TSFLIP Chapter 743

She scrambled to find her phone, and Han Chen pointed at the table. “Isn’t that your phone?”

“Oh, so that’s where it was!” Feng Guang picked it up, but no matter how many times she pressed the button, the screen stayed black. That’s when she realized it had powered off because the battery died—and now it wouldn’t even turn back on. She clutched her head in despair and asked nervously, “It’s… still early, right?”

She hadn’t forgotten that when she woke up, he’d said, Good morning.

“It’s already three in the afternoon.”

So his “good morning” had only been in response to her waking up.

She groaned in agony. “I’m doomed… I skipped a whole day of classes. My dad has probably called me a hundred times by now. I’m dead!”

“I can call Uncle Xia to explain. I can explain in person too—you were just helping me…”

She said in a flat, lifeless tone, “So that’s why I spent the whole day sleeping in a hospital with you?”

Maybe she didn’t realize how that sounded—but he did.

A flush crept up behind Han Chen’s ears. His lips moved, but it took him a long while to finally manage, “That… I can explain that too.”

Feng Guang couldn’t help but laugh at how awkward he looked. “This is my problem to worry about. Why are you stressing out? Relax—after all, I’m still my dad’s daughter. Worst-case scenario, he yells at me and grounds me for a while.”

She remembered once sneaking out to buy sweets, only to get caught and locked up for three days. In reality, she’d just spent those days playing on her phone and computer, so it hadn’t been much of a punishment at all.

“Because of me… Feng Guang, I’m really sorry.” He was full of guilt. Ever since he was young, because of his frail body, he had hated inconveniencing others and even more hated being anyone’s burden. So even though he was weaker than most people, he had grown far more self-reliant.

Feng Guang waved her hand. “This isn’t your fault. I was the one who decided to bring you to the hospital, and I was the one who chose to stay with you. Every decision was mine. You really don’t have to keep apologizing to me.”

“Feng Guang…” He lifted his gaze. In his dark eyes, it was as if a fleeting streak of light flashed by. “I think I finally understand why your father named you what he did.”

“Huh?”

He chuckled softly. “Tomorrow’s Saturday. If you’re free… would you come visit me at the hospital?”

“Of course!” Realizing her answer sounded too eager, Feng Guang quickly tried to compose herself. “What I mean is… since I’m the one who brought you here, it’s only right that I come check on you.”

Finally—a legitimate chance to spend time alone with him. Such a perfect opportunity to get closer; there was no way she was going to let it slip by.

The smile in his eyes deepened, touched with quiet satisfaction. “Thank you, Feng Guang.”

“No need to thank me. Just don’t sneak out of the hospital like you did yesterday. Stay put in your room, and once you’re better, we’ll see each other back at school.”

His gaze lowered slightly, his lips curving into a silent smile.

Feng Guang sensed something different in that moment, but the feeling was fleeting, and she couldn’t quite grasp it. “Han Chen… when I come tomorrow, is there anything you’d like me to bring? Like food, or maybe a book…”

“If it’s possible, could you bring me a pot of baby’s breath flowers?” His pale face lit with a faint, elegant smile, serene and refined.