Dong Xin Yan was caught off guard, her whole body pushed forward by that force, falling straight in front of Gu Ningyi.
The rich scent of wine filled her nostrils, mixed with a hint of the familiar scent of him. Dong Xin Yan blinked her big eyes, her mind momentarily blank.
When she came to her senses, her hand was on Gu Ningyi's chest, struggling to get up, but before she could rise, Gu Ningyi's hand pressed against her back, pushing her back against his chest.
Her cheek rested against his chest, able to hear his steady heartbeat, each beat striking her eardrums.
How long has it been... How long since she could hear his heartbeat this close, she almost thought... she'd never have the chance again.
To be honest, she was still very grateful, very grateful that he could survive, live well, even if he was now so cold and unfeeling towards her.
A unexplained moistness rose in her eyes, Dong Xin Yan gently closed her eyes, her thick eyelashes brushing against Gu Ningyi's clothing.
