Sweet Wife in My Arms

He held a bowl in one hand as his throat burned from the spiciness. His dark eyes deepened, looking just like a starless night sky that concealed the entire galaxy.

Can a person like me actually date online?

In fact, he only had one answer to all his questions. He had no idea how he ended up here, hurt his head, forgot his identity and his past.

He pursed his lips as he mulled over his many doubts. Other than believing what Sun Yuhan told him, he had no other option.

Sun Yuhan approached him as she continued to grumble, upset with Jiu Yue.

"Whatever that soup was, it was the worst. How did you actually drink it?"

"I drank it only because I didn't want to take the medication." Jiu Yue sweated a little after taking a few sips of the soup.

After all, Sun Yuhan would never drink the soup even if he did not finish it. She would rather drown herself with five litres of water than drinking this weird liquid.

Jiu Yue was fast asleep at night. He finished the ginger soup and had perspired profusely. He slept soundly without feeling any discomfort. Later in his dreams, he heard someone knocking on the door.

He sat up and turned on the lamp next to his bed. Then, he went to open the door, only to have Sun Yuhan falling into his arms.

"Jiu Yue, I'm not feeling well..."

Jiu Yue reached out to touch Sun Yuhan's forehead gently, which was boiling hot.

She's having a high fever, probably because of the rain.

"I'll take you to the hospital." He changed his clothes in a hurry and wrapped an extra layer on Sun Yuhan. Then, he hoisted her onto his back, closed the door, went downstairs and walked to the hospital. The night wind was chilly and there were not many cars on the road. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, probably because he had walked for quite a distance with a person on his back. However, it quickly dried up as the wind huffed continuously at him.

He appeared rather lonely and miserable as the lights of the street lamps shone on him.

He stopped in his tracks and stared at the street lamps on both sides of the walkway, not knowing why he was having such thoughts at that moment.

Then, he adjusted the position of the person on his back and continued to walk forward steadily, one step after another.

The shadow behind him elongated as he gradually walked further away from the glare of the street lamps.

It was three o'clock in the morning when he arrived at the hospital with Sun Yuhan on his back.

Sun Yuhan was, indeed, suffering from a high fever and was given an injection. She would be fine and could be discharged when the fever receded the next morning.

He sat beside her quietly. His clothes were soaking wet but there was no place for him to change. He had no choice but to continue to sit there in his wet clothes, hoping that his body temperature could eventually dry off his outfit.

It was already the next morning when Sun Yuhan regained consciousness.

"What happened?" Her head hurt a little and her whole body was in discomfort. She only remembered that she did not sleep well last night and was feeling sick when she went to knock on Jiu Yue's door. However, she had no memory about what happened next.

And, she was at the hospital.

Abruptly, she sat up straight. "What happened to me? Am I sick? Have I been diagnosed with some incurable disease?" she asked as she grabbed the arm of the nurse beside her. All this while, her face was extremely pale.

"Miss, you've only caught a cold," the nurse consoled Sun Yuhan.

"It's really just a common flu."

Despite the reassurance, Sun Yuhan was still feeling perturbed. She was afraid of being admitted to a hospital, because she was scared of falling sick, and also the medical bill.

No, wait. I'm rich now and have a few properties under my name. Besides, Jiu Yue had a mystifying ability to always profit whenever he invested in the stock market.

To her, a person who was able to speculate in shares that involved millions of dollars was like an automated teller machine.

"Where is the man who brought me here?" she asked the nurse quickly. Has Jiu Yue recovered his memories and ditched me? The idea of him leaving her behind sent a chill down her spine.

That was her greatest concern and fear. She was afraid of Jiu Yue remembering anything at all, especially his past that he was completely clueless about.

However, things would be different if Jiu Yue was the one who could not live without her. Then, he would have to marry her even if he found out his true identity. Moreover, she was not exactly lying to him. It was true that she had an online friend by the name of Jiu Yue who came to meet her. The only thing was that they did not share any common interests and had fallen out due to an argument.

As she ransacked her brain, a hand was placed on her forehead, which caught her off guard. Next, she raised her head to look into a pair of calm black eyes.

Her eyes lit up and she immediately stretched out her arms to hug Jiu Yue around his waist, before she buried her face in his chest.

"Jiu Yue, I'm scared that I will die suddenly."

"You only have the flu." Jiu Yue did not push her away. Instead, he patted her back as he tried to comfort her.

"So I won't die?" Sun Yuhan gingerly asked again. She was afraid of death very much, just like everyone else in the world.

"No, you won't die." Jiu Yue continued to pat her shoulders as his body stiffened awkwardly. A soft and delicate woman was lying in his embrace, but he did not feel any desire for the lady in his arms.

Hugging the man's waist, Sun Yuhan felt very close to him at this moment. This is perfect. We have to stay this close in the future too. She thought as she clutched at his clothes. In fact, she felt extremely insecure and anxious. She needed to stay with him at all times.

The nurse returned to check Sun Yuhan's body temperature. Her fever had subsided after the injections and they could leave the hospital soon, if she was proven fit after a brief checkup.

Undoubtedly, Sun Yuhan merely caught a cold, or more precisely, a very minor one. After her fever receded, she had returned to her lively self without feeling ill at all.

Jiu Yue brought Sun Yuhan home after he collected the prescribed medication.

Sun Yuhan laid down the moment she reached home as she was rather tired and did not want to move at all.

"Jiu Yue," she yelled.

Jiu Yue walked toward her, bent down and placed his hand on her forehead. Thankfully, she was no longer uncomfortably warm.

"What? Are you feeling any discomfort? Are you hungry?"

Undeniably, Sun Yuhan was hungry. She had not eaten since morning and had been sleeping since the moment she reached home. Now that she finally woke up, it was only natural that she would be hungry as she had not eaten for almost an entire day.

"I'm very hungry," she groaned as she patted her belly.

"What do you want? I'll make something for you." Jiu Yue had been looking up some information and had completely forgotten about eating as well. He too had not had anything, but he was so occupied that he did not feel hungry at all.