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Being lectured seriously by the Not Point in front of him, Murong Xi felt somewhat at a loss.
In his life, he had rarely encountered such weak beings, aside from his former self.
And he had long since given up on that weak version of himself who could only cry. If he couldn't become stronger, he could only wait for death in place.
That was the reality of his fate.
The Not Point before him deeply pierced Murong Xi's hardened heart with its gaze.
He thought he had completely discarded the past, but in reality, it was merely because he had spent too long in darkness, habitually wrapping himself in shadows.
When light seeped through the cracks, even a single ray stung his eyes.
"Brother, why aren't you talking? Is something hurting again?" Liu Qi leaned closer to Murong Xi and placed her hand on his forehead.
Liu Qi cheerfully asked, "Does this feel any better? When I’m not feeling well, my sister-in-law always touches my head."
In truth, Ye Xiaohan was checking his temperature; Liu Qi didn’t know that she thought touching his head would make him feel better.
The child's unique warmth quickly spread across Murong Xi's slightly cold skin, almost hot enough to burn.
Faced with Liu Qi's expectant gaze, Murong Xi couldn't bring himself to reject her coldly as usual and instead nodded unexpectedly.
"That's great!" Liu Qi exclaimed upon realizing she had successfully completed Ye Xiaohan's task of taking good care of this handsome brother. She felt particularly proud of herself.
She ran over to fetch a chair for herself and placed it in front of the bed. Ye Xiaohan had instructed her to keep a close watch; she had to do it well.
Under the gaze of a pair of sparkling eyes, Murong Xi felt completely stiff, unable to rest properly. Moreover, this Not Point was particularly chatty, repeating one thing several times over.
Whenever 6 Seven saw someone good-looking, she would always feel a special fondness. If Ye Xiaohan found out, she would definitely label her as a beauty enthusiast.
This brother in front of her was so handsome and had suffered such serious injuries; she had to treat him a little better.
So, she began sharing all the happy things she had encountered with Murong Xi, even running back to her room midway to generously lend him some of her treasured collections to play with.
Looking at the array of feathers, glass beads, empty candy jars, and even the cut corners of stationery lined up on the edge of the bed, it was clear that these were collectibles Murong Xi had never seen before.
"Don't they all look beautiful?" 6 Seven proudly lifted her chin. "These are all collected by me alone; Second Brother doesn't have any!"
Murong Xi glanced at Not Point's eager expression waiting for praise and gently responded with a soft "mm-hmm."
Even so, 6 Seven was already very satisfied. She explained the origin of each treasure and its special qualities in turn. Her soft and sweet voice filled the air with warmth.
Accompanied by this voice, the fatigue that had been lingering began to wash over Murong Xi. He felt drowsy, and soon he was half asleep, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality.
After a long while, Murong Xi regained a bit of awareness and sensed something was off. Turning his head, he saw that 6 Seven had already fallen asleep at the edge of the bed, clutching a feather that was precariously close to falling.
As if dreaming of something delightful, 6 Seven's sleeping face bore a sweet smile; her chubby cheeks seemed to radiate a soft and tender touch.
Murong Xi watched her for a moment before slowly reaching out to take the feather from her hand and placing it on the edge of the bed. To prevent it from being blown away by the draft, he pressed it down with a smooth stone.
This stone had swirling patterns on it and was one of 6 Seven's favorite treasures; she had just repeatedly introduced its origin three times earlier.
In the soft sound of breaths, Murong Xi slowly closed his eyes. This time, there were no barriers; he almost instantly fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up, Liu Qi was already gone, and the pile of treasures had vanished along with him.
Murong Xi felt a bit dazed. Had he really slept so soundly? He hadn’t even stirred when someone moved around him.
“Oh? You’re awake?”
Just as he was lost in thought, Liu Yang walked in from outside.
“Perfect timing for dinner. I came to see if you were awake so I could bring your meal,” Liu Yang said, amused by the sudden cold expression on Murong Xi’s face.
Murong Xi merely stared at Liu Yang, saying nothing.
From their brief interactions earlier, Liu Yang had already gathered a rough idea of Murong Xi's personality and didn’t take it to heart.
If he could handle the more difficult Luo Jingxian, dealing with someone like Murong Xi was hardly a challenge. At least Murong Xi was conscious.
“Oh, right,” Liu Yang continued. “Did my sister disturb your rest this afternoon? When I came in, I saw you both asleep, and I had to carry her back.”
Liu Yang wore an impatient expression, but there was no real dislike in his eyes. “That’s just how she is—talkative at her age, full of nonsense. If she bothers you again, just scold her; she’ll run off if she gets angry.”
Liu Yang shared his advice with Murong Xi, but it seemed that Murong Xi was unwilling to accept it at all.
If Murong Xi weren’t so accustomed to silence, he might have jumped up to yell at him.
However, it turned out that he was the one who had taken Not Point away. Murong Xi didn't know what was wrong with him; people came and went around him, yet he remained in a deep sleep. It was strange because in the past, even the slightest sound would wake him up.
Was it because the medication had a calming effect?
He looked at the open door, with the sunset's afterglow slanting in, casting a layer of dark gold over the blue bricks.
It seemed like a long time ago, he had seen a similar scene at dusk.
6 Yang quickly brought him some food. It was clear that it wasn't the usual fare but rather a meal specifically for patients. Murong Xi still couldn't eat normal food; most of it was semi-liquid porridge.
But it wasn't just ordinary plain porridge; it was a medicinal dish personally prepared by Ye Xiaohan, tailored to address Murong Xi's condition and promote his recovery.
After dinner, 6 Yang and 6 Qi lingered in his room, attempting to communicate with him. Although they received no response, the siblings were still happily engrossed in their own conversation.
Murong Xi observed the two siblings, who were strikingly similar to each other, and fell into deeper silence.
Ye Xiaohan returned relatively late. The first thing she did upon her return was to check Murong Xi's injuries. Seeing that the healing process was better than she had expected, she left satisfied to have her meal.
When she left, she took the noisy 6 siblings with her, allowing Murong Xi to rest in peace.
The lively room suddenly fell silent, and for a moment, Murong Xi felt somewhat unaccustomed to it.
He pulled the blanket up over himself, covering his entire body and shutting out everything from the outside world.
The 6 siblings clung to Ye Xiaohan, sitting beside her as she ate. Ye Xiaohan found it both amusing and exasperating.
"Sister-in-law, today I took good care of Brother and even told him stories!" 6 Qi said proudly, her big eyes blinking as she looked at Ye Xiaohan.
Ye Xiaohan casually stuffed a piece of meat into 6 Qi's mouth and praised, "Really? That's wonderful! Tomorrow you should take care of Brother just like today."
"Mm!" 6 Qi happily chewed on the meat; Sister-in-law was so nice.
Halfway through her meal, Gu Bei walked in from outside.
"Hey, do you have time today?" Ye Xiaohan asked, a bit surprised but mostly delighted. "Have you eaten? Go ahead and serve yourself."
6 Yang had already stood up first. "Brother, you sit. I'll go!"
"I want to serve Brother too!" 6 Qi jumped off her chair and ran over. However, she was too small to reach the stove, so she had to let 6 Yang pick her up so she could serve the rice.
"Thank you," Gu Bei said, patting 6 Qi's head. "Qi is really good; she can help Brother now."
6 Qi puffed out her chest proudly. "I can do a lot of things! In the future, I will help Brother Sister-in-law every time!"
"What about me?" 6 Yang glared at 6 Qi with dissatisfaction. "Why do you never help me?"
6 Qi quickly turned her head away. "Second Brother always bullies people, so I'm not going to help you!"
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