Chapter 169: Light Will Always Submit to His Guardian
Xu Jialan didn't react for a moment.
After a long while, she finally opened her eyes drowsily.
"Why can't you sleep?"
Shen Xichuan looked at her gently, raised his hand and gently tucked the broken hair on her cheek behind her ear.
"You can't eat spicy food, but every time you eat hot pot, you have to eat spicy food with me. Isn't it uncomfortable?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Jialan's mind suddenly went blank.
She suddenly woke up and stared at the man in front of her in a daze.
She stammered, "What are you talking about?"
"I don't quite remember the scene of bringing you tiramisu."
Shen Xichuan smiled and said, "I thought about it for a long time, but I still couldn't think of anything. If I had known, I would have sent it to you alone that day. That way, I would definitely remember it."
Xu Jialan seemed to realize something.
She just stared at the man.
"I still have some impression of the scene of our first meeting, but I didn't remember that the person was you."
Shen Xichuan gently stroked her face with his palm, his eyes tender.
"Were you sad that day?"
Xu Jialan came back to his senses, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and he pulled the corners of his lips and said softly, "It's okay."
Are you sad?
It's sad.
But at that time, she had become numb to sadness and heartache.
It was as if all five senses had disappeared from her body.
I can't feel anything anymore.
Shen Xichuan's heart ached, he stroked her head, pressed her into his arms, and rested his chin on it.
"I'm very glad that I went to the hospital that day and met you."
He was just sad, why didn't he stay a little longer.
Just stay with her a little longer.
Xu Jialan hugged his waist, with a slight smile on his lips.
She guessed that he saw the paper crane in the study.
"Me too."
His appearance was like light tearing through darkness.
Let everything around her revive from the dead wood and ashes.
Shen Xichuan put his chin against her forehead, “Did you know me at that time?”
Xu Jialan chuckled and hummed, "I know him."
Shen Xichuan paused, “You wrote on the paper, I am the same as the photo in the newspaper, so it is…”
"Yes." Xu Jialan nodded, "I've seen you in the newspaper."
Shen Xichuan frowned, "What newspaper? Why don't I have any impression of it?"
Xu Jialan laughed in his arms, "Of course you didn't."
"You were recommended to No. 1 Middle School that year, right? Didn't you notice that the number of applicants to No. 1 Middle School that year was much higher than in previous years?"
“It seems like a bit much.”
Shen Xichuan thought about it, but only had a vague impression.
Xu Jialan smiled and leaned against his chest. "That's because the principal of No. 1 Middle School published all the results of the competitions you participated in in junior high school, as well as your one-inch ID photo, in the newspaper to promote No. 1 Middle School."
Shen Xichuan was silent, “…”
He doesn't pay much attention to these.
Naturally, he didn't realize that the principal had done such a thing behind his back.
He lowered his eyes, "So, you fell in love with me after seeing my photo? Love at first sight?"
Xu Jialan blinked and looked at the face close to him.
She raised her hand and touched it, then hummed, "I guess so."
Shen Xichuan narrowed his eyes slightly and grabbed her hand, “What do you mean by considered it?”
"That's right, after seeing the photo I thought this boy was quite handsome."
Xu Jialan looked at him with gentle eyes, "I was still young at that time, how could I understand what love or dislike meant?"
But, it's true that I'm moved.
Shen Xichuan held her hand, put it to his lips, and kissed it.
"So when did you realize that you really liked me?"
Xu Jialan just looked at him for a long time.
Shen Xichuan didn't move and let her watch.
After a moment, Xu Jialan smiled and looked away, "Guess."
Shen Xichuan's heart was hanging, and when he heard this, he lowered his eyes helplessly.
"Naughty."
He pinched the girl's face.
Xu Jialan nudged his chest and said, "Haven't you already seen it? Why do you still need me to tell you?"
Shen Xichuan lowered his head, put his face close to hers, and hummed softly.
"I want to hear you say it."
The man's voice is gentle and pleasant.
It's the familiar low-pitched and magnetic sound.
Xu Jialan shrank back and pouted, "You always ask me to speak, why don't you say it?"
She also wanted to know.
Shen Xichuan looked at her, his eyes darkening.
At this time, Xu Jialan did not realize what was wrong with his posture.
The man stroked her waist with his palm and casually pulled her into his arms.
"But I don't like to use words."
Xu Jialan was stunned for a moment, raised his chin and looked at him.
Shen Xichuan lowered his head and approached her, put it close to her ear, and whispered something.
“I like to use made.”
Xu Jialan's breath was choked.
Almost at the same time, she subconsciously dodged to the side, trying to escape from someone's arms.
Shen Xichuan’s arms tightened.
He held her in his arms again.
"Why are you running?"
Xu Jialan placed his palm on the man's chest, preventing him from getting closer.
“Shen Xichuan, I’m so tired, please don’t mess around.”
Her voice was so soft and tender.
Like a sweet ball.
Shen Xichuan likes her voice very much.
He smiled and slowly rubbed her waist.
"Don't you want to know?"
Xu Jialan wanted to cry but had no tears. "I don't want to know now."
Shen Xichuan pinched her chin, his voice hoarse, “No.”
Along with the words, his hot lips fell.
Xu Jialan couldn't help but clench his fingers into fists.
The satin black pajamas were wrinkled by her.
After a while, Xu Jialan's head was placed on the pillow.
She was like a drowning fish clinging to a piece of driftwood.
Shen Xichuan let go of her and saw the moisture at the corners of her eyes.
Xu Jialan's clear eyes were filled with brilliance and a hazy hue.
The man raised the corners of his mouth slightly and kissed the corner of her eye gently.
“Mrs. Shen’s youth is priceless, I will use the rest of my life to compensate you, okay?”
Xu Jialan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a hot tear slid down the corner of his eye.
Shen Xichuan wiped it gently with his fingertips and kissed her tenderly.
"I'm here, don't cry."
He patiently coaxed the girl in his arms.
That was the wife who was worth loving and protecting for his whole life.
A bright moon hangs high outside the window, and the boundless dark sky is also illuminated.
It is not scary to be in darkness. There will always be a ray of light appearing in your life, allowing you to see hope.
Shen Xichuan is light.
But he will always submit to his patron saint.
“Tear—”
Another piece of aluminum foil was torn.
Then throw it on the ground casually.
The hair on both sides of Xu Jialan's cheeks was stained with sweat, and strands of it stuck to his face.
There was a noticeable blush on her fair face.
The eyes are also red.
Shen Xichuan lowered his eyes, and just then a drop of water slid down his chin.
It dripped onto her collarbone.
He chuckled, "Be good, it's almost there."
Xu Jialan: "..."
She doesn't believe it.
He had said the same thing a few hours earlier.
If she had known, she would not have taken out the tin box yesterday.
Nor would she confess her love to him in public.
Shen Xichuan pressed her hand, squeezed his fingers into hers, and held it.
He leaned over and asked, "What would you like for breakfast later?"
Xu Jialan was confused and didn't hear clearly.
"What?"
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