The crooked moonlight hung high in the sky.

It was a strange night of sleepless sleep.

Shi Ran sat in the bedroom with the light on and read a book, and he couldn't read a word of the content in the book.

It's been a long time since I turned the page, but it's still the same page.

"Do you read in this mood?"

Shi Ran closed the book and tossed it aside.

Now, the reason for her low mood is all too clear.

"Why do you always make that kind of expression?"

Although that expression looked expressionless, it always felt a little bit else.

Before Xu Hua came in, they hugged each other.

And the next second?

Will it be so intimate that you need to kiss?

On Song Xianchen's face, there was more uneasiness than after being excited.

Song Xianchen was lying in front of Shi Ran, but he was so uneasy that he seemed to miss Shi Ran.

[I'll send you back.] 】

【The guests are still waiting.】 】

Shi Ran rejected Song Xianchen and turned to leave.

Song Xianchen was scared.

Even if she wants to pretend that she doesn't know, the lingering face makes her unable to read a book, let alone sleep.

Close your eyes, it's Song Xianchen's face.

"Whew!"

sighed.

I'm even more irritable.

Shi Ran clapped a hand on his heart.

"Why are you so nervous?"

As long as he thinks of Song Xianchen, he will sigh angrily at the heart that reacted together.

This is the time.

Knock knock!

A low knock on the door resounded through the quiet room.

Although he didn't tell who the knocker was, Shi Ran knew.

Plop plop.

The heart, which was already beating fast, was beating even more unusually.

Open the door.

"Hello, Song Xianchen."

Under the light of the corridor, a long shadow was drawn, and standing was Song Xianchen.

"Are you alright?"

Song Xianchen didn't come in from the door, but asked directly looking at Shi Ran's face.

"If you have anything to say, come in and say it."

As soon as he heard this, Song Xianchen hurriedly entered the house and closed the door.

Shi Ran and Song Xianchen sat side by side.

Between the clicking sound of preparing the teacup and the kettle, Song Xianchen said, "I'm sorry, Shi Ran, I suddenly came to you." ”

"What's wrong? What's going on? ”

"Xu Hua went back and said, did you meet Shi Yan? The face does not look good. ”

It turned out that when Xu Hua was in the car, he saw it.

When I went back, I immediately told Song Xianchen.

"It's okay, I arranged for my own manpower to protect myself."

"Xu Hua said that your face is not good, if it weren't because of Shi Yan, is it because of me?"

The moment he said this, the heavy teapot slipped from Shi Ran's hand.

"Ahh

As the teacup topped, the hot water almost flowed onto the pajamas that were dyed at the time.

But the pain that followed was not felt.

Because Song Yanchen's hand caught the slippery teacup, the hot tea poured Song Yanchen's hand.

"Song Xianchen!"

Shi Ran screamed, grabbed Song Xianchen's wrist and went to the bathroom.

Use cold water to flush the spot that was scalded by the hot tea just now.

"What are you doing with your hands?"

"It's better than you get hurt."

"Song Xianchen, you ......"

Shi Ran was speechless for a while.

Even if he has a lot of calluses on his hands, he is bound to feel pain.

However, there was no painful look on Song Xianchen's face.

His eyes were just looking at Shi Ran.

Shi Ran lowered her head, Song Xianchen couldn't see her face, and then in the entire bathroom, only the sound of water flowing from the faucet could be heard.

Although it has been quickly washed with cold water, my hands are still red.

Shi Ran bit his lip, and his eyes were slightly red.

"It must have hurt."

"Nope."

Song Xianchen replied like this, staring at Shi Ran tightly.

"It's going to hurt."

"It's okay."

"Maybe it's going to blister."

"It's okay."

"Maybe it hurts badly."

"It's okay, it's not a big deal."

He replied in a calm and reassuring tone, as if he really didn't feel the pain.

Shi Ran felt that Song Xianchen's eyes were looking directly at him.

"Song Xianchen, why are you ...... Why are you always ...... Don't tell the truth. ”

All the feelings and thoughts seem to be condensed in the heart.

I was afraid that I would say strange things if I didn't get it right, so I let go of Song Xianchen, closed my mouth tightly, turned around, and leaned on the sink.

Song Xianchen turned off the faucet, looked at his hands that were still red, turned around, and leaned on the sink like Shi Ran.

There was a moment of silence.

Song Xianchen raised his half-dry hand and swept his dyed hair.

It was a kind, but unpleasant gesture.

"I like the dye." Song Xianchen said solemnly. "You're the most important thing to me, so you're fine."

Shi Ran bit her lip and held back the tears that were about to fall.

Song Xianchen held Shi Ran's face with his hand, and his fingers carefully stroked Shi Ran's cheek.

"Don't cry!"

But Song Xianchen's words were useless.

When he didn't say it, Shi Ran could still hold back, but as soon as Song Xianchen said it, Shi Ran's tears fell uncontrollably.

"Song Xianchen!"

"Hmm."

"Why...... Why do you like me? ”

Song Xianchen's brows furrowed, and then replied.

"You gave me the whole world."

Song Xianchen gently wiped away the tears that had fallen from the time.

"Didn't Shi Ran say that he wanted to live, so from that day on, I will live for you."

Song Xianchen kissed Shi Ran's forehead, and then the tip of his nose suddenly touched the tip of Shi Ran's nose.

"I can't help but love you."

"Love me?"

Shi Ran's voice was soaked in water and trembled.

"From the moment we first met." There was a hint of a smile in Song Xianchen's voice. "You are my whole world."

After listening to Song Xianchen, Shi Ran's chin raised slightly, and he took the initiative to kiss Song Xianchen's lips.

Although the tears that were shed seeped into the salty taste, it didn't matter.

Pulled Song Yanchen's shirt closer and handed his lips over.

With the fragrance emanating from Song Xianchen's body, it can be seen that the tips of Shi Ran's fingers grasping Song Xianchen's shirt are trembling slightly.

Then Song Yanchen's big hand held Shi Ran's trembling hand.

Shi Ran realized that he had kissed Song Xianchen, blushed, stopped his tears, slowly turned his head sideways, and turned to the mirror.

Although Song Xianchen's face did not change much, the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be hidden.

He rested his head on Shiran's shoulder, and his warm breath dug into Shiran's neck and hair.

Immediately afterwards, Song Xianchen's hand was raised, his fingers were on his cheek, and gradually fell on Shi Ran's earlobe.

"Time dye!"

Song Xianchen shouted in a low voice.

Shi Ran stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Song Xianchen's shirt.

"Song Xianchen?"

"Why?" Song Xianchen asked Shi Ran in a deep and rough voice. "Why are you crying?"

"I want everything from the Shi family."

"I know."

"Then you have to become the heir of the Song family."

"I guess so."

"No one says that illegitimate children cannot inherit all the property, and no one says that women cannot have everything."

Shi Ran said in a calm voice as much as possible.