"Yeye, don't go, let me hold you a bit longer." His voice was laced with fatigue.
Being so close, Chi Xingye could even make out in the dim light, his deep-set features revealing the exhaustion of several sleepless nights.
She thought back to how he told her that he had to rely on sleeping pills to get some superficial sleep every night.
Chi Xingye's heart ached uncontrollably.
"Chengyan..."
Helian Chengyan thought she was about to refuse his embrace, and quickly interjected, "Yeye, just let me hold you for one more minute!"
"Chengyan..."
"30 seconds! Just let me hold you for 30 more seconds!" His voice carried a plea, clearly fearing her refusal. His lips, pressed against her neck, were already slightly parted, silently counting: "1, 2, 3..."
Every number he spoke seemed excruciatingly slow, as though he wished to stretch each second into an eternity.
Chi Xingye did not expose him.
