After being reborn, the aloof female CEO became a paranoid.

The night was as dark as ink, but Zhou Yu's heart was heavier than the darkness itself.

He knew exactly what was going to happen next, and with painful memories of his past life, he was instantly overwhelmed with tension and grief. His stomach suddenly spasmed, and he gasped for breath in pain.

"Hiss—" He gritted his teeth and endured it, but Xu Xinran thought he was playing tricks again and sneered: "What? Starting to play new tricks again? Or do you not want to save Jiang Wanwan anymore?"

Zhou Yu endured the pain: "Xu Xinran, I really..." Before he could finish speaking, another wave of excruciating pain struck him, his face turned deathly pale, and he was drenched in cold sweat.

Xu Xinran finally noticed that something was wrong with him. Her heart tightened, and she quickly got off him. She then reached out and touched his forehead, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he did not have a fever.

Seeing his pain, she finally softened her heart and gently lifted his head so that he could comfortably lean against her lap.

"Zhou Yu, what... what's wrong with you?" Her voice was filled with anxiety and unease.

Zhou Yu's voice was so weak it was almost swallowed by the night: "Please...please, don't...don't force me anymore..."

Xu Xinran's heart clenched painfully. She had never seen Zhou Yu like this before, so vulnerable and helpless.

Without hesitation, she immediately called her family doctor. After an examination, the doctor diagnosed her with acute gastroenteritis.

They immediately started him on an IV drip.

After the doctor left, the room fell silent again. Xu Xinran sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Zhou Yu with a complicated expression. The day's exhaustion made her unconsciously rub her temples.

Looking at Zhou Yu's pale face, she felt an indescribable pang of heartache.

She slowly raised her hand, wanting to gently touch his cheek, but her hand froze in mid-air when she felt his resistance. Finally, she sighed softly and withdrew her hand.

What am I to you?

Her voice broke the silence, trembling slightly.

Zhou Yu kept his lips tightly shut, unwilling to answer, the fine sweat on his forehead telling a story of his pain.

Seeing this, Xu Xinran gave a wry smile: "Don't worry, I won't touch you."

Her tone carried a hint of helplessness and self-mockery; she understood that her previous behavior had already disgusted him.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

"I just... really want you to stay by my side."

She whispered these words, with a hint of barely perceptible humility and pleading.

This obsession is only directed at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu glanced at her with a mixture of disbelief and suspicion, his eyes still wary.

"Does it still hurt?"

He paused for a moment before realizing what she was asking, and then nodded.

Perhaps this way, Xu Xinran will be more rational and won't force others to do things against their will.

As expected, Zhou Yu made the right bet!

Seeing that he was still in pain, Xu Xinran immediately asked someone to bring him a glass of warm water and handed it to him: "Drinking some warm water might make you feel better."

Zhou Yu took the cup and said "thank you," but the pain did not lessen much.

Just as he was about to lie down, Xu Xinran suddenly moved closer, gently placed her hand on his abdomen, and began to gently massage it.

"What... are you doing?" Zhou Yu was somewhat taken aback, but more so wary.

"This will help you relax a bit. Don't move, relax."

Xu Xinran's relaxed tone made it difficult for Zhou Yu to discern her true intentions.

But undeniably, this action did distract him, and the pain seemed to lessen somewhat.

As he watched Xu Xinran massage him earnestly, memories of his past life flooded back. How could Xu Xinran have treated him like this back then?

He felt a mix of emotions, both touched and aggrieved, and his eyes welled up with tears.

Xu Xinran noticed his unusual behavior and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Does it still hurt a lot?"

Zhou Yu nodded slightly, but the pain in his heart was far more intense than the physical pain. He turned his head away and said in a muffled voice:

"Xu Xinran...can you please stop...I'm not ready yet, please don't force me, okay?"

Xu Xinran sighed and compromised: "Fine, I won't force you. But you're not leaving. I'll do whatever you want except for this."

"Then... can we sleep in separate rooms?"

Zhou Yu mustered his courage and spoke up. He needed space and time to sort everything out.