Su Qiuyue heard Bai Yue’s words, hesitated slightly, then nodded stiffly.
She walked to the bed with rigid movements, then lay down beside Bai Yue just as stiffly.
Bai Yue thoughtfully pulled the thin blanket over her.
Then, Bai Yue turned on her side and hugged Su Qiuyue, even pressing one leg over her, completely treating Su Qiuyue as a human body pillow.
“Qiuyue, why is your body so stiff? You need to relax when you sleep.”
Bai Yue reminded softly.
Su Qiuyue responded twice, took a deep breath, and tried to relax, but Bai Yue’s body pressed tightly against her, making her heartbeat uncontrollably quicken.
As expected, Master’s natural allure is powerful.
Even in Master’s Sea of Consciousness, I can be so affected?
Su Qiuyue thought secretly.
“Alright, it’s late. Time to sleep. Qiuyue, sleep well, you’ll have more energy that way.”
Bai Yue said, but her eyes didn’t leave Su Qiuyue for a moment.
Being hugged like this by her, and stared at constantly.
Su Qiuyue had never had such close contact with anyone before.
How could she possibly sleep like this?
Although she closed her eyes as Bai Yue requested, her mind was unusually awake.
Bai Yue quickly noticed and asked in confusion, “Qiuyue, you’re not asleep yet? Is it because the hospital bed is too hard? It’s true that it’s hard to sleep without a Simmons.”
As she spoke, Bai Yue pouted in dissatisfaction and patted the hard bed board, “This mattress is just a thin layer, so hard to lie on, not comfortable at all. I’ll go ask the Head Nurse for a softer one.”
She was about to get up as she finished speaking.
“No need, Master, it’s not because the bed is hard.”
Su Qiuyue hurriedly stopped her.
“This is fine. I’m just having trouble falling asleep.”
“Then why?”
Bai Yue looked at Su Qiuyue again, full of confusion.
“Ever since I started cultivating, I haven’t slept in a long time. As you know, those with high cultivation don’t need sleep, and after I became a Remnant Soul, I didn’t need to rest at all.”
Su Qiuyue explained.
“I see. But now that you’re a Remnant Soul, you need to rest even more to recover.”
Bai Yue thought for a moment.
“Then should I help you count sheep? Maybe you’ll fall asleep while counting.”
Without waiting for Su Qiuyue’s response, Bai Yue leaned in and started counting softly in her ear.
“One sheep, two sheep, three sheep…”
The warm breath brushed past her ear, making Su Qiuyue feel ticklish, her heartbeat even faster, and even more awake.
Bai Yue seemed to sense something, placing her hand on Su Qiuyue’s chest, feeling her rapid heartbeat clearly.
“Qiuyue, why is your heart beating so fast? Did you drink tea, coffee, or sneak some cola before bed?”
“Master, I didn’t drink any of those things. Some I’ve never even heard of…”
Su Qiuyue said helplessly.
“Besides, I’m a Remnant Soul now, I can’t touch those things at all.”
“It seems counting sheep doesn’t work. How about counting dumplings?”
Bai Yue leaned in again to her ear.
“One dumpling, two dumplings, three dumplings…”
But she didn’t realize her hand was on Su Qiuyue’s chest, and her warm breath—these were the real culprits.
Such intimate contact made Su Qiuyue’s breathing quicken, her heartbeat impossible to calm.
Su Qiuyue instinctively turned her red face away.
She didn’t want Master to see the hideous scar on her face, afraid that being so close would scare Bai Yue.
People are always like this—in front of someone they care about, they unconsciously scrutinize themselves, worried they’re not perfect enough, not worthy of the other.
Su Qiuyue was exactly like this.
She envied Yan Hua and Mu Chenxi, who could approach Master freely, yet she didn’t dare to get close herself, feeling unworthy of such gentleness.
Bai Yue noticed her avoidance and gently turned Su Qiuyue’s head back, forcing her to meet her gaze.
Su Qiuyue’s eyes darted nervously, her voice trembling.
“Master.”
“Qiuyue, whether it’s counting sheep or dumplings, you can’t sleep.”
Bai Yue looked at her in confusion.
“What do you really want Master to help you count? And why don’t you dare look at me?”
“Could it be you want me to help you count all the mistakes you’ve made in your life?”
“Is it because you replay those mistakes in your mind every night, unable to sleep?”
Su Qiuyue was stunned, unable to help looking up at Bai Yue.
Those peach-colored eyes were full of gentleness, without a hint of blame.
Then, Bai Yue’s hand softly brushed the scar on her face, and under her gaze, Bai Yue leaned in, pursed her red lips, and gently kissed the scar.
“Qiuyue, you don’t have to keep blaming yourself. This isn’t your fault.”
Bai Yue’s voice was as soft as water.
“You’ve already tried so hard. From now on, Master will help you—help you save your parents.”
She said, giving Su Qiuyue a radiant smile.
That smile was like a ray of light, shining into the darkness that had trapped Su Qiuyue for years, soothing her wounded heart.
That bone-deep hatred had twisted and corroded her heart day and night.
But Master was always so gentle to her.
Tears slipped from Su Qiuyue’s eyes.
Unable to hold back any longer, she reached out and hugged Bai Yue tightly.
In truth, she had struggled to survive all these years, and it had been so hard.
But she had no one to rely on, so she could only force herself to be strong.
Now, faced with Bai Yue’s kindness, she couldn’t hold back anymore, showing all her grievances and fragility before Bai Yue.
She held Bai Yue tightly, with all her strength.
Bai Yue pressed Su Qiuyue’s face to her own chest, letting her feel the softness.
Su Qiuyue’s tears gradually soaked Bai Yue’s hospital gown.
But Bai Yue didn’t mind at all. She gently stroked Su Qiuyue’s back, her touch patient and soft.
Su Qiuyue’s emotions slowly calmed, and so, hugging Bai Yue, she drifted into sleep in her embrace.
At the same time, her tattered, dying Remnant Soul also began to slowly repair itself.
This time, the recovery took a great toll on Bai Yue’s spirit.
She didn’t wake until midday the next day.
When she woke, she found Yan Hua in her arms, already awake, though her eyes were still hazy and she looked half-asleep.
It seemed Yan Hua had also exhausted herself after using that mysterious power against the Fire Demon and still needed to recover.
She wondered if Yan Hua could enter her Sea of Consciousness.
As Bai Yue pondered, she realized Mu Chenxi was still hugging her from behind, and turned her head—just in time to meet Mu Chenxi’s eyes.
“Master.”
Mu Chenxi called softly.
“Chenxi, are you feeling better?”
Bai Yue couldn’t help but ask.
“Master, much better.”
Mu Chenxi nodded to Bai Yue, though her voice was still a little weak.
At that moment, Su Qiuyue, who had been hiding in Bai Yue’s body, floated out and hovered above her.
“Master, I’m feeling much better too, thanks to you.”
Su Qiuyue looked at Bai Yue gratefully.
The hideous scar on her face had faded, less frightening now, and her once dying Remnant Soul had recovered to half its former strength.
“It’s good that you’re all fine. As long as it worked.”
Bai Yue breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed her Sea of Consciousness could indeed repair Su Qiuyue’s damaged Remnant Soul.
But thinking back to last night, wearing a hospital gown in her Sea of Consciousness, saying all those gentle words while holding Su Qiuyue, Bai Yue couldn’t help but feel her face flush and her heart race.
It seemed that even in a hospital gown, she wasn’t always unreliable—sometimes unexpectedly dependable.
As expected, she wasn’t really sick.
The hospital must have misdiagnosed her.
Having so many nurses watching over her was truly unnecessary.