She couldn't believe her eyes.
Weren't men supposed to cry?
To tell the truth, even up to the age of twenty, she had never seen a man cry.
Was it her imagination?
How is that possible?
How could a man so strong and powerful cry over anything?
Tang Xiaoru doubtfully reached out her hand, not daring to touch his chin. When two hot tears unexpectedly fell onto her palm, her heart felt as if it had been heavily hit by a boulder. The pain made her spasm and she was unable to breathe.
His hands were wet and quickly turned cold.
She stared at him for a moment before withdrawing her hand and wiping it with a tissue.
Despite the warmth of his hands, he repeatedly breathed in and out into his palms. He rubbed them vigorously a few times, feeling very warm. Then, he quietly slipped his hands into his blankets and touched his ice-cold hands.
As soon as her hand closed around his, he reflexively took her hand back.
Her fingers felt numb from the tension.
He couldn't help but think with a guilty conscience, 'Could it be that he's already awoken?'
His face immediately turned red, and he slowly raised his eyes to peek uneasily, only to see that his eyes were still closed. It seemed that his tears were no longer dripping, and his face was calm.
Uh. Could holding her hand stop his nightmare?
Had his heart finally calmed down?
Tang Xiaoru let out a long exhale as she slowly calmed down.
Sigh! Let's just hold hands and sleep like this tonight!
Just consider it as repaying him for saving his life in the departure lounge!
She slowly closed her eyes and, of course, tilted her head over his shoulder.
Since she had lent him her hand so generously, she probably wouldn't mind lending him her shoulder.
When he woke up again, it was already early in the morning. Nie Yiyun was already gone. He probably went to wash up.
She rubbed her eyes with her hands and watched the plane glide through the clouds. She was in a good mood.
He stood up, yawned and stretched before going to wash up.
When he returned, Nie Yiyun was already eating breakfast with an indifferent expression.
"Hey! "Good morning!" She greeted him warmly.
Nie Yiyun acted as if he didn't hear anything. He didn't even raise his head as he continued to deal with Su Yiyun's breakfast.
Tang Xiaoru felt a bit stifled. She really wanted to tell him that if she hadn't generously lent him her hand last night, he would have probably peed all night long!
He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
After all, she was the one who had decided to lend him the loan, and he might even think that she was the one who was taking advantage of him!
He sat down and ate his breakfast in a huff.
After eating, she no longer paid any attention to him, because she felt that she couldn't just blindly pull him along without a bottom line.
In the end, after a few hours, when the plane finally reached the city, they didn't say a word.
After getting off the plane, she deliberately walked beside him, doing her best to pretend that she was not looking at him, but from the bottom of her heart, she hoped that he would take the initiative to stop and introduce her to him.
But no!
He didn't even make a single movement as he coldly handed over a cold business card!