With a furrowed brow, Xiao Wujie drank the extremely bitter medicine, then leaned back on the sofa, gently pinching his brow, feeling somewhat sleepy.
The warm sunlight streamed through the window, making me feel lazy and relaxed.
He felt very tired.
Chu Liyue's unbearable longing during her solitary journey to the far north, the constant tension in the frozen ghost realm, the torment of her recent illness, and her worry for Lin Qingyi...
A thousand and one thoughts are intertwined in my mind.
Finally, at this moment, I felt relaxed.
But along with the relaxation came an overwhelming feeling of fatigue.
This feeling of exhaustion seemed to originate from the depths of the soul, quickly surging into every corner of the body and mind like a tidal wave.
The sunlight was a bit dazzling, and the laughter of Lu Zhufeng and his friends filled the air, making it somewhat noisy.
He couldn't help but reach out and gently touch his forehead, his eyelashes trembling slightly, his breathing weary.
I'm so tired and sleepy.
But the lingering vigilance towards the outside world in my heart constantly tugged at my will to stop, preventing me from falling into boundless darkness.
This feeling is very uncomfortable.
As he frowned uncomfortably and rubbed his forehead, for a moment, the world seemed to suddenly fall silent.
All the noise subsided into silence.
In a daze, he seemed to hear a familiar "tap-tap" sound of high heels clicking on the ground.
The next second, the familiar scent of roses wafted into his nostrils, and slender fingers gently caressed his face.
"Tired?"
The sound, sometimes near, sometimes far, gently lingered in my ears.
He let out a soft "hmm" and rested his head gently against her flat stomach.
A warm hand covered his hair, stroking it gently.
"Go to sleep if you're tired, I'm here."
The warm candlelight that guards the way home dispels the loneliness in the endless darkness.
The wandering soul found its home, and all anxiety and unease vanished.
My heart has no homeland; peace of mind is my destination.
...
Like a mirage, like a dream, she is the only protagonist.
That breathtakingly beautiful face was like a white rose blooming under the moonlight—cool, mysterious, and captivating.
Her smile gently brushed against his heart, like the most delicate spring breeze, carrying the fragrance of flowers and warmth.
A familiar yet distant figure led him across the river of time to a world that belonged only to them.
There, there was no noise or disturbance, only each other facing each other, their reflections deeply etched in each other's eyes.
A misty fog began to veil everything in a hazy mist, and all the beauty seemed about to vanish before our eyes.
A fleeting moment in the world, all worldly affairs are like passing clouds.
But he wanted to hold on...
As my hands unconsciously fiddled with them, my scattered and drifting consciousness suddenly returned like a tide.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
Sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, bathing the room in a soft golden hue, with dappled light and shadow dancing on the walls.
A gentle breeze caressed the bed curtains, rippling them like waves on a lake.
He was alone on the soft, large bed, and the empty room seemed devoid of any other presence.
Gently shaking his still somewhat groggy head, he swayed as he got out of bed, his fingers eagerly parting the fluttering bed curtains.
She came here.
He could sense that she had been there.
The next moment, a slender arm wrapped around his waist, and his swaying body fell into a familiar embrace.
With a gentle lift, I picked him up and put him back on the bed, pulled the blanket up for him, and then held him in my arms.
Chu Liyue gently kissed the corners of his slightly reddened eyes twice, her voice sweet and doting yet tinged with a hint of helplessness.
"You're already making a fuss as soon as you wake up?"
Xiao Wujie stared blankly at that incomparably beautiful face, feeling the familiar soft warmth and the rose fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose, before he murmured softly.
"elder sister……"
"Um."
His fingers covered her face, gently caressing it, as he murmured her name again and again:
"elder sister……"
"Yes, I'm here."
Chu Liyue gently stroked his thick, soft hair, responding to him patiently.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
Seeing that he had gradually calmed down and was just staring at her, Chu Liyue asked softly.
"No……"
"I just miss my sister."
With his head resting on her lap, feeling her hands caressing his skin, Xiao Wujie looked up, his gaze fixed on her face, and murmured softly.
"You've been missing me for so long?"
Chu Liyue smiled slightly as she gently stroked his eyelids with her fingers.
"Yes, I've been thinking about it."
I miss you even if I don't see you for a second.
As his eyes gradually regained their clarity, Xiao Wujie snuggled closer into her alluring embrace.
"Sister, why did you suddenly come back?"
"I can tell you miss me."
"oh."
After a slight pause, Xiao Wujie lowered his eyes and said softly:
"I'm just a little tired right now, and I suddenly missed my sister. It's okay, sister, go ahead and do your work."
Chu Liyue chuckled softly, cupped his face in her hands, gazed into his eyes, and whispered:
“Nothing is more important than my darling. You haven’t fully recovered yet, so I don’t have the mind to do anything else. I just went to the company this morning to arrange some things.”
"Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, and you haven't been getting enough rest lately, so it's normal to be sleepy and have vivid dreams."
"I've made all the arrangements. I'll stay home with you for the next couple of days. You can sleep as long as you want."
After saying that, she gently nibbled twice on his lips.
A slight ripple of tears welled up in Xiao Wujie's eyes. He subtly concealed his emotions, bit his lip, and still spoke softly:
"I'm fine, sister, you should go ahead and do your work. You don't need to stay with me."
My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
