Gu Zhixing raised his hand to brush it away, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against her earlobe, causing her ear tips to feel slightly hot.
“If this task had fallen to someone else today,” Gu Zhixing continued, his voice even softer than before, “I guarantee I wouldn’t have said a single extra word.”
His gaze fell on her slightly pale lips, and his brows furrowed involuntarily. "But when it comes to you... it breaks my heart."
His thumb gently stroked her cheek. "You still have injuries; you should take good care of yourself. Otherwise, it might develop into a chronic condition..."
“I know my limits,” Shen Jintang interrupted him, a complex look flashing in her eyes.
Today she wore a light purple jacket with delicate embroidered twining branches on the collar, which made her neck look as long and slender as a swan's.
“They’re just superficial wounds.” She paused, her gaze falling on Gu Zhixing’s chest. “On the contrary, those two stabs I made were with all my might, and they were even poisoned…”
Before he could finish speaking, Gu Zhixing suddenly burst into laughter.
His laughter was deep and melodious, like the most mellow sound on a guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument).
The sunlight shone on his profile, outlining his perfect facial features.
He pulled Shen Jintang into his arms and rested his chin on the top of her head.
Shen Jintang's face was forced against his chest, and she could clearly hear his strong heartbeat.
“Shen Jintang,” his voice was filled with undisguised joy, the vibration of his chest reaching her ears, “this is the first time you’ve taken the initiative to care about me.”
He tightened his arms and hugged her even tighter. "Although it's just talk, it's much better than before. I'm very satisfied."
Shen Jintang was somewhat taken aback by his sudden hug.
Her hands were pressed against his chest, and she could feel the firm muscles beneath his clothes.
This realization made her fingertips feel slightly hot, but she didn't push it away forcefully.
Gu Zhixing's heartbeat came through the fabric of his clothes, fast and heavy, as if it were about to leap out of his chest.
His embrace was warm and strong, carrying the scent of sunshine and agarwood, which made her unconsciously relax her body.
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