Became the Terminally Ill Supporting Male Lead's Rabbit Spirit

Chapter 115

Lu Zhe fell to the ground with a thud.

Su Ci hurried over, her eyes immediately noticing the torn fabric at the knee of Lu Zhe's pants and the scraped skin beneath. Her eyes welled up, and even the tip of her nose tingled with emotion. She reached out to help him up, "Your leg is injured. Are you hurt anywhere else? Let me take you to the hospital."

Lu Zhe had fallen before, but never this badly. When he fell, his knee had hit the edge of the stairs, and as he landed on the ground, the skin had been scraped off. His left leg felt numb and weak.

"It's fine, no need to go to the hospital," Lu Zhe said, refusing Su Ci's help as he slowly stood up on his own.

"But you're bleeding," Su Ci bit her lip hard, her eyes reddening as tears pooled in them. "I'm sorry, Lu Zhe. I can't save you."

Lu Zhe was taken aback by the girl's teary eyes. He felt a pang of discomfort, unsure of how to respond. "It's not your fault. I fell on my own. It's just a scrape. I'm really fine."

Su Ci shook her head. She wasn't talking about his fall. "I can't save you from ALS," she said, her eyes growing even redder.

She couldn't contact Fu Gui, and she couldn't see anyone's life value anymore. This meant she couldn't save Lu Zhe.

Hearing her words, Lu Zhe forced a faint smile, finding her a bit naive. "No one can save me."

"That's not true. I could have..."

Lu Zhe had no experience comforting people, and seeing Su Ci's red eyes made his chest tighten uncomfortably. He cut her off, "My leg hurts a little. Can you help me?"

Hearing that Lu Zhe was in pain, Su Ci quickly wiped her tears and moved closer to him, slipping under his arm and letting him lean on her. "Can you walk? I'll support you."

"Mm," Lu Zhe replied, though he barely put any weight on her. Su Ci was too slender to support him properly.

This time, Lu Zhe decided to take a taxi instead of making Su Ci squeeze onto a bus.

Back at their place, Su Ci rushed to grab the first aid kit, urging Lu Zhe, "Sit down and roll up your pant leg."

"I can do it myself," Lu Zhe said, reaching for the kit, but Su Ci ignored him.

She pulled him over to the sofa and made him sit, gesturing for him not to dawdle.

Lu Zhe pursed his lips and finally rolled up his pant leg, revealing the wound on his knee. It was a large scrape, with a bruise forming beside it.

Su Ci's heart ached as she looked at it. She sniffled, trying to hold back her emotions.

She knelt beside Lu Zhe's leg, picking up a cotton swab and dipping it in antiseptic before gently applying it to his wound.

Seeing Lu Zhe flinch, she quickly asked, "Does it hurt?"

"No, just sit properly," Lu Zhe said, feeling slightly awkward with Su Ci kneeling at his feet.

Su Ci glanced up at him, then continued cleaning the wound. Worried that the antiseptic might sting, she blew softly on the wound as she applied it.

Watching her focused expression, Lu Zhe clenched his hand at his side, a strange feeling rising in his chest that he couldn't quite place.

Once Su Ci finished treating his wound, she tossed the cotton swab into the trash and turned to look at Lu Zhe, who was sitting calmly. "Does it still hurt?"

Lu Zhe reached out and pulled Su Ci up. "Don't kneel. Sit here."

Su Ci let herself be pulled up and sat obediently beside him. "You still haven't answered me. Does it hurt?"

Lu Zhe met her gaze. Her eyes were still slightly red, their dark pupils clear and watery, reflecting his image. "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Su Ci instinctively wanted to lean into Lu Zhe's arms, but remembering how distant he had been lately, she sat up straight instead.

Suddenly, Lu Zhe asked, "In your next life, do I still have ALS?"

Su Ci nodded.

Lu Zhe's eyes darkened. If he still had ALS in the next life, why would she stay with him?

"I'm sorry," Su Ci said, her voice muffled. "In the next life, your ALS is cured. But right now, I can't save you."

Lu Zhe was shocked. "Cured?"

Su Ci nodded. "I don't know how to explain it, but in the next life, your illness is gone, and you find your birth parents."

Earlier, at the internet café, she had searched for information about the Lu and Su families. To her surprise, she discovered that in this life, there was no Su family, only the Lu family.

She wondered if this meant she had been transported into the book from another place, and the system had given her this identity.

In the previous life, she hadn't existed, so the Su family didn't exist either.

Su Ci pushed aside her tangled thoughts and told Lu Zhe, "Your father is Lu Chen, the chairman of Lu Corporation. Your mother is Wen Ya. They've been looking for you and will love you dearly."

"Lu Zhe, do you want to meet them?"

The amount of information in Su Ci's words was overwhelming, and Lu Zhe fell silent.

After a long moment, he finally spoke. "No, it's fine."

Su Ci couldn't help but glare at him. "I knew it. In the next life, you were reluctant to meet them at first too."

"But your condition is getting worse. If I suddenly disappear..." Su Ci's nose tingled again. "What will you do alone?"

Lu Zhe's ability to walk was gradually deteriorating. If his condition continued to worsen, he would inevitably need someone to take care of him.

Meeting Su Ci's worried gaze, Lu Zhe said, "I'll go to the hospital."

Su Ci knew that Lu Zhe didn't want to meet his parents because he didn't want them to lose him again after finally finding him.

Su Ci fell silent.

......

After Lu Zhe's fall, Su Ci became a gentle angel, dutifully helping him apply medicine every day.

One day, Su Ci saw Lu Zhe returning home with a bag of peaches in his hand. Behind him, workers were carrying in an air conditioner. "Are you installing an air conditioner?"

"Mm," Lu Zhe replied. When he lived alone, he didn't care much about the heat, content with just a fan at night. But Su Ci couldn't handle it.

Su Ci was sensitive to heat and had woken up several times because of it. That morning, Lu Zhe had gone out specifically to buy an air conditioner for her.

Su Ci's eyes curved into a smile. She knew Lu Zhe had bought the air conditioner just for her.

Her gaze fell on the bag of peaches in his hand, and her smile grew even brighter. She had mentioned wanting peaches yesterday, and he had remembered.

No matter which life it was, Lu Zhe was always so good to her.

In the book, he had saved Zhao Youyou.

Su Ci was both irritated and dissatisfied. "Why?"

The young man's voice, clear and magnetic, was soothing in the quiet night. "If anyone is in mortal danger in front of me, and I have the ability to help, I will."

Lu Zhe's voice softened. "My life isn't long. If I can exchange it for someone else's, it's a fair trade."

He only had less than two years left to live.

Su Ci was stunned. She remembered how Lu Zhe had saved her parents from a fire, even though he hadn't known they were her parents at the time. She also recalled how he had suffered a severe hand injury while rescuing her brother.

The young man's cold exterior hid a heart that was warm and pure.

Su Ci's eyes welled up with tears. She couldn't bear to hear Lu Zhe talk like this.

In the next moment, she got out of bed and squeezed onto Lu Zhe's folding bed.

Her soft body pressed against him, and Lu Zhe immediately sat up in alarm. "Su Ci!"

Su Ci wrapped her arms around him. "Your life is precious too. You can't undervalue it."

She was biased. She only cared about Lu Zhe.

Su Ci didn't want Lu Zhe risking his life to save others. "No matter who it is, you can't sacrifice yourself to save them."

Just thinking about how Lu Zhe would die saving Zhao Youyou in the book made her both angry and jealous. "Especially Zhao Youyou. If she's in danger, you can't save her. Otherwise, I'll be jealous, heartbroken, and furious."

Suddenly being hugged by the girl, Lu Zhe stiffened. Especially when she squirmed in his arms, her movements causing his body to tense painfully.

"Promise me," Su Ci urged.

"Let go first," Lu Zhe tried to push her away, but her nightgown was made of thin fabric. When his hand touched her waist, he felt nothing but softness beneath his palm.

He awkwardly withdrew his hand.

Su Ci clung to him like a little rascal, stubborn and relentless. "Promise me first, then I'll let go."

The faint fragrance of the girl filled his senses, and Lu Zhe's jaw tightened. "Mm."

His voice deepened. "Let go."

Su Ci was never one to keep her word, and her shamelessness knew no bounds. "Call me by my nickname first, then I'll let go."

"Su Ci."

Su Ci wasn't satisfied. "No, that's not how you usually call me."

Lu Zhe pressed his lips together.

Su Ci pestered him. "Say it!"

In the darkness, the young man's ears turned red, and he struggled to get the words out. After a few seconds, he finally spoke. "Tuantuan."

Su Ci's eyes curved into a smile, and this time she obediently released him. Then, she lay down on the folding bed.

Lu Zhe was stunned. "Go back to your bed."

Su Ci grabbed Lu Zhe's hand and pulled him down onto the folding bed with her. She turned to look at him, her eyes brimming with laughter. "We've slept on this bed together before."

"That wasn't me."

"It was you, it was definitely you." Seeing that Lu Zhe was about to argue, Su Ci covered his mouth with her hand. "I'm so sleepy. Let's just sleep."

With that, she rested her head against Lu Zhe's chest and closed her eyes, determined to be stubborn.

The room fell silent.

Lu Zhe could hear the loud thumping of his own heartbeat.

...

The next day, Lu Zhe didn't have to go out for his part-time job. Su Ci walked over with a bowl of freshly washed peaches.

Without her having to say anything, Lu Zhe picked up a small knife and began peeling the peaches. He then cut them into even slices and arranged them on a plate.

"Here," he said, pushing the plate toward her.

After noticing Su Ci's fondness for peaches, Lu Zhe had made sure to keep a steady supply in the fridge.

Su Ci didn't reach for the plate.

Instead, she looked at Lu Zhe with pleading eyes, the small beauty mark beneath her eye adding to her charm. "My hands are tired from washing the peaches. Feed me."

Lu Zhe's expression remained impassive. "Eat them yourself."

Su Ci leaned closer to him, teasing him on purpose. "Feed me. It’ll taste sweeter if you do it. And if you don’t, I might just disappear all of a sudden. Then you..."

Before she could finish, a piece of peach touched her lips.

Su Ci laughed, her body trembling as she fell onto Lu Zhe. "Are you really afraid I’ll disappear?"

His thin lips pressed together, the tips of his ears turning slightly red. His dark eyes were filled with nothing but indulgence.

But the next second, the girl in his arms suddenly turned transparent and vanished.

The warmth in his arms faded, and the peach in his hand fell to the ground.

Lu Zhe froze, his entire body stiffening as he stood there in shock.

His gaze darkened.

After a long while, the young man murmured softly to the empty air, "Yes."

Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Lu Zhe jerked to his feet, limping as he rushed to the door and flung it open.

Outside stood a man and a woman.

The woman’s eyes widened in shock, instantly brimming with tears. "My baby," she choked out.