Shen Yi hugged Ye Wanwan even tighter, as if by doing so, he could thoroughly grasp onto her.
The force of the embrace suddenly made Ye Wanwan think of things from her past life.
In her past life, Shen Yi was not eloquent, so she rarely heard him express his love for her directly and clearly.
Instead, it was she who constantly made no secret about her likes, saying things like she liked Shen Yi the most or loved him the most.
Latterly, when she fell ill, seriously ill, Shen Yi did not abandon her, staying by her side till the very end.
But in the end, she still wasn’t sure whether Shen Yi really loved her or not. If he didn’t love her, shouldn’t he have given up on her a long ti ago?
Was it because of responsibility, then?
Indeed, Shen Yi was a very responsible person; he never shied away from his duties.
Therefore, Ye Wanwan had always been puzzled whether Shen Yi’s refusal to abandon her was due to love or responsibility.
Having been given a second chance at life, she learned to restrain her feelings, to stop revolving her life around Shen Yi constantly, to find things to do for herself, thinking she must not repeat the sa mistakes.
Yet now, Ye Wanwan found that it seed their roles had been swapped.
Now, Shen Yi expressed his love for her generously.
He wanted to be by her side, would play little tricks to have her accompany him to D Country, and would tell her outright that he didn’t like her attention being on other n, admitting he would be jealous.
Ye Wanwan couldn’t help but think, if, in her past life, Shen Yi could have been as unabashed about his affection for her as he was now, and she had felt secure and less paranoid, perhaps it would have been a different ending.
At this mont, Shen Yi had no idea about Ye Wanwan’s thoughts; he was happy that he was about to return to her side.
Back at the villa.
The servants were almost ready with dinner, and only then did Ye Wanwan realize that everyone knew about Shen Yi’s return except for her.
Ye Wanwan felt sowhat guilty -- after all, as a wife, not knowing when her own husband was coming back was indeed a bit too much.
*
The following day.
When Ye Wanwan was sleeping groggily, she felt warm and subconsciously wanted to kick off the covers. However, she was being held, unable to move her arms and legs.
So Ye Wanwan struggled a bit, and when the person holding her loosened his grip, she threw off the quilt in one quick motion and, scowling, turned over to continue sleeping.
Seeing that Ye Wanwan had completely thrown off the quilt while the bedroom’s air conditioning was on, Shen Yi covered her with the quilt again.
Initially, it was fine, but after a while, Ye Wanwan felt hot again and tried to kick off the quilt.
Shen Yi held her, stopping her movents, "Don’t kick off the quilt, be careful not to catch a cold."
"Mmm," Ye Wanwan, feeling sore all over and still half asleep, was sowhat irritated by Shen Yi’s disturbance.
Shen Yi had no choice but to stroke her hair gently, coaxing softly, "Sleep."
Ye Wanwan sighed heavily, eyes still closed, and went back to sleep.
When she woke up again, it was almost ti for lunch.
By this ti, on the large bed in the bedroom, there was only her. Ye Wanwan had awakened but lay there, not wanting to move at all.
It wasn’t until the sound of the door opening reached her that Ye Wanwan opened her eyes and glanced at the doorway, seeing Shen Yi, dressed in howear, coming in.
"Awake?" Shen Yi’s voice was very light as he asked softly.
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