Chapter 693

Fu Sihan sat with a headache for a while, finding James annoyingly noisy. "Shut up," he finally said. James was not someone who could easily shut up. "You don't even cover yourself with clothes, you deserve to get sick. Come back with me now," he retorted. "You seem seriously ill yourself, not going home after work, and sleeping here instead." James didn't stop mumbling, but he roughly covered Fu Sihan with his coat. "It's snowing outside, getting a bit cold." Fu Sihan was silent for a long time and didn't speak a word. A professor once said during his college days, for people suffering from depression, constant love is the best cure. A stable romantic partner can provide an unexpected therapeutic effect. Sadly, he didn't deserve it. "Let's go? You planning to spend another year here?" James mumbled, taking off his scarf and putting it around Fu Sihan's neck. "I'd hate to see you fall sick again with no one to cook for me." Fu Sihan winced. He was obsessively cleanliness-conscious, bot