Like a fog finally seeing the light.
Shen Shuangjian even more taken aback by those three clear and unambiguous words. He subconsciously looked at Xie Jinghui, but all the unease and hesitation that hadn't yet surfaced were sealed away with a kiss in the next second.
Ten minutes of fireworks almost woke up the city, which was covered in fresh snow.
Shen Shuangjian wasn't short, but Xie Jinghui's frame was too superior. When kissing face-to-face, Shen Shuangjian always had to tilt her head back to receive Xie Jinghui's passionate kisses.
Shen Shuangjian always wanted to run away, but he couldn't escape the gentle control that he couldn't break free from, always putting him in a dilemma.
When kissing, Shen Shuangjian he always liked to hold or grip something. If they were curled up in bed or leaning against the French windows, he would still be able to hold onto Xie Jinghui's sleeve and shoulder.
However, with her waist encircled and standing face to face, Shen Shuangjian could only grab Xie Jinghui's clothes at the front, as if afraid she would lose her balance and fall to the ground.
Knock knock knock--
When the knocking first sounded, it was very faint, a gentle and rhythmic reminder.
At first, neither of them heard it. It wasn't until the knocking paused for a moment, then became urgent and loud as if realizing something, that Shen Shuangjian was Jinghui her senses as if waking from a dream.
Shen Shuangjian was startled and blinked his eyes, which were wet with tears from the kiss. He quickly pushed Xie Jinghui.
"Hmm... knock, someone's knocking."
Xie Jinghui hugged him, her hoarse voice low and seductive, "Go open the door later, don't tell your brother I'm here."
"Okay, Zhizhi, otherwise your brother will be angry."
After being soothed by two pecks on the corner of her lips, and after her legs felt weak for a while, Shen Shuangjian, guided by Xie Jinghui, opened the door with a mixture of confusion and hesitation.
At this moment, Shen Sixian was already in a state of high tension and high alert.
His phone shut down halfway through the call due to low battery. Shen Sixian was finishing up the cake decorating at the time, and thinking that nothing else would go wrong, he didn't rush to charge it and called Shen Shuangjian back.
But when he returned with the cake he had made himself, no one answered his knocks on Shen Shuangjian's door.
At first, he thought that Shen Shuangjian hadn't heard him, or that she was just being lazy, getting up and walking slowly, which was why she hadn't opened the door immediately.
But as the knocking continued without a response, Shen Sixian's initially calm mind gradually became unsettled.
He was worried about Shen Shuangjian's health, and also worried that someone might be taking advantage of his absence to do something secretly.
Fortunately, Shen Shuangjian opened the door for him.
"Elder brother."
As soon as the door opened, Shen Sixian noticed Shen Shuangjian's slightly messy long hair and slightly flushed face.
His face darkened, and he Shen Shuangjian to survey the room, but after a quick glance around, he didn't find anything he shouldn't have.
Why didn't you open the door for your brother?
Shen Sixian put down the cake, but his heart was still pounding. He wandered around the bedroom casually, even pushing open the bathroom door. Only after finding it empty did he relax.
"Sleeping... asleep."
Shen Shuangjian didn't even dare to look Shen Sixian in the eye. He sat on the sofa chair with his head down, only vaguely repeating Xie Jinghui Jinghui's instructions and subconsciously avoiding eye contact.
Is Zhizhi sleepy?
Shen Sixian brushed Shen Shuangjian's long hair aside. His hand was broad and slender, still carrying the chill of the outside air. "Then I won't bother Zhizhi."
Although Shen Sixian said this, his suspicions only grew stronger.
He had noticed the coat casually draped over there earlier, even though there was nothing there before he left.
Moreover, Shen Shuangjian knew all too well what Shen Sixian was like in her usual state.
His dazed and uneasy expression clearly showed his anxiety stemming from lying.
"Why haven't Zhizhi of those curtains been opened?" Shen Sixian suddenly pointed to the curtains on the terrace that looked like decorations.
As Shen Sixian spoke, he took a step forward, but unfortunately, he had only taken one step when his hand was pulled back by a weak force from behind.
"Brother... brother."
Shen Shuangjian almost never lied. He was neither eloquent nor had a strong heart that remained unmoved in the face of tension.
So he felt inexplicably uneasy, and even more afraid that the assumptions Xie Jinghui had made that troubled him would actually come true.
In his desperation, he could only cling to Shen Sixian's arm, instinctively trying to salvage the situation, saying, "Brother, I'm sleepy, sleepy..."
Shen Shuangjian rarely acts coquettishly or expresses her needs in such a spoiled manner.
Shen Sixian's heart softened at the weak, drawn-out tone of his voice. Shen Sixian turned around, clearly having thrown all his vigilance and sobriety to the back of his mind.
"Alright, alright, brother, let's go then."
Shen Sixian closed his eyes helplessly, ultimately unable to imagine just how shameless a person could be.
He assumed that while he was away, Shen Shuangjian might have secretly gone downstairs, perhaps to watch the fireworks in the courtyard, or maybe to briefly meet someone.
He didn't tell the truth, thinking his brother wouldn't guess. He had clearly done something wrong, but he couldn't hide his guilt. Once he lied, he was so ashamed that he didn't even want to see anyone.
Although it was a little excessive, Shen Sixian chose to turn a blind eye and indulge him because he was so cute.
After all, he was Shen Shuangjian, and Shen Sixian loved him so willingly.
The door to the room was finally closed again.
The bedroom fell silent again. Shen Shuangjian was standing still, she loosened her clenched hands, which she had been holding tightly due to nervousness.
In truth, Shen Shuangjian was somewhat bewildered.
He didn't know why he was helping Xie Jinghui keep it a secret from Shen Sixian, nor did he know why he was keeping Xie Jinghui in his room.
He was inexplicably drawn into a game of hide-and-seek, and even though he didn't know why he had wandered in, he was still pulled into hiding by someone when the ghost came searching for him.
The sliding door to the terrace was soon gently pushed open again. Xie Jinghui lifted one side of the curtain, and with a pleased expression, slowly approached Shen Shuangjian.
" Zhizhi, don't be afraid."
Xie Jinghui carried the chill of the outside air, and Shen Shuangjian was not wearing an outer garment at the moment. He dared not get too close to Shen Shuangjian, so he could only keep a few steps away, comforting his flustered beloved.
"You did nothing wrong. Even if your brother knew, he wouldn't blame you, because the one who's wrong is me, the bad person who tricked you."
Xie Jinghui unabashedly took all the blame upon himself, because he knew that now that he was in a relationship with someone, he no longer needed to be overly fearful.
He no longer needed to be trembling with fear, nor did he need to be afraid that a single disapproving glance from the other party would make him retreat hundreds of steps in trepidation, and still feel that it wasn't enough.
Because her lover was the closest person to Shen Shuangjian in her world, besides her family.
He would try his best to indulge and cater to her, and he would no longer push Xie Jinghui's hand away.
Just as the precious white peony finally realizes that love is not an unknown poison that will kill you, love is the soil, and love will not let it wither.
On the contrary, love will support him until the end of time.