He held her tightly, like a child lacking a sense of security. It was evident that his body was beginning to tremble from time to time.
She asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"
Just as Ye Xinluo felt she could hardly breathe, Beichen Rui switched tactics, burying his head into her neck, breathing deeply.
With her body stiff, she stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling the emotions from his heart, worried that it was due to being overworked and stressed lately, she finally spoke up, "Bei...Beichen Rui..."
He suddenly pulled her down, holding her tightly in his arms, with his head buried in her neck, his voice hoarse, "Don't move... just let me hold you for a while."
As his words fell, Ye Xinluo didn't dare to move anymore. She could only wait quietly, gently patting his back over and over, trying to offer him some silent comfort. After a long time, feeling his emotions gradually stabilize, she tentatively spoke, "I need to go back to sleep."
