Chapter 23: The Twenty-third Day of Reservedness Shan Yin, are you made of water...
How many times have they kissed?
Spots of light flickered between his eyelashes, the night fell into the water, and the faint scent of sandalwood surrounded Dan Yin.
Pei Yunhe's kiss came too suddenly. Shan Yin suddenly felt as if she couldn't think anymore. As they were wet together, she couldn't recall any memory fragments at all. She just responded to Pei Yunhe instinctively and devotedly.
They seemed to have reached a consensus that the kiss should be deep and long.
But Dan Yin seemed very sober.
Because she clearly felt that this kiss was different from the pious and solemn one at the wedding, different from the gentle and considerate one at good night, and even more different from the inseparable one when their passion was surging.
Pei Yunhe's kiss was deep, long and gentle.
It was as if he was using his lips to describe a treasure that he valued extremely, carefully and reluctantly.
He held her in his arms, sometimes pulling her closer, sometimes pulling away.
The warm breaths intertwined, the emotions were melted in it, and were slowly told.
Shan Yin's eyes were half closed, and she saw that Pei Yunhe had his eyes closed tightly, with mountains and rivers undulating between his eyebrows, and the sigh before the kiss lingered in them.
She suddenly wanted to smooth out those mountains and seas. After just a moment of thought, her body moved faster than her thoughts. She stretched out her arms and put them around Pei Yunhe's waist.
She wanted to use herself to fill those gaps.
She is also mountains and rivers, and also has wind and rain.
Together they mean the world.
"you……"
Pei Yunhe's startled murmur responded to her. Shan Yin didn't say anything, but just lowered her eyes and followed the trajectory of his lips retreating.
Like the water in a pond, waves are shaking, sparkling and shimmering.
After coming out of the garage, Pei Yunhe took Shan Yin's hand and opened the door and entered the villa without saying a word.
The moment he closed the door, he pulled off his loose and useless tie with one hand, turned around and immediately blocked Shan Yin's lips again.
After the advance and retreat just now, returning to the darkness, there is nothing to worry about or be shy about.
Dan Yin hadn't even taken off her high heels, but her stockings had already been torn.
He threw his clothes all the way and stumbled to carry Shan Yin to the bed in the master bedroom. Before she sat down, their arms were intertwined and their lips were pressed together, neither of them wanting to separate for a moment.
Shan Yin sank into the soft mattress. The silk quilt behind her was as smooth as human lips and tongue. She scratched it impatiently and climbed onto a strong and taut arm. The moment the nails scratched her, she screamed.
The end of his extended arm had touched a wet area. The thin and delicate cloth could not withstand anything. Pei Yunhe suddenly stopped and looked up in a daze.
"Dan Yin, are you made of water?"
Shan Yin bit her lower lip in shame and reached out to hit him.
But he had already made up his mind that he would never let Shan Yin bite herself again.
So he stretched out his wet hand, which was still sparkling in the dim moonlight.
He wanted Shan Yin to bite there.
Bite the hand that had just held her, held her hand, and explored her, bite the ten fingers that were connected to her heart, bite the misty water color on his fingertips, bite the touch of light and light red.
Pei Yunhe frowned.
Although the moonlight was dim, Pei Yunhe still noticed something was wrong when he put his fingertips in front of his eyes.
He wasn't rude, and that red mark on his fingernail shouldn't have existed.
He suddenly thought of something and stood up abruptly, which startled Shan Yin who was standing under him.
"how……"
Before Shan Yin could ask, she saw Pei Yunhe looking down. She closed her legs in shame, but he held her knees seriously.
"Dan Yin...it seems like you're having your period..."
People in Nanqiao often say that things never happen more than three times.
Pei Yunhe wrung out the small piece of cloth in his hand, gritting his teeth as he recalled that this matter had been interrupted accidentally several times.
He couldn't figure it out, and the more he thought about it, the more headache he got. He simply stuffed the small piece of washed cloth into the dryer, went downstairs in a huff, and then walked back to the master bedroom.
There was no sound of water in the master bedroom. Pei Yunhe glanced towards the bathroom and saw a small bulge in the quilt on the bed. He thought Dan Yin had finished washing.
He had also washed and had originally planned to wash Shan Yin, but she was too shy and refused to do so, so he had to go to the bathroom outside.
Walking towards the bed, Pei Yunhe thought to himself that sooner or later he would make Shan Yin thicker-skinned.
"Single chant?"
He called to her as he lifted the covers.
"Aren't you bored?"
The person curled up into a ball and pretended to be asleep without responding to him, but Pei Yunhe saw the shadow cast by her eyelashes trembling like the wings of a butterfly.
He curled his lips and chuckled, grabbing her with one hand.
"Get up, drink a cup of brown sugar water before going to sleep."
She still refused to move, as if she could get away with it by just closing her eyes, and let him pull her.
Pei Yunhe smiled even more, "Dan Yin, stop making trouble, or the water will spill on the bed."
If all else fails, he still has a trump card.
"If you keep pretending, I don't mind feeding you mouth to mouth."
“I’m not pretending…”
The person who couldn't be awakened finally turned over slowly. Shan Yin frowned and sighed deeply. He opened his eyes as if he had made all the necessary preparations.
She saw Pei Yunhe leaning against the head of the bed, looking at her with amusement. Her original shyness turned into an unnecessary desire to win in an instant.
Shan Yin straightened his neck and sat up on the mattress, but he still didn't look at Pei Yunhe.
She took the warm brown sugar water that Pei Yunhe handed over, took a sip and emphasized: "I'm not pretending."
"If you're not pretending, then what are you doing?" He asked deliberately with the intention of teasing her.
"I just... felt a little uncomfortable, so I just lay down."
"You don't feel well? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want to take medicine?"
She had just made up a random remark when Pei Yunhe's expression suddenly changed.
He held her shoulders and looked her up and down. This was not enough, so he fixed his eyes on her lower abdomen and placed his broad palm on it.
"Does it hurt? Your stomach or your back?"
He looked at her, concern overflowing from his eyes, and frowns appeared between his brows.
Shan Yin didn't want to see this, so she quickly shook her head and grabbed Pei Yunhe before he turned over and got out of bed.
“No, actually, it’s just a little bit of feeling.”
Although she occasionally had menstrual cramps, this was just the beginning, and she only felt a little bit, otherwise she wouldn't have been so unprepared with Pei Yunhe...
Thinking of that, Shan Yin's face turned red again.
Pei Yunhe didn't think much of it, thinking it was because Shan Yin drank brown sugar water. He took the cup for her: "Is the water too hot? But you have to drink hot water these days, not cold water."
He casually placed the cup on the bedside table, then naturally embraced her and brought her back into bed.
The two of them lay down on their sides, facing each other. Pei Yunhe brushed away the strands of hair that had brushed against Shan Yin's eyelashes. "You'll feel better after drinking this. Go to sleep quickly."
It’s getting late, and the sky outside the window is faintly turning pale.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the two of them looked at each other, but neither of them showed any intention of closing their eyes.
He looked at her and she looked at him. Everything in the first half of the night happened so quickly that the awkward and depressed days of the past few days seemed to be mixed into a ball and then rolled into the kaleidoscope.
A quiet and comfortable atmosphere flowed between them. Although nothing was said, it seemed that everything was different.
Shan Yin blinked lightly and used her eyes to trace Pei Yunhe's eyebrows and eyes. The mountains disappeared, and his eyebrows and eyes were like water, flowing gently into her heart.
It was a rare occasion that he felt embarrassed to be stared at by her, so he suddenly turned her over and pressed his broad chest against her back.
Pei Yunhe clearly felt Shan Yin tremble in her arms. He placed his hand on her lower abdomen and soothed her softly, "If you keep watching, neither of us will be able to sleep. I'll cover you up, and you can sleep well."
He was in good health, and the temperature of his palms was always high. At this moment, they were gently placed on Shan Yin's lower abdomen, and his whole body tightly wrapped around Shan Yin. Shan Yin only felt waves of warmth spreading to her heart.
Very warm.
She pursed her lips and smiled a little, but didn't want him to know, so she just said, "I'm not in pain."
The person behind her asked her carefully: "Is it not painful now, not painful this time, or never painful?"
Shan Yin knew how serious Pei Yunhe was about every detail, so she answered him seriously: "It doesn't hurt now. I don't know why this time. Usually, there will be some pain on the first day. It's an old problem."
Pei Yunhe frowned behind Shan Yin.
Shan Yin was also afraid that Pei Yunhe would worry, so he put his hand down and pinched his palm to comfort him: "It has been like this since high school. During that time... it was rare for me to care."
Talking about high school, Pei Yunhe couldn't help but think of the bitter years in the past, but now that he knew about the Shan and Su families, he thought about it carefully and realized that that was when Shan Yin's parents died unexpectedly.
At that time, Shan Yin also came to Nanqiao alone. She was a teenage girl. Although her family background was good, she suddenly lost her parents and was caught up in the family struggle. She had trouble eating and sleeping, and became so thin.
I think it was the problem she developed at that time. Later, she followed Su Daosheng for many years and no one took care of her.
Pei Yunhe's heart trembled, and he felt even more heartbroken.
The intensity of the single chant also increased.
Shan Yin knew Pei Yunhe's intentions, smiled lightly, and continued to comfort him: "It's not a big deal."
She wanted to relax a little, and happened to remember some things that happened in high school, so she told them as stories to Pei Yunhe.
"That was when the pain got worse. I fainted in the classroom before I even knew it. I had to be carried to the infirmary. I also soiled other people's school uniforms. I felt guilty for a long time."
Pei Yunhe's figure moved again for a moment. Shan Yin thought that Pei Yunhe was worried about her, so she quickly added: "I'm much better now. I don't faint from the pain anymore."
He held her tighter, his jaw clenched, and didn't respond for a long time.
Shan Yin was a little worried and wanted to turn around to look at Pei Yunhe, but unexpectedly he suddenly whispered in her ear: "Then do you know who carried you to the infirmary?"
Shan Yin was stunned for a moment and shook his head slightly.
"Maybe it was the class monitor and the others. I don't know. They all seemed to be in physical education class that day. I asked for leave to rest in the classroom."
When she woke up, she saw the teacher sitting next to her, saying that the class monitor had notified her. There was only a dirty school uniform lying next to the bed.
She felt deeply guilty about this.
"It's a pity that I haven't been able to properly thank the classmates who helped me." Her tone was a little depressed.
“It’s not a pity.”
Pei Yunhe gently stroked her long hair, speaking in a soft tone, comforting her lightly and soothing the long years.
Shan Yin didn't quite understand what Pei Yunhe meant, and tilted his head, "Why do you say that?"
Pei Yunhe thought for a moment, then raised his chin and rested it against the back of Shan Yin's head. Her long, delicate and smooth hair filled the crook of his neck, and the soothing feeling also filled his heart.
"It's not a pity, because since your classmate is willing to help you, it means that he is not a bad person. If he is not a bad person, he will definitely help anyone who needs help, so he won't care about your thank you."
"Really?" Shan Yin was skeptical.
"Yes. This person definitely does good things without leaving a name, don't worry."
Pei Yunhe reached out and rubbed Shan Yin's head.
Shan Yin had never been treated so intimately by anyone before. She was a little at a loss. She shrank her neck slightly and turned around.
Meeting Pei Yunhe's gentle gaze, Shan Yin didn't know where to look. After hesitating for a moment, she curled up her body, and her gaze and herself were retracted into his arms.
But she was afraid her actions would be too abrupt, so she changed the subject: "What about you? If it were you, would you help a girl like this?"
Soon, Pei Yunhe's chest vibrated and a response came.
"I can."
Shan Yin pursed his lips and smiled.
"Then you're not a bad person."
Although this was a compliment, Pei Yunhe felt something was wrong with it.
He held the person in his arms and tapped her forehead: "Why does it sound like you're giving me a nice guy card?"
Shan Yin was stunned: "That's not what I meant..."
"OK."
He didn't care what she meant.
Those long and silent years have passed. Dan Yin no longer remembers him, and he has become just any person who flashed by in Dan Yin's youth.
But no matter what, the person in his arms at this moment is real, and it is also real that he and Shan Yin are married.
In the future, they will have another year, two years, ten years, fifty years...
Those times will soon exceed the time they met and parted.
She was his wife, and he had the rest of his life to spend with her.
Then what is there to be sad about?
It doesn't matter.
Pei Yunhe suddenly laughed.
Shan Yin didn't understand why, so he hugged Shan Yin even tighter, the muscles in his arms and chest tensed, declaring his feelings in the most primitive way.
Pei Yunhe said: "It's no use giving out nice guys. Shan Yin, we're already married. I'm yours for life."
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