After a long, long time, she remained quietly asleep in his arms.
Her back was all warm.
Gu Anjin opened her eyes again, "Brother Siqing."
Unexpectedly, Yue Siqing didn't immediately push her away.
He stayed still, still holding her.
Even his response was faint.
As if without emotion.
She felt something strange inside, turned around slightly, and met his gaze.
His deep blue eyes, unfathomable.
"Did I almost die?"
"Nonsense!" His expression finally changed, the large hand holding hers still hadn't let go, "If you say that again..."
"What difference does it make if I say it or not, just because I say it, will it happen again? Or if I don't say it, will it not happen?"
Gu Anjin keenly sensed that Yue Siqing was a bit off today.
She was right in his arms, yet he didn't let go.
"This kind of thing will never happen again." His voice, cold and steady, word by word.
That tone was not an order, more like a vow to himself.
