Out of control and sinking

This is a question.

Jiang Ruan replied, "Yes, maybe you're just too tired."

But deep down, I felt a sense of relief.

He finally woke up; she had no feeling in her legs.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Thinking that he was still lying on her lap, Bo Ye sat up, straightened his clothes, and asked her.

"Not long," Jiang Ruan said, "about an hour."

As she spoke, she tried to move her right leg, and immediately felt a swelling sensation that was both sore and painful.

Jiang Ruan's lower back was completely numb.

Bo Ye whispered in her ear, "Don't move."

Jiang Ruan looked up, and he leaned over to support her shoulders: "Lie down first, it will relieve the numbness in your legs."

Jiang Ruan lay down, surprised. "How did you know my legs were numb?"

Bo Ye laughed in exasperation: "That's common sense, okay?"

He slept on her lap for so long.

It's easy to imagine how numb her legs must have been.

Thinking of this, Bo Ye felt a little guilty. He gently kneaded her slender legs with both hands and asked her, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Ruan hissed and said, "A little."

Bo Ye said slowly, "Then I'll order."

"The numbness will subside in five minutes at most."

Jiang Ruan: "Mm."

She lay comfortably, feeling his warm palms gently kneading her calves.

Gradually, she regained feeling in her legs.

After she was completely healed, she sat up and said, "The numbness is gone."

Bo Ye then stopped, looking at her and saying, "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

Jiang Ruan shrugged: "I'm just soft-hearted. I saw you sleeping so soundly, and I thought you'd been busy all day and finally got some sleep, so I didn't want to wake you up."

Hearing this, Bo Ye felt as if something had pierced his heart, and his throat tightened.

His eyes were dark and unfathomable, and he uttered a single word from his thin lips: "Stupid."

"Wake me up so I can go back to sleep."

Jiang Ruan retorted stubbornly, "I'm so stupid. I'm soft-hearted towards you, yet you still scold me. Don't you have any conscience?"

Jiang Ruan glared at him, picked up her phone, got off the sofa, and stepped barefoot onto the carpet.

The man's gaze followed her retreating figure.

Seeing her go into the bathroom, Jiang Ruan didn't forget that she had also done laundry. She took the clothes out of the washing machine, hung them on hangers, and then hung them on the clothesline on the balcony outside.

Turning back to the bathroom, she saw Bo Ye standing in front of the sink.

The tap was running, and he was washing his hands.

But by sheer coincidence, his very presence blocked her path.

Jiang Ruan crossed her arms over her chest and waited for him to finish washing his hands and turn off the tap before speaking: "Move aside, you're blocking my way."

Bo Ye reached out and pulled out a tissue, wiping his hands as he glanced at her, saying, "What's the rush?"

Jiang Ruan watched him meticulously wipe each finger, so carefully it couldn't be more meticulous, and secretly rolled her eyes.

Finally, he threw it in the trash can.

Jiang Ruan thought he was about to move away, but it turned out that what she thought was just her assumption.

Bo Ye lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on her small face.

He said, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Jiang Ruan nodded: "Yes, I know."

Suddenly I remembered: "We haven't eaten mooncakes yet."

"It seems they didn't say 'Happy Mid-Autumn Festival' either."

Jiang Ruan was both amused and exasperated; she wondered what he had been busy with all day long.

For adults, it seems that the Mid-Autumn Festival is becoming less and less important.

"Bo Ye, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival," Jiang Ruan said sincerely.

Bo Ye smiled and replied, "I'll enjoy it too."

"Shall we go out for mooncakes?" Jiang Ruan suggested.

Then Bo Ye said, "No rush."

People were still blocking her way.

Jiang Ruan was both amused and exasperated.

How could she not be anxious?

It's so late at night, and it's just the two of them.

Jiang Ruan's experience taught her that this is a time when things can easily go wrong.

Her back still aches and her legs hurt.

It can't withstand any more turmoil.

Jiang Ruan just found an excuse to speak: "Oh, right, I suddenly remembered..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bo Ye interrupted him.

"Would you like to see the Mid-Autumn Festival gift I'm going to give you?"