Shi Yan discovered that Sheng Yuan always felt sleepy easily.

Not just once, but many times.

She lay down beside him and fell asleep without realizing it.

When I was with him.

Is it boring?

Thinking of this, the young man almost immediately frowned, looking a little annoyed, his sparse long eyelashes drooped, and his eyes fell on the girl on the bed.

She was sleeping soundly, curled up on a soft dark grey pillow, half of her petite face was exposed, her almond-shaped eyes were lightly closed, with obvious traces of bags under her eyes, her lips were red, her skin was white, clean and transparent, and she looked well-behaved and harmless.

Shi Yan stretched out his hand and placed it on the girl's wrist which was placed next to her ear. His slender knuckles pressed against her fragile pulse. Her wrist was thin and he could hold it easily.

Shi Yan not only held it, but also squeezed it. At the same time, he sat on the edge of the bed, leaned closer to her, and stopped just above her face. There was a gloomy immersion in his dark pupils, and a bit of dissatisfaction overflowed.

Stare at her.

The voice was low and magnetic: "Sheng Yuan, you are not allowed to sleep."

She wants to make this matter clear.

Otherwise, don't sleep.

However, Shi Yan did not get a response.

The girl was still sleeping in a state of complete ignorance.

The wrinkles between Shi Yan's eyebrows became a little deeper.

He gripped Sheng Yuan's wrist with a little more force, trying to wake her up, but the delicate touch of the girl's wrist distracted him a little. He stood up, his dark eyes quietly looking at the wrist lying in his palm.

Then, he couldn't help but rub his fingertips.

The feeling of being so close to her and being able to touch her is like having a ball of sweet cotton in your chest, fluffy and full, making you happy.

The person hasn't woken up yet.

Just by looking at the two people's folded hands, the boy's lips, which were pursed because of depression, immediately curled up.

In the last second, I was planning to ask her something clearly, and in the next second, I felt satisfied just because I could hold her wrist.

He hummed softly through his nose.

never mind.

Then wait until she wakes up.

But after a while.

Shi Yan began to feel unsatisfied with just holding her wrist.

——I want to hold hands.

Without hesitation, Shi Yan moved his hand upwards, and his palm covered the girl's slender hand.

The entire cold bedroom.

It's quiet.

Several beams of light came in from the six-pane glass windows and fell on the dark solid wood floor. In the slanted beams of light, extremely fine dust particles danced quietly with them, and a gentle breeze blew in.

Sheng Yuan's breathing was shallow and steady.

Shi Yan didn't leave. He just sat on the edge of the bed. His delicate profile was cold. He lowered his eyes quietly and played with her hand.

He hooked her knuckles, tightened them, clenched them, loosened them, and hooked them again.

Repeat over and over again, never get tired of it, and enjoy it.

Compared with the girl's hand.

His hands were broad and long, with distinct knuckles on the back of his hands and light blue veins protruding from them, revealing a faint, restrained sense of strength, which made her hands look even softer and more fragile.

Being weak can easily make people want to do something.

Shi Yan looked at him, and an unknown emotion flashed in his dark eyes, so deep that it was impossible to see clearly.

The hand moved, but the strength was out of control for a moment.

This time, the person was really woken up.

The girl's crow-feather eyelashes showed signs of trembling, and then, her almond-shaped eyes slightly opened a crack.

Shi Yan was stunned for only a moment.

When she opened her eyes completely and looked over at me hazily.

He did not have the slightest sense of guilt, and without changing his expression, he spoke first, and even in his low, magnetic voice, there was a hint of accusation.

“…”

Sheng Yuan woke up.

Zizi sat in front of her like a big aggrieved puppy, with a pair of clean and delicate black pupils looking straight at her.

Sheng Yuan felt a little guilty.

I clearly promised to talk to my baby.

But he fell asleep.

She climbed up from the bed, not realizing that her hand was held by someone before she woke up, and she didn't even notice that the boy's palm was loosely clenched and resting next to her hand, leaning against her intimately.

Instead, she took the initiative to hold his hand.

Bow your head and explain.

Sheng Yuan didn't know what was going on with her.

When I was with Shi Yan, it was easy to relax my mind. A lingering and comfortable drowsiness rolled over me without leaving a gap. I closed my eyelids twice and fell asleep in a daze.

The girl curled up in bed and slept for a while, her long black hair draped neatly behind her slender shoulders, with a few strands of hair curled up and sticking to her small temples.

Shi Yan listened to her talking to him in a sweet and soft voice.

His pupils were dark and he couldn't take his eyes away from the cute and beautiful whorl of hair on top of her head.

However, after hearing this, his expression was slightly stunned.

She seemed a little surprised and asked, "Really?"

Did she really not think that being with him was boring, but rather that she felt very relaxed, which was why she fell asleep several times? Sheng Yuan nodded seriously.

Shi Yan felt a little happy, and a little... proud, but his cold face showed no signs of expression.

In fact, he already believed it after she finished speaking, but soon, a dark light flashed in the boy's dark eyes, and he deliberately turned his eyes away from her and spoke again.

There was a hint of doubt in the low-pitched voice, as if he clearly didn't believe what she said.

"You didn't lie to me."

Sheng Yuan raised her head, her pair of clear almond-shaped eyes still covered with a layer of sleepy mist. This time she shook her head very seriously, affirming it.

Next second.

She saw the young man's thin lips suddenly curl up into a beautiful arc, which seemed to reveal a hint of success.

But Sheng Yuan didn't have time to see it clearly.

He was embraced in an embrace.

The clean and crisp scent of cedar filled my nostrils, accompanied by the pleasant voice of a young boy beside my ears.

"Then verify it."

Sheng Yuan was stunned.

What do you want to verify? "To verify that you didn't lie to me."

Sheng Yuan leaned in the boy's arms in a daze, and was stunned again. How, how to verify it?

Shi Yan just asked: "Are you still sleepy?"

“…A little bit.” Sheng Yuan answered truthfully.

Yes, she was still a little sleepy. She woke up inexplicably in the middle of a sleep. In fact, she felt like she hadn't woken up yet.

"Then continue to sleep."

"Sleep like this."

He hugged her, adjusted her sitting posture and position, so that she could lean against his neck better, and then said seriously: "You said that it's relaxing to be with me, so if we get closer, the effect will be better and you will sleep better."

"unless--"

"Sheng Yuan, you are lying to me." When the young man spoke, there was a slight vibration in his chest and throat, and there was a slight numbness. When it touched Sheng Yuan's earlobe, a low-pitched voice sneered, revealing a little loss.

Sheng Yuan's heart ached and she quickly retorted, "No."

He tightened his hold on her a little more imperceptibly.

But he spoke in a cold tone, showing no concern.

"Oh, prove it to me."

(End of this chapter)