This time, Song Qingchun heard Su Zhinian answer with a soft "hmm."
Then, there was the sound of two shuffling feet. After the door closed with a click, the room reverted to a state of silence. Outside the door, Su Zhinian seemed to be deep in thought. It was only after quite a while that he stood up and walked toward the bedroom.
His footsteps came closer and closer until it felt like he was standing on just the other side. It was then the Song Qingchun came to with a start. Her eyes flashed with panic, and her dark pupils scanned the room twice. Then, she tip-toed all the way to the bed and snugged under the covers. The moment she did so, the bedroom door was pushed open.
Song Qingchun immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. Su Zhinian closed the door behind him softly and turned to walk toward her bed. His footsteps were soft, and he created no sound as he walked on the heavily-padded carpet. However, Song Qingchun could still sense his approach. When he stopped beside her bed, she could feel the blood coursing through her veins freezing up completely.
She did not dare open her eyes and could not make out what Su Zhinian was doing. The whole world seemed to have frozen in that moment until the girl felt a shadow falling over her face.
Su Zhinian is bending over. What for? Before the thought settled in Song Qingchun's mind, she could feel the cover being pulled lightly. When she jumped into the bed, one of her legs had been left exposed.
Song Qingchun felt Su Zhinian sitting down at the edge of the bed. Even though she still had not opened her eyes, her instinct told her that the man was looking at her. Song Qingchun's heart was beating so fast, and her hands that were hidden under the covers grabbed the mattress unconsciously.
The room in the middle of the night was eerily quiet.
Just as Song Qingchun was about to break under the man's constant and focused scrutiny, the man's hand suddenly reached out to fall on her hair.
Song Qingchun's heart stopped at that moment. She could feel his fingers caressing her hair, and an inexplicable feeling surged through her heart. Then, she felt his fingertips falling on her face, and the man seemed to be leaning in toward her. He got so close that she could feel his hot breath on her skin. It caused her mind to go completely blank before a thought eventually pulled through.
What what is Su Zhinian doing coming so close?
Before she could get an answer, Su Zhinian's lips had almost reached hers. Song Qingchun suddenly stopped breathing, and her heart screamed, Is he going to steal a kiss from me?
Following her thoughts, her grip on the mattress tightened. But but why would he do that?
Just as the thought formulated in her mind, Su Zhinian's head that was lowering suddenly halted.
Song Qingchun's brows frowned involuntarily. Then she could feel the man averting his face. After a moment's silence, the man sat up, moving his head away from her face.
So he's not going to kiss me? Then what exactly was he doing?