In my ears, there was a familiar voice, which seemed to be coming from across thousands of mountains and rivers, making it seem very far away.
Despite this, the very soft and low voice still conveys a reassuring power, driving away the uneasiness and fear in the heart.
Chu Xiaochen slowly opened his eyes and saw a blurry shadow. It felt like looking through a layer of dusty glass.
Then, as if someone wiped away the dust on the glass, the vision gradually began to gather and become clear.
She saw a familiar face.
The delicate eyebrows and the deep black eyes are full of concern and a touch of joy...
That is, Luo Jun.
"Luo Jun?!"
She instinctively called out his name.
These two short words revealed so much grievance. When he heard that call, Luo Jun's heart almost broke.
The situation just now was so dangerous that he didn't even dare to imagine it.
If he hadn't just wanted to surprise her on a whim, if he hadn't guessed that she might have taken a small road in a hurry...
The consequences could be disastrous.
Reaching out to hold her hand, he carefully hugged her tightly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here... It's okay, everything is over now..."
In my ears, I could hear his steady heartbeat.
Around her body was his familiar breath and temperature.
Chu Xiaochen looked around in his arms and saw the familiar roof, curtains and warm lights.
This is their home, with him here...
Her nervous mood relaxed little by little.
"Tell me, is there any discomfort or pain?" Luo Jun asked gently.
"No." Chu Xiaochen shook his head gently, "It's just that my head is still a little dizzy."
"Are you hungry?" he asked again.
Chu Xiaochen shook his head again.
What happened just now left her with almost no appetite.
At that time, she just relied on the instinct of survival in her heart to resist. Looking back now, she still has lingering fears.
"Han Qing!"
Luo Jun raised his voice softly.
Han Qing came over immediately, "Mr. Luo?"
"Bring her a cup of hot milk." Luo Jun ordered.
Han Qing turned around and left. After a while, he came in with a side of heated milk.
Luo Jun carefully tested the temperature and brought it to Chu Xiaochen's lips.
After drinking a small amount of the cup with his hand, Chu Xiaochen moved her lips and shook her head gently.
Knowing that she had a loss of appetite, Luo Jun did not force himself. He put the cup on the table and took a tissue to wipe her lips. He carefully placed her body on the pillow and lay half beside him.
"Okay, have a good sleep now. When it gets bright tomorrow, everything will start again. Don't be afraid, go to sleep, I will always be there..."
Holding her in his arms, he patted her back gently like he was coaxing a child.
Chu Xiaochen curled up, shrank into his arms, and then closed her eyes.
Finally, she fell into a deep sleep.
Listening to her breathing gradually calming down, Luo Jun carefully straightened up slightly, helped her tuck in the quilt, and tiptoed to the door.
After staring at her for a minute to make sure that she was still sleeping soundly, he gently knocked on the door and turned to go downstairs.
Downstairs, on the sofa, Han Qing and Asang were chatting quietly.
Behind the sofa stood a young man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses.
Hearing his footsteps, the two of them stood up from the sofa at the same time.
