The crescent moonlight hangs high in the sky.
It was a strange sleepless night.
Shiran sat in the bedroom and read a book with the light on. He couldn't read a single word in the book.
It’s been a long time since I turned the page, but I’m still stuck on the same page.
"Are you reading a book in this mood?"
Shiran closed the book and threw it aside.
Now it was all too clear why she was depressed.
"Why do you always make that face?"
Although that expression looked expressionless, it always felt like there was something else going on.
Before Xu Hua came in, they hugged each other.
What about the next second?
Will it be so intimate that you need to kiss?
Song Sichen's face showed more uneasiness than excitement.
Song Sichen was lying in front of Shi Ran, but he was so uneasy that he seemed to miss Shi Ran.
【I'll take you back. 】
[The guests are still waiting. 】
When Shi Ran rejected Song Sichen and turned to leave.
Song Sichen was very scared.
Even if she tried to pretend not to know, the lingering face made her unable to read, let alone sleep.
Close your eyes, it's Song Sichen's face.
"call!"
Sighed.
Even more irritable.
Shiran patted his heart with one hand.
"Why so nervous?"
Whenever he thinks of Song Sichen, his heart reacts with anger and sighs.
That's it.
Boom!
A low knock on the door echoed through the quiet house.
Although he didn't tell who knocked on the door, Tokran knew.
Thump thump.
My heart, which was already beating very fast, started to beat even more unusually.
open the door.
"Hello, Song Sichen."
Standing with a long shadow under the light of the corridor was Song Sichen.
"Are you ok?"
Song Sichen did not come in through the door, but looked directly at Shi Ran's face and asked.
"If you have anything to say, come in and say it."
Upon hearing this, Song Sichen quickly entered the room and closed the door.
Shi Ran and Song Sichen sat side by side.
In the midst of the clattering sounds of preparing teacups and kettles, Song Sichen said, "I'm sorry, Shi Ran, for coming to see you suddenly."
"What's wrong? What happened?"
"Xu Hua went back and said, did you meet Shi Yan? His face looked bad."
It turned out that Xu Hua saw it when he was in the car.
I told Song Sichen right away when I got back.
"It's okay. I arranged for my own personnel to protect myself."
"Xu Hua said you look bad. If it's not because of Shi Yan, is it because of me?"
The moment he said this, the heavy teapot slipped from Tokiran's hand.
"ah!"
As the tea cup fell, the hot water almost flowed onto Toki Ran's pajamas.
But the pain that followed was not felt.
Because Song Sichen's hand caught the slipping tea cup, hot tea poured into Song Sichen's hand.
"Song Sichen!"
Shi Ran yelled and took Song Sichen's wrist to go to the bathroom.
Apply cold water to the area that was burned by the hot tea.
"What are you doing with your hand?"
"Better than you getting hurt."
"Song Sichen, you..."
Shi Ran was speechless for a moment.
Even if his hands are covered with calluses, he will definitely feel the pain.
However, there was no such painful look on Song Sichen's face.
His eyes just looked at Tokiran.
Shi Ran lowered her head so that Song Sichen couldn't see her face. Then in the entire bathroom, the only sound of water flowing from the faucet could be heard.
Although I quickly rinsed it with cold water, my hands were still red.
Shiran bit his lip and his eyes turned slightly red.
"It must hurt a lot."
"No."
Song Sichen answered like this, staring at Shi Ran closely.
"It's going to hurt a lot."
"It doesn't matter."
"It might cause blisters."
"It doesn't matter."
"It might be seriously injured."
"It's okay, it's no big deal."
He kept replying in a calm and comforting tone, as if he really didn't feel the pain.
Shi Ran felt Song Sichen looking directly at him.
"Song Sichen, why...why do you always...don't tell the truth."
All the feelings and thoughts seemed to condense in her heart.
Afraid that he might say something strange, he let go of Song Sichen, closed his mouth tightly, turned around, and leaned against the sink.
Song Sichen turned off the faucet, looked at his still red hands, turned around, and leaned against the sink like Shi Ran.
There was silence for a moment.
Song Sichen raised his half-dry hand and swept Shi Ran's hair.
It was a kind, yet unpleasant gesture.
"I like Shi Ran." Song Sichen said seriously. "To me, you are the most important, so as long as you are fine."
Shi Ran bit her lip, holding back the tears that were about to fall.
Song Sichen held Shi Ran's face with his hands and carefully stroked Shi Ran's cheeks with his fingers.
"Don't cry!"
But Song Sichen's words were useless.
When Song Sichen didn't say it, Shi Ran could still hold it in. As soon as Song Sichen said it, Shi Ran's tears fell uncontrollably.
"Song Sichen!"
"Um."
"Why...why do you like me?"
Song Sichen frowned and then replied.
"You gave me the whole world."
Song Sichen gently wiped away the tears that had fallen down.
"Didn't Shi Ran say that I want to live, so from that day on, I will live for you."
Song Sichen kissed Shi Ran's forehead, and then the tip of his nose suddenly touched the tip of Shi Ran's nose.
"I can't help but love you."
"love me?"
Shi Ran's voice was soaked in water and trembling.
"From the moment we first met." There was a hint of smile in Song Sichen's voice. "you are my world."
After listening to Song Sichen's words, Shi Ran raised his chin slightly and took the initiative to kiss Song Sichen's lips.
Although the tears I shed are soaked with salt, it doesn't matter.
He pulled Song Sichen's shirt closer and offered his lips to him.
With the fragrance emanating from Song Sichen's body, it could be seen that the tips of Shi Ran's fingers holding onto Song Sichen's shirt were trembling slightly.
Then Song Sichen's big hand held Shi Ran's trembling hand.
Shi Ran realized that he had kissed Song Sichen, blushed, stopped crying, and slowly turned his head towards the mirror.
Although Song Sichen's face didn't change much, he couldn't hide the smile on his lips.
He rested his head on Shiran's shoulder, and his warm breath penetrated between Shiran's neck and hair.
Immediately afterwards, Song Sichen raised his hand, put his fingers on his cheek, and gradually fell on Shi Ran's earlobe.
"Tokiran!"
Song Sichen shouted in a low voice.
Shi Ran stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Song Sichen's shirt.
"Song Sichen?"
"Why?" Song Sichen asked Shiran in a low and rough voice. "Why are you crying?"
"I want everything from the Shi family."
"I know."
"Then you will become the heir to the Song family."
"Probably so."
"No one says that an illegitimate child cannot inherit all the family property, and no one says that a woman cannot get everything."
Tokiran said as calmly as possible.
