Until he held her wrist, motionless, she stared at him, unable to shift her gaze away.
Her heart suddenly pounded against her chest.
His dark eyes moved across her face, lingering on her lips and refusing to leave.
"Sleep for a while," he said calmly.
Bai Xiao's mind went blank; An Zhiyuan stretched languidly in the cramped space, and then his head lay next to hers against the mud wall of the trench. He kept his voice low, meant only for her ears.
Despite the presence of others and the surrounding noise, she intensely felt as though lying here with him alone, an intimacy that was hard to believe.
She could even smell the warmth of his skin and feel the steady, strong beat of his heart.
"Stop thinking," he whispered, a finger touching her forehead. "It'll be over in a moment. Sleep."
Warmth gradually climbed up, and drowsiness followed suit.
Unconsciously, Bai Xiao had snuggled close to his arm, her hand tightly clutching his clothes, drawing warmth from his body.
