The man finally came back to reality.
Ji Shiting stopped in his tracks. He heard the woman whimpering, and his Adam’s apple bobbed.
Ye Shengge almost cried. “Ji Shiting, it hurts…”
The man took a deep breath and had to leave.
“Sorry.” He kissed her forehead and helped her put on her clothes.
He didn’t know what had happened to him. Perhaps it was the aftereffects of his headache, or perhaps it was because the woman’s eyes were too pure under the moonlight, which made him want to destroy them.
Ye Shengge calmed down a bit.
“Shiting, what happened to you…” She sniffed and said.
“Nothing,” he said.
“It’s not impossible if you really want it, but… You have to be gentler,” Ye Shengge said, looking aggrieved. “You haven’t touched me in three years…”
Even if she had had a natural birth, three years was enough for her to recover.
Ji Shiting suddenly smiled and said, “Aren’t you afraid of getting pregnant?”
“If I really do get pregnant, we’ll just keep it.” Ye Shengge rubbed his face.
Although she felt that two children were enough, she wouldn’t mind having another one.
Ji Shiting hugged her and didn’t say anything.
He closed his eyes and recalled the light that was as bright as day. It seemed to be… an operating theater.
He clenched his fists.
“Shiting?” Ye Shengge was shocked to feel his tense muscles.
The man slowly took a deep breath and carried her back to the bed.
“Sleep.” He stroked her face with his warm palm.
Ye Shengge wrapped her arms around his neck and said, “Don’t you want it anymore?”
“Why? Have you forgotten the pain already?” He snorted, grabbed her hands and stuffed them under the blanket.
“It won’t hurt if you’re gentler,” Ye Shengge said.
He smiled and said, “Stop messing around. I’ll hug you to sleep.”
Ye Shengge was a bit worried. Had he recalled something bad just now? However, the man hugged her tightly, and the familiar aura and warmth almost made her faint.
She fell asleep in his arms very quickly.
Ji Shiting never fell asleep again. He listened to the woman’s regular breathing and looked solemn.
…
The next day, Ye Shengge woke up to find no one in the room.
She got out of bed, washed up, changed into the red dress and high heels she had worn last night, opened the bedroom door and walked out.
She immediately saw Ji Shiting’s tall back.
The man was standing at the end of the hallway with one hand on the railing, talking to the middle-aged man opposite him. The middle-aged man looked solemn until he saw Ye Shengge.
Ji Shiting realized something from his gaze and walked toward her.
“You’re awake? Come have breakfast.” The man smiled and held her hand.
