"Awake?"
Ye Ranran lifted her head unconsciously at the familiar voice above her, looking at Jun Mochan's picturesque face with a hint of disbelief.
She couldn't help but reach out her arms and circle them around his neck. Hanging on him, she cuddled against his neck and said, "Hold me."
Jun Mochan quickly embraced her, one hand gripping her arm to prevent her from getting hurt again and the other wrapped around her waist.
"I'm here, take it slow."
"I'm afraid I'm dreaming, and when I wake up, you'll be gone again," said Ye Ranran cheerfully.
Jun Mochan's heart ached: "That won't happen again, never again."
"Won't what?"
"I won't leave you again." No matter what happens, he would stay by her side.
"Really? Don't lie to me, I tend to take things seriously."
"I won't lie to you, you can believe me."
Upon hearing this, Ye Ranran broke into a happy smile, but seeing this, Jun Mochan felt heartbroken.
