I wanted to suggest that if he could guarantee he wouldn’t lose control, I could lend him half the bed, but I thought better of it. I was very tired but still couldn’t fall asleep, knowing he was restless on the sofa. The sofa creaked every time he turned.
I was conflicted about whether to call him in when I suddenly heard soft footsteps. The door was pushed open, and Ye Zhengchen, carrying a blanket and pillow, climbed onto my bed.
Opening my eyes, I laughed. “What are you doing, climbing into my bed?”
“It’s too cold outside…” He placed the pillow next to mine and pushed me to one side. “Your bed is big anyway; one more person won’t matter.”
“Can you guarantee you won’t lose control when I fall asleep?”
He thought for a moment and responded ambiguously, “I’ll try!”
“What if you can’t control yourself…”
He interrupted me, “If I can’t control myself, whether you’re asleep or not makes no difference.”
Fair point.
The dark, sparse moonlight filtered through the curtains as I quietly looked at the person sleeping beside me. Fully clothed, his eyes were closed, breathing steady, with moonlight casting a soft glow on his long eyelashes.
I didn’t want to sleep, afraid that when I woke again, I’d find this was just a dream.
“If you look at me with that gaze again, I can’t guarantee anything,” he said, his hand reaching into my blanket to hold mine. Our fingers intertwined as I closed my eyes, a sweet smile on my face, and fell asleep unknowingly. In my dream, I saw Yin Zhongtian, standing helplessly on the street, illuminated by the yellow streetlight.
I chased after him, calling out, “Zhongtian, Zhongtian…” but he didn’t turn back.
“Zhongtian, can I still help you?”
Suddenly, the streetlight went out, and everything turned black.
Ye Zhengchen’s faint voice whispered in my ear: “You were willing to undress for him, willing to marry me for him… Tell me, what else would you do for him?”
My heart tightened with unbearable pain.
I fell into a nightmare, trying to cry out but unable to make a sound.
A warm embrace held me. “It’s okay, you’re mine anyway.”
When someone repeats a phrase, it might be self-suggestion. “You’re mine anyway…” Hearing this, I broke free from the nightmare, opening my eyes to meet a pair of deep, frost-like black eyes.
It had been three years since I’d woken up in a man’s embrace. Startled, I pushed him away and looked around.
At dawn, with the mist dispersing, I found myself in my room, my bed, and a beautiful male body beside me, just like every morning in my memory.
I caught my breath, recalling that I had let him sleep on my bed last night. “How dare you take advantage of me while I was asleep?”
“You were the one who crawled into my arms after falling asleep,” Ye Zhengchen said seriously.
He pulled me into the warm blanket, holding me tightly. “What’s wrong? Having a nightmare?”
“No. Not dreaming about you.”
I was telling the truth. Dreams involving Ye Zhengchen were always nightmares, filled with endless deception and ultimately ending in fragments.
“Then who did you dream about?” He looked at me with a half-smile, making me uneasy, worried he had set another trap.
“I don’t remember,” I said, fearing his reaction if I mentioned the dream. “I had a slight impression, but you scared me, and now I’ve forgotten everything.”
“Do I look that scary?”
I looked up. Perhaps due to the light, his features were deep and serious; he seemed determined to extract something from me.
I smiled sweetly. “Senior brother, you’re not scary at all. It’s just that I haven’t woken up in a man’s arms for three years… I’m a bit unaccustomed.”
Ye Zhengchen laughed, satisfied like a cat that just stole some fish. “It’s okay, you’ll get used to it slowly.”
He hadn’t changed at all, still irresistibly tempting. With just a few soft words, he would throw all reason to the winds.
I suspected he had been sent to Japan through connections; otherwise, how could such an unprincipled wolf be trusted?
He had a father who was a commander, and I wondered what kind of person he was, feeling worried about Ye Zhengchen’s conduct.
Lost in thought, I remembered my father. Considering his illness, my good mood vanished, and I sighed deeply.
Ye Zhengchen stared at me, his smile fading. “Feeling guilty about him again?”
I shook my head. “I’m worried about my father’s health.” Given his condition, I didn’t know how to tell him about my situation with Yin Zhongtian. If he learned about my affair with Ye Zhengchen, it might break his heart.
“Do you really want to marry me?” I asked. “You’re not just playing with me, right?”
“What do you think?”
I sat up and looked at him seriously. “Have you divorced Yu Yin?”
“We were never married!” he corrected.
Still concerned, I asked, “You won’t end up having a child together, will you?”
Ye Zhengchen gritted his teeth, visibly angry. “Would you believe a child is mine just because she brings a paternity test report?”
I was worried about my father.
“Darling, believe me, I have nothing to do with Yu Yin.”
I leaned on his shoulder. “Don’t lie to me anymore. Just tell me the truth.”
I had already betrayed so many people by being with him. If this happiness was another deception, I would truly go crazy.
Ye Zhengchen said nothing more, holding me as we lay down. I never thought I would have such a morning: my head on his shoulder, my hand in his, placed over his heart. I could clearly feel his steady, calm heartbeat.
I closed my eyes quietly. This man was my destined endpoint.
Ye Zhengchen’s dreams were always nightmares, filled with endless deception and entanglement that, even if sweet, would ultimately end in disarray. “Who did you dream about?” he asked with a half-smile, which always made me uneasy, worried it was another trap. “I don’t remember,” I mumbled, afraid he would strangle me if I mentioned the dream. “I had a bit of an impression, but you scared me, and now I’ve forgotten everything.” “Do I look scary?” I glanced up. Perhaps due to the lighting, his features were deep, his face solemn, and he did look intimidating. Fortunately, I knew Ye Zhengchen had a fatal weakness—he was especially susceptible to seduction. A few soft words and a hint of fragrance, and all his rationality would fly away. I laughed and hooked my arm around his neck, lightly pressing my lips to the corner of his mouth and gently licking his thin lips.
“Senior brother, you’re not scary at all, but I haven’t woken up from a man’s embrace in three years… I’m a bit unaccustomed.” Ye Zhengchen laughed, hugging me and kissing me, satisfied like a cat that just stole some fish. “It’s okay, you’ll get used to it slowly.” I strongly suspected he was sent to Japan through connections; otherwise, how could such a lustful wolf be trusted? Oh, right, his father was a commander. I wondered what kind of person he was, and looking at Ye Zhengchen’s conduct, I felt concerned. Lost in thought, I suddenly remembered my father’s illness, and my good mood vanished. Ye Zhengchen stared at me for a while, his smile fading. “Feeling guilty about him again?” I shook my head. “I’m worried about my father’s health.” Given his condition, I didn’t know how to tell him about my affair with Yin Zhongtian. If he found out about me and Ye Zhengchen, his heart might not handle it. “I wonder if he could accept our relationship,” I said. “I’m not some despicable hoodlum. What’s there not to accept?” I sat up seriously, looking at him. “Have you divorced Yu Yin?” “We were never married!” I was still worried. “You won’t have a child together, right?” Ye Zhengchen gritted his teeth in anger. “Would you believe a child is mine just because someone brings a paternity test?”
“I didn’t care, but I was afraid my father couldn’t handle it.
“Darling, believe me, I have absolutely nothing to do with Yu Yin.”
