Even though the night light was dim, he could still feel her long and curled eyelashes trembling, the soft and moist sensation brushing against his fingertips.
It was very ticklish.
Moreover, it trickled through his fingertips into every part of his body.
His heart trembled violently.
He felt his throat was dry, and his lips were also dry, especially while looking at the girl’s slightly pursed lips.
It made his heart ache terribly!
"Nuannuan, do you know... do you know how happy I am today..."
He spoke softly, his voice low and husky.
"Nuannuan, marrying you, I am really happy... what about you? Are you happy?"
He said it again, and after he finished, he laughed at himself.
Currently, Nuannuan’s heart did not belong to him. Marrying a man she didn’t love, how could she be happy?
He gently held the girl’s exposed hand, coincidentally on that finger, was the ring he personally put on her.
In the dim light, a matching men’s ring appeared in the man’s palm.
She couldn’t put it on for him, but that was okay, he could wear it himself.
He never hoped she would come to him, it was fine, as long as she stayed in place, he could try to go to her, until he reached her heart.
"Nuannuan, may we always be united, until we grow old together!"
The two ringed fingers interlocked, radiating a burning light in the dark night.
He intended to give her a light kiss and let go, but noticed a slight bitter taste.
This taste was not unfamiliar, even once had been very familiar to him.
Did this girl take sleeping pills?
Why? Afraid of being unable to sleep?
Sharing a bed with him, would she be unable to sleep?
A sudden wave of inexplicable anger surged within him.
He almost let her go quickly, and the person on the bed did not wake up, but her eyelashes were wet, and her little brows were furrowed tightly, looking very aggrieved.
In the darkness, the man quickly got out of bed and turned to head toward the balcony.
The late-night balcony was cool and lonely.
The man lit a cigarette, his slender figure stood in the cold wind, trembling fingers brought the cigarette to his lips, taking a deep inhale.
The streetlights of Song Mansion shone brightly all night, illuminating the mansion with a unique beauty even in the darkness.
It’s just a pity, it’s too silent, so silent as if there was nothing but the sound of the wind.
Soon, the heart felt empty...
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, then quickly extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, turned around, and returned to the room.
He soon got back into bed, tightly wrapping the petite figure into his arms, kissed her wet~ eyes, and said: "Goodnight, Nuannuan!"
The next morning, when Shi Nuan woke up, she was in someone’s embrace, undeniably, it was Song Yansheng.
The man seemed not to have woken up yet, his gentle breaths sprayed on her forehead, warm and slightly uncomfortable for her.
She moved slightly, trying to break free from the man’s embrace, but he held her tightly, and she couldn’t get away.
Shi Nuan gritted her teeth, not daring to struggle hard, fearing the man sleeping next to her would wake up, making it even more awkward.
After she got into bed last night, she tried for more than half an hour but couldn’t fall asleep. Later, she remembered there were sleeping pills in her bag and went back to the room to get them.
Actually, it was not because she was afraid of being unable to sleep with Song Yansheng there, she just didn’t want to face the awkwardness of the two facing each other before bedtime.
After all, in her heart, Song Yansheng was Xiao Chuan’s Second Uncle, and also a very unfamiliar man to her.
She married him as a compromise to fate, but it surely needed time to accept it in her heart!
After taking the sleeping pill, she fell asleep smoothly; she had no recollection of when Song Yansheng returned, and she thought it was good this way.
She didn’t expect to avoid the awkwardness before sleeping, but it was unavoidable when waking up.
The man holding her moved a little, seemingly treating her as a pillow, drawing her further into his embrace...
Shi Nuan frowned, now even struggling wouldn’t work, she was completely trapped!
Later, what saved Shi Nuan was the sound of a phone vibrating, it came from Song Yansheng’s phone.
Shi Nuan immediately lay still obediently upon hearing, closing her eyes, pretending to sleep.
The man hugging her soon heard the sound, as though reluctant, but ultimately let go of the little woman in his arms and sat up.
Shi Nuan felt his embrace leave, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt the bed lighten, clearly indicating the man got out of bed.
Someone picked up the phone, Shi Nuan heard light footsteps, she thought the man should go out to take the call.
Decided that after he left, she would return to her room to wash up, thus avoiding the awkwardness of facing each other after getting up.
The footsteps seemed to walk further away, but for some unknown reason, a few seconds later, they became clear again, as if the man had returned.
Just when she was puzzled, she felt a shadow lowering over the bedside.
Shi Nuan felt nervous instantly, held her breath, and didn’t dare to move.
Followed by, she felt a gentle, soft touch against her cheek, very light, like two soft feathers brushing over her skin.
The man reached out to tuck her under the blanket, then his light footsteps walked away again, followed by the sound of a door opening and closing, everything returned to silence.
Shi Nuan on the bed then gently opened her eyes, subconsciously reaching out to touch her face.
If she hadn’t felt wrong just now, did Song Yansheng kiss her before he left...?
Shi Nuan went back to her room to wash up, and when she came out, it seemed she heard the sound of a car engine starting outside.
She didn’t think much of it, changed her clothes, and lingered upstairs for a while before going downstairs.
Aunt Hui was just coming in from the doorway, saw Shi Nuan, and greeted her, asking if she wanted breakfast now.
Shi Nuan planned to go back to school today, so having breakfast early was naturally good, so she nodded in agreement.
Aunt Hui said, "Then Lady, please go to the dining room and wait for a while, I will arrange for the kitchen to send breakfast over immediately!"
Shi Nuan responded with an "Mm" and while walking to the dining room, she was somewhat puzzled, thinking that if she was going to have breakfast, why wasn’t Song Yansheng called?
Could it be he’s busy?