My Beloved

[A/N: If I can give you mass release this Monday, you will be able to find out how Han Luo realizes who she loves this month. Are you ready to know?]

Han Luo opened her eyes and a bright light nearly blinded her. She blinked several times to adjust her eyes in the sunlight and then saw a white ceiling.

She looked around to see where she was and saw a big, simple room. There was only one bed, a couch, a television. There were two big windows. One of them was covered with white curtains.

'What… hospital…' she thought. She couldn't understand why she was in the hospital.

Slowly, everything came back to her. She began to have flashbacks of the kidnapping, escaping, blood….

Her eyes widened. She was injured. She was bleeding.

At that time, she didn't have the time to be traumatized. But, now that she remembered, her body chilled.

'Did… I… die?' she asked herself in her mind.

She thought back to the incident. Mo Yuan pulled her in his arms and wiped away her tears. He was talking so gently.

Her eyes turned red thinking she wouldn't be able to feel his warmth and hear his deep, tender voice anymore.

She attempted to open her mouth but something was covering it.

She raised her right hand to take it off but something in her arm pricked her.

"Nng!" she furrowed her eyebrow in pain.

"Ah Luo!" someone desperately called her name.

Han Luo's heart skipped a beat. She looked at the direction of the source of the sound. She opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.

Mo Yuan was sitting on her left side. He was resting against her bed down there so she didn't notice him.

He rested his right hand on her head and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Han Luo shook her head and pointed at her mouth with her left hand.

"Do you want me to take off the oxygen mask?" he asked. Seeing her nodding in agreement, he carefully took it off.

"Hah!" Han Luo was finally able to breathe some fresh air.

He questioned her, "Do you want to drink some water?"

Han Luo nodded. Her throat was completely dry.

Mo Yuan pressed a button beside the bed and the upper side of the bed automatically moved, causing her to sit up.

Afterward, he poured a glass of water and he sat beside her on the bed to help her to drink.

When Han Luo spilled some water, he took the glass back, took the water in his mouth, and then placed his lips on her assisting her to drink.

From the opened mouth, the water went inside Han Luo's mouth. She felt the cool water going inside her mouth. Sensing the warm lips and cool water, her body slightly trembled and her face felt hot.

Mo Yuan gave her water mouth to mouth several times until she drank two glasses of water.

Even though the final drop of water passed through her gullet but their lips still lingered. None of them pulled back first.

Han Luo shivered and faintly bit his lower lip. Seeing that she took the initiative, Mo Yuan changed their angles and captured her lower lip.

Seeing her deadly pale in the hospital bed, only he knew how scared he was. He kept waiting for her to wake up. He didn't think she would wake up so early.

Mo Yuan couldn't control his emotion. At first, he heard about her marriage proposal, second, he heard that she was kidnapped, and third, she was bleeding and crying in his arms.

He wasn't sure why the world wanted them to stay apart from each other and yet, he didn't want to give in to that.

The more people wanted them to stay away, the more he sought for her.

"Mmm…" Han Luo softly moaned.

Mo Yuan let her breathe for a while before claiming her lips once again.

Han Luo closed her eyes and kissed him back.

Wet, small kissing noises could be heard from any corner of the room. She could hear the sounds and it made her embarrassed. However, she still couldn't move away from him.

Han Luo's chilled body became warm. Her heart was going crazy. She tightly shut her eyes and accepted his sweet torture. Slowly his warmth and unique odor engulfed her and she went to the dark world.

The next time she opened her eyes, the doctor, two nurses and Mo Yuan were looking at her with a worried expression.

The doctor was Irish. He had red hair and blue eyes. He smiled at her and said, "Thank goodness that you are okay."

Han Luo blinked. 'Did I just pass out because of the ki…'

If she didn't lose too much blood, her face would have deep shades of red right now.

Mo Yuan looked guilty. He asked her, "Ah Luo, are you all right? Are you hurt anywhere? Can you breathe?"

He didn't think his normal, careful kisses would lead her unconscious because of the lack of oxygen. He was so terrified that he rushed toward the doctor's room and told him that she fainted.

The doctor hurriedly went to check Han Luo. Noticing her faint breathing, he asked Mo Yuan what caused her faint after regaining consciousness.

Mo Yuan didn't hide what they were doing after she woke up.

The doctor was speechless. He didn't think that the young generation could be so fierce. He could only assure him that nothing happened to his girlfriend.

Mo Yuan's series of questions made Han Luo shy. She shook her head and looked away.

The doctor coughed dryly. He advised, "Since the patient just woke up, take it slow. You two can catch up whenever she gets well. She isn't going anywhere."

Han Luo couldn't look at anyone. She was utterly ashamed.

Mo Yuan's expression didn't change. He was still holding her left hand.

The doctor checked her pulse and then observed her eyes and tongue. He announced, "Luo is weak. After resting and eating for a couple of days, you will gain your strength. Until then, stay in the hospital."

He instructed, "Trying walking or doing some exercise. But, be careful about your wounds in the arms. They will take their time to heal. You cannot eat anything spicy, sour, or oily.. You have to eat mild taste food."