Jian Yanyan clung to his hand tighter, her voice trembling as she said, "Nan Sichen and Yinyin were so close, yet in the end, it turned out like this. Do you think we'll be okay?"
Shen Mingfeng wrapped his arm around Jian Yanyan's hand, pausing before holding on even tighter, "Silly girl, why wouldn't we be okay? We're going home to see our parents for the New Year. Are you lacking confidence in me, or in yourself, huh?"
"I..." Jian Yanyan bit her lip, snuggled closer into Shen Mingfeng's embrace, and finally murmured weakly, "I'm just a bit worried. I've been feeling uneasy lately."
"Alright, you're thinking too much. A good rest at home during the New Year's holiday will do you good. I'll take you out for some fun. Other people's problems are for them to worry about; you shouldn't overthink. Go to sleep." Shen Mingfeng tucked Jian Yanyan in and fell asleep with her in his arms.
