“Your sister won’t give me food if I don’t behave well, so I could only stay here and be good. Now let go of me, you are pressing my belly and that doesn’t feel good.” Jiang Sheng said reluctantly.

In fact, it was because Pei Siyan was seeing Lan Yuan in him which made him felt a bit uncomfortable.

“So you are done with the suicide thing?”

Pei Siyan didn’t let Jiang Sheng go but asked him the question instead. His eyes were still looking at Jiang Sheng with tenderness. Then a gentle smile showed up on his face; he held Jiang Sheng’s body with one hand and folded his collar with the other one as if he was afraid that Jiang Sheng would feel cold.

But the warmth and gentleness of Pei Siyan just made Jiang Sheng felt even worse.

‘Crap! Don’t give me that look! I’m not your wife. Oh, damn it! I just can’t hate him when he looks at me in that way! I’m losing my mind now!”

Maybe it was because that he had had a crush on Pei Siyan before, and now he had the chance to be with him; Jiang Sheng found himself losing control over his heart now. He felt like a different self.

‘Calm down, Jiang Sheng. You’ve gotta be chill. He is seeing you as his wife! You can’t be touched by his tenderness!’

Jiang Sheng took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down and not get carried away by Pei Siyan.

But his attempt was clearly useless because Pei Siyan suddenly stroked his hair and asked gently, “Did you have any late night snacks? Are you hungry now?”

Jiang Sheng was about to say he was not hungry, pretend he was unhappy and then reject him. But the softness in Pei Siyan’s eyes just couldn’t allow him to do that.

‘Okay, I’ll give him a pass as my apology. I haven’t apologized to him for the thing about his wife yet.’

“Are you feeling okay now? Do you need me to call Bai Hao to come over for a check?”

Pei Siyan asked anxiously for Jiang Sheng suddenly looked down and didn’t say a word.

“I’m okay. I can go downstairs with you for some late night snacks if you are hungry. I can’t fall asleep anyway.”

Jiang Sheng nodded at the door, asking if he wanted to go downstairs.

Pei Siyan stunned and gazed at Jiang Sheng because he hadn’t expected Jiang Sheng would say that.

Even though he knew partly he was seeing Jiang Sheng as Lan Yuan because he missed him too much, deep down he knew the man in front of him was not Lan Yuan, his wife.

He was nice to Jiang Sheng because he had heard he was behaving well and stopped committing suicide, but he never expected to receive that kind of response.

“Why the f**k are you gazing at me? Are you going downstairs or not? Can you please just answer my question?”

‘Oh come on! You don’t need to stare at me in silence even if my face looks like your wife’s!’

Jiang Sheng rolled his eyes at him, speechless. Though he was still a bit unhappy with that, there was no need for him to get jealous of a dead person.

The look on Pei Siyan’s face became sad gradually; he touched Jiang Sheng’s face with his slightly shaky hand and said in a really low volume, “My dear wife.”

How much he wished the man he was holding was Lan Yuan! But it was all in his head only.

“Yeah yeah yeah, I’m here. Are you eating or not? I’m going to sleep if you keep hesitating.”

Jiang Sheng was now used to Pei Siyan calling him “wife” and seeing him as Lan Yuan, so he was not surprised by that and casually answered as he called him.

“What’s the deal? Are you going downstairs or not?”

Jiang Sheng yelled at Pei Siyan impatiently for he was still sad and looking at him in silence.

But by the next second, he was suddenly thrown in bed and the world spun around him.

When he realized what had happened, Pei Siyan was already leaning over him. He was staring at Jiang Sheng like a wild beast.

‘Oh crap! Crap crap crap! What the hell is going on now?’

It turned out that one should never respond that easily when someone was calling you his wife.