The two walked down the long corridor, turning one bend after another, without encountering even a mouse along the way, which made Shen Ye a little more nervous.
At that moment, a black figure flashed past in the side corridor, a silver dagger swiftly and accurately stabbing towards Song Fengzhi. Shen Ye tried to push him away, but it was too late...
Shen Ye suddenly opened his eyes. The terrifying scene in his dream disappeared before his eyes. Cold sweat soaked his clothes. Shen Ye turned his head to look out the window. It was still dark. The person beside him was gone. He didn't know where they had gone.
I sat on the bed in a daze for a long time, still unable to figure out why I kept having nightmares. What was going on?
He wanted to get out of bed, but all his strength seemed to have been drained from his body.
The whole world seemed to stand still, with only the quiet of the night's heartbeat remaining.
'Thump—thump—'
Shen Ye stood there, head bowed, her mind a jumbled mess, throbbing with pain...
Just then, the door was opened from the outside, and Song Fengzhi returned after finishing some business.
Seeing Shen Ye sitting on the bed, he rushed over and hugged her the next second.
His grip was gentle, yet he held Shen Ye firmly in his arms. "What's wrong? You're covered in cold sweat. Did you have a nightmare?"
"Mm." Shen Ye nodded gently.
Song Fengzhi opened his mouth as if to say something, but said nothing. He held Shen Ye tightly in his arms, and then silently raised his hand to stroke Shen Ye's face.
Looking at Shen Ye's slightly tired handsome face, Song Fengzhi couldn't help but recall when they first met, so innocent and beautiful, completely different from now.
The two looked at each other like that, and Shen Ye's heart felt like a gentle breeze on the sea...
"It's okay, I'm here."
Having been together for so long, the words Song Fengzhi said to Shen Ye most often were, "I'm here."
Shen Ye didn't respond, her eyes still fixed on him. He asked again, "Are you still afraid?"
Song Fengzhi spoke softly, his amber eyes radiating a reassuring light.
"You're not afraid anymore."
For some reason, Shen Ye felt at ease whenever Song Fengzhi was around.
"Let's live here from now on. I need you by my side."
Song Fengzhi looked at Shen Ye, a gentle smile playing on his lips—a gentleness he displayed in a unique way.
Tonight, Song Fengzhi has shed the sharpness and arrogance of the day. His head is now framed by a soft edge. Perhaps it is because he is too gentle at this moment, but Shen Ye can't help but ask the question that has been bothering him.
"Fengzhi, has something happened in the court? Why are you back so late? Why do you seem uneasy?"
Song Fengzhi raised an eyebrow and sat down next to Shen Ye. “National affairs have never affected my mood. It’s just that there is one person in this world who has never put my mind at ease.”
Shen Ye stared blankly at his face. Song Fengzhi smiled and spoke again, his voice tinged with amusement, "That person is you."
Am I really that important to you?
Song Fengzhi stopped looking at Shen Ye, turned his head to the side, chuckled softly, and said nothing more.
Whether it was important or not, Shen Ye seemed to already have the answer in his heart, but he just wanted to hear Song Fengzhi say it with his own ears.
Song Fengzhi remained silent, and Shen Ye stopped asking him questions, but instead focused his gaze on where Song Fengzhi was looking.
"If it weren't for me, your life might not have been so tiring."
After a long while, Shen Ye cautiously asked the question that had been buried in his heart.
"Maybe."
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