What's it like to feel this nervous even when you're sleeping at home?

Wenmo only dared to sneak up here after he was sure his parents were asleep, and he acted like a thief the whole time.

"Wenmo, are you alright?"

Xia Lian leaned against his chest. Although she was happy that Wen Mo had compromised, she couldn't help but worry about him.

"Isn't it a bit too late to talk about this now? I've already climbed this far, I can't exactly climb back down now," Wen Mo joked.

I can't bear to see this girl so upset.

When I pushed the door open to leave just now, her face was so sad it looked like tears were dripping from her eyes. It broke my heart to see her like that. How could I possibly comfort her?

Although it was dangerous, Winmer had made plans.

I would lie down until Lianbao was almost asleep, then sneak back to my own room, and the next morning I would be perfectly fine again.

Hmm, that's a very clever plan.

"Alright, I've come to sleep with you, you should go to sleep too." Wen Mo gently stroked the hair by her ear, brushed her bangs aside, and tenderly kissed her forehead.

I'm increasingly finding that our interactions are becoming bolder and bolder.

Their parents are right next door! And yet the two of them can lie in the same bed doing this without a care in the world!

But to be fair, it was very exciting.

Xia Lian clung tightly to him, her small hands wrapped around Wen Mo's waist, her head buried in his chest, and she murmured in a muffled voice, "Thank you, Wen Mo."

"I've said it several times, there's no need for us to say thank you."

"oh."

Wen Mo put his arm around Xia Lian's back, and the two of them snuggled close together. From this angle, they could see the dappled moonlight streaming into the room through the window.

He spent his childhood like this.

Back then, my parents were very busy and didn't have much time to take care of me. They would come home very late at night.

He would only occasionally find time to pick Wenmo up from school.

To be honest, I'm quite envious of other students who have their parents pick them up.

But Wenmo didn't care about that, he really didn't care. His parents worked very hard to earn money, so even though he was just a child, he understood many things that adults couldn't understand.

The room was empty and quiet back then. After finishing my homework, there was nothing to do. Every night, I would sit on the bed and either read extracurricular books or just space out.

Perhaps subconsciously, I also feel quite lonely, but at least my parents are more relaxed now, and I've also found a great girlfriend.

Thinking of this, Wen Mo hugged her even tighter.

"How did you spend your time sleeping alone before?" he asked softly, his eyes reflecting the bright moonlight outside.

Xia Lian thought for a moment, then shook her head slightly.

"have no idea."

When my mother was first hospitalized, I was all alone at home.

Every single night was the same; in the cramped, dimly lit little shack, the only place that felt a little warm was the bed.

Without a cell phone or extracurricular books, after finishing my homework, I could only sit on the bed, wrap myself in the blanket, and stare blankly at the night sky outside.

Sometimes you can see one or two stars, sometimes you can see a crescent moon hanging in the darkness, but most of the time the sky is just black.

You might fall asleep while watching it.

"Look at the stars."

"Anything else?"

"Look...at the moon."

"Hmm, is there any more?"

Xia Lian lowered her eyes, nestled in Wen Mo's arms, and shook her head. "And then... nothing."

Nothing interesting happened; after falling asleep, it was another new day.

Perhaps seeing the desolation in her eyes, Wen Mo hugged her even tighter.

The pajamas Xia Lian was wearing were newly bought by Su Juan. She originally wanted Wen Mo to bring them to her, but since she was staying here tonight, she could just wear them.

Unlike when they first met, Xia Lian had gained a lot of weight. Her face was much rounder, and her thighs were soft, clinging to Wen Mo like a lump of slime.

Wen Mo almost greedily inhaled her fragrance. Whether it was because he felt too guilty or something else, he couldn't sleep at all that night, so he simply continued chatting, "When did you start liking me?"

I originally planned to confess my feelings myself, but this girl beat me to it.

Upon hearing this question, Xia Lian didn't answer immediately. She closed her eyes and thought hard for a while, finally slowly opening them and whispering, "When I want to marry Wen Mo..."

"The time we went to the movies?" Wen Mo suddenly realized.

After watching a movie about love, this girl became obsessed, and ever since then, she can't stop talking about "marriage."

"I didn't expect you to be so precocious, realizing the meaning of love even before me." Wen Mo chuckled and pinched her earlobe.

Seemingly feeling a tickle in her ears, Xia Lian's face grew even hotter. She shook her head and said, "Back then, I didn't understand love..."

She had never experienced this kind of feeling before, so it seemed very strange to her. Her previous interpersonal relationships had also left this little girl with almost no knowledge in this area.

At that time, all I wanted was to stick close to Wenmer.

But she didn't understand why things had turned out this way. Her heart was pounding, and she would instinctively look away whenever she saw his face.

I would never find anything Wenmo does or says annoying. If I could, I would even give him everything I have, as long as he doesn't leave me.

"I was pretty much like you; I didn't understand what liking someone meant back then either." Wen Mo covered his forehead, and embarrassing memories flooded his mind.

A teenager who has never experienced love doesn't know what this feeling is called. He searches online and finds out that he is in love, but he thinks it's just nonsense online.

How could I possibly be in a relationship?

It's just a protective instinct.

Later I realized this "protective instinct" was really strange. Where did all this protection go? Was it in bed?!

I also think that Xia Lian's so-called affection is nothing more than a result of her lack of love since childhood.

We had only known each other for about 20 days at that time, so it was too early to say that feelings had developed over time; we just hadn't figured out the boundaries of romance yet.

Xia Lian thought the same way. It was fortunate that we met because of this relationship, but it was also unfortunate that this was the kind of relationship we had.

The subsequent breakdown and the confession in the rain were also spontaneous.

At the time, Wenmer also felt that this was a big problem. Being too clingy was not good, and the child lost the ability to think independently in front of him.

This won't do; she needs to learn to say no sometimes.

"Lianbao."

"What's wrong?"

"Take off your clothes."

"oh."

After saying that, Xia Lian sat half-upright on the bed and immediately prepared to unbutton her pajamas, but before she could even touch the buttons, Wen Mo pressed her back onto the bed.

"Just kidding, go to sleep." Wen Mo forced a smile, unsure how to react.

Never mind, at least she'll learn to say no in front of others.

It's tough.