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The smell of disinfectant lingered in the hospital room as Lin Xu lay in bed, feeling feverish in a half-dream state. The moonlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting mottled shadows on the floor.
"You have a fever, 38.9 degrees," Lu Ming said, frowning as he looked at the thermometer. "Are you sure you want to participate in today's competition?"
Lin Xu nodded gently, her lips pale. "I have to go; it's my last chance." She couldn't help but recall everything that had happened at the bar yesterday, the scene of Ye Feng fighting with thugs to protect Xia Mo flashing through her mind.
"But in your condition..." Lu Ming hesitated, his fingers instinctively adjusting his glasses.
"I'm fine," Lin Xu forced a smile, but it looked more like a grimace. She tried to sit up by pushing against the edge of the bed, only to be struck by a wave of dizziness and fell back down.
"Don't move!" Lu Ming quickly supported her. "I'll get you some medicine."
As she watched Lu Ming hurriedly leave, a complex emotion flickered in Lin Xu's eyes. She closed them but was reminded of the moment she had stepped in front of Ye Feng to block the knife. Knowing that Ye Feng only had eyes for Xia Mo, why did she still rush in without a second thought?
"Ye Feng... what do you really think of me?" Lin Xu murmured, tears slipping uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.
Before long, Lu Ming returned with medicine and warm water. He carefully propped Lin Xu up against the headboard.
"Take your medicine first," Lu Ming said softly, his voice tender enough to break one's heart.
Lin Xu took the pills and cup of water, swallowing them silently. The bitterness of the medicine spread across her tongue but paled in comparison to the pain in her heart at that moment.
"Do you know?" Lin Xu suddenly spoke, her voice hoarse. "I often wonder if I hadn't met Ye Feng back then, would I be suffering like this now?"
Lu Ming was silent for a moment before softly replying, "But if you hadn't met him, you wouldn't have become so strong."
Lin Xu paused, looking up at Lu Ming. In the moonlight, the lenses of his glasses reflected a faint glow, obscuring his gaze.
"Strong?" Lin Xu smiled bitterly. "I'm just deceiving myself. I know he has someone else in his heart yet still engage in these futile struggles."
"No, you're very brave," Lu Ming said firmly. "At least you dare to face your feelings and are willing to give everything for someone you like."
Lin Xu remained silent, lowering her head to look at her fingers. The room fell into silence for a moment, only the ticking of the clock on the wall echoing in the background.
Suddenly, a knock on the door broke the quiet.
"Come in," Lu Ming said.
The door opened, and Ye Feng walked in. The moment Lin Xu saw him, her heart twisted painfully.
"What are you doing here?" Lu Ming's voice turned icy.
"I... I came to see Lin Xu," Ye Feng said awkwardly. "I heard she has a fever."
Lin Xu bit her lip, struggling to keep her emotions in check. "I'm fine; you should go back."
"Lin Xu, I..." Ye Feng wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Lu Ming.
"She said it's fine; you can leave now." Lu Ming's tone was firm and left no room for argument.
Ye Feng hesitated for a moment, standing still, but eventually sighed and turned to leave the hospital room.
Once Ye Feng was gone, Lin Xu could no longer hold back her tears. "Why... why did you come to see me at this time?"
Lu Ming gently patted her back, choosing not to speak. He knew that at this moment, any words of comfort would be unnecessary.
Time passed slowly, and the sky outside gradually brightened. Lin Xu's fever had finally subsided a bit, but she still appeared very weak.
"Are you really going to participate in the competition?" Lu Ming asked again.
Lin Xu nodded. "I have to go; I want to prove to him that I'm not so easily defeated."
Seeing her stubborn expression, Lu Ming felt a mix of pain and helplessness in his heart. "Then I'll go with you."
Lin Xu shook her head. "No need; I can manage on my own."
"No way." Lu Ming insisted. "In your current state, I can't feel at ease."
Looking at the worried expression on Lu Ming's face, Lin Xu felt a warm surge in her heart. She knew that no matter what happened, Lu Ming would always stand by her side.
In the examination room, Lin Xu sat at her desk, trying hard to focus on the questions. The fever made her head feel heavy, and the letters and numbers danced before her eyes.
Suddenly, she felt someone watching her. Looking up, she met Ye Feng's concerned gaze. Lin Xu quickly lowered her head, pretending to concentrate on her work.
"Focus; don't let him distract you," Lu Ming's voice came from behind her. He sat diagonally behind Lin Xu, quietly keeping an eye on her condition.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Xu forced herself to concentrate. She understood what this competition meant for her. It was not just an exam; it was a test of herself.
As time ticked away, Lin Xu's condition worsened. The discomfort from the fever made it nearly impossible for her to hold the pen steadily, and sweat continued to slide down her forehead.
At that moment, a piece of clothing gently landed on her shoulder. Lin Xu turned to see Ye Feng looking at her with concern in his eyes.
"I don't need it," Lin Xu whispered, wanting to return the clothing to him.
"Don't be stubborn," Ye Feng frowned. "You're shivering."
Lin Xu bit her lip but ultimately did not refuse. The clothing still carried Ye Feng's warmth and scent, causing her heart to tremble uncontrollably.
"There's ten minutes left until the exam ends," the proctor reminded them.
Lin Xu looked at the test paper; there was still one last major question left unfinished. Her vision began to blur, and the pen in her hand felt heavier and heavier.
"Hang in there," a gentle voice came from behind Lu Ming. "You can do it."
Lin Xu took a deep breath, mustering the last of her consciousness as she began to tackle the final question. Just as she wrote down the last answer, the bell rang.
"Time's up, please put down your pens."
Lin Xu released her pen, finally unable to hold on any longer, and fell backward. At that moment, a pair of warm hands caught her.
"I told you I would stay with you," Lu Ming's voice echoed in her ear.
Lin Xu forced her eyes open and saw Lu Ming's worried face. In the last moment before losing consciousness, she seemed to catch a glimpse of Ye Feng standing not far away, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
"I'm sorry..." Lin Xu whispered before completely fading into darkness.
She didn't know who she was apologizing to—was it Ye Feng, or was it Lu Ming, who had always been by her side? Perhaps, she was apologizing to herself.
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