Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Lin Xi's mind, which had gone blank due to nervousness and fear, suddenly cleared up. She stopped struggling and spoke in a trembling voice with some uncertainty: "Shen...Shen Jingyuan?"

"it's me."

Feeling that Lin Xi, who had been kicking wildly, had finally calmed down, Shen Jingyuan's brows relaxed slightly, and he responded patiently in a deep voice.

Hearing this familiar voice, Lin Xi's heartstrings, which had been tense for a long time, suddenly relaxed. Her hands, which had been clinging to the edge of the windowsill, suddenly lost their strength, and her whole body slid down uncontrollably.

"Wow...why is it you...I'm so scared..."

She frantically clung to the windowsill again, the fear and grievance of surviving the disaster flooding her heart at the same time. She could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears.

Hearing her crying as if she had suffered a great injustice, Shen Jingyuan felt as if his heart was hit hard by something, feeling sore and swollen.

The anxiety that had accumulated from looking for her all day, and the annoyance that had arisen from seeing her desperately climbing through the window, were all dissipated by the crying, leaving only a trace of strange emotion that he himself could not even tell what it was.

He exerted force with his arms, steadily supporting Lin Xi's sliding body. At the same time, he subconsciously extended a hand to cushion her cold foot, which was only wearing a thin layer of socks after she had kicked around and lost one shoe. He unconsciously lowered his voice, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, you come down first."

Perhaps it was his rare gentle tone that touched Lin Xi's now fragile nerves, or perhaps the aftereffect of escaping from a desperate situation was too great, Lin Xi's crying became louder and louder.

"Woo—I'm so scared!"

"I, I thought I was going to die here."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jingyuan stiffened slightly and pursed his lips. He wanted to comfort her, but he was not one to speak. He frowned and thought for a long time. Finally, hesitantly reached out his hand and patted her calf twice, somewhat awkwardly. His movements were as stiff as if he was trying to comfort a crying child. Then he squeezed out a dry sentence, "Don't cry."

Fortunately, Lin Xi's emotions came violently and went away quickly.

The earth-shaking crying gradually turned into low sobs. Shen Jingyuan heard the slight creaking of wooden boards and the rustling of clothes above his head. He thought she was trying to climb back by holding on to the windowsill.

He quickly straightened his back and supported Lin Xi's lower body steadily so that she could save some energy.

Just in this posture, his eyes inevitably fell on her slender waist and... Shen Jingyuan's throat moved slightly, and he turned his face slightly to the side somewhat unnaturally, avoiding the curve that was too close.

However, he waited for a while, but he didn't see Lin Xi retract her hand smoothly. Instead, he felt the weight on his hand was still heavy, and even heard her groaning as she exerted force secretly.

Just as Shen Jingyuan was about to ask her what was wrong, he heard Lin Xi's embarrassed and annoyed voice above his head.

"I, I'm stuck!"

……

Even when Shen Jingyuan brought her to the hotel, washed off her messy clothes, and sat in front of the dressing table with a grin on her face, drying her hair, the embarrassing and irritated look on Lin Xi's face had not faded.

Until tonight, she had always been proud of her slender, well-proportioned figure, which she had inherited from her mother. But after this incident...

Whenever she thought of the embarrassing scene of herself being stuck on that shabby wooden window, unable to move forward or backward, and being rescued by Shen Jing, who seemed to have a serious face but actually had a smile in his eyes and eyebrows, who had to dismantle the window frame, she wished she could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

It's all this man's fault!

If he hadn't rushed upstairs in a hurry as if he was being chased by a ghost, making such a big noise that made her mistakenly think that the kidnappers had arrived, why would she have panicked and tried to climb into the broken window that looked like a dog hole!

Thinking of this, Lin Xi couldn't help but gritted her teeth and threw the towel in her hand viciously on the dressing table, as if the towel was Shen Jingyuan himself.

At this moment, two crisp knocks on the door were heard, followed by Shen Jingyuan's deep voice, "Are you asleep?"

Lin Xi, who was mumbling and cursing enthusiastically, was startled by the sudden voice and almost jumped up from the stool. She raised her voice like a guilty thief, "Sleep, sleep, you, what are you doing?!"

The door was pushed open with a creaky sound. It turned out that Shen Jingyuan walked in without waiting for a response.

Lin Xi was startled and quickly glanced at the mirror. Seeing that her clothes were neatly dressed, she breathed a sigh of relief. She turned back and glared at him angrily, wanting to scold him for being rude. She said she was asleep but he still had to barge in.

But before she could finish her words, she paused.

Shen Jingyuan was seen carrying a wooden tray with a roll of gauze and several bottles and jars neatly placed on it. Although it was unclear what was inside, anyone with a discerning eye could tell who it was prepared for.

Lin Xi, who was about to curse, immediately swallowed his words.

Shen Jingyuan glanced quickly at Lin Xi opposite him without making any expression.

Under the warm yellow light, the girl had fair skin and her cheeks were still rosy from the bath. Except for her wet, messy and dripping long hair, she was completely different from the dusty and tear-stained person in the pawnshop.

Shen Jingyuan's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, almost imperceptibly.

His gaze shifted to the towel thrown on the dressing table, then to the ends of her hair that were still dripping with water. He couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you dry it?"

Lin Xi naturally didn't dare to say that she was just taking out her anger on him with a towel. Her eyes wandered for a moment and she made up a lie, "My hand hurts, I don't want to wipe it."

Hearing this, Shen Jingyuan pursed his lips, put the tray on the table, and stretched out his hand to her, "Let me see."

Lin Xi muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, as if complaining that he was too busy, but she still slowly stretched out her hands and spread them in front of him.

Shen Jing lowered his eyes and looked at him, his gaze slightly fixed. He was silent for a moment before he said, "Sit down."