Just as Ye Ge was fast asleep, the door to Dormitory 414 creaked open.
Tang Zhiyan walked into the room and glanced toward Ye Ge’s bed. On the desk beneath it sat a cluster of empty mineral water bottles, and next to his chair stood four electric kettles.
At the sight of this, Tang Zhiyan’s willow-leaf brows knit together, a flicker of heartache rising in her eyes. She could easily picture Ye Ge sitting in that chair, drinking water incessantly to try and cool his fever, all alone with no one to care for him.
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