“Danyan…”

"I'm fine." Don't look away from his sight, Ji Weiran interrupted him in a low voice, and his body subconsciously shrank back, as if he wanted to keep a distance from him.

In the darkness, Li Youlin still saw clearly her movement of reaching out to stroke her hair. Even though she seemed calm, in fact, he still noticed the panic.

She was scared.

"What did you dream about?" he asked again for fear of her situation.

Then, he noticed that her body was stiff.

He habitually reached out to pull her: "Ranran..."

I don’t want to avoid the conditioned reflex in front of me, and avoid my own touch like avoiding the plague.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Li Youlin's chest was still stuffy.

“Danyan…”

A low voice seemed to be entangled with thousands of words.

Ji Weiran's breathing was slightly stagnant.

"It's nothing," she closed her eyes, tried to get rid of the gloomy scene in her mind, and said calmly in a calm tone, "It's just a dream."

She never looked at him.

And as her words fell, the room became quiet again.

Although she concealed it very well, Li Youlin still felt her fear. He knew her and had been together for so long, but in fact she could not hide any changes from him.

She is just holding on.

What did you dream of?

Li Youlin stared at her, suddenly curled his lower lip, and then spoke again. His tone was deliberately slutty and bad: "Nothing, do you take the initiative to get into my arms? Hold me and refuse to let go?"

Ji Weiran choked by him.

Inexplicably, shame and annoyance came. She took a deep breath and calmly looked up to meet his gaze: "Sorry, I was just accidentally. I'm going to sleep. Please go down, or go back to your car."

Four eyes are opposite.

Her eyes were cold and her tone was cold.

Li Youlin didn't say anything, but looked at her with deeper eyes.

Ji Weiran doesn't like this at all.

"Li..."

The hand was suddenly held.

Caught off guard.

Ji Weiran subconsciously wanted to shake it away, but she didn't expect that the man would grab it and cover it with his forehead before he moved.

"Ranran, touch me, do I have a fever? I always feel uncomfortable all over."

A hoarse voice entangled in it, as if there was nothing.

Ji Weiran's hands stumbled.

"put……"

Li Youlin's eyes became darker and darker, and he spoke softly before her: "The ground is too cold. Can I sleep on the bed? Don't worry, I will cover myself with my own quilt and will not touch you, can I?"

I don’t know if it was influenced by his words, but Ji Weiran not only felt that the place he held was hot, but even his forehead under her palm was burning a lot.

A hint of panic surged in his heart. Ji Weiran's breathing suddenly became rapid, almost without thinking. She struggled and scolded: "Li Youlin, don't be too arrogant!"

The hands remained motionless.

"you……"

"It's really uncomfortable to not be too tempted. The ground is really too cold. Ranran, I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, please touch me."

Despite being in the dark, the man's eyes are still so bright.

Ji Weiran was forced to look at him.

In the end, she lost and turned her gaze away first, with a little undetectable escape: "It's up to you."

She suddenly shook off his shackles and quickly turned her back to him, then lay down and pulled the quilt to cover her head.

Her body was tense, and she closed her eyes tightly, and her hand holding the quilt was getting stronger and stronger.

In the darkness, her hearing was infinitely amplified. She clearly heard the sound of a man getting out of bed and then going back to bed to cover the quilt. She also felt the bed sinking extremely clearly.

The house became quieter.

A sigh fell into the air, faintly, as if there were, as if there were nothing.

Ji Weiran's body became tighter, and even his nerves were also tighter.

Fortunately, the man kept his promise and really didn't touch her.

But even so, she still didn't relax.

She couldn't sleep either.

Opening her eyes, she looked out the window.

The rain had already stopped, and there was no sound of hitting the glass, but somehow, she thought of the strange cry that she had heard before, which was close to her ears.

It's a dream, she thought.

It must be.

Her fingers were clenched unconsciously, so she comforted herself, and she closed her eyes again.

She thought she would suffer from insomnia next.

I wonder if it was because of the comforting effect or the aura of a man was shrouded behind her. Not only did she not suffer from insomnia, but even the sound seemed to disappear and never heard it again.

Soon, a steady and long breathing sounded.

Behind.

Li Youlin carefully turned over and looked at her.

He waited for a long time and was sure that she was really asleep before reaching out and holding her in his arms. Just like every day he was together at that time, the difference was that he used to want to integrate her with himself, but now he could only move gently without hurting her or waking her up.

The familiar breath and familiar touch were obviously not seen for only two months, but he felt like a century had passed.

Too long.

After a long time, he was so touched that he couldn't bear to let go, and just wanted time to stop there.

A silent sigh in his heart, he gently kissed her hair.

"Sleep, I'll be here to accompany you, don't be afraid."

The house returned to silence.

The next day.

Ji Weiran woke up very early.

In the second half of the night, she did not dream again, nor did she hear that sound again. She slept very peacefully, and it could even be said that she had the best sleep in the past two months.

But, she soon noticed something strange.

She... was held in her arms by the man, her back against his chest, and she seemed to be able to clearly feel his heartbeat, while his breath was sprayed on her sensitive neck.

Once this consciousness became clear, her breathing suddenly stopped, and then her body tensed up.

"Well, Ranran..."

Suddenly, a low murmuring came into my ears.

His body was even stiffer, and Ji Weiran dared not move at all.

She was afraid that he would wake up.

In this way, she waited for a long time until she was sure that he was really just talking in his sleep just now, and her body gradually returned to normal.

only……

When she thought of his murmur, her mood was indescribable and her chest became stuffy.

She didn't want to do this anymore, so she carefully took away his hand that was put on her waist and got up.

I changed into my clothes and wanted to leave immediately, but I didn't expect to catch a glimpse of his face in the aftermath.

He seemed to be sleeping heavily, but his brows were slightly frowning.

She thought of Aunt Lin's words last night.

She couldn't help but wonder, did he really drive all the way from the provincial capital?

So long...

Ji Weiran felt that her mood was even more complicated and she felt indescribable.
To be continued...