Affectionate trapping

Chapter 121
Tonight there is no moon, no stars, and the wind stops by the window. It is a quiet and cold winter night.

Wen Xi sent Li Fengjun the news of his arrival home, sitting on the bed anxiously.

There was the sound of pattering water from the bathroom, frame after frame like dripping rain hitting her tense nerves.

Her eyes drifted from the pink heart-shaped lamp by the wall to the white patterned bed sheet, and her chaotic thoughts were like a symphony of ups and downs, flying to the shoulder of the moon and sinking into the bottomless valley.

When Shen Yuli came out wiping her hair, she stood up abruptly, touched the charging cable with her hand, the phone slipped in mid-air, and made a thumping sound when it touched the head of the bed.

Wen Xi picked it up awkwardly and put it on the table.

Shen Yuli suppressed a smile and walked in, the heat was engulfing her whole body, she raised her head in panic.

He wanted to say something, but swallowed it back, and gently rubbed the top of her hair, "Go take a shower."

"…Oh."

"Wait." Shen Yuli held her wrist, and handed her a loose top: "Come out and wear this, I don't have any pajamas, it's enough for one night."

Seeing her startled, he added, "Mine."

"..." Wen Xi quickly fell into the bathroom.

Shen Yuli smelled the lingering scent of jasmine, and suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he didn't bring it with him, as long as she was by his side, he couldn't think of smoking a cigarette, except today.

The Adam's apple rolled a little, he opened the drawer, saw the neatly placed t-shirts inside, picked it up casually, took a look, threw it back, and closed the drawer.

The sound of the shower and the vibration of the mobile phone appeared at the same time, and he stared at the caller ID for a few seconds, waiting for it to stop before picking up.

"Hey?"

"Yu Li, it's almost Chinese New Year, let's go home and have a meal."

He squinted at the bathroom, but didn't respond immediately.

Yao Manqing was a little nervous: "You didn't come back last year, if you have nothing too busy this year, go home."

It was rare for her to talk to him so gently before, Shen Yuli lowered his eyebrows and his eyes were silent.

"decide as things go."

"Hey, okay."

After cutting off the phone, Shen Yuli was in a bad mood and couldn't tell the reason.

He blew a gust of wind by the window, the cold air scratched his face, but he couldn't clear his mind.

Unexpectedly, Shen Lu called again the next moment, the corners of his lips twitched imperceptibly, and this time he answered without pause.

Shen Lu was the first to say: "Yuli, let's go home during the Chinese New Year."

"Say more."

"You're alone and don't have a girlfriend. You'd be lonely if you don't go home. Go home and ask your mother to cook you a delicious meal. Let's go back to see your grandparents on the second day of junior high school. They should miss you too."

Suddenly there was movement in the bathroom: "Shen Yuli—"

He subconsciously covered the receiver, but the other side obviously froze.

Before Shen Lu could respond, he said hastily: "Hang up first."

Shen Yuli threw the phone on the bed and walked over: "What's wrong baby?"

She blushed and opened a crack in the door, wrapped in a bath towel, a little embarrassed and at a loss: "The clothes accidentally dropped on the floor and got wet..."

Shen Yuli: "..."

She eagerly explained: "I didn't mean to!"

He reached out to touch her hot face and sighed, "I think you did it on purpose."

He took off his shirt and stuffed it to her: "Put this on."

Wen Xi closed her eyes, her nose filled with the fragrance of flowers.

He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Shut up, it's not like I haven't seen it before."

She bowed her head back, put on her clothes, and when she opened the door, she found that he was still standing there.

His even and smooth muscles rushed into her eyes, making her whole brain dizzy.

She turned her back: "Go to the bed first, and cover it up."

Shen Yuli hugged her waist from behind, her whole body was stiff, and then she heard his calm tone: "My parents called me just now."

"Let you go home?"

"Ah."

"What did you say?"

"I didn't agree immediately."

She tilted her head: "That's why I didn't refuse, right?"

"En." Shen Yuli held her hand and slowly stroked it: "Are you going to work tomorrow?"

"Need to go tomorrow afternoon."

"I just looked in the drawer and found..."

He leaned close to her ear, murmured a few words, Wen Xi seemed to explode, and looked at the ground almost helplessly.

Then he regretted again: "But not enough."

Slowly added: "It's not suitable enough."

Wenxi's cochlea seemed to be burning hot.

Shen Yuli leaned over and picked her up horizontally, put her on the bed, turned off the light, and buried her himself, covering the two of them with the quilt.

"Baby."

"…Um."

Shen Yuli closed his eyes lightly, and tightly hugged her in his arms: "I don't really want to touch you tonight, I don't want to be so hasty."

Wen Xi raised his face, but only saw darkness.

He looked down for comfort, and said in a sticky voice: "I like you so much."

Wen Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she replied, "I like you too."

He paused for a while and said with a smile, "Not enough."

"How is that enough?"

Shen Yuli didn't answer, but said, "Do you know how I feel right now? I just hold you, and it doesn't matter if I die."

"..." She didn't like to hear this word, "don't say such things."

Suddenly fell into silence, Wen Xi's hair scratched his collarbone and chest, and she asked in a muffled voice, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Uncomfortable."

Dark night always makes people brave, Wen Xi made a bold move and asked him: "Are you still uncomfortable?"

He almost let out his voice, his voice was hoarse: "Baby, you really want me to die..."

...

Another day ushered in, the sun rose above the horizon, Wen Xi and Shen Yuli boarded the train back.

Shen Yuli didn't sleep well all night, he was in a state of confusion, wearing a peaked cap and crossing his hands on the seat to catch up on sleep.

Wen Xi was very energetic, chatting with Shang Miao with his mobile phone.

Under her strong suggestion, Shang Miao started using WeChat.

Wen Xi shared her daily life with her from time to time. When she saw beautiful pictures, videos or movies, she would share them with her. Although she didn't talk much, she gave serious feedback every time.

Compared with face-to-face communication in reality, Shang Miao is more receptive to this kind of communication through the screen. Many times, Wen Xi would forget that she is an autistic patient, but just a girl who doesn't talk much.

Wen Xi encouraged her that if she had the opportunity to meet new people and was curious about them, she could try to add WeChat.

Two people have spiritual communication on the Internet, maybe it will be easier to meet each other.

Although I don't know if she has added new people.

After chatting about the whole journey, Shen Yuli woke up, glanced sleepily at her screen, and then retracted.

Noticing the movement beside her, Wen Xi turned her head: "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." He leaned his head on her shoulder, closed his eyes and narrowed his eyes for a moment.

"It's time to get out of the car."

"Um……"

Shen Yuli raised the brim of his hat, and led Wen Xi to get off the car.

The crowd was bustling, and Shen Yuli's tall figure stood out from the crowd. They walked out of the station unhurriedly, and when they squeezed out of the crowd, someone suddenly called her.

"Doctor Wen!"

Wen Xi looked up and saw Zhou Weilin waving her hands and smiling at her.

(End of this chapter)