168 I Just Want to Hug You
Sang Qianqian’s body stiffened slightly. A few seconds later, her lips curled up and she revealed a smile.
“You just told me not to overthink things, but who’s the one overthinking now?”
She leaned over slightly and met his eyes. Her eyes were like clear glass, reflecting his appearance.
The girl sighed and held his face with her soft hands. “Hanyu, don’t think about such nonsense. Worry about your injuries.”
Shen Hanyu’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “Qianqian…”
Sang Qianqian did not wait for him to continue. She leaned into his ear and whispered something in a very, very soft voice.
Then, she turned around, and ran away with a red face.
Shen Hanyu was stunned. After a long time, he touched his ear gently where her breath had brushed past.
She seemed to have said, “After all, we can only consummate our marriage after you’ve recovered.”
He didn’t hear wrong, did he?
Perhaps it was because he had never been in love before.
Sang Qianqian had always been a little shy and ignorant about the matters between men and women. Normally, she would never take the initiative to bring up this topic.
This was probably the most outrageous thing she had ever said to him since they got together.
The uneasiness in Shen Hanyu’s heart was instantly soothed by her words.
—
After having dinner with Shen Hanyu, he insisted that Sang Qianqian go home and rest.
Now that he was awake, his emotions were not a big deal. All that was left was for him to undergo normal treatment and wait for him to recover.
Sang Qianqian had already been watching over him for a few days, so there was no need for her to stay in the hospital.
However, Sang Qianqian refused. “I’ll stay here with you one more time tonight. I won’t be accompanying you tomorrow.”
Shen Hanyu couldn’t change her mind, so he let her be.
She went to the nurse’s station to bring in a blanket and laid it on the sofa. The sofa was not big, but there was enough space for her slender figure to fit.
However, the sofa was made of hard leather, so it definitely wouldn’t be very comfortable to sleep on it.
Shen Hanyu looked at her deeply. “Have you been sleeping like this for the past few days?”
The girl tidied up the blanket and looked at him, her long hair falling down her shoulders like a waterfall.
She smiled gently. “No, you were in the ICU a few days ago, so I went home to rest.”
Shen Hanyu moved his lips but did not say anything.
Went home and rested?
Rong Ce had already told him that she had been wearing her blood-stained wedding dress for the first two days and stayed outside the ICU. Moreover, she refused to eat anything and didn’t listen to anyone.
The man’s eyes darkened. “Qianqian, come here.”
Sang Qianqian thought he had something to say and just as she walked over, her waist was held by his hand and she fell to the side of the bed.
She tried to get up, but Shen Hanyu used more force to hold her down.
“What are you doing?”
Sang Qianqian did not dare to struggle for fear of touching his wound. She was a little annoyed. “Shen Hanyu, don’t you know you’re still injured?”
“Yes, I know.”
He gently held her in his arms, his chin resting on the hair near her neck. His voice was very low, “I’m not doing anything. I just want to hug you.”
Sang Qianqian pursed her lips, her eyes a little sad. In the end, she didn’t move and let him hold her for a long time.
Even when it was late, he still did not move.
Sang Qianqian had no choice but to push him away. “It’s late, time to sleep.”
Shen Hanyu finally let go of her reluctantly.
The girl in his arms was too soft, and when he held her, it was like holding a cloud with a fragrance. it even had an obvious painkiller effect.
The wound on his chest didn’t hurt as much anymore, and even his state of mind was at peace.
If he could, he really wanted to hold her like this forever.
Sang Qianqian switched off the lights and her vision turned dark. She had to wait for a while before she could get used to the darkness.
The moonlight shone in from outside.
It seemed to be the 15th day of the Lunar month. The moon was very round as it sat in the dark blue sky outside the window. It shone with a luster, resembling a white jade plate.
She lifted the blanket and laid down. She had been lying flat, but after a long while, she turned over to face Shen Hanyu.
Only then did she realize Shen Hanyu was also facing her.
Although the moon was bright outside, it was still dark in the room, so she couldn’t tell if he was sleeping or if his eyes were open.
However, Sang Qianqian’s intuition told her that he was looking at her.
The two of them looked at each other in silence for a while. Shen Hanyu said, “Qianqian…”
“Don’t talk. We should sleep. I still have to go to school tomorrow morning.”
Sang Qianqian turned around, her back facing Shen Hanyu.
Shen Hanyu’s eyes were smiling helplessly, but he was extremely gentle and doting.
—
After an unknown amount of time.
The man’s breathing became steady, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.
Sang Qianqian turned around and called out to him softly, “Hanyu.”
There was no response. He had really fallen asleep.
The moon’s shadow had already shifted, and a beam of light shone in. The angle magically happened to shine on his bed, illuminating the man’s handsome face.
His eyes were closed and his thin lips were slightly pursed. His side profile was firm and angular, like a Greek god in the dark night.
Sang Qianqian looked at him in a daze. As she looked on, she couldn’t help but burst into tears.
Shen Hanyu said that the shooting was over.
However, he didn’t know that the shadow over their heads was still far from disappearing.
It was impossible for this matter to end here.
Unless she left his world and he was willing to stop interfering in her affairs with the Sang family.
During the few days when Shen Hanyu was unconscious, Sang Qianqian carefully thought back to the dreams she had and realized a fact she had previously neglected.
Every time she told Shen Hanyu that she liked him, it seemed to trigger something, and she would have a nightmare that night.
Five years ago, she had her first nightmare. It was the day she had confessed to Shen Hanyu.
Five years later, she had a new nightmare. It was because she had told Xia Sitong, “I like Shen Hanyu. I liked him five years ago, and I still like him five years later.”
The third nightmare was when she was chatting with Yun Li. Yun Li had asked her if she really liked Shen Hanyu.
“Hanyu is worthy of my love,” she replied.
The fourth time, it was Sang Pengcheng who called her. She said, “I like Shen Hanyu, and he likes me too. We’re going to get married sooner or later, so what’s the difference?”
It was also that night where she experienced the longest nightmare she ever had.
She couldn’t get what she loved in her dream. Her short and tragic life was as if she had experienced it herself. It was engraved in her bones and engraved in her heart. Just thinking about it made her feel fear and pain.
However, Sang Qianqian wasn’t sure if her guess was right.
So, in the few nights that she had been staying by Shen Hanyu’s side in the hospital, she had tested it out by saying, “Shen Hanyu, I like you.”
The nightmare that hadn’t appeared for a long time had indeed come again.
In the dream, she saw many things that happened after her death.
After Shen Hanyu buried her, he spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent to the hospital. He stayed there for a while before he was discharged.
Sang Qianqian saw that his face was pale as he busied himself in the study room day and night.
She didn’t know what he was busy with, but Guo Muyang was very emotional and came to see him several times.
After some time, Guo Muyang seemed to have lost it.
168 I Just Want to Hug You
Sang Qianqian’s body stiffened slightly. A few seconds later, her lips curled up and she revealed a smile.
“You just told me not to overthink things, but who’s the one overthinking now?”
She leaned over slightly and met his eyes. Her eyes were like clear glass, reflecting his appearance.
The girl sighed and held his face with her soft hands. “Hanyu, don’t think about such nonsense. Worry about your injuries.”
Shen Hanyu’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “Qianqian…”
Sang Qianqian did not wait for him to continue. She leaned into his ear and whispered something in a very, very soft voice.
Then, she turned around, and ran away with a red face.
Shen Hanyu was stunned. After a long time, he touched his ear gently where her breath had brushed past.
She seemed to have said, “After all, we can only consummate our marriage after you’ve recovered.”
He didn’t hear wrong, did he?
Perhaps it was because he had never been in love before.
Sang Qianqian had always been a little shy and ignorant about the matters between men and women. Normally, she would never take the initiative to bring up this topic.
This was probably the most outrageous thing she had ever said to him since they got together.
The uneasiness in Shen Hanyu’s heart was instantly soothed by her words.
—
After having dinner with Shen Hanyu, he insisted that Sang Qianqian go home and rest.
Now that he was awake, his emotions were not a big deal. All that was left was for him to undergo normal treatment and wait for him to recover.
Sang Qianqian had already been watching over him for a few days, so there was no need for her to stay in the hospital.
However, Sang Qianqian refused. “I’ll stay here with you one more time tonight. I won’t be accompanying you tomorrow.”
Shen Hanyu couldn’t change her mind, so he let her be.
She went to the nurse’s station to bring in a blanket and laid it on the sofa. The sofa was not big, but there was enough space for her slender figure to fit.
However, the sofa was made of hard leather, so it definitely wouldn’t be very comfortable to sleep on it.
Shen Hanyu looked at her deeply. “Have you been sleeping like this for the past few days?”
The girl tidied up the blanket and looked at him, her long hair falling down her shoulders like a waterfall.
She smiled gently. “No, you were in the ICU a few days ago, so I went home to rest.”
Shen Hanyu moved his lips but did not say anything.
Went home and rested?
Rong Ce had already told him that she had been wearing her blood-stained wedding dress for the first two days and stayed outside the ICU. Moreover, she refused to eat anything and didn’t listen to anyone.
The man’s eyes darkened. “Qianqian, come here.”
Sang Qianqian thought he had something to say and just as she walked over, her waist was held by his hand and she fell to the side of the bed.
She tried to get up, but Shen Hanyu used more force to hold her down.
“What are you doing?”
Sang Qianqian did not dare to struggle for fear of touching his wound. She was a little annoyed. “Shen Hanyu, don’t you know you’re still injured?”
“Yes, I know.”
He gently held her in his arms, his chin resting on the hair near her neck. His voice was very low, “I’m not doing anything. I just want to hug you.”
Sang Qianqian pursed her lips, her eyes a little sad. In the end, she didn’t move and let him hold her for a long time.
Even when it was late, he still did not move.
Sang Qianqian had no choice but to push him away. “It’s late, time to sleep.”
Shen Hanyu finally let go of her reluctantly.
The girl in his arms was too soft, and when he held her, it was like holding a cloud with a fragrance. it even had an obvious painkiller effect.
The wound on his chest didn’t hurt as much anymore, and even his state of mind was at peace.
If he could, he really wanted to hold her like this forever.
Sang Qianqian switched off the lights and her vision turned dark. She had to wait for a while before she could get used to the darkness.
The moonlight shone in from outside.
It seemed to be the 15th day of the Lunar month. The moon was very round as it sat in the dark blue sky outside the window. It shone with a luster, resembling a white jade plate.
She lifted the blanket and laid down. She had been lying flat, but after a long while, she turned over to face Shen Hanyu.
Only then did she realize Shen Hanyu was also facing her.
Although the moon was bright outside, it was still dark in the room, so she couldn’t tell if he was sleeping or if his eyes were open.
However, Sang Qianqian’s intuition told her that he was looking at her.
The two of them looked at each other in silence for a while. Shen Hanyu said, “Qianqian…”
“Don’t talk. We should sleep. I still have to go to school tomorrow morning.”
Sang Qianqian turned around, her back facing Shen Hanyu.
Shen Hanyu’s eyes were smiling helplessly, but he was extremely gentle and doting.
—
After an unknown amount of time.
The man’s breathing became steady, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.
Sang Qianqian turned around and called out to him softly, “Hanyu.”
There was no response. He had really fallen asleep.
The moon’s shadow had already shifted, and a beam of light shone in. The angle magically happened to shine on his bed, illuminating the man’s handsome face.
His eyes were closed and his thin lips were slightly pursed. His side profile was firm and angular, like a Greek god in the dark night.
Sang Qianqian looked at him in a daze. As she looked on, she couldn’t help but burst into tears.
Shen Hanyu said that the shooting was over.
However, he didn’t know that the shadow over their heads was still far from disappearing.
It was impossible for this matter to end here.
Unless she left his world and he was willing to stop interfering in her affairs with the Sang family.
During the few days when Shen Hanyu was unconscious, Sang Qianqian carefully thought back to the dreams she had and realized a fact she had previously neglected.
Every time she told Shen Hanyu that she liked him, it seemed to trigger something, and she would have a nightmare that night.
Five years ago, she had her first nightmare. It was the day she had confessed to Shen Hanyu.
Five years later, she had a new nightmare. It was because she had told Xia Sitong, “I like Shen Hanyu. I liked him five years ago, and I still like him five years later.”
The third nightmare was when she was chatting with Yun Li. Yun Li had asked her if she really liked Shen Hanyu.
“Hanyu is worthy of my love,” she replied.
The fourth time, it was Sang Pengcheng who called her. She said, “I like Shen Hanyu, and he likes me too. We’re going to get married sooner or later, so what’s the difference?”
It was also that night where she experienced the longest nightmare she ever had.
She couldn’t get what she loved in her dream. Her short and tragic life was as if she had experienced it herself. It was engraved in her bones and engraved in her heart. Just thinking about it made her feel fear and pain.
However, Sang Qianqian wasn’t sure if her guess was right.
So, in the few nights that she had been staying by Shen Hanyu’s side in the hospital, she had tested it out by saying, “Shen Hanyu, I like you.”
The nightmare that hadn’t appeared for a long time had indeed come again.
In the dream, she saw many things that happened after her death.
After Shen Hanyu buried her, he spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent to the hospital. He stayed there for a while before he was discharged.
Sang Qianqian saw that his face was pale as he busied himself in the study room day and night.
She didn’t know what he was busy with, but Guo Muyang was very emotional and came to see him several times.
After some time, Guo Muyang seemed to have lost it.
