Pei Siyu gently blew on the injured area of her finger.
Mingyao stared at him blankly, sitting there motionless as if she were a stone.
Noticing that Mingyao remained silent, not saying a word.
Pei Siyu looked up at Mingyao, who was standing close to him, and asked, "What's wrong?"
The man's gentle voice, as warm as a spring breeze, abruptly pulled Mingyao back from her daze.
Meeting Pei Siyu's intensely focused gaze, his heart pounded wildly.
His gaze was just too much.
While Mingyao was lost in thought, Pei Siyu cleaned her wound with alcohol and then bandaged it with a band-aid.
Mingyao grabbed the blanket and covered herself up, her head buried in the blanket, her back to Pei Siyu.
She doesn't even have the courage to face Pei Siyu now.
Pei Siyu looked at Mingyao's reddened ears and couldn't help but laugh.
Mingyao could clearly feel Pei Siyu lying down behind her, as if he were staring at her.
She turned her head cautiously.
It didn't matter if she didn't turn around, but as soon as she did, her gaze met Pei Siyu's deep eyes.
Their eyes met, and Mingyao's face looked so red it could have been pinched until it bled.
She quickly covered her face with the blanket, leaving only her panicked eyes showing.
This seemed to be the first time she had slept with Pei Siyu while she was awake.
"Honey, before..."
"Do you feel uncomfortable sleeping together now?"
"If you're not comfortable there, I'll go find another room."
Just as Mingyao was about to get up, Pei Siyu's hot hand pressed down on hers.
Mingyao blushed and looked at him, her heart pounding. "What's wrong?"
"fine."
Suddenly, the room went dark.
Mingyao was startled.
"Honey, it seems like the power is out."
After her eyes adjusted to the darkness, Mingyao could see Pei Siyu's silhouette.
For some reason, Mingyao felt that Pei Siyu was acting a little strange.
crackling sound—
Raindrops pattered against the window. Mingyao turned around and found that the windowpane was already wet with rain.
It was pitch black outside; the sky was as black as if it had been splashed with ink.
Mingyao glanced at her phone and realized that there would be thunderstorms today.
The weather in Qingcheng is not as stable as that in Haidu; it rains frequently and there are even typhoons.
Mingyao turned on her phone's flashlight and illuminated Pei Siyu's face.
Pei Siyu pursed his lips, looking extremely nervous.
"Honey, are you feeling unwell?"
"Hmm, I feel a little sleepy."
He hugged the blanket tightly and lay down on the bed.
Mingyao got out of bed and, using the light from her phone, prepared to go outside to inquire about the situation.
As soon as Mingyao put on her slippers, the dark room was illuminated by a pale light.
Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar erupted from the layers of dark clouds, the sound so loud it seemed to cleave the entire sky in two.
The rain intensified, relentlessly pounding against the glass, drowning out all other sounds.
Suddenly, her wrist tightened again.
Mingyao was taken aback.
Pei Siyu's hands turned icy cold. It's no exaggeration to say that when Pei Siyu held her wrist, Mingyao felt as if she were touching a block of ice.
Mingyao looked at Pei Siyu with a puzzled expression.
"Honey, you seem to be feeling unwell."
Mingyao grasped Pei Siyu's hands in both, and asked anxiously, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"Does he have a fever?"
She was perfectly fine just a moment ago, how could she have developed a fever in such a short time?
Mingyao wanted to find some fever reducers, but Pei Siyu grabbed her wrist tightly.
He was incredibly strong, as if he could crush Mingyao's wrist bones.
She hissed in pain and looked at Pei Siyu in confusion.
"Honey, if you feel unwell anywhere, you must tell me."
"Don't force yourself to be strong."
Pei Siyu was wrapped in a blanket, so his expression was not visible.
He remained silent, simply holding Mingyao's hand tightly.
Rumble—
The white light flashed again, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the heavens and earth.
Pei Siyu gripped Mingyao's wrist even tighter.
Mingyao looked at the raging wind and rain outside, and then at Pei Siyu, who was covered by a blanket.
Mingyao shone the light from her phone onto Pei Siyu's face, pulled back the blanket, and saw his tense face.
Having been with Pei Siyu for two lifetimes, Mingyao had never seen Pei Siyu so terrified.
His face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, and his hawk-like eyes were bloodshot.
Mingyao realized something and gently stroked his forehead.
Pei Siyu's forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, and his skin was icy cold.
"Honey, no matter what happens, I'll be with you."
"Can you tell me if you're feeling unwell or if there's anything you want to do?"
"Don't keep it to yourself, I'll worry about you."
Mingyao and Pei Siyu held hands, their beautiful eyes filled with determination.
"We are husband and wife, and husband and wife should support and trust each other."
"You are my support, and I am your support, right?"
Mingyao coaxed Pei Siyu in a tone that was meant to comfort a child, guiding him to express his inner fears.
Pei Siyu's eyebrows furrowed slightly towards his brow, his raven-feather-like eyelashes trembled, and a fear that Mingyao couldn't understand floated beneath his eyelids.
"Don't go."
"Su Xueya, stay with me."
Pei Siyu made his first request to Mingyao.
Mingyao looked at Pei Siyu, who was showing such fear for the first time, and felt as if her heart was being gripped by an invisible hand.
She hummed in agreement, took Pei Siyu's hands in hers, and said very gently, "Darling, I will always be with you."
"No matter what happens, I will stand by your side."
Pei Siyu stared intently at her, as if eagerly verifying whether what she said was true.
Mingyao's eyes curved into crescent shapes as she placed Pei Siyu's icy hand on her cheek.
Everyone thought Pei Siyu was omnipotent, domineering, and decisive.
But it was this delicate and inexplicable Pei Siyu who made Mingyao feel even more sorry for him.
Mingyao recalled Pei Siyu's grandmother's words and became even more curious about Pei Siyu's past.
What has he been through to be afraid of thunder?
The rain grew heavier and heavier, and the thunder was deafening.
Pei Siyu held Mingyao's hand tightly the whole time.
He gripped it very tightly, more tightly than ever before.
Mingyao endured the pain and began to hum a song, hoping to comfort Pei Siyu.
"Su Xueya".
Pei Siyu suddenly sat up and pulled Mingyao into his arms.
He hugged her very tightly, with a strong possessiveness, as if he wanted to merge Mingyao into his flesh and blood.
He whispered in Mingyao's ear, his warm breath brushing against her neck like a feather, sending shivers down her spine.
Another deafening roar echoed, and Pei Siyu instinctively hugged her tighter.
Mingyao groaned in pain, and after the thunder subsided, she asked, "Husband, what did you just say?"
During the thunder, she could clearly sense what Pei Siyu was saying.
Pei Siyu shook his head and lay down again: "I didn't say anything."
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