Shi Nian gazed at his sleeping visage, heart fluttering wildly. She gingerly took a few steps forward, but it was as if Jiang Jinyan was deeply asleep, his eyelids shut peacefully, breathing long and steady. Shi Nian gathered the coat around her, feeling the chill climbing up from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
It was obviously such cold weather, moreover the heavy rain had only stopped a few hours ago, but he only wore a sweater. Even looking at him made Shi Nian's teeth chatter.
She gradually arrived by his side, crouching as she cupped her chin, eyes trailing onto the bangs covering his forehead, the line of his brows, the curve of his eyes, the shape of his nose, his thin and pale colored lips…
Captivated, the scene from the taxi earlier flashed through her mind.
