Became the Terminally Ill Supporting Male Lead's Rabbit Spirit

Chapter 118

The next day, sunlight filtered through the white curtains, scattering speckles of light across the floor.

Lu Zhe had already woken up. He looked down at the girl nestled in his arms, her head resting against his chest, revealing only the back of her dark-haired head. Her feet were comfortably tucked between his, their bodies pressed close together.

Suddenly, the girl stirred. She lifted her chin, her face brushing against his neck, her warm breath falling softly on his skin.

A tingling sensation spread through him, and Lu Zhe's Adam's apple bobbed as he instinctively tried to pull back slightly. But the girl's hand rested on his waist, her entire body clinging to him tightly.

Lu Zhe didn't move again. Instead, he held her closer, his dark eyes filling with warmth as he gazed at the sunlight streaming into the room.

Today, Lu Zhe needed to go to the hospital for a check-up. As usual, the caregiver arrived at the scheduled time and knocked on the door.

The girl in his arms shifted, frowning as she burrowed deeper into his embrace. "Lu Zhe, I still want to sleep," she murmured drowsily, her voice filled with dependence.

Lu Zhe couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy for his future self.

The caregiver continued knocking outside. Su Ci finally woke up, her eyes hazy with sleep as she blinked at Lu Zhe, still not fully conscious.

"Did the noise wake you?" Lu Zhe leaned down and kissed the top of her head.

Su Ci's voice was soft and lazy. "Who's outside?"

Lu Zhe reached out and gently pinched her rosy cheek. "It's the caregiver. I have to go to the hospital for a check-up today."

"A check-up?" Su Ci's mind cleared as she realized she was face-to-face with the Lu Zhe from her previous life. "Then you should get up quickly," she said, no longer holding him back.

"Mm," Lu Zhe responded.

Outside the door, the caregiver frowned when she received no response. Over the past few months, she had learned that Lu Zhe was a highly disciplined person with a very precise internal clock. Normally, he would already be up by this time.

But today, there was no answer from inside the room. Concerned, the caregiver turned the doorknob and entered.

As a patient with ALS, Lu Zhe was at constant risk, and his family had given her permission to enter his room in emergencies to ensure his safety.

The caregiver stepped inside, only to freeze in shock at the sight before her. Lu Zhe was lying in bed, his arms wrapped around someone—a girl in a white shirt, her fair skin peeking out from under the covers.

Lu Zhe quickly pulled the blanket higher, shielding Su Ci from view. His voice was cold as he demanded, "Who told you to come in?"

"Lu Zhe, I... I thought something might have happened to you," the caregiver stammered, utterly stunned. She had rushed in, fearing the worst, only to find a woman in his bed.

"Get out!"

Lu Zhe's sharp tone left the caregiver flustered. She quickly apologized and hurried out of the room.

Once the door closed, Su Ci peeked out from under the blanket. "What do we do now? We've been found out."

Last night, Su Ci had forgotten to lock the door, and Lu Zhe didn't have the habit of locking it either, given his condition. If his health deteriorated further, someone needed to be able to reach him at any moment.

Lu Zhe gently reassured her, "It's fine. I'll handle it."

Since the secret was out, Lu Zhe made no attempt to hide it further. He instructed someone to prepare clothes for Su Ci.

When Wen Ya heard from the caregiver that there was a strange girl in her son's room, she was equally shocked.

When she arrived at Lu Zhe's room and saw the unfamiliar girl opening the door, Wen Ya had no choice but to believe it.

"Auntie Wen Ya, hello," Su Ci greeted her with a hint of shyness. Despite meeting her in a different timeline, Su Ci felt no sense of unfamiliarity with Wen Ya, as they had always gotten along well.

Wen Ya nodded politely and entered the room, where she saw her son sitting in his wheelchair, fully dressed. "My dear, who is this...?"

Lu Zhe didn't look at Su Ci. He was being selfish, but he admitted, "She's my girlfriend."

Su Ci's eyes lit up at his words. Had Lu Zhe finally acknowledged their relationship?

Wen Ya was momentarily speechless. "Why haven't you mentioned her before?"

Lu Zhe's smile was faint. "Because I thought I'd lost her."

Wen Ya had never heard her son speak of a girlfriend before, so the sudden appearance of this girl was indeed a shock.

But as a woman accustomed to high society, Wen Ya quickly composed herself and turned her attention to the girl.

Now that she took a closer look, Wen Ya realized how beautiful the girl was—delicate, refined, and radiant. She had met many young ladies from prestigious families, but none could compare to the girl before her.

Wen Ya spoke gently, "What should I call you?"

Facing the older woman's scrutiny, Su Ci remained poised and introduced herself confidently. "My name is Su Ci."

Mind what?

The whispers of the crowd? Or the pitying looks directed at Su Ci?

Su Ci was smart and knew Lu Zhe well. She answered firmly, “The only person I care about is you. Everyone else is irrelevant to me.”

Lu Zhe chuckled softly, his sickly face looking even more refined.

He was just afraid that he wouldn’t have enough time to do anything with her before she suddenly disappeared again.

If she were to disappear for another year, he might no longer be here...

“Are we on a date now?” Lu Zhe asked the girl behind him.

Hearing his words, Su Ci was slightly surprised, then she laughed, “Yes.”

She added, “Dates usually involve watching movies. Do you want to watch one?”

“Have you watched movies with the next version of me?”

“Of course, it’s one of the things couples must do.” The current Lu Zhe was still very inexperienced, and while Su Ci liked that about him, she also felt the urge to tease him.

Since Lu Zhe was in a wheelchair, a regular theater wasn’t suitable for him. Fortunately, there was a private cinema on the fifth floor of the mall.

The cinema had private rooms, perfect for couples or friends, offering a quiet and comfortable environment. They also provided drinks and snacks.

After buying the tickets, Su Ci pushed Lu Zhe into the private room.

The room was lit with warm yellow lights, featuring a long sofa, a coffee table, and a large screen. The decor was casual and relaxing.

Lu Zhe’s wheelchair was placed next to the sofa. He supported his upper body and, refusing Su Ci’s help, struggled to move himself onto the sofa.

Su Ci folded his wheelchair and placed it to the side, then sat down next to him.

At that moment, a staff member knocked and entered, placing drinks, a fruit platter, and snacks on the coffee table before politely exiting.

The movie began.

There weren’t any particularly good films recently, so Su Ci randomly picked a sci-fi movie.

She grabbed a handful of popcorn from the table, feeding a piece to Lu Zhe before eating some herself.

The movie started with an intense action scene. Su Ci leaned back on the sofa, quietly watching the screen.

Beside her, Lu Zhe quietly watched the girl. The light from the screen reflected on her face, making her fair skin glow even more.

“Lu Zhe,” Su Ci turned her head, her eyes meeting his gaze. She smiled, her eyes curving into crescents, “Is the movie not as good-looking as me?”

“Mhm.”

Su Ci’s delicate features filled with a hint of pride. She took a sip of her juice, feeling quite self-satisfied, “I thought so too.”

“But don’t keep looking at me, it’s distracting,” Su Ci bit her straw, slightly annoyed.

She knew she had no resistance against him, yet Lu Zhe kept staring at her like that. Was he trying to tempt her into doing something reckless?

Lu Zhe chuckled softly. He took the drink from her hand and placed it on the table. His cold fingertips gently held her chin as he leaned closer, “Tuantuan, can I kiss you?”

Su Ci blinked, but before she could respond, his lips were already on hers.

Cold, yet soft.

He kissed her slowly, tracing her lips, nibbling gently, his movements still clumsy.

Su Ci pulled back slightly, teasing him, “Do you not know how to kiss?”

Remembering something, she nodded, “I almost forgot, your first kiss was just as clumsy as this.”

Lu Zhe’s eyes darkened. Men hated being compared, even if it was to his future self.

His large hand cupped the back of her head, pulling her closer.

This time, Lu Zhe kissed her more firmly. Su Ci had just sipped her juice, and her lips tasted sweet. Yet, he seemed to lack finesse, eagerly tracing the outline of her lips.

Su Ci’s eyes sparkled with amusement as she slightly parted her lips.

Finding his way, Lu Zhe’s gaze deepened, the sweetness on his tongue overwhelming.