The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

Nine o'clock in the evening, who would be here at this hour? The property management fee had already been paid, and her parents always called before coming. She put down her teacup, stepped barefoot on the slightly cool floor, and quietly walked to the door.

Through the peephole, the dim light in the corridor outlined a familiar and frightening silhouette.

Wenrou took a sudden step back, her back hitting the wall of the entrance hall with a dull thud. Her heartbeat pounded in her eardrums, and her fingertips unconsciously dug into her palms.

——Shen Che.

He looked extremely tired.

His black windbreaker was soaked by the rain, and his hair was dripping with water, forming a small puddle on the corridor floor. There was a noticeable dark spot under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept well in a long time.

But those eyes were still bright, with a stubbornness she had never seen before, staring straight into the cat's eye, as if they could penetrate the thin door panel.

Gentle fingers gripped the door handle tightly, the coolness of the metal seeping into the skin.

Should she open the door? What could she say? Ask him why he'd come? Or should she pretend he wasn't home? Countless thoughts raced through her mind, but her throat felt like it was blocked, unable to utter a single word.

"Gentle." The sudden voice outside the door made her shudder. Shen Che's voice was hoarser than she remembered, as if he hadn't had a good conversation in a long time. "I know you're home."

Her breath hitched. The sound-activated light in the corridor went out, leaving only a sliver of light beneath the door in the darkness.

In the silence, she heard Shen Che's breathing and the sound of rain dripping from the corners of his clothes.

Gently bite your lower lip until you taste rust.

"In the past half month, I went to all the places you might go." Shen Che's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible. "The house you originally rented, your friend's house, the address of your hometown..."

The gentle eyes suddenly became hot.

She thought that her departure was just a trivial matter to Shen Che now.

"Open the door, please?" He tapped the door lightly with his knuckles, each tapping like a knock on her heart. "Just five minutes."

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The sound of rain outside the window suddenly grew louder, and a flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, illuminating her trembling figure at the entrance. Wenrou took a deep breath, and her fingers finally turned the door lock.

The moment the door opened, the lights in the corridor came on again. Shen Che was standing less than a meter away from her, with a cold and rain-soaked aura on his body.

His eyes greedily scanned her face, finally settling on her red eyes.

"You've lost weight." He said in a hoarse voice.

Just three simple words, but they instantly broke down the gentle defense line.

Tears welled up uncontrollably, and she turned around in a panic, trying to escape, but was grabbed by the wrist. Shen Che's palm was burning hot, the heat penetrating through her skin and into her heart.

"I'm sorry." He pressed her hand to his chest. "I'm late."

He felt his heartbeat racing under his palm, as fast as her own.

Wenrou suddenly raised her head and couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise when she saw his red eyes and slightly trembling lips.

At this moment, all the questions were answered.

The rain is still falling, but some things are different.

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The door closed gently behind him with a soft click.

Shen Che still held her gentle wrist, his palm burning hot, his fingertips trembling slightly. The sound of rain faded through the window, leaving only the mingling of their breathing in the room.

"How... did you find this place?" Wenrou asked softly, her voice trembling slightly.

Shen Che's gaze lingered on her face, as if he wanted to make up for the past half month. "I went to every place you could possibly be," he said in a hoarse voice. "Finally, I waited downstairs of your parents' house for three days before I got the address from your mother."

Wenrou opened her eyes wide: "How could my mother tell you..."

Shen Che looked at Wenrou deeply and said softly, "Because I love you."

"For the past half month, I've had the same dream every day." Shen Che raised his hand to wipe away the tears from her face, the thin calluses on his fingertips rubbing against her skin. "I dreamed that you slowly disappeared from my sight, and I could do nothing to stop you. I could only watch you leave me again and again. After waking up, I found..." His Adam's apple rolled, "It turns out that in reality, I really lost you."

Another flash of lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating Shen Che's red eyes.

"Brother!"

Wenrou couldn't bear it anymore and threw herself into his arms.

Shen Che's body stiffened for a moment, then he hugged her back tightly, with such force that she almost couldn't breathe.

His heartbeat could be heard through his chest, fast and heavy, exactly the same as the heartbeat he felt every time Chu Mo hugged her in his memory.

"I'm sorry..." Wenrou buried her face in his shoulder and smelled the scent of rain mixed with mint, "I shouldn't have left without saying goodbye..."

Shen Che rested his chin on the top of her head, his voice muffled: "I should apologize. I promised to protect you, but I let you endure so much alone." He stepped back slightly and held her face. "Come back with me, okay? Or..." He looked around the simple apartment, "I'll stay."

Wenrou looked at the bloodshot eyes and suddenly remembered something: "Your job..."

"I turned it down. It was just a job I did by chance after losing my memory." Shen Che chuckled. "Brother Wang was so angry he said he wanted to resign, but I transferred all the liquidated damages to him as compensation for his emotional distress."

The sound of rain gradually subsided, and a ray of moonlight shone through the clouds outside the window.

Shen Che suddenly knelt on one knee and took out a beautiful little box from his arms: "Actually, when I first met you in the interstellar world, I prepared this ring, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance to put it on you in that world." He held the ring in front of her, "This time, can you let me put it on you?"

Wenrou looked at the ring glowing softly in the moonlight, with the tiny words "Never Leave" engraved on the inside.

"Okay." Her tears fell on their clasped hands.

Shen Che's tears finally fell.

He carefully put the ring on her finger and then placed her cold hand on his cheek: "This time, we will never be separated again."

The moonlight gently enveloped the two people embracing, as if they had traveled through a thousand years of time and finally found their way home. In the distance, the faint sound of bells came, like a blessing from some forgotten world.

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