Waaah, I'm being forced into loving my yandere wife's brain.

Shen Jin moved closer, and the clean, refreshing scent became even stronger, but...

Lin Zhiyao's excited expression paused slightly, and she gently sniffed the air.

However, it seemed that she could smell that bitter medicinal scent on Gu Yuanshao again.

But smell it more carefully.

It seemed very faint, but it was just her illusion; she could no longer smell it.

Just then, Shen Jin spoke up, and Lin Zhiyao's attention was diverted again.

Shen Jin: "An elder invited me to meet here to discuss some matters. Miss Lin... did you come with Mr. Gu?"

Lin Zhiyao's smile faded slightly.

She nodded without saying a word.

Shen Jin seemed to understand and did not ask any further questions.

There was a two or three-second silence in the corridor before he spoke again: "Where is Mr. Gu?"

"...He's gone."

In front of Shen Jin, Lin Zhiyao's tone unconsciously carried a hint of coquettish complaint, "He probably forgot that I'm still here."

She regretted saying it as soon as it left her mouth.

It's not really appropriate to complain about Gu Yuanshao in front of Shen Jin, since Shen Jin was the one who invited him. Saying too much would seem like stirring up trouble.

But Shen Jin seemed unconcerned and asked, "Do you need me to take you back?"

His tone was gentle and polite.

"It's far from the city center, and it's late now, so it's not easy to get a taxi."

Lin Zhiyao was taken aback.

A warm feeling welled up inside me. "Wouldn't this be too much trouble for you?"

"It's alright, I'm about to head back too. I'll give you a ride on the way."

Lin Zhiyao finally smiled and said, "Thank you so much, Dr. Shen. Otherwise, I really wouldn't know what to do tonight."

"No need to be so polite."

Shen Jin's voice drew closer.

Lin Zhiyao felt his hand reach out and put it around her arm. "There are steps ahead, be careful."

Lin Zhiyao extended her fingertips and gently placed them on Shen Jin's forearm, which was wrapped around her arm.

"This way," Shen Jin said.

Lin Zhiyao followed him, the faint scent of soapberry lingering in her nostrils.

She suddenly felt much more at ease than when she was sitting in the private room.

What Lin Zhiyao didn't know was...

Shen Jin kept his head turned away, his gaze lowered, his thick, dense gaze, like a spider web, falling silently and completely enveloping Lin Zhiyao.

From the pale hand she placed on his arm, to the slightly curved corners of her lips, and then to the fragmented shadows of the corridor light reflected in her unfocused pupils.

Shen Jin's fox-like eyes curved slightly.

He tightened his arms around Lin Zhiyao, savoring her sweet and soft fragrance nestled in his embrace.

*

On the way home, Lin Zhiyao was probably too tired, or she trusted Shen Jin enough, so she fell asleep in the passenger seat not long after getting in the car.

When she woke up, the car had already stopped, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Lin Zhiyao blinked twice. Her vision was still filled with a large, blurry darkness, and she couldn't make out anything. But she could sense that the light was a little brighter than before, with a hint of dark blue that was about to lighten.

The faint scent of soap lingered in the air from Shen Jin's body; he was very close, parked right next to her.

Lin Zhiyao sat up abruptly, her white cane slipping from between her knees and falling onto the foot mat, but she didn't pay it any mind.

"Awake?" Shen Jin's voice came from the driver's seat, tinged with a barely perceptible smile. "Did you sleep well?"

Lin Zhiyao's face flushed instantly. She hurriedly bent down to reach for her fallen white cane, her fingertips fumbling on the footpad for a few moments before finally grasping the handle. "How long...how long have I been asleep?"

Her voice was a little hoarse. She cleared it, her face even more embarrassed. "I'm so sorry, Dr. Shen, you should have woken me up..."

Shen Jin: "Seeing you sleeping so peacefully, I... couldn't bear to part with you."

Lin Zhiyao's ears burned even more.

The car was quiet for a few seconds. She heard the click of Shen Jin unbuckle his seatbelt. He got out of the car, and then the passenger door was opened from the outside, letting in a cool breeze.

This made the unusually high temperature on her face even more noticeable.

Shen Jin reached out his hand, "I'll help you, this path isn't easy to walk on."

Lin Zhiyao reached out her hand, which was grasped by Shen Jin. As she stood up with the help of his strength, Shen Jin's other hand fell down and firmly held her waist. His palm was large and warm, and the sensation was clear even through the thin fabric.

This road is indeed not easy to travel.

Lin Zhiyao followed his steps, but still walked somewhat unsteadily.

"Hang in there a little longer, we'll be at the Gu family's door soon."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyao paused slightly, a subtle reluctance stirring within her to return.

I want to spend more time with Dr. Shen.

But Lin Zhiyao didn't say anything, she just hummed softly and stared down at the ground where she couldn't see anything clearly.

Just as Lin Zhiyao was feeling down, Shen Jin put his arm around her and led her around a corner.

then.

The surrounding air suddenly changed.

It felt like plunging into a warm and soft fairytale atmosphere, with the rich, sweet aroma of baked flour and butter filling my face, mixed with the sweetness of some kind of caramel or honey.

Immediately afterwards, tiny, cool particles fluttered down, landing on Lin Zhiyao's forehead, eyelashes, and between her slightly parted lips, which were warmed by her body heat and melted away.

Lin Zhiyao subconsciously licked her lips.

It tastes so sweet.

"What is this...?" Lin Zhiyao raised her face in confusion.

"It's the bakery unloading goods."

Shen Jin's deep voice was right next to her ear, "They unloaded the freshly baked bread from the car, so the powdered sugar stuck to the bread sieve was shaken off and scattered everywhere."

He paused, then said, "The sky was filled with icing sugar, like it was snowing."

Lin Zhiyao looked up; she couldn't see the snow, but she didn't need to at the moment.

Frosting was all over my face.

Shen Jin lowered his eyes, his fox-like eyes fixed on her, his Adam's apple bobbing heavily, a strong urge rising within him to press her down and kiss her, and then do something even more outrageous.