The whim that had rushed to her head gradually subsided. She took a deep breath and popped the dried fruit into her mouth.
She could still taste him on her lips.
How sweet…
When Bo Jinchuan came out of the shower, Shen Fanxing had already fallen asleep on the couch.
Walking closer to her, his heart ached at the sight of her curled body.
For the past few days, they would sleep together occasionally. Often, in the later half of the night, when she had fallen into a deep sleep, she would tend to bend and curl into a ball.
There were a few times when he forced his arms around her to prevent her from turning her back on him. Even then, she would burrow into his embrace unconsciously in the middle of the night.
At first, he was happy, but gradually, that feeling dissipated.
That was a sign of insecurity.
Such an independent and headstrong woman had revealed her fragility and unease in the night when she was alone.
Her mother had made an extreme choice. The Shen family had never supported her. Su Heng had added insult to injury by choosing to give up on her amidst a life and death situation. Everyone’s disdain and the series of misunderstandings had wounded her.
Yet, she had persevered till now. She was all alone. She didn’t evade nor did she fell inferior. Her honesty made one’s heart ache.
Bending down, he lifted her up and placed her gently on the soft bed before lying down next to her.
Her eyes moved groggily, and there was obvious alertness in her eyes.
When she caught a glimpse of Bo Jinchuan, her tensed body relaxed instantly. She closed her eyes and snuggled into his arms.
Bo Jinchuan grinned, his eyes shining with adoration.
He liked her trust.
He had always known that she was wary of others, including him.
Sometimes, he would get a headache from her guardedness.
Other times, he felt that her defenses around others weren’t strong enough. Otherwise, why would she trust him so much?
Contradictory!
He wanted her to trust him, but he felt that she might trust everyone else too.
He might have appeared in front of her when she was the most vulnerable, but what if it was someone else who had done so instead of him?
With that bit of wariness in her?
Sighing softly, he hugged her shoulders tightly.
His thoughts had entered a dead end.
…
She slept soundly for the entire afternoon.
She vaguely remembered being carried to the bed by Bo Jinchuan.
But Bo Jinchuan wasn’t on the bed.
She got out of bed and walked barefooted out of the bedroom. Indeed, Bo Jinchuan was sitting on the couch with his back against it. She had no idea when he had changed into a white and blue striped shirt. He was staring at the tablet in his hand with a pen between his long fingers. His face was stoic and he was engrossed in his work.
A man at work was the most handsome.
Not to mention Bo Jinchuan.
She decided to lean against the door frame and rest her head against it. She silently admired the man who was working.
The sun was still shining brightly despite dusk approaching, but it was gentler than before.
The light shone on his perfect face and a phrase appeared in Shen Fanxing’s mind—
Facing the ocean, spring flowers bloomed.
He was the one who had given her warmth.
“Haven’t you seen enough?”
After a long while, a deep voice sounded. Shen Fanxing blinked coldly. Bo Jinchuan had already placed the tablet aside and was gazing at her from afar.
Shen Fanxing straightened her body and walked towards him.
Bo Jinchuan tugged her next to him.
“What do you want for dinner? I’ll bring you there.”
“Erm…”
Before Shen Fanxing could even sit properly, she had the urge to flee.
