Jun Moyan stands under the shower, eyes closed, head slightly tilted back, hot water pouring down from above, yet he still feels an icy chill all over.
His chest feels as though blocked by a massive rock, suffocatingly oppressive.
Unable to endure this moment of loneliness, Jun Moyan instinctively raises his hand to turn off the shower, without even bothering to dry himself, hastily rubs his hair, dresses quickly, and opens the bathroom door.
When he sees Wen Xiao'ai quietly waiting for him on the bed, his restless heart finds salvation.
Wen Xiao'ai looks at Jun Moyan, who is somewhat flustered at the bathroom door, and asks, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
Jun Moyan doesn't reply, but calms himself and walks toward the bed.
As soon as he gets on the bed, he holds Wen Xiao'ai and lies down, unable to control himself from holding her tighter.
"Your hair's still wet, let me dry it for you," says Wen Xiao'ai, attempting to free herself from his embrace.
"No need."
