Sheng Ning’an turned her head, puzzled, and looked at her.
Xu Weiran, "You sleep in the room, I’ll sleep on the sofa."
"No way!" Sheng Ning’an refused, "Your hand is injured, sleeping on the sofa isn’t safe. What if you accidentally press on the fractured hand?"
Xu Weiran, "It’s okay, I’ll be careful."
But once people fall asleep, how can they be careful or not careful?
Sheng Ning’an disagreed, but Xu Weiran insisted.
He couldn’t let his girlfriend sleep on the sofa while he slept in bed.
"Forget it, then let’s just sleep in the bed together!" In the end, Sheng Ning’an decided.
The bed was considerably larger than the sofa after all.
It was safer for the two of them to share the bed than for him to sleep alone on the sofa.
At worst, she would sleep lightly at night, trying not to touch him.
This time, Xu Weiran did not object.
When Sheng Ning’an finished taking a shower and came out, she saw Xu Weiran sitting at the head of the bed reading a book. Although it was somewhat inconvenient for him to turn the pages with one hand, Sheng Ning’an still sensed a certain peacefulness about him.
There were two blankets on the bed, so there was no need to worry about fighting over the covers in the middle of the night, and it also greatly reduced the possibility of Sheng Ning’an touching the other person’s injured hand.
Of course, it also meant that the two of them were really just sharing a bed to sleep.
However, it was the first time the two lay in the same bed, and although she knew the other person was injured and couldn’t do anything to her, Sheng Ning’an’s heart still uncontrollably started to race.
She feigned calmness and spoke, "The doctor said you need to rest more, to avoid overthinking, so better not read. Go to sleep earlier!"
"Okay!" Xu Weiran obediently closed the book and placed it at the head of the bed.
Sheng Ning’an went to the other side, lifted the covers, and sat down, turning to Xu Weiran, "Then, shall I turn off the light?"
After seeing him lie down, Sheng Ning’an promptly turned off the bedside lamp, and the room was instantly plunged into darkness.
Sheng Ning’an then lay down under the covers.
Sharing a bed with someone for the first time, Sheng Ning’an’s heart was tightly wound, and even her breathing unconsciously slowed.
Only after Xu Weiran’s voice came did she exhale lightly and slowly relax, yet she still couldn’t fall asleep.
She couldn’t help but turn over, facing toward Xu Weiran.
But it was too dark in the room for her to see anything.
However, she could sense the sound of the other person’s breathing.
Sheng Ning’an stared into the darkness for a while, then closed her eyes, but she couldn’t help picturing the moment the car hurtled toward them, and how he had flung himself over to protect her.
A moment later, Sheng Ning’an opened her eyes again.
As her eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, she could vaguely see the outline of the person beside her.
For some reason, she really wanted to hug him.
But it didn’t seem quite right at the moment.
Sheng Ning’an pursed her lips, then extended a hand from under her blanket and slipped it into the next one. First, she touched his arm, then followed it to his hand, gently holding it.
Xu Weiran’s body tensed the moment her hand slipped under the blanket, but when he realized she was just holding his hand, he involuntarily relaxed, turned to his side and glanced in Sheng Ning’an’s direction.
Then he held back her hand, his fingers weaving through hers, interlocking their fingers.
Sheng Ning’an felt his response and couldn’t help but curve her lips into a smile.
Closing her eyes again, she didn’t know how much time had passed, but eventually, she drifted off to sleep in a daze.