"Please...," Shi Su closed her eyes, still desperately hugging the man around her body, clutching his neck tightly, "Don't leave..."
Her hands held so tightly for over ten seconds, suddenly she was pulled into the man's slightly cold embrace.
Shi Su quickly snuggled deeper into his arms, mumbling again, "My stomach hurts."
Jing Jihan looked down at the little woman who seemed to have shed her usual armor of resilience and was vulnerable and helpless in her dream. Hearing her words, he first thought she had caught a cold, causing her stomachache, so he slid his hand under the blanket, resting it on her slightly cool belly.
In the man's palm, there seemed to be a constant source of warmth. Shi Su instinctively burrowed deeper into his embrace, her stomach pressing against his palm as if afraid he'd suddenly take his hand away.
