He held her tightly. Even though his face and chest were faintly aching, he felt an incomparable joy, an indescribable exhilaration. This feeling intensified, especially when her hot tears fell on his face. It brought a sense of security too profound to put into words—as if he had recovered sothing precious he had once lost.
Xixi, I can’t let you go, not now, not ever.
She lted in his arms, as if she could clearly hear his inner voice. This greedy man, he had never planned to let go of , not even if I had to remain his secret mistress for a lifeti.
The bed was spacious, but she curled up in the farthest corner, keeping a considerable distance from him. Despite his passionate feelings, her defensive attitude made him hesitate.
He moved a chair to sit in front of her, his voice gentle, "Xixi, don’t be afraid. Rest for a little while."
An angry howl rose within her. How can I sleep in a wolf’s den?
However, he showed no signs of leaving. Instead, he remained seated, relaxed, legs stretched out, looking extrely comfortable.
At first, she stayed alert. However, she couldn’t withstand the exhaustion from the long ordeal and soon fell asleep leaning against the wall. Seeing her slumped over, her head bobbing like a chick pecking at grain, Wan Donglin couldn’t help but feel both annoyed and amused.
The funniest thing was how she clutched her bag tightly in front of her, as if it were a lethal weapon that could protect her.
He had intended to move the bag away but pulled his hand back. Instead, he silently tucked the blanket around her before examining her without inhibition. When she slept, her brows were completely relaxed. They looked like the tenderest willow leaves in spring. He had never seen such beautiful brows; not even the most skillful artist could capture their exquisite, almost divinely crafted shape.
After a while, he sighed lightly, looking extrely content.
Since their separation, this was the first ti they were this close, face to face, without any distance between them.
No matter how much he longed for her, how much pain he was in, he dared not push things further.
For so reason, his heart beat furiously, THUMP-THUMP-THUMP. It’s like eting an online friend in person for the first ti—and they turn out to be even better and more perfect than I imagined! He was secretly pleased because she was still unaware of this!
That’s why she always poured her heart out to , the "stranger," without any reservation. I can’t imagine her reaction if she knew that "stranger" was . Would she utter even half a word more then? How amusing.
The rain mixed with snow fell all through the night. By dawn, the sky grew even darker, as if daylight was never going to co.
Yan Xixi was woken by the ringing of her cellphone. She opened her eyes and looked around in confusion. Suddenly, she realized soone was lying next to her—she was so startled she nearly jumped out of bed but was quickly restrained by a pair of large hands.
Thankfully, her clothes were still on and tidy. Instinctively, she reached for her phone but struggled to find it. Eventually, she located it in her bag. Seeing the na "Xiaojue" flashing on the screen, she choked back a sob, "Xiaojue..."
I must tell Xiaojue the address; he’ll co right away.
Soone snatched her cellphone away. Wan Donglin spoke, his voice cool and detached, "Huang Xiaojue, right? Stop looking for Xixi. She’s at my place, safe and sound. We haven’t gotten out of bed yet..."
"Hello..."
The call was already disconnected. He casually turned off the phone and tossed it aside nonchalantly.
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