The Healing Sunshine (一厘米的阳光)

Chapter 20.3 - The Goodbye that I Owe You (3)

Afterwards, she was not able to sleep at all. The pain in her stomach tormented her repeatedly. Not daring to go back up on her bed, she poured a cup of hot water and sat down on a chair, staring blankly. She could not believe that she had actually consumed alcohol.

Even in these past four years, in these days that had been completely without Jì Chengyang, she still had persisted in keeping the vow that she had made to Buddha in the temple.

The door was opened. She looked over. That roommate walked in and set a plastic medicine bottle and two boxes of medication by her hand, telling her in a quiet voice, "You're going to take whatever medication I'm taking. I had the doctor give me two portions."

Nodding lightly, Jǐ Yi picked up a box and read the dosage instructions.

"That person is still outside." Her roommate softly suggested, "How about you just go out and have a look? It's such windy weather, and he's stood outside the whole night. That's pretty deserving of some pity." With these words, her roommate poured a glass of water from a thermal flask, took her medicine, and then went back onto her bed to make up her lost sleep.

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The dormitory room returned to quiet.

With the day being so chilly and there being no classes, the girls naturally were happy to carry on having a date with the Duke of Zhou [continue sleeping].

Jǐ Yi continued looking again and again over the dosage instructions on the box. After reading through them seven or eight times, she stood and, hastily slipping on her down jacket, left the dormitory. When she pushed open the door, her shoulders grazed those of two passing girls, who were murmuring things along the lines of "Check out the hot guy," and just like that, they brushed past her and strolled into the dormitory building.

And Jǐ Yi, with her head lowered and his gaze on her, slowly approached him.

"I saw you just now." Her hands were balled tightly in the pockets of her down jacket. "You came to find me?"

Jì Chengyang's eyes were on her. After an entire night of standing, he already felt as if his body did not belong to him. Only his heart in his chest was clenching in waves because she had drawn near.

He tucked his chin in slightly, tilting his head down to look at her. "Xixi."

For a brief moment, she was struck into a daze.

It had been so long since anyone had called her that.

Fixing her gaze on the cracked concrete pavement beneath her feet, she gently asked, "Is there something you need?"

"Xixi." His voice was very hoarse. He did not know whether it was because these words he was to say were too difficult or because of exhaustion from having not slept an entire night. "I never married, but it is true that I went through many things... and that's why I wanted to use breaking up as a way to make you forget me. This whole thing is too complicated. I want to find a time when there are no outsiders around to just have a talk with you."

Never married?

Those words shocked her into a state of confusion.

In an instant, all sorts of speculations bombarded her mind, viciously stabbing into her at her most fragile places.

She was somewhat alarmed and flustered, and nearly out of reflex, she tried to cover up her emotions. "Is that so?"

She could not even determine whether "never married" was something she should be happy about.