"Jin, I'm scared." Lu Xuening lightly tugged Dongfang Jin's sleeve.
When she looked at him, her eyes were full of a soft, vulnerable aura.
"Jin, it's... it's terrifying, can you... can you sit back next to me? I'm really scared."
Next to them, Baili Xia had finally quieted down.
Not hearing her screams anymore, Dongfang Jin also calmed down.
His heart, once more, cooled slightly, because he realized that he still cared about that woman.
He didn't know whether to blame Baili Xia's influence on him or his own lack of composure.
He sat heavily back in his seat, fully aware that Lu Xuening clung to him; this time, he didn't push her away.
Lu Xuening drew closer and gently nestled against him.
Jin did not reject her... a small joy emerged in her heart, and she drew a little closer.
It was the first time he allowed her to be so close, resting her head on his arm, and he did not find an excuse to avoid her.
