighed again.

Han Yangting, beside her, was baffled and asked, "Why is Ruoruo sighing?"

Bai Shuruo said, "It's a pity this is a dream; taking this photo is a waste of effort."

"A dream?"

Han Yangting touched Bai Shuruo's forehead to make sure she didn't have a fever.

But it was also possible that she had burned her brain when she had a fever the day before, or contracted meningitis or something.

Just as he was about to go out to call a doctor, Bai Shuruo grabbed his hand.

He turned back to look at her.

Bai Shuruo quickly let go of his hand, then bit her lip for a long while before saying, "Brother Han, actually, I have another idea. Don't you like working out? I think your muscles look very good, and I really want to touch your muscles."

Things she didn't dare do in reality might as well be realized in a dream.

Han Yangting looked at her.

You should have said so earlier; it's just touching muscles, if you want to, there's no way I wouldn't let you touch them.

But he felt the current situation wasn't appropriate and it was quite awkward, so he said, "How about we wait until we get home?"

"No!" Bai Shuruo started being willful. "I want to touch them now."

She had been suppressing herself too much in reality; couldn't she be reckless just once in a dream?

Han Yangting looked at her in confusion.

Fine, she was the one who insisted on touching.

He stood up and said, "Then touch, but you must take responsibility after touching."

"I will, of course I will, lift your clothes up..."

"Lift them yourself."

Bai Shuruo placed her hand on him, but as soon as she made contact with his body, she couldn't help but pull it back.

Strange, can the sensations in a dream be this intense?

Could it be that this isn't a dream at all?

But thinking about it carefully, if it isn't a dream, why did they meet so quickly?

She then boldly reached her hand inside.

The hospital room door suddenly opened again at this moment.

Bai Shunan walked in carrying a bouquet of yellow roses, followed by Bai Shuhua and Lin Wanfen.

The people who entered were all stunned when they saw the scene inside.

He was standing, she was sitting, and she had her hand inside his clothes... what an eyesore!

Bai Shuruo was also stunned.

This dream is terrifyingly realistic; are there really this many people in the dream too?

Bai Shunan stood at the doorway and asked, "You two, do we need to step out for a moment? And then you can... continue?"

Han Yangting unhurriedly took Bai Shuruo's hand out and said, "You all can come in."

Bai Shuruo pinched her own thigh hard; it hurt!

The television says that you don't feel pain in dreams; could it be that I've gone foolish?

Seeing Bai Shuruo pinching her own thigh, Lin Wanfen couldn't help but walk in and say, "Ruoruo, what is wrong with you? Why are you pinching your own leg?"

Bai Shuruo pinched herself a few more times before asking blankly, "Am I dreaming right now, or am I in reality?"

Lin Wanfen said, "You child, have you become delirious from your illness? Is altitude sickness really this terrifying? Can it burn out someone's brain?"

Bai Shunan put the flowers down, went over to touch Bai Shuruo's forehead, and said, "The body temperature is still normal."

Bai Shuruo hurriedly grabbed Bai Shunan's hand: "Sister, where am I right now?"