The winter mist cleared, and the sun climbed up the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, shining in.
Ye Wen felt the stimulation of the light, moved his eyelids, and opened them with difficulty.
She stared at the ceiling with a dazed expression, and it took a while for her eyes to become clear.
Many images of last night flashed in my mind, the rapid and hot breathing in the dark, the blushing sound...
She turned her head to the side, and the quilt by the pillow was empty, with a little residual warmth left, she had changed into clean pajamas, and there was a faint fragrance.
If it weren't for the weakness and weakness all over her body, she would even think that everything that happened last night was just a dream she had.
The room was silent, Xie Shuo was obviously not in the room.
Scumbag! Lift up your pants and you won't see anyone!
Ye Wen thumped his pillow indignantly, but almost fell to his waist, and frowned in pain.
She supported her sore waist and sat up slowly, as if her whole body had been crushed by a heavy object.
In fact, the two of them didn't last too long last night, she was groggy afterwards, and Xie Shuo carried her to the bathroom to wash and change clothes.
Ye Wen hugged the quilt, looked at the empty room, and suddenly felt a little lost.
Until this moment, she didn't know whether he was purely drunk and having sex last night, or if he left for a while, even when he was most distraught and infatuated, she didn't hear him say any tender words of love.
After thinking wildly for a while, Ye Wen comforted himself again: Forget it, it doesn't matter if he doesn't care about it or not, men and women love each other, you love me, and it doesn't matter who loses and who takes advantage.
She took a deep breath, felt better, stretched herself, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
As soon as her feet landed, her legs went limp, she staggered forward, nearly fell to her knees, and barely stabilized her figure by holding onto the edge of the bed in time.
... It turns out that being unable to get out of bed is real.
Ye Wen sat on the edge of the bed, rested for a while, and then forced himself to get up, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
When I looked in the mirror, I found that there were ambiguous marks on the collarbone and chest, which were particularly obvious on the delicate skin. She took off her pajamas and looked, blushing belatedly, and when she was about to change, she suddenly paused.
Some fragments of last night flashed through his mind again. He leaned over and kissed her, carried her to the bathroom to wash, changed her clothes... Why did it feel like he could see
Ye Wen was stunned by this sudden intuition.
Could it be... His eyes have recovered
It's not her fault for thinking too much, recently his eyes look brighter than before, and when he did those things last night, his movements were too smooth, not at all like before.
In my memory, the last time he kissed her, he still had to fumble to find the position of his lips.
—But, if he could really see, why didn't he tell her the first time
Ye Wen stood there in a daze, his thoughts were a little messy, and it took a long while before he came back to his senses.
She went into the cloakroom and changed into her daily clothes, and went downstairs to have breakfast full of doubts.
It was past ten o'clock in the morning, and the sun was already shining outside.
Xie Shuo was not downstairs, and Ye Wen only found out after asking Aunt Zhou that he had gone to the company early in the morning.
He is not free on Saturday, it seems that he is really busy recently.
Ye Wen walked to the dining table and sat down, thinking about whether he had recovered his eyesight while eating breakfast, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible—
It seems that since he came back from the research institute last time, his whole person has changed a lot. He is busy with the company's affairs all day long, and he is no longer depressed.
According to the development of a normal mentality, even if he suddenly figured it out and decided to regain his strength, it shouldn't be such a big change, right
Another very important point is that he seldom asks her to accompany him recently, and he rarely asks her to help him read the documents.
Although there is Zhong Fu, Zhong Fu is his right-hand man and also holds other important positions. There are so many things that need to be dealt with on weekdays. In official business, he has always been clear-headed, and it is not at all like a person who would make such a decision in a convulsion.
Ye Wen's head went bald, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it into his mouth.
If he really regained his sight, why did he hide it? Are you trying to make everyone worry
Ye Wen couldn't figure it out until after breakfast.
But she didn't have much time to think about it. There was still work in the studio, and she had to work overtime today. Xiang Quan had already sent a message to urge her.
After lunch, Ye Wen hurried to the studio and plunged into the recording studio.
At six o'clock in the evening, during the rest time, she took out the mobile phone in her bag and looked at it, and found that there was a missed call from Xie Shuo.
Ye Wen was slightly taken aback.
This was the first time he called her on his own initiative. Why, did he feel that he shouldn't have left her alone in the morning and came back to coax her
Ye Wen pinched the phone and was hesitating whether to call back, when the other end called again.
Ye Ming paused for two seconds, pressed the connect button, put the phone to his ear, and did not speak.
Xie Shuo's voice sounded from the other end, with the usual flat tone: "Aren't you at home?"
Ye Wen felt strange in his heart, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Well, I'm working overtime in the studio."
Xie Shuo asked again, "When will you be back?"
"Maybe it will be around eight o'clock. I won't go back for dinner."
Xie Shuo paused for a moment, told "Don't be too late", and hung up the phone.
Ye Wen lowered his head, stared at the phone screen in a daze for a while, then turned around and went to eat with the others.
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That night, when I got home at exactly nine o'clock, Ye Wen went upstairs, opened the bedroom door, and saw Xie Shuo sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.
The black shirt was covered with a light-colored sweater, and the coat was thrown aside, adding a bit of warmth under the lamp.
Hearing the sound, he moved his long eyelashes and opened his eyes.
Ye Wen paused, meeting his deep eyes, feeling a little nervous for no reason.
She suddenly felt that it was right for him to leave quietly in the morning, at least one day to relax and avoid the embarrassment of waking up.
After she settled down, she walked to him and sat down beside him as if nothing had happened. She was very close, and as soon as she sat down, she could smell the familiar smell from him.
He turned his head and asked, "Why is it so late today, Saturday?"
Ye Wendao: "We have to record a program on Monday, these two days are relatively busy."
Her waist was still a little soft, and her legs were a little sore. She supported her waist and rubbed it gently.
Xie Shuo caught a glimpse of her movements, and his eyes paused for a moment on her slender waist.
Ye Wen stretched his legs, and when he leaned back, he inadvertently met his gaze that seemed to be glancing down.
? ? Was he looking at her waist just now
The doubts of the morning came back to me again—could he really see
Ye Wen slowed down his movements of rubbing his waist, and looked at him with suspicion on his face.
Xie Shuo withdrew his gaze and turned to the front again. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the lights were far away.
Many thoughts flashed through Ye Wen's mind, and he leaned towards him, staring into his eyes, it was indeed no longer as gloomy as before.
Sensing her approaching, Xie Shuo pretended to touch her fingers, held them in his palm, and kneaded them gently.
The man has slender finger bones and warm palms. Ye Wen, who was watching his eyes a second ago, caught a glimpse of the movements of his hands, and thought of some scenes from last night, his face flushed suddenly, and the roots of his ears felt hot.
She curled her fingers, calmed her disordered breathing, and looked into his eyes again.
The phrase "Can you see it?" almost blurted out, but she swallowed it back.
If he really regained his sight and deliberately kept it from her, then if she asked directly, he would definitely not admit it, so it would be better to test it secretly.
She changed her mind, thought for a while, leaned on him enduring her shame, grabbed his hand and put it on her waist, and said in a coquettish tone: "Don't rub my hand, my waist is so sore, please rub it for me." Can you rub your waist?"
Through the clothes, Xie Shuo touched her waist, which was slender and soft, and he couldn't hold it tightly.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her, just in time to meet her clear eyes.
Ye Yan didn't dodge or dodge, and looked at him.
Xie Shuo intuited that she had discovered something, paused for a moment, and looked away.
But his hands moved around her waist, gently rubbing through the fabric.
Seeing him moving his eyes away, Ye Wen became more and more suspicious, leaned against him, raised his face and observed him intently, every subtle expression fell into his eyes.
The big palm was attached to the cloth, and the friction became hot.
With his massage, she seemed to have no more strength in her body. She lay softly on his chest, and couldn't help but let out a comfortable hum.
"..."
As soon as the hum came out, she froze, and the hands around her waist also stopped.
The bedroom was quiet and silent, and the sound seemed particularly ambiguous, and the atmosphere instantly became subtle.
As the surrounding temperature rose, Xie Shuo held her waist, pressed her to him, lowered his head, and breathed across her forehead, as if he wanted to kiss her.
Ye Wen panicked, ignored his observation, got up from his arms, and took his hand away.
"Stop kneading..."
In this situation, if you continue to knead, something will happen.
She was tortured half to death last night, and she doesn't want to do it again for the time being.
Xie Shuo's palm was empty, and he didn't force himself. He leaned back on the sofa, withdrew his hand, and placed it in front of him.
Ye Wen's heart was beating wildly, and it took him a long time to calm down, and he got up and said, "Go take a bath."
Xie Shuo paused for a moment before getting up.
Ye Wen's whole body was sore and limp, so he took a bath with water, and after soaking, he felt his feet were floating and his head was dizzy, as if he had ascended to a fairy.
She forgot to take her nightgown into the bathroom, so she could only go out wrapped in a towel.
When he came out, he saw Xie Shuo leaning against the head of the bed, his eyelashes drooping, and his slender fingers resting on the quilt, as if he was thinking about something.
Ye Wen originally wanted to go into the cloakroom to change into pajamas, but when she saw him, she suddenly stopped and changed her mind.
She tucked in the towel, turned around, took a small bottle of body lotion, walked to the bed, and sat on it.
Xie Shuo heard the noise and looked up.
At this glance, his eyes froze.
The first thing that catches the eye is the white shoulder bones, and the delicate skin in front of him, like a handful of snow; the bath towel only wraps the middle part, and there are two slender and straight legs below, shining white.
Ye Wen sat on the bed and glanced at him, Xie Shuo noticed his gaze, so he looked away.
Ye Wen glanced at him, poured the body lotion into the palm of his hand, and began to rub it on his legs, from the thigh to the calf, and patted it gently.
When bending over, the towel was taut and tightly bound her chest, as if it would fall off at any moment.
Xie Shuo's eyes darkened, but there was no other movement.
While applying body lotion, Ye Wen rubbed it in the dark and observed his reaction from the corner of his eye. Seeing that he was still indifferent and didn't care about anything, he couldn't help doubting himself.
No response? Could it be that she guessed wrong and he didn't recover
She looked up and looked at him again.
The man was wearing a black nightgown, with the neckline slightly open, exposing a cold white chest, sexy and abstinent.
Inexplicably, a blurry picture of last night suddenly flashed in her mind, and her face blushed slightly.
She held her breath and decided to try again.
She put away her body milk and sat sideways against the head of the bed, her body leaning towards him, but she didn't touch him.
She raised her eyes and looked at his side face, her slender fingers flickered in front of his eyes.
Xie Shuo's eyes moved.
Is she testing him
Ye Wen was wrapped in a bath towel, leaning leisurely on the head of the bed, looking like a beauty out of the bath, she just looked at him quietly, neither speaking nor doing other movements.
She didn't believe it, he could hold his breath.
A faint fragrance wafted over, and an imperceptible strangeness flashed across Xie Shuo's eyes.
Actually, he just thought about it for a long time, and originally planned to confess to her tonight, but seeing her appearance, he suddenly didn't want to let her know so soon.
He stopped paying attention to her, leaned against the head of the bed, and closed his eyes.
That look and posture seemed to be detached, and it could rest for a hundred years.
Ye Wen: "..."
She lost.
After losing the first battle, Ye Wen was a little sleepy, his eyelids drooped, and he decided to fight again tomorrow.
She got up from the bed, intending to change into her pajamas and go to bed.
However, just as he got up while supporting the quilt, the bath towel suddenly loosened and really slipped down.
Ye Wen: "..."
This time, she really didn't mean it.
Xie Shuo just opened his eyes and saw the scenery in front of him.
Dazed for two seconds, Ye Wen grabbed the bath towel and covered his chest, regardless of whether he could really see it or not, rushed into the cloakroom in a panic.
Looking at the fair back of her running away, Xie Shuo leaned on the bedside, and gently pulled the corner of his lips.