Chapter 1397: Lu Feifei Confesses to Zichen

Her gaze kept drifting toward Litian's direction, intentionally or otherwise, as if she were very worried.

"Let's go, don't stand at the gate, let's go have a big meal," Jian Yixin suggested.

The exams were over, so it was only right to have a good meal to celebrate.

The strange thing was that while the adults and Moli all agreed, Zichen and Litian were against it.

Litian said he was too sleepy and wanted to go home to sleep.

Zichen, that foodie, was also against it, also saying he was too sleepy and wanted to go home to sleep!

Although the two boys weren't going themselves, they encouraged their parents to go out and "celebrate," saying they could just go home by themselves, they could take a taxi or use Didi.

Celebrating the end of their College Entrance Examination, but without them?

Besides, what was there for the adults to celebrate?

In the end, they went their separate ways; Jian Yixin's family of three went to have a big meal to celebrate, and Sheng Hanyu's family of four went home!

It didn't matter where they celebrated, as long as the family was together.

Along the way, the brothers were both acting strange.

One moment, they would happily say that the exams were finally over, and they were going to have a good time, eat well, and sleep well...

The next moment, the two would be whispering in the backseat, their voices low, and the two sitting in the front couldn't hear what they were saying.

They arrived home.

As soon as the brothers got out of the car, they went to Litian's room and closed the door; people outside didn't know what they were talking about.

Inside the room.

Zichen said helplessly: "How many times do I have to tell you before you understand? I've already said it many times, I don't want to say it again."

Litian glared hard at Zichen, his eyes wide and round, his fists clenched tight: "If you didn't provoke her, would she confess to you?"

"I'll say it one last time, I didn't provoke her. If you want to talk about provocation, it would be that love letter from back then, but that was a prank, you all know that..."

Zichen was frazzled by Litian's pestering and didn't know what to do.

That's right, what Moli said at the school gate was correct.

When Zichen walked out of the exam hall, he was stopped by Lu Feifei.

Outside the teaching building, Lu Feifei confessed to Zichen, saying, "I like you, do you like me?"

Zichen said, "I like you, I like all the students in Class Twelve."

This sentence hurt Lu Feifei; she said, "Be serious, I am confessing to you, it's that kind of liking, not the kind you're talking about."

Zichen understood now; he told Lu Feifei, "The way I like you is the same way I like all my classmates, but the way my brother Litian likes you is the only way he likes you."

Lu Feifei was very angry; she said, "If you don't like me, just say it directly, don't drag others into it."

So Zichen said it directly: "I don't like you!"

Lu Feifei said, "Get lost!"

Zichen "got lost"; he walked in front, Lu Feifei walked behind, the two of them one after the other, and they were almost the last to leave the school.

Moli's casual remark about a "confession" was unintentional, just something said in passing.

Yet it reminded Litian, and Litian kept asking about it secretly in the car, asking endlessly until he got an answer.

Zichen was afraid Litian would be hurt, so he didn't say anything at first.

Later, he couldn't withstand his brother's constant pestering, so he told him, but he told the truth, and his brother was still hurt, very hurt.

Litian finally accepted the reality, but he felt even more dejected.

He didn't speak, and Zichen was worried, saying to him: "Don't just sit there in silence, I can promise you I really didn't provoke her."

"I know you didn't provoke her, you go out, I want to be alone for a while."

Litian was very sad; he had originally planned to get into his dream university and then confess to the girl he loved.

But he hadn't expected the girl he loved to be faster than him, confessing before he could, only the object of her confession wasn't him!

"I'm going out then, try to think positively, I really don't like her." Zichen explained again.

"I know, I don't blame you, if I have to blame anyone, I blame myself."

After Zichen left, he buried his head in the quilt.

He was very sad, but thinking about it carefully, it was normal for Lu Feifei not to like him and to like his older brother instead.

Zichen was the Class Monitor, handsome and sunny, and warm-hearted toward others.

In the class, it wasn't just Lu Feifei; many other female students liked him, while he was just a little follower trailing behind his brother.

He wasn't handsome enough, was usually quiet and reserved, and apart from his excellent performance at the first sports meet, he hadn't had a single thing to show for himself since...

Three days later.

After Shi Youxuan knocked on Litian's door again and heard no sound, she decided to have the gardener at home break the door down!

"Bang!"

The door was broken open.

Shi Youxuan led the way into the bedroom; Litian was still sleeping, and even the loud sound of the door being broken hadn't woken him up.

She said to Zhang Ma: "Is this child sick? No, I have to call a doctor."

Zhang Ma said: "I don't think that's necessary. I've heard that many children are like this after the College Entrance Examination; they are so exhausted that they will sleep for a very long time at once to make up for the sleep they missed."

"He hasn't eaten or drunk water for three days; if this continues, will he starve himself to death just by sleeping?"

Shi Youxuan was still worried and finally decided to call a doctor to come and take a look.

The doctor arrived and performed a brief examination.

His expression was a bit grave: "Madam, the Second Young Master seems to have been stimulated before he went to sleep. Subconsciously, he doesn't want to wake up, and combined with extreme fatigue, it results in his current state."

The doctor said this condition is called something like a light coma or somnolence syndrome.

If no one takes care of him, it is truly possible that he will never wake up, and will die of thirst or hunger in his sleep.

"What should we do then?"

"Please think of a way quickly to make him wake up."

Shi Youxuan was incredibly anxious; the doctor must still have a way.

He injected Litian with a medication to treat depression and then had someone observe him.

Zichen volunteered for this task, saying he had a way to make Litian wake up quickly.

If he could wake up within half an hour, there would be no major issues.

If he could not, they would have to insert a urinary catheter.

If a person does not go to the restroom for a long time, problems will arise.

Zichen stayed by Litian's side and chased everyone out, including his own mother.

He knew that heart disease requires heart medicine; after everyone had left, he grabbed Litian's hand and said to him, "Little brother, wake up. Don't worry, I really don't like Lu Feifei, and I will never compete with you..."

Ten minutes passed, and Litian still had not moved.

Fifteen minutes passed, and he finally opened his eyes, asking strangely, "Brother? Why are you in my room? How did you get in, and why are you crying?"

Then, without waiting for his brother to give an answer, he hurriedly jumped out of bed and ran toward the restroom.

A full three minutes.

He finally came out.

He asked the same question as before: "How did you all get in?"

Now, there were not only Zichen in the room, but also other family members and a stranger wearing a white coat.

Shi Youxuan: "We broke down the door and barged in."

"Litian, you scared us to death. You slept for three whole days and nights without even a stir."

"Really? I felt like I only slept for a little while."

Although he said that, he looked refreshed and clear-eyed, as if he had slept well.

At the dining table, Litian ate four full bowls of rice before his stomach finally felt somewhat satisfied.

"One more bowl!"

He held out his rice bowl, but when Shi Youxuan took it, she did not let the servant refill it, saying instead, "Stop eating. Go out for a walk. If you eat this much in one sitting, you might make yourself sick."

Litian had always had a large appetite and could eat three bowls under normal circumstances.

But since he had not eaten for three days, his spleen and stomach were weak, and he could not eat too much at once.

"Okay."

He was always obedient and prepared to go out to play ball.

"You are not allowed to play ball. You're going to play ball right after putting down your rice bowl? Wait for me a moment; I'll go for a walk with you." Shi Youxuan put down her rice bowl, stopped eating, and stood up, ready to go out for a walk.