Silence fell after the door to the VIP guest room was pushed open. The warm afternoon sun shone through the French windows and half of its rays were reflected in the room. A young woman lay on the couch quietly and used his jacket as a blanket. As she was curled into a ball, she was probably quite cold.
This was exactly what Han Qing saw as soon as he entered. There was no more room for his legs when he lay on the same couch, yet it accommodated the woman perfectly—she even looked smaller while she slept on it.
Han Qing had never expected that she would fall asleep in the guest room. Before he arrived, he thought that the young woman would have already left impatiently. After all, he was already quite surprised by the fact that she had unexpectedly showed up.
After sending her home the other day, she clearly looked like she didn’t want to talk to him anymore. He had been quite cold for a while now. Even though he was moved by her, he controlled his emotions well—though she expressed that she wanted to give up on him. If keeping a distance made her happier, he would gladly oblige. After all, even he could not have predicted his own emotions.
Before he realized it, Han Qing had already inched toward the young woman. Finally, he squatted beside her to look at her sleeping face with a hint of emotion in his eyes.
Though Yan was still fast asleep, she could feel a pair of eyes staring at her. Perhaps she had a sharp sixth sense and slowly opened her eyes.
Han Qing couldn’t understand why he walked toward her in the beginning. Now that she suddenly opened her eyes, it was too late for him to avoid her as it would have looked more suspicious. Hence, he remained in his position without moving an inch.
When their gazes met, Yan still looked dazed as she had just woken up. As his handsome face appeared in front of her, her heart immediately sank and she suddenly regained her senses. As a result, she sat up abruptly, causing the jacket to fall to the ground. “W-W-Why are you here?” she stammered out of nervousness with all of her eloquence gone. Looking at Han Qing, who was still squatting in front of her with a reddened face, she smoothed her long hair anxiously. “I-I think I’ve overslept.” She only planned to just take a short nap, but she never realized that she ended up in a deep sleep instead.
Han Qing said flatly after he thought about it, “Don’t sleep in the guest room in the future.”
Yan was speechless upon hearing that. He must be thinking that his reputation is affected because I slept here. After all, this is his VIP reception room and I’m not considered a VIP. Thinking of this, she bit her lower lips awkwardly. “I’m sorry, I—”
Just when she was about to say ‘I didn’t mean it’, Han Qing interrupted, “It’s winter now. You’ll catch a cold if you sleep here. If you want to rest, you can go to the resting area.”
When Yan was about to stand up to retrieve her stuff, she stopped right after hearing his words. Then, she raised her head to look at Han Qing in surprise, but had no idea what to say. She lacked the courage to look into Han Qing’s eyes, hence her eyes darted around aimlessly before she suddenly saw a bag on the table. Oh, yeah, I brought ramen for Han Qing. It’s perfect to ask him to eat that to ease the atmosphere. “Didn’t you ask me to send some food over to you? Here it is. It’s—”
Before she could finish her sentence, Han Qing suddenly inched closer to her. With just one breath away from her, Yan’s body froze as she looked at him with blank, widened eyes. “W-What’s wrong?”
“Your injuries are healed now?” He looked calmly at the side of her face, which was swollen earlier. Yan took a few steps back subtly while she nodded. “Yeah, they are all healed.”
“What about your legs? Are they alright now as well?”
Suddenly, Yan felt that the way he asked about her injuries was quite dominant. It sounded as if he didn’t believe her words, so she continued to nod dryly to acknowledge it. “Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
Yan didn’t dare to answer him anymore and guiltily shifted her gaze. In all honesty, her legs still hurt a little when she walked, but it was not as serious as the first day. She was still able to bear with the amount of pain right now.
“It seems like it’s not completely healed and you’re already running around?” Han Qing frowned. Just when he was about to roll her pants up, Yan stopped his hand. “Don’t look at it! It’s already the third day. Although it is still a little painful, it’s almost healed. On top of that, there’s nothing wrong with my bones! It’s just some additional injuries, which will heal fast.”
Her hands pressed on the back of Han Qing’s warm hand. He noticed that the size of her hand was just half of his. His palm was able to hold both of her hands together.
Seeing that he didn’t utter a word, Yan looked at her hand and retracted it in a panic. “I-I-I’m sorry! Y-Y-You better eat your food. This is the takeaway I brought for you.” She then quickly stood up to take the ramen from the bag. Looking at her anxious expression, Han Qing calmly sat on the opposite couch.
After she opened the lid, she discovered that the ramen noodles in it had turned soft and cold. Hence, she quickly put the lid back. “Um… It doesn’t taste good anymore after such a long time. It’s better not to eat it.”
Upon hearing that, Han Qing frowned slightly. “The taste isn’t good anymore?”
Yan nodded. Thinking about how she had waited for him until she fell asleep, Han Qing glanced at the bowl of ramen in her hand and explained flatly, “I’m not fussy.” With that, he meant, ‘I don’t care if it’s good or not; I can still eat it.”
Of course Yan understood him and shook her head. “It won’t work even though you aren’t fussy. Since it has already turned cold, I’ll just throw it out.” With that, she placed the box of ramen back into the bag. However, Han Qing moved faster than her and grabbed the box that she was about to throw away and placed it in front of him.
“You’re not going to eat it, are you? The ramen has been soaked in there for as long as the duration of your meeting. I’ve touched it just now—it has turned completely cold and you can’t eat it anymore.” It was out of desperation that Yan suggested Han Qing to eat it earlier. But now, if he really wanted to go ahead, she would regret it a lot.
After Han Qing sat down, he opened the lid again. Just as she had said, the noodles turned soggy and it had turned cold after being left aside in the winter. Indeed, it couldn’t be eaten anymore.
However, how could I let her down? At least I don’t want to do that now. Thinking of this, Han Qing broke the chopsticks apart while Yan watched. The way he did that was quite elegant and graceful. Finally, he took the ramen with the chopsticks.
Yan bit her lower lip. “You’ll get an upset stomach.” Right before he put the ramen into his mouth, she couldn’t help but run over to hug his hand. “You will really fall ill after eating that. Don’t eat it.”
Han Qing was at a loss for words. Half of her soft body leaned against him as she hugged his hand—the one that held the chopsticks. He slowly raised his eyes to look at her before saying, “Fine. I’m not eating it then.”
