The crescent moon hangs high in the sky.
It was a strange sleepless night.
Shi Ran sat in the bedroom with the light on and read a book, but she couldn't understand a single word of the content in the book.
It has been a long time since I opened the book, but I am still on the same page.
"Reading in this mood?"
Shi Ran closed the book and threw it aside.
Now, the reason for her low mood was all too clear.
"Why do you always make that expression?"
Although that expression looks expressionless, I always feel that there is something else in it.
They hugged each other before Seo-hwa came in.
What about the next second?
Will it be intimate enough to kiss?
There was more uneasiness on Song Sichen's face than excitement.
Song Sichen was lying in front of Shi Ran, but he felt uneasy as if he was going to miss Shi Ran.
【Let me take you back.】
The guests are still waiting.
Shi Ran rejected Song Sichen and turned to leave.
Song Sichen was very scared.
Even if she wanted to pretend she didn't know, the lingering face made it impossible for her to concentrate on reading, let alone sleeping.
Close your eyes and you will see Song Sichen’s face.
"call!"
Sighed.
Even more irritated.
Shi Ran clapped his hand on his heart.
"Why are you so nervous?"
Whenever I think of Song Sichen, I feel angry and sigh at the reaction of my heart.
It's at this time.
Knock knock!
A soft knock on the door echoed through the quiet house.
Although Shi Ran didn't tell him who was knocking on the door, he knew.
Plop, plop.
My heart, which was already beating very fast, started beating even more abnormally.
Open the door.
"Hello, Song Sichen."
Standing there with a long shadow under the light in the corridor was Song Sichen.
"Are you okay?"
Song Sichen didn't come in through the door, but looked directly at Shi Ran's face and asked.
"If you have anything to say, come in and tell me."
Upon hearing this, Song Sichen hurried into the room and closed the door.
Shi Ran and Song Sichen sat side by side.
Amid the clatter of preparing teacups and kettles, Song Sichen said, "I'm sorry, Shiran, for coming to see you so suddenly."
"What's wrong? What happened?"
"Xu Hua, go back and tell me, did you run into Shi Yan? He didn't look well."
It turned out that Xu Hua saw it when he was in the car.
I told Song Sichen as soon as I got back.
"It's okay. I have arranged for people to protect myself."
"Xu Hua said you looked pale. If it wasn't because of Shi Yan, then was it because of me?"
The moment he said this, the heavy teapot slipped from Shi Ran's hands.
"ah!"
As the teacup fell, the hot water almost flowed onto Shi Ran's pajamas.
But I didn't feel the pain that followed.
Because Song Sichen's hand caught the falling teacup, the hot tea poured all over Song Sichen's hands.
"Song Sichen!"
Shi Ran screamed, grabbed Song Sichen's wrist and went to the bathroom.
Run cold water over the area that was burned by the hot tea.
"What are you doing with your hands?"
"Better than you getting hurt."
"Song Sichen, you..."
Shi Ran was speechless for a moment.
Even if his hands were covered in calluses, he would still feel the pain.
However, there was no look of pain on Song Sichen's face.
His eyes were just on Shi Ran.
Shi Ran lowered her head, and Song Sichen could not see her face. Then in the entire bathroom, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of water flowing from the faucet.
Although I quickly rinsed it with cold water, my hands were still red.
Shi Ran bit her lips and her eyes turned slightly red.
"It must be painful."
"No."
Song Sichen answered this way, staring at Shi Ran closely.
"It's going to hurt."
"It doesn't matter."
"Maybe it will cause blisters."
"It doesn't matter."
"It might be a serious injury."
"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 that Song Sichen was staring at her.
"Song Sichen, why...why do you always...not tell the truth."
All the emotions and thoughts seemed to be concentrated in my heart.
Afraid that he might say something strange, she let go of Song Sichen, closed her mouth, 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 hands and brushed Shi Ran's hair.
It was a friendly, yet unpleasant gesture.
"I like Shi Ran." Song Sichen said seriously. "You are the most important to me, so as long as you are okay."
Shi Ran bit her lips, trying hard to hold back the tears that were about to fall.
Song Sichen held Shi Ran's face in his hands and carefully stroked her 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 back her tears, but as soon as she said it, Shi Ran couldn't help but shed tears.
"Song Sichen!"
"Um."
"Why...why do you like me?"
Song Sichen frowned and then answered.
"You gave me the world."
Song Sichen gently wiped away the tears that had fallen.
"Didn't Shi Ran say that he wanted to live? So from that day on, I will live for you."
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