Afterward, Shen Jin felt utterly at ease, but through the tears brought on by the pain, she gazed at Yun Xiaoran, who held her in his arms, with lingering love. Her eyes brimming with tears, she murmured:
"You can only be my man for the rest of your life. No one can take you away from me."
"All right. I won't leave you."
Yun Xiaoran held Shen Jin, who lay limp and utterly exhausted in his arms. A faint flush still lingered on her face, along with a few clear tears.
After wiping the tears from Shen Jin's eyes, Yun Xiaoran looked at the little crimson spots on the pink sheet.
"What should we do with this sheet? Wash it or throw it away?"
"Neither."
Nestled in Yun Xiaoran's arms, Shen Jin gazed at the stained sheet before saying:
"I want to hide it away."
"Why?"
Yun Xiaoran was puzzled, but Shen Jin only stared at the bloodstains. Hugging him tightly, she said in a faint, almost inaudible voice:
"It's proof of the love we share."
"All right. Do you want to take a bath now?"
Holding Shen Jin, Yun Xiaoran lowered his head to look at her, making sure to plant a kiss on her lips.
"Shouldn't we bathe together? I'm too tired to even move now..."
After saying this, Shen Jin blushed and raised her little fist to hit Yun Xiaoran's chest with all her "strength." Remembering how he had been earlier, she added:
"It's all your fault. You promised to be gentler..."
A smile curled at the corner of Yun Xiaoran's mouth as he held Shen Jin and soothed her.
"Then maybe we shouldn't do this again..."
"No!"
Hearing his words, Shen Jin immediately interrupted him and buried her face in his chest. Her slender fingertips