Fu Shihan said it’s taken care of, so it must be, right? After all, who dares to defy him?
Su Wanxin took her phone and checked Weibo again, then relaxed a little.
After Fu Shihan took a bath, he came back and pushed the door open, only to see the room bathed in dim light, her body lying on her side, wrapped tightly in the blanket as if she was about to fall asleep in a daze.
A softness involuntarily surged in the depths of his heart. Fu Shihan walked slowly towards her, lifted the blanket, climbed onto the bed, and asked her softly, "Tired?"
"Mhm."
"Ah." Fu Shihan sighed heavily and smiled bitterly, "Then sleep."
He lay down and gently embraced her, but he was already devoid of any sleepiness.
Her fragrance was mesmerizing, seemingly because she was not quite used to lying in the same bed with him, her body was somewhat tense in his arms.
"I’ve promised not to touch you, what are you still afraid of?" Fu Shihan sensed her tension and asked softly.
"I’m afraid you’ll go back on your word." Su Wanxin lowered her eyelids, hesitantly saying, "I always feel like you agreed too readily, as if you’re deceiving me."
Fu Shihan let out a wry laugh, "If I don’t agree, you refuse to come up and sleep. If I agree, it becomes me lying to deceive you?"
"And who made you pester me so much in the hotel, so intensely."
And he even ran back home in the middle of the night, so his easy agreement now seemed... a bit unreal.
"You mean to say, me caring about you is now my fault?" Fu Shihan couldn’t help but say, "Were you always this heartless?"
Su Wanxin pouted, not answering.
time slowly passed, and the room fell silent, nobody said anything for a while, only the sound of each other’s breathing could be heard.
Su Wanxin’s eyes were tightly closed, and after a long time, she slowly opened them and then met his gaze.
He hadn’t slept, not even closing his eyes, just watching the person in his arms with burning eyes, like she was some treasured item.
In that moment when their eyes met, Fu Shihan’s throat felt itchy, and he softly called her name.
"Wanwan."
He didn’t expect any response, just suddenly wanted to call out, to affirm her real presence.
"...Mhm." Su Wanxin nodded slightly and snuggled into his arms, "Why aren’t you sleeping?"
Fu Shihan chuckled softly, "Can’t sleep."
She knew why he couldn’t sleep.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Go ahead."
"I’ve been to your house several times, why... have you only ever let me stay in the guest room, and never in your room?"
Fu Shihan was stunned, not expecting her to ask this question. He thought of the photos on the walls of the main bedroom, and for a moment didn’t know how to respond.
He hadn’t told her about the photos, not out of intention to hide, but simply had not found a suitable opportunity. He also worried that she might feel too pressured if she saw those things, thinking he...
had psychological issues.
After all, no normal man would hang pictures of a woman all over every place he lived in, and not just one or two pictures.
"Does it mean in the future when I come over, I can only stay here?" Su Wanxin asked as he remained silent.
"No." Fu Shihan denied, "You can come over whenever you want."
"Then I want to go now."
"Are you sure?"
"...Yes." Su Wanxin nodded gently, "Carry me there."
She suddenly became clingy and somewhat tormenting. Fu Shihan clenched his teeth and nodded in agreement.