Xu Wensen didn't return all night. I stayed in the bedroom, smelling the familiar scent of soap, letting loneliness engulf me.

Early the next morning, I was awakened by a barrage of calls from my uncle and aunt, asking why I hadn't gone to bring them food yet.

"We raised you, let you eat for free for so long, and you're not even willing to bring us food? You're so ungrateful? You only work three days a week!" My aunt scolded over the phone.

So, dragging my tired body, I hurriedly took a taxi to the hospital, bought food downstairs, and brought it up. It was just a short trip downstairs to buy food, but they insisted I make the trip to show their authority.

Zheng Jinfei was in better condition than yesterday, able to sit up halfway.

Due to chemotherapy, she had shaved her head, but her perfect face still looked very beautiful.

As soon as I put the food down, Xu Wensen walked in. Seeing him, the spoon in my hand fell to the ground with a clang, leaving me stunned.

"Scared you?" Zheng Jinfei laughed, "I told him not to accompany me, but he insisted... Am I very ugly?"

Xu Wensen had also shaved his head.

I remember, his most precious possession was his hair.

Once, after he washed his hair, I insisted on helping him blow-dry it, but he coldly scolded me, saying he didn't like others touching his hair.

Even cutting his hair, he learned the skill himself and did it at home.

But now, for Zheng Jinfei, he had shaved off all his precious hair.

"Where's the ugliness?" Xu Wensen tapped Zheng Jinfei's nose, teasing her, "I did a good deed, but someone doesn't appreciate it at all, and even calls me ugly?"

I silently scooped up the hot porridge, watching my hands tremble uncontrollably.

Their intimate banter sounded loud in my ears, as if I were the outsider.

The nurses who came to give Zheng Jinfei an IV all marveled, "Miss Zheng, you and your husband have such a good relationship."

The bowl of porridge in my hands finally spilled, the porcelain shards scattered on the floor. I crouched down to pick them up, the sharp pieces cutting my fingers, causing me to let out a soft cry.

"Are you okay?" Xu Wensen finally diverted some attention to me, squatting down to hold my hand, his tone slightly reproachful, "Why are you still so careless?"