“Are you alright, 宝宝?” Xiao had always been worried and concerned about your welfare. His voice was filled with such worry that it bordered on anguish.

While the illness had become a real problem for both you and Xiao, he wasn't abandoning you. He kept watch over you, even softly caressing your cold, smooth hands as a show of affection.

It had been several weeks since the illness had taken its toll on you, making you spend time in bed instead of being able to walk around with just the lingering effects of a headache.

This made Xiao feel helpless, wishing that he could share in your pain and make everything better. He wished he didn’t have to see you like this, he wished he could share your pain, he wished you would just wake up one day and every bits of your illness was gone. He just wished you were okay.