1927: I Think You'll Definitely Not Die

I Think You'll Definitely Not Die

"Yes, I know." Xu Baohan's lips curled into a smile as he leaned into her embrace.2

If he had known that her heart would ache for his embarrassing past, he would have said it long ago.

In the afternoon, An Lan completed the discharge procedures and the two of them returned to Xu Baohan's house. It was almost five o'clock when they reached home. An Lan lay on the sofa and rested for more than 20 minutes before she heard the sound of water coming from the kitchen.

She quickly walked over and saw Xu Baohan holding the electric rice cooker and cooking.

"Leave it there, I'll do it. Your neck hasn't recovered yet, what if you twist it again? Won't you have a crooked neck?" An Lan sighed as she took the electric rice cooker.

"But... you'll be tired if I let you cook every day." Xu Baohan really didn't want her to work too hard. He hadn't performed well recently and had been playing the sympathy card. It wasn't good to do that.

"It's fine. When you're well, you can cook," An Lan said casually.

After she said that, she felt a strange silence behind her.

She had just turned around when Xu Baohan's lips kissed hers. He gazed at her gently. "Okay, I'll do it. Then... can we try living together?"

"..."

What?

How did the topic of living together come about?

An Lan's eyes widened, her face flushed red as she opened her mouth.

Xu Baohan interrupted her, "What I meant was that we can live together from time to time, and even if I am discharged, An Lan, I still need you to take care of me. Look, actually, when we are in the hospital..."

"The hospital only has one bed, there's no other choice." An Lan reminded him through gritted teeth. "And you are a patient, there's nothing you can do. Once you recover, who knows if you will touch me or not."

"An Lan, you're thinking too far ahead. I've never thought about it, I just thought that if we stayed together, I could make you more delicious food. It's fine if you don't want to, but in this period of time... do you have the heart to leave me alone at home?" Xu Baohan raised an eyebrow, "What if I get up in the middle of the night and twist my neck and no one calls the ambulance for me? What if I accidentally break my neck and die in the middle of the night? No one would know..."

"I think you definitely won't die," An Lan interrupted with a cold smile. "How could someone like you die from breaking your neck, when you didn't even die after falling from the twelfth floor?"

"Without you, I might have," Xu Baohan said gently as he hugged her waist.

"..."

An Lan forced herself to avert her gaze so that she wouldn't be mesmerized by his deep and pitiful gaze.

"Besides, my brain hasn't fully recovered yet," Xu Baohan reminded her. "What if I get dizzy, fall to the ground and become a fool? The worst thing would be for you to become your sister's neighbor."

"Forget it." An Lan really had to hand it to him. Why hadn't she seen such a side of him in court before? "Alright, Alright, I'll stay, I'll sleep next door."

"The bed next door is broken," Xu Baohan said.

An Lan was stunned. "Nonsense, it was fine when I saw it before. Besides, there's more than one bed."

"What I mean is... It'll break later." Xu Baohan smiled. "It's not a crime to destroy your own property, right, Lawyer An?"

An Lan was dumbfounded.

She had seen shameless people before, but she had never seen such shameless people to this extent.

"Fine, I'll sleep with you." An Lan admitted defeat helplessly. With his neck already in such a state, she didn't believe that he could do anything else.

As for what to do after he recovered, she had to go to work, so it wouldn't be convenient for her to stay with him.

...

After dinner, Xu Baohan dragged An Lan to the nearby supermarket to buy some toiletries.

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