Make your ex-boyfriend cry? That's easy!

I don't know when a drizzle started outside the window. The raindrops seemed like a bead curtain carefully woven by nature, hanging gently between heaven and earth.

Looking up, I saw that the clouds were as thick as a mountain of cotton, pressing heavily above my head, making me feel inexplicably depressed.

And the raindrops, like a broken pearl necklace, poured down from the sky continuously.

They are densely packed and generously intertwined with each other, and the drizzle gently knocks on the glass windows. Each drop has its own unique rhythm and melody, making a crisp and pleasant sound, just like a beautiful symphony is being performed.

Jiang Yan's fingers tightly grasped the bed sheet, but were caught back by Lu Qinian.

...(Please forgive me, I really didn’t write anything)

The pillow was soaked with sweat.

… (Okay, I haven’t written stream of consciousness for a long time and I don’t know how to do it anymore QAQ)

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When the rain finally stopped, night had quietly enveloped the entire sky, deep and quiet.

It was already late at night.

Jiang Yan was in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness at the moment. His head felt heavy as if filled with lead, and his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, as if they could close and he could fall asleep at any time.

He just leaned there in a daze, letting fatigue invade his body.

My whole body feels sore.

Lu Qinian walked gently to Jiang Yan's side and carefully picked him up, holding him gently as if he were holding a rare treasure.

He walked steadily to the bathroom, turned on the hot water, and carefully wiped Jiang Yan's body, washing away the fluids and sleepiness brought by the rain and fatigue.

After everything was tidied up, Lu Qi gently placed Jiang Yan on the soft sofa beside him so that he could rest for a while.

Then, Lu Qinian turned back to the bedroom and began to tidy up the room in an orderly manner, changing the wrinkled sheets, and even the quilt cover and pillowcases.

Time passed quietly in the busyness. When Lu Qinian finally finished all the cleaning work, the sky outside the window was slightly pale, and a red sun could be seen rising slowly, heralding the arrival of a new day.

Looking at Jiang Yan lying quietly on the sofa, Lu Qinian showed a trace of pity on his face.

He stepped forward again, gently picked up Jiang Yan, slowly walked back to the bed, gently put him down, and covered him with a warm quilt, fearing that he would wake up the sleeping person.

After doing all this, Lu Qinian breathed a sigh of relief. He sat quietly beside the bed, staring at Jiang Yan's peaceful sleeping face, his heart full of pity and love.

He slowly lay back down beside Jiang Yan, gently stretching out his body, as if afraid to disturb the person in his arms. Then, he gently pulled Jiang Yan into his arms, feeling the warmth and comfort brought by the soft body pressed tightly against his own.

He lowered his head slightly and gently kissed the top of Jiang Yan's head. The delicate hair slid across his lips like silk, bringing a faint fragrance.

At this moment, his heart was filled with indescribable joy, as if the whole world only contained the two of them.

Jiang Yan, who was held in his arms, seemed to feel something and moved slightly.

He raised his head and glanced at Lu Qinian sleepily, his eyes full of confusion and fatigue. However, just this brief glance made Lu Qinian's heartstrings plucked again.

Jiang Yan seemed to have found a more comfortable position and pushed himself harder into Lu Qinian's arms.

He didn't notice at all that Lu Qinian's mouth corners unconsciously turned up at this moment, nor the doting and love revealed in his deep eyes.