Make it vivid and engaging—only then will I be able to fall asleep easily.

“Ichun has a food allergy; I’m going to the hospital to check on him.”

“Brother-in-law, Sis,” Xu Hui walked in from outside, “Ichun had a food allergy…”

“I already know,” Lin Bosen’s expression was tinged with worry, “You’re here at the right time. Let’s go to the hospital together…”

“Brother-in-law, I’ve already visited him,” Xu Hui said, glancing unintentionally at Xu Lu, “Ichun is fine now, he just needs some quiet to recover.”

Lin Bosen breathed a sigh of relief at these words. “How did that assistant of his take care of Ichun, to let him have a food allergy?”

“Ichun has had a sensitive stomach since he was a child,” Xu Lu replied, “There are so many little things to be careful about. How about this—let’s find a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to help him recuperate? I happen to know an experienced herbalist. Shall I arrange it for him?”

Lin Bosen nodded approvingly. “Yes, that’s a good idea.”

Xu Lu escorted Xu Hui to the main gate and spoke in a low voice, “It seems relying on Joanna to find out about Lin Ichun’s amnesia is impossible. We’ll need a professional to take the initiative.”

“Sis, you mean…”

Xu Lu smiled, her eyes glinting sharply.

“What? President Lin was hospitalized after eating our takeout?” Fang Yun looked worried at what Xiaoqi had just said, then pushed her, “Hurry up and go check on him. He ended up in the hospital because of our food. If you don’t visit, you’re no better than a weasel.”

“….”

“Auntie, I was the one who took him to the hospital.”

“That doesn’t matter, you still need to go see him,” she said, pulling out her wallet and handing Xiaoqi a few hundred-yuan bills. “Buy some fruit or flowers, and go quickly.”

“Oh!”

Buying flowers for a grown man was clearly inappropriate, especially since that man was so cold and aloof.

So Xiaoqi brought a fruit basket and knocked on the door.

A deep voice responded, “Come in.”

At the sight of her, a flicker of light danced in Ichun’s eyes.

Under the warm glow of the lamp, the man on the hospital bed looked dignified; even in patient’s clothes, his extraordinary aura hadn’t faded in the slightest.

Such an outstanding man—how did Ye Xiyang manage to win him over back then?

She found herself suddenly curious about Ye Xiyang.

“You finally decided to visit me?”

The man’s voice snapped her out of her trance, dazzled as she was by his beauty. Xiaoqi suddenly felt a twinge of guilt. “I’m really sorry, I didn’t know you were allergic to shrimp,” she said, then remembered the woman in the office with the long, curly hair. “By the way, that woman with the long, curly hair—she said you were allergic to shrimp. Is she… your friend?”

He didn’t seem to have any female friends at all.

He frowned. How did she know about his shrimp allergy?

This only confirmed that Joanna and he definitely had some history together.

“She’s a work associate.”

“Oh!” Xiaoqi didn’t press further, setting the fruit basket down.

Ichun glanced at the fruit basket. “You bought this?”

“Yes!” Xiaoqi asked offhandedly, “Would you like an apple? I can peel one for you.”

“All right.”

Xiaoqi had only been being polite.

Well, since he ended up in the hospital because of her cooking, peeling him an apple was the least she could do.

She peeled the apple skillfully, the peel curling downward in a long spiral.

Xiaoqi felt a sense of accomplishment.

She had peeled the apple perfectly.

A small smile played at her lips as sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a slender shadow and enveloping her in a tranquil beauty.

Ichun’s lips gently curled. Having her by his side felt wonderful.

“It’s done,” she said, lifting her gaze to meet his deep black eyes. Xiaoqi quickly looked away and walked over, handing him the apple. “Here, eat.”

Ichun pointed to his right hand. “I’m on an IV. You’ll have to feed me.”

… His left hand was perfectly fine!

Reluctantly, she brought the apple to his mouth, but he didn’t open it.

“Hey,” Xiaoqi was about to lose her patience, “Open up and eat!”

“Could you cut it into smaller pieces?”

…

Xiaoqi cut the apple into bite-sized chunks and, though unwilling, fed them to him one by one.

Ichun opened his lips with satisfaction. “Hmm, it’s sweet.”

Of course it’s sweet—I bought it.

Xiaoqi sat at the edge of the bed, feeding him piece by piece, her eyes drawn unconsciously to the man’s alluring collarbone.

The top two buttons of Ichun’s hospital gown were undone, exposing the graceful curve of his collarbone as he breathed.

Wow, not only was this man handsome, even his collarbone was flawless.

If only…

Her gaze drifted downward. If only the third button were undone, she could see his muscular chest.

Her expression was almost predatory.

Ichun smirked and raised his hand to undo the button. “The air conditioning in this room isn’t cold enough—it’s rather warm.”

Whatever he said, Xiaoqi didn’t hear it clearly. Her large eyes glinted green as she focused intently on his hands undoing the buttons.

Hurry up, hurry up.

“Xiyang, Xiyang.”

“Huh?”

Just as she looked up, the hand that had been feeding him was suddenly pulled by his left hand, and she tumbled helplessly onto his broad chest.

Her hand landed squarely on his pecs.

She couldn’t help but give them a squeeze.

Geez, this guy’s abs were no joke.

The sensation was amazing!

Ichun laughed aloud, “Would you like to let your other hand join the fun?”

At his words, she looked up and met his captivating smile.

Damn, his smile was downright seductive.

She was clearly enchanted; his enticing smile only grew more intense.

Xiaoqi felt her heart pounding wildly.

“Ichun, how are you feeling now…” Pansen’s words trailed off as he pushed open the door.

Xiaoqi snapped to her senses, quickly got up, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Oh heavens, she’d just been seduced by his looks again.

Ichun watched her awkwardness, unable to hold back his laughter.

Pansen felt like a third wheel.

He quietly slipped out.

After a while, Xiaoqi finally recovered. “Huh? Doctor Pan left?”

“You just noticed?”

“…”

Xiaoqi didn’t know what to say.

Maybe she should just sneak away.

“Well, since you’re fine, I’ll head back.”

Ichun smiled, “Stay until I fall asleep, then you can leave.”

“What?”

“Tell me a bedtime story before you go.”

“… You have a habit of listening to stories before bed?”

Ichun nodded, his eyes softening. “Make it vivid and lively, so I can fall asleep easily.”

…

The result of telling a bedtime story was that Xiaoqi ended up asleep, leaning on the edge of the bed.

Her cheeks were flushed, her long lashes drooping gently.

The man beside her gazed at her for a long time, then lowered his head and kissed her cheek.

“Xiyang, do you know? Every moment spent with you, I cherish more than anything.”

His husky voice revealed the emotions he had long struggled to conceal.

In his eyes was the pain of longing he would never let her see while she was awake.

He lowered his head, breathing in sync with hers.

His mind was filled with memories of her smiles and passion from before.

Five years—he cared deeply about the lost years in her heart.

He just never showed it.

In truth, given his temperament, he would never treat a girl this way, but with Xiyang, there were always exceptions.