Started as a thatched house and ended up as a female figure

Cheng Wan let Gu Yan feed her the porridge spoonful by spoonful, and then ate two pieces of warm and soft yam cake. Only then did she feel that her empty stomach was filled and her whole body felt warm and cozy.

"Don't cry, I'm really fine." Cheng Wan reached out again and gently wiped away the tears on Gu Yan's face. "But you, you finally managed to get Grandma and the others to Beijing safely, and now you still have to worry about me and fret over me."

Cheng Wan pursed her lips and gently stroked the scar on Gu Yan's right cheek with her fingertips, her voice gentle: "Ah Yan, you've worked hard."

Gu Yan knelt before the bed, looking up at Cheng Wan with a sacrificial gesture.

"You've suffered so much," Gu Yan's voice still trembled with barely concealed sobs, "I heard you were kidnapped, Awan, I... I felt like my world had collapsed. Thankfully, thankfully you're back..."

As he spoke, Gu Yan carefully avoided Cheng Wan's wounds and gently wrapped his right arm around Cheng Wan's waist, then buried his head in Cheng Wan's abdomen.

"Awan..."

At this moment, Gu Yan shed all the composure and calmness he had been putting on, leaving only his purest vulnerability and attachment.

Gu Yan called out "Awan" again, and then said nothing more, but used all his strength, yet carefully tightened his arms.

Cheng Wan looked down at Gu Yan, whose shoulders were trembling slightly, and her nose suddenly felt sore, and her eyes uncontrollably welled up with tears.

Gu Yan, who is already seen as very mature and powerful by others, is only twenty years old.

Gu Yan's vulnerability was something no one else could see except her.

"I'm here, I'm right here."

Cheng Wan used her left hand to gently and soothingly comb the hair at the back of Gu Yan's head again and again, as if she were comforting a frightened beast that had returned home.

After a long while, Gu Yan finally calmed down.

He took a deep breath, but didn't get up immediately, remaining in that position. His muffled voice came from in front of Cheng Wan, with a heavy nasal tone: "Are you hungry? Would you like some more snacks? Or... some water?"

Cheng Wan shook her head, gently tapping Gu Yan's nape with her fingertip, and said with a smile, "I'm not hungry anymore. But you, aren't your legs numb after kneeling for so long? Get up."

Gu Yan then slowly raised his head.

In the candlelight, his eyes were still red-rimmed, and his eyes, which were always clear and calm like a cold pool, were focused on Cheng Wan, as if he wanted to engrave her image deeper and deeper into his heart.

"It doesn't hurt." Gu Yan tilted his head back, his eyes burning with fervor and devotion. "Awan, kiss me."

The candlelight popped open with a "pop," and Cheng Wan lowered her long eyelashes as she looked at Gu Yan's upturned face.

There were clear scars on it, and even more so, undisguised, burning pleas.

Cheng Wan's heart melted completely once again.

Without the slightest hesitation, she leaned forward, lowered her head, and gently pressed her lips to Gu Yan's forehead.

Gu Yan closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling. The arm around Cheng Wan's waist tightened unconsciously, but then he realized something and quickly loosened his grip, afraid of hurting Cheng Wan.

Cheng Wan's lips lingered on Gu Yan's forehead for a moment, then she pressed her lips to Gu Yan's left and right eyelids, the tip of his nose, and finally pressed her lips against the corners of Gu Yan's lips.

I'm so sorry for always making you worry.

Gu Yan opened his eyes, shook his head, his Adam's apple bobbed as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just buried his face back into her stomach and said in a muffled voice, "Awan, to me, nothing is more important than you."

Yes, in Gu Yan's heart, even Gu Yu is not as important as Cheng Wan.

Gu Yu is my closest relative, and my responsibility.

Cheng Wan is my beloved, my home, my faith...

Cheng Wan let Gu Yan hold her, her hand still stroking his hair intermittently.

The room fell silent, save for the occasional crackling of the candlelight and the soft, even breathing of the two people.

After a long while, Gu Yan seemed to have finally drawn enough strength and slowly let go.

He didn't get up immediately. Instead, while still kneeling, he reached for the warm teapot on the low table beside him, poured half a cup of warm water, tested the temperature himself, and then carefully brought it to Cheng Wan's lips.

Cheng Wan took a few sips of warm water from Gu Yan's hand. The warm water slid down her throat and made her feel much better.

After seeing Cheng Wan finish her tea, Gu Yan put the teacup back in its place before slowly standing up.

Perhaps because he had been kneeling for a long time, a faint, bone-grinding sound came from his knees when he stood up, and his body swayed almost imperceptibly.

Cheng Wan saw it all, but said nothing, only looking at Gu Yan with a smile in her eyes.

Gu Yan walked to the charcoal brazier and used the fire tongs to stir the silver charcoal inside, making the fire burn brighter and the warmth spread more evenly.

"Sleep," Gu Yan leaned down and placed the same gentle kiss on Cheng Wan's forehead as before. "I'll stay with you until you fall asleep before I leave."

Cheng Wan was indeed extremely tired. She didn't insist that Gu Yan go to rest immediately, and obediently lay down and closed her eyes.

Gu Yan sat down by the bed and quietly and attentively watched Cheng Wan, listening to her breathing quickly become long and steady.

Gu Yan tucked the blanket around Cheng Wan again, then gently got up.

The moment he turned around, Gu Yan's eyes darkened, and killing intent and ruthlessness emanated from them.

No rush, he thought.

Ah Wan is back, that's the most important thing.

Other accounts can be settled later.