Capítulo 1466: Chapter 1433: Past and Present Lives 31
So later, she was always afraid of this kind of weather.
However, leaving the light on would make her feel a little better, as long as she could sleep until dawn.
But as soon as she closed her eyes, she heard his footsteps sounding beside her, then the light went out, and the hospital room returned to its usual quietness.
Qiao Xiaren opened her eyes, staring straight at the ceiling.
The bloody and violent scene from her childhood replayed in her mind like a movie, over and over again. It felt as terrifying as a nightmare, and she didn’t dare to move a muscle.
She seed to be less than 6 years old at the ti, lost on the mountain with a few of her peers.
Ye Mohan and Shen Sichen stayed by Qiao Anchu’s side while she clutched at her clothes, afraid that she might et a similar fate the next mont.
Perhaps she was too young then, that kind of fear was indescribable.
The curtains by the window gently fluttered with the cool breeze, resembling a chilling ghost in the night, ready to claim her life, and Qiao Xiaren lay stiff in bed.
In that instant, she grabbed the man who was about to leave: “Could you co a little closer…”
The next second, her blanket was suddenly lifted, and the man unceremoniously climbed onto her hospital bed, pulling her entirely into his arms, lifting the blanket considerably higher.
Qiao Xiaren stiffened instantly, not even daring to move her hands, like a little frightened beast whose fur had bristled, erecting her own line of defense.
“Don’t move.” His legs wrapped around her, confining her in his embrace, as he gently nudged his chin against her head and said softly, “Sleep.”
Held by him like this, Qiao Xiaren couldn’t move at all, only able to roll her eyes, dazed as she watched his chin. After a while, her body slowly relaxed and softened again.
“Are you scared?”
Si Limo’s mood subtly changed. She lay in his embrace, originally feeling a bit sleepy, but now she was completely awake.
Qiao Xiaren didn’t speak, only clutched him tightly.
Qiao Xiaren still didn’t close her eyes, but the warm surrounding and the refreshing scent filled her with an imnse sense of reliance and security.
So gentle, so heartwarming.
Perhaps another girl might have already succumbed, but she was Qiao Xiaren, uniquely lucid even in vulnerability. She had always lived too lucidly.
“Can’t sleep?”
Qiao Xiaren murmured a sound of acknowledgnt, indeed completely losing her sleepiness.
She had a premonition that it would be hard to fall asleep tonight.
Si Limo certainly wouldn’t let go of her, one day she had to get used to him, he thought.
“Since you can’t sleep, why don’t you tell about the past?” Si Limo held her fingers, feeling addicted, unwilling to let go.
The past?
Qiao Xiaren paused for a mont, her voice seemingly drifting: “There’s nothing to say about the past.”
Everyone probably has a scar in their heart; she no longer wanted to bring it up again.
As they talked, Qiao Xiaren began to feel sleepy, her eyes slowly closing in the night until soon steady breathing could be heard.
The night passed quickly.
Early the next morning, Qiao Xiaren was awakened by the voice of a stranger.
Always vigilant, she opened her eyes to a finely carved face. His eyes slightly upturned at the corners, exuding an indescribable charm.
This man seed surprised by her reaction too, a slight smile giving off a gentle breeze-like warmth, which made Qiao Xiaren’s mind blank for a mont.
How could it be him?
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