Chapter 124 Licking
The breeze on the balcony was still cool, and now the temperature was even lower. Wen Sixue was worried that Yun Zhan would catch a cold.
She first released her arms from Yun Zhan, then gently took her hand in hers with her fingertips: "Sweetie, it's cold outside, shall we go back to the room?"
Wen Sixue softened her voice and deliberately slowed her pace as she helped Yun Zhan up. Yun Zhan had been squatting outside on the balcony for too long, and Wen Sixue was afraid that her legs would go numb and she wouldn't be able to stand steadily after crying for so long.
Sure enough, Yun Zhan's steps were a little unsteady, and he could only lean on Wen Sixue and let her lead him.
Wen Sixue walked barefoot across the living room carpet, her ankles wrapped in wool, but still feeling a bit cold. The heating in the house wasn't very good. Remembering that Yun Zhan had been standing outside for so long, Wen Sixue put her in the spot where she had slept before.
"This is where I just slept. It shouldn't be cold yet. Hurry up and get in to warm up." Wen Sixue tucked the blanket around her.
"Aren't you going to sleep?" Yun Zhan's eyes were red as he took Wen Sixue's hand.
"If you're going to sleep, I'll sleep next to you."
Wen Sixue turned to the side, naturally wrapping her arm around Yun Zhan's waist, pulling her closer to her so that her head could comfortably rest on her shoulder.
Then, she gently placed her palm on Yun Zhan's back, just like her mother used to stroke her when she was a child, and slowly stroked Yun Zhan's spine.
"Sweetie, don't think about those things anymore."
Wen Sixue's palm slid from Yun Zhan's shoulder blades to her waist, the pressure of her hand just right. Occasionally, when she touched Yun Zhan's shoulder, which was still trembling slightly from sobbing, she would linger for a moment, pat her gently twice, and then continue to coax her in a low voice.
The bedding was filled with Wen Sixue's fragrance, and the touch on his back was gentle and reassuring, gradually relaxing Yun Zhan's tense body.
She remained silent for a long time, then sobbed a few times: "Don't you think I'm useless, that you have to sacrifice so much for me... My heart condition and all that are my own problems, but you've sacrificed so much for me."
She truly had no way to repay Wen Sixue's love.
"Huh? How could that be?"
Wen Sixue paused in stroking his back, then resumed the previous rhythm, only with less force.
She lowered her head, her nose brushing against Yun Zhan's head, her voice tinged with laughter: "Of course not."
She patted Yun Zhan's head again: "You used to always protect me, afraid that I would be bullied. You even said you wanted to stay at my house to keep those people from harassing me. You were afraid that I would be wronged at school, so you even shielded me from boiling water. So, I also want to protect you, and I want you to be able to lean on me when you are sad."
Wen Sixue tightened her arms slightly, allowing Yun Zhan to get closer to her, her fingertips gently brushing against the stray hairs on the back of her neck: "Sometimes, I also want to treat you as someone who needs to be taken care of, so that you don't have to keep pushing yourself, so that you don't have to shoulder everything on your own. It's enough that I can protect you and let you be yourself in peace."
"The one being taken care of." Yun Zhan was a little confused. All along, she was the one who took the initiative to take care of others.
“Yes, um... Actually, my feelings for you are a bit complicated. It's like a lover and also like family. Most of the time, I see you as my other half, but sometimes I feel like you are my child.” Wen Sixue gently kissed her forehead.
“Ah, a child?...” Yun Zhan was stunned.
How could it be a child?
"I hope our future children can be as adorable as you." Wen Sixue's eyes crinkled into a smile. If she could have a child, she would have twice as much Yun Zhan as she did.
"Isn't it good to be like you?" Yun Zhan asked.
"I hope she looks like you. I love you, and I love your child too." Wen Sixue kissed her lips.
That night, Wen Sixue fell asleep holding Yun Zhan.
At six o'clock in the morning, Wen Sixue's eyelashes suddenly trembled violently, fine beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead, and her brows were tightly furrowed. She had dreamed of that unfamiliar timeline again. In the dream, Yun Zhan's eyes were indifferent, and he ignored her outstretched hand. Even the breakfast she carefully handed over was ruthlessly pushed away. The words "I have no interest in you" were like the tip of a knife, repeatedly stabbing into her heart.
"Yun Zhan!"
"No..." Wen Sixue murmured unconsciously, her fingertips scratching haphazardly on the bedding, her face pale and bloodless, even her breathing was rapid and panicked.
She only opened her eyes abruptly when her fingertips touched a warm patch of skin. Her vision was still blurry from just emerging from a nightmare. After she could see the illusion around her clearly, her eyes gradually focused.
Yun Zhan slept next to her, his face turned to her side, his long eyelashes drooping quietly, his breathing light and even.
Wen Sixue stared at her face for a few seconds before her wildly beating heart slowly calmed down. The chill and panic from her dream still lingered in her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.
Indeed...it's so real.
Wen Sixue sat on the bed, her gaze fixed on Yun Zhan's face, refusing to look away. Her gaze traveled inch by inch downwards, from his forehead to the bridge of his nose, and finally to his rosy lips.
"You are mine..."
Wen Sixue first brushed her nose against Yun Zhan's cheek, and only after feeling the real warmth did she tilt her head back slightly and almost greedily kiss Yun Zhan's lips.
This kiss wasn't the lingering sweetness of last night, a kiss filled with the relief of surviving a disaster. Instead, it was filled with an urgent need for confirmation; she wanted to confirm whether everything she was experiencing was real.
Their lips brushed gently together, and Wen Sixue's fingertips unconsciously gripped Yun Zhan's clothes. She desperately wanted to feel this real warmth to prove that she wasn't dreaming.
Yun Zhan stirred slightly from the kiss, his eyelashes fluttering, but he didn't wake up.
"Hmm..."
"Sweetie, sleep a little longer."
Wen Sixue slowly stepped back, her forehead touching hers, her breath still carrying the lingering panic, but the confusion in her eyes gradually dissipated.
"This isn't a dream..." Wen Sixue told herself again and again: This isn't a dream, I've already won Yun Zhan over. She'll fall asleep beside me, she'll let me get close, she'll feel guilty because of my sacrifices—these are undeniable facts.
She reassured herself, then gently brushed her fingertips across Yun Zhan's eyebrows and eyes, and a soft smile slowly curved the corners of the girl's mouth.
"Can I hug you?"
"Mmm..." Yun Zhan groggily snuggled into her arms.
Wen Sixue couldn't wait to pull the person into her arms again, resting her chin on the top of her head, feeling the steady breathing of the person in her arms.
When Yun Zhan wakes up, I'll make her her favorite fried eggs and a cup of hot milk.
Wen Sixue got out of bed barefoot and fished her slippers out from under the bed.
The cabin had a kitchen. After getting dressed, Wen Sixue, wearing a light blue checkered apron, started frying eggs in front of the stove. The oil sizzled gently in the pan, making a soft "sizzling" sound. She also heated up some milk for Yun Zhan in the pan.
She had just placed the fried eggs onto the plate when she heard the bedroom door gently rattle behind her. Wen Sixue thought that Yun Zhan must have woken up.
When Wen Sixue turned around, she saw Yun Zhan rubbing her eyes as she walked out of the bedroom. Her hair was still messy from just waking up, and she was wearing a light-colored shirt loosely draped over her body, with the sleeves rolled up to her forearms, revealing her slender wrists.
Perhaps not fully awake yet, Yun Zhan's steps were somewhat unsteady, and his eyes were still drowsy and confused, until his gaze fell on Wen Sixue in the kitchen, at which point it gradually regained focus.
I cried for too long last night, and my eyes are still a little swollen and I can barely open them.
“Host, if you treat me to a meal, I’ll help reduce the swelling,” 21 suggested.
"Thank you, but no need. I'll find an ice pack myself," Yun Zhan chuckled and then declined.
"Awake?"
Wen Sixue smiled and turned around, still holding a spatula in her hand: "We'll be eating soon. The milk is already heated up, and we just need to toast the bread. Why don't you sit here for a while?"
No!
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard soft footsteps behind her, and then a pair of arms gently wrapped around her waist from behind.
Yun Zhan's chin rested on her shoulder, carrying the warm breath of someone who had just woken up, mixed with a faint scent of jasmine, the fragrance from their embrace the night before.
Yun Zhan was clearly not fully awake yet, clinging to Wen Sixue's back like a big bear, gently rubbing his cheek against her back.
Then, Yun Zhan's tongue suddenly licked Wen Sixue's neck lightly.
The warm touch on her neck brought a delicate itch, and Wen Sixue's body instantly stiffened, the spatula in her hand clattering onto the stove.
Her legs suddenly went weak, and all the strength seemed to be drained from her body. She staggered forward and almost fell by the stove.
The culprit, Yun Zhan, seemed to have anticipated this. She reacted quickly, tightening her arms instantly and pulling Wen Sixue firmly into her embrace, pressing her back tightly against her chest.
"Be careful, can't you handle this?" Yun Zhan's voice was still hoarse from just waking up, and he whispered in Wen Sixue's ear, the warmth of his breath making the itching on her neck even more intense.
Wen Sixue's cheeks instantly turned bright red, the blush spreading from her ears all the way down her neck, even her earlobes glowing a hot pink.
"You...this is the kitchen."
"Oh, I know, this is the kitchen, and you're cooking for me, but I just want to eat you."
Wen Sixue bit her lower lip in embarrassment, her fingertips gripping the hem of her apron tightly. She could clearly feel the warmth from behind her and the hand that was groping around her waist.
Yun Zhan's fingers were long and slender, carrying a power that sent shivers down one's spine.
A strange current surged through her spine, causing Wen Sixue to tremble slightly and her breathing to become rapid. A familiar throbbing rose in her heart—an uncontrollable physiological reaction.
"Stop it..."
Wen Sixue's voice was so soft it was almost a whisper, with a barely perceptible tremor: "This isn't home...you can't do anything reckless. The windows are transparent...we'll be seen, and breakfast is getting cold."
"good."
Yun Zhan agreed verbally, but didn't let go. Instead, he buried his chin deeper, gently rubbing his nose against her neck, his voice filled with laughter: "No rush, let's hug for a while. I promise, I won't do anything."
Yun Zhan gently traced circles on Wen Sixue's waist with his fingertips, feeling the trembling of the person in his arms. The dazed look in his eyes gradually faded, leaving only tender affection.
A hint of ambiguous excitement filled the air. Wen Sixue leaned against Yun Zhan's chest, feeling the steady support behind her and the touch that made her heart race. She felt weak all over.
She didn't even have the strength to refuse... If this continues, it could really go wrong, it's too dangerous...
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