"You looked like a porcelain doll when you were unconscious."

Shi Heng suddenly turned her around, held the back of her neck with his palm and brought her to the bed, using his knee to push her crossed legs apart.

The nightgown was completely spread out on the bed. He held her wrists with one hand and lifted them above her head, and pinched her hot cheeks with the other hand.

He rubbed his thumb over her wet lower lip, "Now..."

He leaned over, and the aura of green wood enveloped her.

Drops of water from her collarbone dripped onto her chest, making her shiver with the cold.

"I want you to keep your eyes open," he chuckled against her forehead, his fingertips brushing across the corners of her red eyes, "engraving every breath and every touch into your mind..."

The last few words were drowned out by the intertwining of lips and teeth.

The light from the wall lamp cast a shadow on Shi Heng's shoulders and neck.

This scene was inexplicably familiar, just like the blurry figure that repeatedly appeared in Gu Youran's dreams when he was unconscious.

And at this moment, this figure was carrying a scorching heat, which gradually made every cell in her body aware...

His real existence.

An hour later.

Shi Heng propped himself up with his arms and stared at Gu Youran who was sleeping soundly in his arms.

The warm yellow light reflected on her slightly flushed cheeks, and her collarbone still bore the light pink marks left by his passion.

He restrained himself and kissed the top of her head, not daring to ask for more.

She has only been awake for six days and still needs to rest.

Suddenly, the phone screen lit up, and it was a message from Sim.

[The middleman who introduced me to Gujia Village in 2001 has been found.]

Attached below is a detailed document.

Shi Heng's eyes darkened and he gently pulled back his arm that was being held down.