711 Kinds Of Failure

She only muttered to herself, "Are they all taking turns? Just come all at once. It's very difficult to keep my emotions in check with you all taking turns like this."

"What are you mumbling to yourself?"

Xiu looked up and shook her head, "I was just thinking how my Ying Jie's aura is enough to light up this depressing hospital."

Ying narrowed her eyes at Xiu, "There is no need to flirt. That's his job." She was pointing at Han Bohai who stood beside her. "It's already weird enough that both of you have the same flirting style."

Han Bohai's eyes flashed with an incomprehensible emotion but he lowered his eyes to hide it. 

"I feel like the most successful fan ever! The Superstar of my dreams has come to see me." Xiu clapped her hand, "Oh, now I know... It wasn't Ying Jie's aura. It was our brightest star overshadowing the moon on this beautiful night."

Han Bohai finally looked up and seeing Xiu grinning, he smiled softly and said, "That was very impressive. You should become a screenwriter."

"Right?" Xiu excitedly straightened up. "I also think I'll write some good fluffy stories. But if I do write one, would you star in it?"

"I wouldn't dare refuse my lady boss," replied Han Bohai without any hesitation.

Xiu scowled at him, "That's no fun then. It'd be like I'm taking advantage of my position."

"What's wrong with taking advantage of your position?" questioned Han Bohai in amusement.

Xiu fixed the pillows behind her and leaned back saying, "If I have to use my position then I should use it properly..." She took a pause and added, "And the proper way is to become the century's biggest and accomplished good for nothing. That's it! That's my goal in life now! I'm gonna become good for nothing and only gonna laze around my days. Haha! Even just thinking about it, is exciting me."

"That's some goal you have set for yourself," said Ying while shaking her head at Xiu.

"I don't think my husband would mind though," replied Xiu. "I've been thinking of what to do for so long but yet I came up with nothing. I think being good for nothing suits me."

"I don't think there is anything your husband would mind as long as it makes you happy."

"Couldn't have said it better," agreed Xiu. "By the way, how many people are outside?"

Ying pressed her lips together before replying, "There are quite a few." Seeing Xiu's expressions, she added, "But don't worry. The rest won't come to see you right now."

"Huh? Really? Why?"

Xiu laughed heartily as she heard this and said, "Ah-Xin is really something." She suddenly felt something warm touching her face and flinched slightly. As she turned her eyes, she was stunned.

While she had been busy talking to Ying, they both had not noticed when Han Bohai had gone to get a wet towel. Xiu stared at his face in confusion as he calmly said, "You have tear stains. Besides, it's not good to leave your makeup on for the night."

Xiu didn't say anything, instead turned her face to let him wipe it for her. Han Bohai also didn't take a step back and continued to gently do it.

"You seem very experienced," said Ying as she noticed the way Han Bohai was carefully cleaning Xiu's face.

Han Bohai's eyes didn't move from Xiu's face as he answered, "I had an idiot sister who seemed to love coming to hospitals. And then she also tried to act spoiled by not doing these tasks herself. It was the only time she'd be willful so I got a lot of practice."

Xiu suddenly chuckled. She couldn't help it. The way Han Bohai reminded her of the past made her realize that they both were thinking of the very same thing. 

"What are you laughing about?" asked Ying.

"Nothing. Just thought of something funny," replied Xiu trying to hold back her laughter. When Han Bohai was done cleaning her face, she gave him a sincere smile and said, "Thank you! I think I'm gonna stop washing my face from now. It's been touched by the Film Emperor Han's jade hands. How would I dare wash away the feel of it?"

"Wow! You're more dramatic than I thought," said Han Bohai meaningfully.

Xiu cleared her throat, "Jokes apart. I'm sincerely thankful. Even my idiot best friend didn't think of doing this for me."

Han Bohai smiled back at her, "As I just said, I have a lot of experience with taking care of patients."

"That must have made you a very patient person," said Xiu.

He shook his head saying, "Nah. It had the reverse effect on me. Now, I'm more impatient."

"You seem about the same to me though," said Xiu in a low voice.

"What?" asked Han Bohai and Xiu shook her head. However, Han Bohai had heard her words and even smiled imperceptibly.

Now that Ying sat beside Xiu, she finally asked, "What happened? I know you're impatient but how come you couldn't wait for another day to deal with Meihui?"

Xiu smiled devilishly as she retorted, "What if I say I wanted to do it on her wedding day?"

"That's not something you'd do. Of course, Meihui incited you but the question is, how?"

Xiu thought back to Qiu Meihui's words and her face turned dark. "She just said something that made me realize, no matter what I won't be able to accept her as my Li bro's wife. So, I let all my emotions run wild."

"She's already your Li bro's wife," reminded Ying.

Xiu's smile twisted as she looked lovingly at Ying and said, "There are three kinds of failure in life. One; you wanted something but were never able to. Two; you gained what you wanted only to lose it later on. Three; you thought you got something, only to see it slip away from your grasp." She paused briefly and added, "Isn't it more painful when you think you won but fall on your own face the very next moment?"