novelraw Chapter 101 This is not a dream
Chapter 101 This is not a dream
Shen Yi nodded emphatically, his gaze falling on Su Qiu's face, which still held a hint of lingering grievance. He then muttered a curse under his breath:
"asshole……"
Su Qiu raised an eyebrow, her tone slightly mocking: "Insulting me again? Want to get beaten up?"
Shen Yi pouted, his voice softening, carrying a hint of coquetry:
"Kiss me."
Su Qiu was stunned for a moment, not expecting him to say that suddenly.
"Just for a moment," Shen Yi gently tugged at her sleeve, his eyes filled with a cautious plea, "I'm afraid... afraid this is a dream, and when I wake up you won't be here anymore."
Looking at his reddened eyes and the unease in them, Su Qiu's helplessness dissipated.
She raised her hand, pinched Shen Yi's chin, and leaned down to kiss him.
With her other hand, she gripped the back of his head, deepening the kiss with an irresistible force.
"Um……"
Shen Yi closed his eyes and obediently responded.
Tears welled up in her eyes and slid down like tiny pearls from a broken string, landing on the bedding.
Shen Yi's eyelashes trembled violently.
He responded almost instinctively when he felt the warmth of Su Qiu's lips.
His kiss was greedy and urgent, carrying a long-suppressed fear and dependence.
The tip of her tongue cautiously probed in, touching the other person's warm breath.
Tears welled up unexpectedly again, mingling with the long, lingering kiss.
The salty, astringent taste spread, yet strangely, it brought him a sense of peace.
He could clearly feel the pressure of Su Qiu's hand pressing on the back of his neck.
He felt the slight tickle of her hair falling on his cheek as she leaned over.
She could feel her cool, refreshing scent in their intertwined breaths.
Every touch told him: This is not a dream.
She is still alive.
The thought surged through his body like an electric current, making him tremble, yet also filled with an indescribable ecstasy.
He subconsciously tightened his grip, holding Su Qiu's hand even tighter, wanting to meld it into his very bones and never let go again.
"Su Qiu..."
Shen Yi called her name indistinctly, his voice broken between his lips and teeth, with a heavy nasal tone.
"Don't leave..."
Su Qiu didn't speak, but instead intensified the kiss, responding to his unease with her actions.
Shen Yi closed his eyes, letting himself sink into the kiss.
A sentence kept echoing in my mind, like a self-affirmation, or like a prayer.
She's still alive, still alive.
Warm lips, a strong heartbeat.
The warmth of her wrist beneath my palm, the throbbing pulse, even the faint scent of soap in her hair…
Every detail was crystal clear, clear enough to dispel all nightmares.
Su Qiu pulled away slightly, her forehead pressed against his, until they were almost breathless from the kiss.
Shen Yi was panting heavily, his eyes red-rimmed, but he stared intently into her eyes, as if trying to see eternity in them.
"I am here."
Su Qiu's voice was slightly hoarse from the kiss, but unusually firm.
Shen Yi nodded vigorously, like a child who had received a promise, and suddenly laughed, but the tears flowed even more fiercely.
He knew that she was still there, still alive and well.
This is enough.
After the kiss ended, Shen Yi felt dizzy, and his cheeks were even redder than when he had been crying.
The sight of a handsome man shedding tears is heartbreaking.
Su Qiu gently stroked his rosy lips with her fingertips, then lowered her head and kissed them.
It even bit me lightly before pulling away slightly.
Shen Yi grunted and moved even closer, preventing her from pushing him away completely.
Looking at his clingy appearance, Su Qiu said helplessly, "Stop whining, you're seducing me at the wrong time."
Shen Yi ignored her and looked up at her, saying, "Give me another kiss."
"If I don't kiss you, I'll spoil you." Su Qiu said, but her eyes softened terribly.
Shen Yi pursed his lips angrily, about to say something more, when he suddenly remembered her injuries and worried that he might upset her.
Reluctantly, I stepped back and sat down obediently.
He picked up Su Qiu's hand, the one that wasn't receiving an IV drip, and gently cradled it in his palm.
Then, he lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand, his gesture devout and submissive, as if he were treating some rare treasure.
The kiss landed with real warmth.
Shen Yi's heart, which had been hanging in suspense for so long, finally settled back into place with a "thump," as if it had finally found a safe haven.
He took a couple of breaths, looking at Su Qiu's face so close to his, her voice hoarse and tired from crying, and mumbled:
"You damn woman, I'm sleepy."
Su Qiu moved aside, giving him enough space, and spoke very softly:
"Go to sleep."
Shen Yi carefully curled up next to her, his body tense.
I wanted to get closer, but I was afraid of accidentally touching her wound.
In the end, he only dared to let his forehead lightly touch the hem of her clothes, every muscle tensed, not daring to overstep the mark in the slightest.
The faint smell of disinfectant lingered around my nose, but it couldn't mask Su Qiu's unique scent, which was refreshing and reassuring.
The entire bed seemed to be filled with her scent, like a soft net that gently enveloped him.
"Su Qiu, don't leave me..."
He murmured in a daze, his voice as soft as a dream.
My eyelids grew heavier and heavier, my tense nerves completely relaxed, and I soon drifted off to sleep.
Su Qiu looked at him as he slept, his long eyelashes still bearing traces of undried tears.
His brows relaxed, and his breathing became steady.
She reached out and gently tucked the blanket around him, her fingertips accidentally brushing against his slightly cool earlobe.
She was delicate and soft, like a little animal that had found warmth and refused to leave its nest.
She looked down at him, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes that she herself didn't even realize.
……
Shen Yi slept exceptionally soundly, as if he had released all the fear and exhaustion he had accumulated over the past few days.
No nightmares, no waking up in fright.
He didn't open his eyes until the afternoon of the next day, in a soft light.
The moment consciousness returned, a familiar face came into view.
Su Qiu lay down beside him, facing him, and was also asleep, her breathing steady.
The sharp, fierce look from the daytime had faded from his brow, making him appear exceptionally quiet.
Shen Yi's heart skipped a beat.
This was the first time he had ever seen Su Qiu like this.
Shedding all its sharpness and defenses, it is as quiet as a painting.
This was also the first time he had seen her sleeping face so closely.
Long, thick eyelashes cast a soft shadow under his eyelids; his nose was straight; and his lips were clearly defined.
Even in her sleep, she exudes an indescribable beauty.
It's a kind of contradictory beauty.
It possesses both breathtaking beauty and an innate aggressiveness.
In this tranquility, a strange blend of detachment and gentleness, almost divine, emerges.
Shen Yi held his breath and carefully reached out his hand.
His fingertips hovered in mid-air for a moment before gently falling and brushing across the faint scab on her cheek.
The movements were as light as a feather, the skin beneath the fingertips was slightly cool, with a delicate touch.
Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, he felt as if his heart was filled with something.
It felt warm, yet also carried a strange, indescribable flutter in my heart.
That damn woman is actually quite obedient.
Shen Yi's lips curled up.
He withdrew his hand, not daring to move again, and just watched quietly, even his breathing becoming soft.
Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a small patch of light on her face, so soft it sent shivers down his spine.