Transmigrated as the Cannon Fodder Spouse of the Disabled Beauty - Chapter 18

Xu Luo did not return to the studio. She took her ice cream and sat under the Michelia tree in the yard to enjoy the cool air while eating. As it turned out, she was too exhausted; before she could finish the ice cream, she fell fast asleep.

She had a dream for the first time in a long while. She dreamed of the sea, and of Mermaid Island.

It was a beautiful dream. In it, she seemed to return to the moment of her birth, emerging from the ocean and sleeping soundly wrapped in the embrace of seawater.

She woke up in a state of extreme contentment. When she opened her eyes, she saw Song Yunran by her side, holding her hand and carefully wiping away the melted ice cream from her fingers.

Song Yunran was cleaning with great detail, from the pinky to the thumb, wiping every bit away. After finishing, she interlocked her fingers with Xu Luo’s. The “thank you” was already on the tip of Xu Luo’s tongue, but seeing this scene, it turned into a question instead: “What are you doing?”

Song Yunran raised their joined hands a bit higher and smiled. “I suddenly realized, Luo Luo, that your hands are smaller than mine.”

She was comparing the sizes of their palms.

Small?

Xu Luo was still groggy from sleep, and suddenly, a surge of competitiveness erupted within her.

She lifted one of her feet high: “What’s the point of comparing hands? Let’s compare feet!”

She spoke with grand momentum, as if convinced her foot could stomp down the world’s highest mountain and not just on a map!

Song Yunran: “…”

Seeing that she didn’t speak, Xu Luo’s logic returned. She suddenly remembered Song Yunran’s disabled legs. How could she have brought up such a brainless topic!

“Ah.” A single syllable caught in her throat.

Xu Luo thought Song Yunran’s sudden silence was because she had poked at a painful spot, but that wasn’t it. Song Yunran was simply speechless at her completely unromantic style of competition.

Xu Luo peeked at Song Yunran, her other unoccupied hand nervously clawing at the recliner beneath her.

Just as she was preparing to apologize, Song Yunran spoke first. Song Yunran said, “I won’t compare feet with Luo Luo. I want to compare height. If I could stand up, I should be a bit taller than Luo Luo, right?”

Xu Luo was unconvinced by this conclusion, but she felt she had just said the wrong thing earlier. The guilt was still lingering in her body, so her defiant momentum wasn’t as fierce as before.

She muttered softly, “Is there data to support that?”

“Evidence?” Song Yunran flashed a smile at Xu Luo. “Luo Luo, come a bit closer to me.”

“For what?” Xu Luo didn’t move closer, staring at Song Yunran’s smiling face with a disapproving gaze. “Don’t use low-class methods to defile our sacred competition site!”

She condemned, “Seduction doesn’t work on me!”

Song Yunran laughed softly. “I just want Luo Luo to give me a hand.”

As she spoke, she braced herself against the wheelchair, attempting to stand up.

Seeing this, Xu Luo hurried over to act as a human support pole.

Song Yunran leaned against Xu Luo to stand. She used her hand to measure the height between them and announced cheerfully, “I won.”

Xu Luo no longer had the energy to care about the result. She held Song Yunran in a panic: “Hey, don’t move around recklessly, I can’t hold you up much long—”

Before the word “longer” could leave her mouth, Song Yunran lost her support and tilted toward the recliner to the side, pulling Xu Luo down with her.

Fortunately, the recliner under the tree was custom-made and very large. More than a chair, it was like a bed. As they both fell, the recliner accommodated them both perfectly.

“Whoa—”

Xu Luo cried out in surprise.

Song Yunran, however, was very composed. She took the opportunity to lie on the recliner, pulling the person beside her into her arms and pressing the other’s head against her chest. She patted her back: “Luo Luo is very sleepy, right? Sleep a little longer.”

The person trapped in her arms made no sound.

After a while, a muffled buzzing sound came from her embrace, sounding a bit aggrieved.

“…I got bumped.”

“Where?”

“My head.”

“Hooo—”

Song Yunran blew gently on the head of the person in her arms.

Xu Luo felt comforted. She let out a yawn and fell asleep.

The wind blew, making the treetops rustle, and the rich fragrance of the yellow orchids wove into a quilt, gently covering the two of them.

Xu Luo slept for half the day and couldn’t wake up. Song Yunran, who had been holding her the whole time, noticed something unusual. She pressed her hand against Xu Luo’s forehead and finally realized the problem Xu Luo had a fever.

Not long ago, Xu Luo had discovered Song Yunran had a fever; now, Song Yunran discovered Xu Luo had one.

The fever wasn’t severe; her temperature was just a bit high and she lacked energy. Song Yunran called the family doctor, who deemed it a minor ailment, prescribed some medicine, and left.

Xu Luo took the medicine and went back to bed to lie down. Song Yunran remembered she hadn’t eaten yet, so she asked Auntie Li in the kitchen to cook some porridge, then personally carried it to the room.

Xu Luo was very grateful for Song Yunran’s thoughtfulness, but her gratitude lasted only until she swallowed the first mouthful of porridge.

“It’s vegetarian.”

Even though the patient surnamed Xu had a fever, her pickiness regarding food remained.

She refused to “eat grass.”

“Mhm,” Song Yunran persuaded her good-naturedly. “It’s vegetable porridge. Luo Luo is sick; eating light is good for the body.”

Hearing this thoughtful nonsense, Xu Luo silently pulled the blanket up and covered her head.

Song Yunran laughed and patted the bulge on the bed. “Come out, Luo Luo. Be good.”

Xu Luo was not “good.” She rolled with the blanket to the other side of the bed, staying far away from the person who wanted her to eat grass. Once the distance was sufficient, she poked her head out from under the covers and said gloomily, “I want to eat meat!”

She could feel her body heating up, but her appetite hadn’t been burned away; instead, it grew more vigorous. She could feel that her body was craving an energy supplement.

Song Yunran couldn’t understand this. She simply thought the patient was throwing a tantrum within reasonable limits. She pulled a corner of the blanket, dragging the person wrapped inside closer. She scooped a spoonful of porridge and patiently fed it to her: “Luo Luo, open your mouth.”

Xu Luo stared at the spoonful of porridge as if it were a great enemy. After a while, she compromised and took a mouthful.

Not only that, she sat up, snatched the bowl from Song Yunran’s hands, and slurped it down, quickly finishing the porridge.

Once finished, she collapsed on the bed like a dead fish, her eyes vacant.

“I actually caught a fever,” she said deeply, as if she had a terminal illness.

She was a mermaid. Mermaids had excellent constitutions and rarely developed fevers.

Song Yunran tidied up the dishes and comforted her upon hearing this: “Everyone gets a fever sometimes.”

Upon hearing that, Xu Luo turned her head and stared at her with a look of desolation.

“What’s wrong?” Song Yunran was startled.

Xu Luo let out a long, long sigh.

But she wasn’t a human!

Xu Luo felt that no one could understand her sorrow and wrapped herself tighter in the blanket.

Xu Luo only had a low-grade fever. After taking the medicine and eating the porridge, her temperature returned to normal within two hours. she stayed in bed and went nowhere, playing a few rounds of games. Xiao Huang (Little Yellow) squeezed through the crack in the door. Xu Luo glanced at the fat cat waddling toward her and was shocked by its sturdy frame. Her lips twitched: “Huang, I feel like you’ve gotten fat again?”

The cat didn’t understand the cruelty of human words. It meowed wildly at Xu Luo, righteously demanding an extra meal. Xu Luo was annoyed by the noise and opened a can of cat food for it.

Xiao Huang buried its head and went to town on it.

Xu Luo: “…”

Watching the fat cat eat the canned food, its vigorous manner was contagious, making her feel a sense of hunger.

She started chewing the air.

This action didn’t alleviate her hunger. She rubbed her stomach, got out of bed, and sneaked to the kitchen.

It was now the early hours of the morning. Auntie Li didn’t have the habit of leaving leftovers for the employers, so Xu Luo found nothing to eat in the kitchen. She returned to the second floor with an empty stomach. She sat in her room for a while, thought about it, and then crept up to the third floor to Song Yunran’s room.

She entered the room and went straight to Song Yunran’s bedside, sitting down.

Just as she sat, there was movement on the bed. Song Yunran woke up.

“Feeling unwell again?” Song Yunran’s voice sounded with a hint of sleepiness. The next second, the bedside lamp lit up.

Xu Luo blocked the light with her hand. Once her eyes adjusted, she lowered her hand. A hand was already extended toward her, gently touching the side of her neck Song Yunran was checking her temperature.

“Doesn’t seem to be a noticeable fever,” Song Yunran said.

Xu Luo pulled her hand down from her neck and held it, saying affectionately, “Song Yunran, would you like to go on a moonlit elopement with me right now?”

Song Yunran replied calmly, “Luo Luo, we are legal partners. Fundamentally speaking, we cannot ‘elope’.”

After saying that, she brought the topic back to the fever. “I’ll go get a thermometer; it’s more accurate to measure it.”

Xu Luo stopped her: “I don’t have a fever.”

“It’s still better to check,” Song Yunran said tenderly. “Luo Luo’s symptoms look like she’s burning quite badly.”

Xu Luo: “…”

Was she insulting her?

Was she?!

Xu Luo sniffled: “I really don’t have a fever. I’m just hungry and want to go out for a late-night snack.”

She looked at Song Yunran pleadingly. “But I don’t have a car.”

Song Yunran ignored her and insisted on taking her temperature. Once the thermometer result came out, she finally believed her. Learning that she had been woken up in the middle of the night just for a snack, Song Yunran wasn’t angry. Not only was she not angry, but she also made a call to arrange a car for Xu Luo, and she planned to go along herself, citing that she didn’t feel comfortable with Xu Luo going out alone late at night.

She asked Xu Luo to help her get some clothes for going out: “Luo Luo, can you help me get a shirt from the closet?”

Seeing that her mind was made up, Xu Luo went to get the clothes.

By the time she returned with the clothes, Song Yunran had already unbuttoned all the buttons on her pajamas. She held them closed loosely with her hands, but they weren’t tightly shut, leaving a fragrant shoulder half-exposed.

Xu Luo accidentally caught a glimpse and spaced out for two seconds. She was tripped by something on the floor and suddenly tumbled forward. Song Yunran didn’t have time to catch her and was pinned down by her.

Xu Luo hadn’t even realized what happened when she felt her right hand pressed against something soft.

“Luo Luo—”

Xu Luo heard a low laugh. Immediately after, the owner of the laugh stroked her earlobe.

“Does Luo Luo really want to go eat a late-night snack?”

Xu Luo: “…”

Otherwise?

Otherwise, what did she want to eat?

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