"How about we sleep in separate beds, you in the west and I in the east, so as not to make you uncomfortable."
"don't want."
Jiang Beiyuan hugged her and rubbed his mint-scented face against her shoulder.
"Just sleep like this, okay."
"But don't you feel uncomfortable??"
"Okay, okay."
He continued to hold her like a hot iron.
Yan Nian sighed, raised his elbow and bumped him, "Let go, we'll talk about it tomorrow night, okay!"
"don't want."
"Tch, don't don't want anything. Is Teacher Jiang still a child? Can't you afford to play?"
"I can't afford to play. I never play with you."
He hugged her tightly, and the magnetic charm of his voice echoed in her ears, drilling straight into Yan Nian's heart.
The thumping heartbeat of someone she didn't know was rattling her eardrums.
She turned around slowly.
Rather than pressing her back against his chest like this, she preferred to fall asleep with her whole body buried in his arms.
"husband… "
"Um?"
Yan Nian nestled in his arms, grabbing his nightgown and sighing heavily.
"I really hope that we can always be so happy."
Jiangbeiyuan paused for two seconds.
He said yes.
"Will do."
Hold her close.
Like conjoined twins, I hope they will never be separated for the rest of their lives.
…
The next day, New Year's Eve.
Early in the morning, there were endless sounds of firecrackers. It was now seven o'clock in the morning. Yan Nian was frowning on the bed. The noisy sound outside did not wake her up. The hair on her forehead was soaked with cold sweat, and her hands were clasped tightly. Clutched together.
"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, wake up..."
Beside the bed, Jiang Beiyuan was patting her face, looking anxious and worried.
Yan Nian opened his eyes blankly, his pupils were a little blurry, and the deep fear in his eyes had not dissipated. When he saw Jiang Beiyuan's face, he sat up and hugged his neck without saying a word.
"Husband, um..."
Tears fell from her eyes and hit him on the neck, gasping for air.
Jiang Beiyuan patted her back gently and used his other hand to touch the top of her hair.
"Well, my husband is here. Are you having a nightmare?"
"Um… "
Yan Nian was panting. He hadn't recovered from the nightmare yet, so he sniffed hard.
"I dreamed that we were hugging each other, and then suddenly a person came and took you away. I ran to find you, and then there was a car accident on the road. There was blood on the ground, and then there was so much blood. There is an idiom about blood flow. Chenghe, maybe that’s how he got here..."
Hear the words.
A flash of light flashed across Jiang Beiyuan's eyes, and it was fleeting. He quickly came back to his senses, continued to rub the back of her head, and leaned over to kiss her forehead.
"It's okay, dreams are always the opposite."
"I know, but it's really scary. I also saw a person lying on the ground. He was motionless. I didn't know if the person on the ground was me or someone else... "
"Forget it."
He let go of her a little, pinched her smooth face, and made eye contact.
"I've made breakfast. Get dressed and eat. Your husband also bought you dough sticks and lettuce."
"okay… "
Yan Nian was a little absent-minded, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and he was still thinking about the horrible nightmare in his heart.
The scene was a mess of blood and flesh. It was obviously the Chinese New Year today, but it felt like the good mood of the day had been ruined by this nightmare.
"It's okay, your husband and I are enough to protect you now, and I won't let anyone hurt you again."
"Ok, I know."
Yan Nian smiled at him. Just now, Jiang Beiyuan's words had a double meaning, but her thoughts were distracted and she did not realize the deep meaning of his words.
…
(End of chapter)