It's unclear how long they kissed before Shen Jiazhou finally let go of Wen Shuqiao.
He pressed himself against Wen Shuqiao, burying his face in the crook of her shoulder, his breathing becoming much heavier.
Wen Shuqiao hugged him, rubbed his neck and pinched the back of his neck. After noticing that Shen Jiazhou's breathing had slowed down, she whispered in his ear, "Okay, get up."
Shen Jiazhou simply held her tightly, showing no intention of leaving her. The kiss marks started behind her ear and went all the way to her collarbone.
He liked to kiss Wen Shuqiao like that.
Wen Shuqiao felt a little itchy, but she still patted his waist and said, "Get up, I have a gift for you."
Gift?
Shen Jiazhou hesitated for a few seconds, then finally straightened up and stood by the bed, asking, "What gift?"
Wen Shuqiao also sat up, cross-legged on the bed, and patted the spot next to her: "Sit."
Shen Jiazhou sat down again. He subconsciously reached out to stick close to Wen Shuqiao, but Wen Shuqiao blocked his face with her hand: "Sit still. Do you still want your birthday present?"
Shen Jiazhou sighed and had no choice but to sit up properly.
But I still wanted to hold her hand.
Wen Shuqiao did not refuse; she urged, "Close your eyes."
"Is it that mysterious? You want me to close my eyes?" Shen Jiazhou blinked. "But I want to look at you, can I not close my eyes?"
Wen Shuqiao raised an eyebrow at him, and Shen Jiazhou obediently closed his eyes again.
I won't look.
Although he wasn't looking, his mouth kept running: "I had completely forgotten that today is my birthday, but you still remembered."
Wen Shuqiao hummed in agreement: "I remember."
She took out something she had prepared earlier from her pajama pocket, bent down, and put it on Shen Jiazhou.
The moment that thing touched him, Shen Jiazhou knew what it was almost instantly.
He opened his eyes and saw Wen Shuqiao push a ring onto his finger.
Wen Shuqiao looked up and realized he had opened his eyes. She smiled and said, "Why are you still cheating?"
Shen Jiazhou looked up at her again.
Wen Shuqiao was still smiling. She placed another ring in his palm: "Never mind, you can put it on me."
The two rings were not decorated, but Shen Jiazhou noticed that the inside of the rings had the initials of his and Wen Shuqiao's names in pinyin.
Wen Shuqiao turned her hand over, showing him the back of her hand: "What are you standing there for?"
Shen Jiazhou then acted like a fully charged robot, clumsily putting the ring on Wen Shuqiao's finger as well.
His ring wasn't finished yet, but Wen Shuqiao's ring had already been put on his finger.
Shen Jiazhou lowered his head, and for some reason, tears started falling again. Warm tears landed on Wen Shuqiao's hand, and one even landed on her ring.
Wen Shuqiao's smile held a hint of helplessness. She raised her other hand, which wasn't holding his, and stroked his cheek before gently lifting his head.
She said softly, "You call yourself a cool guy? I've never seen such a crybaby. You're the crybaby."
Shen Jiazhou's eyes were red, and he wanted to smile at her, but he couldn't stop his tears.
He choked up a little as he said, "I didn't want it to be like this either."
Wen Shuqiao gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with her fingertips: "I know you're just too moved. People cry when they're moved."
Shen Jiazhou grabbed her wrist, his eyes, more beautiful than the stars, misting over them.
Wen Shuqiao looked at him, leaned over and kissed his eyelids, then kissed away his tears, and slowly kissed him.
Shen Jiazhou stopped crying, and Wen Shuqiao sat back down, smiling at him: "I made this ring myself, and then had someone else do some finishing touches. Do you like it?"
She had been thinking about what to give Shen Jiazhou. In her opinion, Shen Jiazhou had a lot and didn't lack anything.
After thinking about it for a long time, she suddenly realized that Shen Jiazhou really liked to play with her fingers. Whenever they were together, his hand would always be stuck to hers.
Moreover, Shen Jiazhou would often whisper in her ear about things like couple clothes and couple items.
Shen Jiazhou hummed in agreement and whispered, "I like it."
Wen Shuqiao raised her hands and cupped his face, moving them a couple of times: "Smile if you like it. Looking at you like this, people who don't know better would think I'm bullying you again."
Shen Jiazhou grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
He said in a muffled voice, "I really like it."
Wen Shuqiao turned her head and kissed his ear: "I know."
"You don't know," Shen Jiazhou hugged her tightly, "You don't know how much I like you."
Wen Shuqiao nodded and said, "Okay, okay."
Shen Jiazhou hugged her for a while before letting her go.
Wen Shuqiao glanced at the digital clock on the bedside table: "It's 12:40, time to rest."
Shen Jiazhou's Adam's apple bobbed, and he lay down next to Wen Shuqiao. Wen Shuqiao turned to her side and turned off the light.
The room darkened, but there was still a dim light inside.
Wen Shuqiao glanced at the window; half of the curtains were still open, and the outside light was streaming in. She propped herself up and said, "I'll go close the curtains."
Just as she was about to lift the covers and get out of bed, a hand reached out from the side and pulled her slightly closer, causing Wen Shuqiao to fall onto him.
She rolled over, one hand supporting herself near his ear, while Shen Jiazhou grabbed her other hand and placed it on his abdomen.
Shen Jiazhou stared intently at Wen Shuqiao. Their eyes met, and something seemed to tighten at that moment.
Wen Shuqiao's gaze moved down from Shen Jiazhou's eyes and landed on his lips.
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