She ran away from him and was not to be offended by her sickly brother.

Now that he's awake, why do he still pretend to be sick and refuse to tell her?

The joy quickly cooled down, and Meng Xia froze in place for a while before slowly walking over.

She stood by the bed and stared at Huo Xibai's face for a long time, but the man's expression still did not change at all. If it hadn't been captured by the surveillance camera, she would never have believed that he was pretending.

She even wondered if it was haunted, and she didn't doubt him. She didn't expect that he was actually lying to her...

His eyes flickered, and Meng Xia suddenly held Huo Xibai's hand and spoke slowly, "It's been more than a week, why haven't you woke up yet? Is it possible that you just plan to lie down like this?"

"Haven't you been looking for me for many years? Now I'm right in front of you, why don't you open your eyes and look at me?"

"..."

Seeing that the man still had his eyes closed and showed no reaction, Meng Xia narrowed her eyes and sighed deliberately, "I'm sorry, I originally planned to take you away with me after a while, but now I have something urgent and I have to go back. Come on, I’ll come back to pick you up after a while, okay?”

After saying that, she put down Huo Xibai's hand and was about to leave. However, before she took a step, her waist suddenly tightened——

"Don't leave!"

After a moment of spinning, Meng Xia fell into a familiar embrace. Before she could speak, a man's vicious warning came to her ears, "Where else do you want to leave me and run away?!"

The moment she heard his voice, the tip of Meng Xia's nose felt sour, and her eyes became moist, "Are you really awake!? Why are you lying to me when you are awake? Do you know how worried I am about you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his earlobe suddenly hurt, and the man's gloomy voice sounded in his ear, "So you are also worried about me, so have you ever thought about how I got here in the past five years?!"

"Do you know that I have been looking for you. Whenever I hear some news about you, no matter where in the world I am, I will fly there immediately."

"But every hope turned into despair again and again. Even in the end, even I couldn't help but wonder whether you really have...already..."

After a pause, the man's final voice became hoarse, and the remaining words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't come out.

Meng Xia felt very sad when he heard this, and suddenly felt a heat on his shoulders. He subconsciously wanted to turn his head, but Huo Xibai firmly controlled him and refused to do so.

She could only comfort her gently, "I'm sorry, I'm late..."

"What's the use of being sorry? Do you know how much I've been in the past five years..."

Before Huo Xibai could finish his sentence, his head was suddenly held by the woman. Before he could react, a soft, long-lost, sweet kiss fell on him.

After being stunned for only two seconds, the man immediately turned his back, grabbed her head hard, and deepened the kiss.

After so many years, the moment their skins touched each other again, the memories buried in the depths were instantly awakened. Their bodies seemed to remember each other, and they soon became passionate.

Huo Xibai's movements were urgent and fast, more like venting than kissing, leaving red marks one after another on Meng Xia's snow-white skin.

Meng Xia frowned in pain, but did not refuse. She even reached out and hugged him, "Don't worry, I won't run away this time..."

The man's body stiffened, and there were more urgent movements in his ears, but the strength of his hands was still a little lighter...

As the clothes fell one by one, the temperature in the room became better and better. Even the air was filled with an ambiguous smell...