Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories Chapter 248 - He Is Like a Person Devoid of Worldly Feelings

Chapter 248: He Is Like a Person Devoid of Worldly Feelings
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Chatting means accompanying me to chat.” Shen Qianshu was sick, and she lost the usual gentleness in her voice. Now, her voice was a little hoarse.
“Where are you?” From the phone’s camera, the view of the image was not as wide. There were limited beds in the hospital, and many people were being admitted at this time. There were not enough beds for everyone, and thus she sat in the corridor while hanging her IV drip. The background was a clear white wall.
“I’m in the hospital, getting a drip,” Shen Qianshu said. “I had a slight fever, but I’m feeling better now.”
“Why are you sick?” His voice was cold and hard as if displeased with the flu virus.
“Don’t worry, it’s just a slight fever. I will be fine after the drip and a night of good sleep.”
“Who’s worried for you?”
The corners of Shen Qianshu’s lips curved up slightly. She was used to his cold remarks and thus did not take them to heart at all. She lightly rested her head on her hands and smiled at Ye Ling. Her gaze went past Ye Ling towards the exquisite view outside his window.
In a land of snow, the orange setting sun was shining on the whole winter wonderland, causing it to appear like an oil painting. Shen Qianshu’s heart skipped a beat. “How beautiful!” She exclaimed.
“Me?”
Shen Qianshu was speechless.
Every time she chatted with Ye Ling, he would make her speechless.
He was really not a good person to chat with, but it happened to be a really genuine question.
“You’re beautiful, and the scenery is also beautiful,” Shen Qianshu said. Ye Ling turned and looked out of the window with a cold expression. He took up his phone, walked towards the windowsill, changed the camera’s direction, and showed her Iceland’s sunset.
For the past few days, it had always been snowing. The rooftops of the sky blue architecture were covered with snow, turning it into a breathtaking winter wonderland. The whole land was in a myriad of colors, and the plain white snow was wrapped in sporadic colors, forming a gorgeous drawing.
In the image, Ye Ling did not seem to be someone living in this bustling, mundane world.
She faintly recalled the past. Was he not always like that for the past seven years?
He was like a person devoid of worldly feelings.
Fulfilling her wishful thinking.
He did not love her.
It was a one-sided love, and she had to graciously accept her defeat.
“Is this Iceland?”
“You came here before?”
“Never,” Shen Qianshu said. Although she had never gone before, it was a place she always wanted to visit. However, she put off visiting it for the longest time due to Tong Hua’s health. She would never bring Tong Hua to a place too cold.
In the sky, an eagle flew past. Shen Qianshu’s eyes brightened. The bird injected this winter wonderland with liveliness and vibrancy. Shen Qianshu broke into a smile, and the brightness that could not be covered by her pale face caused one’s pupils to dilate.
He liked her smile.
In front of him, she was always careful, so it was rare to be able to see such a relaxed smile.
The two of them remained silent, nobody talking at all, and just looked at the beautiful sunset together.
For a long time.
Ye Ling turned back the camera’s direction, and Shen Qianshu slightly leaned against the wall, feeling a little tired. Ye Ling took a glance at her drip, frowned, and asked, “How long do you need to be on the drip?”
“Around two hours, I guess.”
It was already 2 am in China.
“You are not even lacking money, so sleep on the hospital bed while you are at it.”
“The doctor said that there are no more rooms,” Shen Qianshu said, feeling somewhat helpless. “The hospital is even more crowded than the supermarket. All the rooms are being given to people who have greater needs. I am only suffering from a small cold, how could I have a bed to sleep on? I will go home after finishing the drip.”
Ye Ling frowned and felt really unhappy. Just as he was about to speak, Shen Qianshu said, “Master, Lu Mengyun’s hair, were you the one who shaved it?”
“Ah Da did it.”
“Great job!” Hair was a woman’s second face. With her hair being shaved off, Lu Mengyun must have gone berserk.
For my few strands of hair and few drops of crocodile tears, Master was really… too handsome.