Chapter 690: Can’t Sleep, Thinking of You

“You told me on the phone that you were going to bed, so why are you still sitting up?” Lin Gantang casually set down her suitcase and came over to touch his forehead, “Are you feeling unwell?”

His forehead was met with the warm, soft touch of her hand, and Wen Yanqing affectionately squinted his eyes, “Couldn’t sleep, I was thinking about you.”

“I only left this morning, it’s been just one day, what’s there to miss?” Lin Gantang said with amusement, “If you’re not sleeping, why didn’t you turn on the light?”

“It’s dark, no need to turn on the light.”

“If I hadn’t come back, were you planning to sit up and think of me all night?” Lin Gantang changed into her pajamas, got into bed, and pushed him back under the covers, “What happened during the day?”

“What?”

“What, what. You’re not happy, I can hear it,” Lin Gantang lay on her side next to him and noticed the ring on his hand resting on the pillow, the simplicity of the band accentuating the elegance of his fingers. She couldn’t help but reach out and play with it a few times, asking, “Are you hiding something from me?”

Wen Yanqing didn’t answer her question and pulled his hand back to protect it, “Are you thinking of taking back the ring you gave me again?”

“What do you mean again, I’ve never taken yours,” Lin Gantang asked.

“Last time you were angry and wanted to leave, you said I should give you back the ring,” Wen Yanqing said with a hurt tone.

“Once I give it to you, it’s yours. I won’t take it back,” Lin Gantang brought the conversation back, “You haven’t answered me yet, are you hiding something from me?”

The glint in Wen Yanqing’s eyes stiffened for an instant, before he finally pulled the covers over himself and slowly began to speak, “I am a bit upset. I ran into Gu Zhichuan today. He told me not to hold you back, to let you go, not to make things difficult for you.”

Wen Yanqing completely omitted the details of his illness and extracted, with due context, the words said by Gu Zhichuan to reasonably explain his current mood.

As expected—

“Is he sick?!” Lin Gantang bolted upright, “What’s our relationship to him, and what business is it of his, who does he think he is!”

Lin Gantang was furious, “The next time I see him, if he dares to spout nonsense again, I’ll show him!”

“Can you not see him, I don’t like you meeting him,” at least until he could untangle the mess in his heart.

Lin Gantang agreed to all of Wen Yanqing’s wishes, lying back down after her outburst, “Okay, I won’t see him, you make the call. If he comes looking, I’ll ignore him.”

Wen Yanqing wrapped his arms around her, and he bent down to kiss her forehead but ended up kissing her eye instead.

Lin Gantang, with her hands on his shoulder, slightly lifted her head and brushed against his warm lips, giving a fleeting kiss.

But he held her tightly in his arms, kissing and nibbling gently, unwilling to let go for a long time.

He pressed his forehead against hers and asked in a raspy voice, “Why did you hurry back in the middle of the night, were you worried about me?”

“Yeah, I was very worried about you.”

Emotions churned within Wen Yanqing, and eventually, he closed his eyes.

He had gained what he had once longed for, yet fate played a cruel joke on him.

From simply wishing for one response from her to now possessing her entirely, was it that he had been too greedy, and fate was punishing him for taking what didn’t belong to him?

He clung to her, unwilling to let go, drawing in the warmth of her body. Lin Gantang, who had returned late at night, was too tired and soon fell into a deep sleep beside him without realizing it.

The pain in his head was like a nail being hammered in carelessly; Wen Yanqing found it hard to sleep.

He pulled her into his arms, the faint pleasing scent on her acting as a balm to his painful nerves, calming them bit by bit until they settled, and gradually, he too fell asleep..