Seeing Leng You's eyes constantly moving under his eyelids, Xiang Wentian curled the corners of his mouth almost imperceptibly, and then picked up the newspaper on the table.
But he never turned the page of the newspaper in his hand, and his sight, blocked by the newspaper, was completely fixed on the peaceful little face that was slowly falling asleep.
Sometimes, he raised his hand to gently tuck the blanket that had slipped down; sometimes, he reached out and carefully brushed away the hair hanging at the corner of his lips; sometimes, he gently touched the little hand to feel whether it was cool...
"Hmm? Brother... didn't you get some sleep? Your arm must be numb! Let me massage it for you." When Leng You woke up from her dream, she felt her cheek was soft but also a little tingling. It turned out that Xiang Wentian was holding her face with his hand so that she could sleep more comfortably.
The thin calluses on her palms scratched her face lightly as her breathing trembled. It didn't hurt, but she felt a tingling sensation in her heart.
During the three or four hours of sleep, Xiang Wentian kept his arms raised in this position.
Leng You had already discovered the clue from his slow movement when he retracted his arm.
Feeling sweet and warm in her heart, she immediately grabbed Xiang Wentian's wrist and massaged his acupoints.
"No, I'm fine." Although he felt extremely comfortable being massaged by those strong little hands, Xiang Wentian still didn't want to let Leng You suffer.
"Don't move!" Leng You's voice was soft and filled with anger.
Xiang Wentian didn't dare to say anything more.
The sweetness slowly flowed into my heart along the little hands.
…
The lights were already coming on when the plane landed.
When he walked out of the cabin, breathed the familiar air, and looked at faces with the same skin color, Leng You felt as if he was in another world.
Suddenly, my hand was held by a big warm hand.
"Let's go!" Xiang Wentian used one hand to help Leng You wrap the scarf around his neck again. It was cold in the country.
"Let's go home!" Leng You turned his head and looked at Xiang Wentian, smiling slightly. When he lowered his head, he saw two hands, one big and one small, clasped together. The temperature on his face rose slightly, and the corners of his mouth widened uncontrollably.
"Look at that young couple, they are so pretty."
"The man is handsome and the woman is pretty, they are truly a perfect match."
"This is the first time I've seen such a pleasing couple!"
“This is a perfect match.”
"It looks like the couple has a good relationship!"
"Ah! After seeing this couple, I finally understood what it means to 'envy the mandarin ducks instead of the immortals'. How beautiful!"
…
There was a burst of admiration among the crowd behind Leng You and Xiang Wentian who were left behind by their big strides.
Xiang Wentian looked down at Leng You, only to see that Leng You lowered his head slightly, and the side of her face that his eyes touched was pink and tender.
As my heartstrings are plucked, pink bubbles seem to rise.
He tightened his little hands even more.
"Miss...Third Master?" Uncle Xiang, who was guarding the airport entrance, saw Leng You's face full of joy, but when he saw Leng You's little hand tightly held in Xiang Wentian's palm, the rest of the words were stuck in his throat, and his eyes immediately turned to shock and anger.
"Oh my god! I am... I am seeing things!
They...they...the Third Master...he really...turns out he's not sick! Why do some people say..."
Lao Liu’s eyes almost popped out, and he shouted in disbelief while reaching out to pull Lao Jiu.
"...Okay!" Lao Jiu was stunned for a long time before he reacted, then he grinned. This scene was what he had been wishing for since he met Leng You.
"Uncle Xiang." Leng You was very happy to see that Uncle Xiang was safe and sound.
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