When she felt the other person’s hand touch hers, she realized her palm was already covered in cold sweat.
Kyle Kinston naturally noticed this too. He took a tissue and carefully wiped the sweat from her palm. "What kind of nightmare did you have to sweat so much?" he asked with concern.
Nightmare? Mabel Quinn took a long breath, "It’s not really a nightmare, just some things from my childhood."
"What things from your childhood?" After wiping the sweat from her palm, he took another tissue and gently wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, softly tucking the stray hair behind her ear.
"I dreamt of the times in Drumbeat Village when I was a kid. That blind older brother I knew once ran up the mountain one night, and I went to find him. We almost died on that mountain, and later I had a high fever."
His hand, which was wiping her sweat, suddenly paused, "Don’t think too much about it. I’ll get you a glass of water."
"Okay." Mabel replied.
Kyle stood up and went to the water dispenser in the living room, filling a glass with warm water. He looked down at the water in the cup, his eyes shaded with gloom.
Even in her dreams, she still worries about that person? Daniel Harris... he’s the blind older brother from her dream, but this is something he won’t tell her.
Kyle returned to the bedroom and handed the warm water to Mabel Quinn.
Mabel took it and sipped the warm water, gradually feeling a bit more comfortable. After finishing the water, when Mabel lay down again, Kyle’s arm wrapped around her body, their bodies almost completely pressed together.
"Kyle..." Mabel moved slightly, "I’m not really..."
"I’m just holding you, nothing else." Kyle said, "Alright, just have a good sleep."
The room returned once more to a dark and quiet state.
Mabel calmed down, resting her face against Kyle’s chest, yet she found no sleepiness. "Kyle, do you like children?" she asked suddenly.
"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" he looked down at her.
"If..." She bit her lip, looking up at him, "If I say I don’t want to take birth control pills in the future, would you agree?" She couldn’t help but think about this after what Lilith said today.
Even in the darkness, she could still feel his intense gaze on her face.
"Do you want children?" he asked.
Her face flushed slightly, "I... I’m not saying I want them right away, just that... such things, uh... I mean, I want to leave it to nature because I quite like kids..."
"I don’t like kids." His words rendered her silent instantly, "If a child is born but can’t have a proper life in this world, then it’s better not to have them at all."
Was he thinking about his childhood? Mabel wondered silently. Because his mother gave birth to him but didn’t treat him well, is he afraid of not being responsible for a child?
Mabel knew that this shadow could not be eliminated easily, but she still wanted to tell him something. "Kyle..." She raised a hand, wrapped it around his waist, gently closed her eyes, listened to the beat of his heart, and felt his breath surrounding the tip of her nose... "But I’m really grateful that your mom gave birth to you."