Gu Qingheng didn't speak, but just laid his head in the crook of her neck, deeply inhaling the unique, delicate fragrance of her body. The unease and irritation of the past three days finally began to dissipate, and the emptiness in his heart that had lasted for three days was slowly being filled...
Yang Ruxin felt the fluctuations in his emotions and did not pursue her questions any further but simply allowed him to hold her, until he calmed down. Then she raised her head, "Gu Qingheng, are you scared?"
