Qian Qianqian obediently sat down next to him and saw that he was pinching his eyebrows, looking really tired.
"Are you tired?"
Her voice was lowered subconsciously, and her eyes stayed on Shi Jing's face, with a trace of casual distress flashing through her eyes.
"Um."
He is very tired every day. Ever since his parents died in a car accident, he has felt exhausted physically and mentally. Everything is weighing on his shoulders, making him breathless. He has never been like this before.
Have relaxed.
He didn't bother to tell anyone that he was tired, and he didn't bother to let anyone know that Shi Jing was not a god, but just a human being.
But all the disdain was broken again and again in front of this stupid woman.
Even the memory of being stirred up by that man today, she just wanted to let her know.
He took her there, let her meet his parents, and let her know the hatred he had endured for more than 20 years, and he just wanted her to know.
I just want to let myself have a moment of indulgence in front of her.
He just wanted her to see his tiredness and let her know that he, Shi Jing, was really just a mortal.
Hearing the tiredness in his answer, Qian Qianqian frowned slightly and then said:
"Then you lie down and have a rest. I'll go cook and call you when I'm done."
As he said that, he was about to get up, but was pulled back by Shi Jing again, "Don't."
It was just a simple word. He always spoke so simply, but in this one word, Qian Qianqian could hear a hint of begging.
"What's wrong?"
"Stay with me."
He reached out and gently hugged her from behind, closing his eyes and burying his chin deeply between her shoulders.
He wanted this feeling, and was even obsessed with it. Holding her and smelling her natural fragrance would make all his fatigue disappear.
He found that today, he was very tired. He was so tired that he just wanted to hold her and close his eyes for a good rest.
Qian Qianqian was stunned for a long time by his sudden move, but surprisingly she didn't push him away.
Just because——
She heard the tiredness and weakness in his words, and she was held by him quietly, her hand involuntarily reaching out towards the big hand wrapped around her waist.
Suddenly, he discovered that his hands were so cold in this hot summer.
"Time Mirror?"
"Um?"
"Aren't you hungry?"
"Um."
"But you just said you were hungry in the car."
"Um."
"Then I'll go cook."
"Um."
What I got was this faint response again, mechanical and without any technical content.
She was just quietly held in Shi Jing's arms, with the scent of shower gel on his body, giving people a fresh feeling.
She liked to smell the faint fragrance on his body, and the sense of trust that made her involuntarily rely on him.
She didn't know how long she was held by him, but it wasn't until the sound of gentle breathing came to her ears that she came back from her infatuation.
With a somewhat confused look in her eyes, she broke away from Shi Jing's arms and saw that he actually fell asleep holding her in his arms.
I raised my watch and took a look. It was just past eight o'clock.
"I fell asleep just after eight o'clock. It seems that I am really exhausted."
She stared at Shi Jing's peaceful sleeping face. It was different from what she had seen before. This time, he seemed to be sleeping peacefully.
The original frown no longer existed.
The room was horribly stuffy in the summer, especially in a dilapidated house like Qian Qianqian's that didn't even have air conditioning.