A beautiful summer night

Before the party was over, Jiang Baichuan, taking advantage of his drunkenness, coaxed Yun Li to a suite on the top floor of the hotel.

When people are drunk, the lights overhead seem especially enchanting.

Yunli helped Jiang Baichuan to the bed and was about to cover him with a blanket when he pulled her down onto him with one hand.

Jiang Baichuan chuckled deeply, then casually lifted the blanket and covered the two of them, his arms filled with warmth and fragrance, a look of satisfaction on his face: "Sleep with me for a while."

"You haven't taken your shoes off." Knowing he wasn't feeling well, Yunli loosened the tie around his neck and unbuttoned two buttons to let him breathe.

Jiang Baichuan let her touch him: "I want to take a bath."

"Let's talk when you're sober," Yunli said, pressing him back down.

"I'm not drunk." Jiang Baichuan laughed so hard his chest trembled slightly. He put his arm around Yun Li's waist to stop her from leaving, and nuzzled her neck with his head. "I'm really not drunk. I was just pretending. I'm just a little tired. I want you to sleep with me for a while."

His expression was too serious, and his eyes too clear. Yunli wavered and sighed helplessly, "Then get up yourself. I can't help you up. He's too heavy."

Jiang Baichuan just smiled, and then took the opportunity to ask for a kiss.

Knowing that Yunli disliked the strong smell of alcohol, he only kissed her lightly with his lips for a while.

Yunli, always a soft-hearted goddess, didn't dare to completely believe that he wasn't drunk at all. She followed him into the bathroom, adjusted the water for him, and then left with peace of mind.

"As expected, men who know how to act cute have the best lives." Jiang Baichuan looked away, a smug smile on his face. He took off his clothes and turned on the shower, only to be scalded by the water as it poured down.

Well, love really is fiery and passionate.

After taking a shower, Yunli forced him to drink a bowl of hangover soup. After he finished it, Jiang Baichuan didn't rush to lie down in bed; instead, he pushed Yunli into the bathroom.

"Let's go to sleep together after we shower. I'll be waiting for you in bed." Jiang Baichuan looked at her with a half-smile, deliberately emphasizing the last few words.

Yunli: "..."

In broad daylight.

Jiang Baichuan seemed to know her inside and out: "It will be dark in an hour."

Yunli had also drunk a few glasses of wine, and since she had carried him upstairs and rolled around on the bed earlier, she was covered in the smell of alcohol. After thinking for a while, Yunli slammed the bathroom door shut.

Jiang Baichuan smiled triumphantly, then, with his bathrobe drooping, went back to the bedroom to wait for his beauty to return.

This is the second time the two of them have slept in the same bed.

The first time was the night Jiang Baichuan got drunk at home.

Although he was drunk that night, Jiang Baichuan knew what he was doing.

There are some things I don't know how to say when I'm sober, but when I'm drunk, I cry my heart out and that's how I manage to coax Yunli into agreeing.

Relationships are a matter between two people. He didn't want Yun Li to persuade Yun Meilan alone. He wanted to share everything with Yun Li, and Yun Li agreed.

He wanted to help Yunli overcome her fear and get rid of her trauma, and he wanted Yunli to cooperate with desensitization therapy, which Yunli agreed to.

He even proposed to her, shamelessly pestering Yunli to marry him, and Yunli agreed nonetheless.

Looking back now, it was he who was drunk, and Yunli who was sober.

So those words...

Pulling the covers over him, Jiang Baichuan leaned in and asked, "What you promised me that night, do you still mean it?"

Yunli pursed her lips, blinked, and was about to speak when he covered her mouth again.

"If we're talking about it, we'll start the desensitization treatment tonight."

Yunli's breath hitched, and as she struggled, Jiang Baichuan pressed her shoulder down: "If it doesn't count..."

"You were the one who was sober that night, Yunli. You can't go back on your word, and you can't back out."

Yunli was amused and kicked him with her leg: "Get up, I didn't say I was going to go back on my word."

Jiang Baichuan breathed a sigh of relief, but then became excited again: "Since you haven't gone back on your word, why are you still getting up?"

"I……"

"Don't be afraid." Jiang Baichuan gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips, his broad palm touching the skin of her neck. For a moment, both of them unconsciously slowed their breathing. "Yunli, relax, we'll take it slowly."

Take it slow, step by step, until she can accept his touch, until she will no longer be hurt by that shadow.

A tingling, itchy sensation ran through her skin, and Yunli instinctively hunched her shoulders, feeling the warm fingertips stroking her neck.

He didn't go any further, but instead let her get used to the touch.

The scalding breaths grew closer and closer, and Yunli's heart pounded, but she didn't call for a halt.

When Jiang Baichuan's lips touched the skin that had been caressed by his fingers, Yun Li instinctively pulled away, her eyes still flashing with that unbearable scene from years ago.

The kiss finally landed on Yunli's slightly trembling eyes.

"It's okay, you've made great progress." Turning over, Jiang Baichuan scooped her up onto him, his voice gentle and tender, "Tell me, what were you thinking about just now?"

Yunli's eyes were a little moist, and she buried her head deeply in his chest, answering in a muffled voice, "Equipment room."

"Anything else?" Jiang Baichuan continued to ask.

Yunli remained silent for a long time before saying, "That person."

The answer was exactly what Jiang Baichuan expected. This past was deeply rooted in Yun Li's heart, forcing her to feel fear, which then transformed into a nightmare that she could not shake off.

Forgetting takes time.

But forgetting is hard.

What he had to do was help Yunli confront her fears.

"Yunli, next time, can you think of me?"

"Close your eyes and feel me." Jiang Baichuan's nose touched hers, his breathing slightly heavy. "Feel that it is me touching you, it is me kissing you."

Yunli was stunned: "You?"

"Yes, I am your boyfriend." Jiang Baichuan smiled, hooked his arm around the back of her neck and pressed down, stealing her lips and tongue. "Your man."

No one can imagine or even comprehend the level of fear Yunli faced when she was bullied back then. Whether she can face this past and get out of this shadow is up to Yunli herself.

She needs a lot of courage.

As darkness fell, Yunli's cheeks were slightly damp, and tears slid down her cheeks, wetting her neck.

Ice and cold.

"Jiang Baichuan, you're lying."

He was clearly drunk.

Jiang Baichuan falls asleep quickly after getting drunk, but he is also the most sincere.

Yunli nestled into his arms, hugged his waist, and slowly closed her eyes.

"I promise you."

I promise you, from now on, when I close my eyes, I'll only think of you.