Part 44

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After Cao Yang finished speaking, he grabbed Xia Rou's hand and drew her into his arms. He murmured comforting words into her ear.

Slowly, Xia Rou began to calm...

She leaned on him, mumbling, and tried to shrink herself smaller, sticking her hand into his coat.

There were still tears at the corners of her eyes. As she moved, the tears moved to streak down her cheeks, leaving a faint trail on her pale face.

Cao Yang stared at her face in the darkness before using his thumb to rub that line away.

Then he closed his eyes. Translated by The Novelst

As the car arrived at the entrance to the house, Xiao Yang called him twice. Only then did he open his eyes.

Compared to the kids who had gone wild, the alcohol he had downed were all spirits. The after-effects were quite evident.

"Do you want me to do it?" Xiao Yang leaned on the car door.

Cao Yang took a long, slow blink. He swung his head from side to side and replied, "No need."

Xiao Yang backed away. Cao Yang stretched his long legs out of the car and carried Xia Rou out.

The sudden drop in temperature caused the person in his arms to shiver.

Xiao Yang had already opened the door to the house for Cao Yang to enter. He took the elevator to the second floor, kicking open Xia Rou's bedroom door to place her on her bed.

As he stood up to leave he found himself being hugged very tightly by Xia Rou. She called out, softly, "Big brother..."

Cao Yang was taken aback.

He looked at her closely, but her eyes were still closed and she was frowning. She was obviously still drunk and hadn't woken.

He wanted to shake off her hands, but he heard her mumble: "Big brother... Don't... Don't hate me..."

Tears dropped from her eyes again.

Why did she like to cry so much?

Cao Yang's heart couldn't help but soften.

"Alright, I won't hate you..." he said in a low tone.

His arms stretched to encompass her form and he hugged her again. He stayed like that, embracing her, half-sitting.

He was thinking that all he needed to do was comfort her and then he would return to his room...

......

......

He woke up very suddenly, so bleary he couldn't guess how long he'd slept. The room was still pitch-black, evidently still night.

He was still tipsy, a little dizzy.

And the reason he woke up was because of the person in his arms, squirming around uncomfortably...

"What's wrong?"

"Water..." Xia Rou's voice was scratchy.

Cao Yang rubbed his temples, getting up to pour her a glass of water.

Xia Rou hadn't fully come to her senses yet, so she didn't move from the bed.

Cao Yang was also a little dizzy and had a bit of a headache. He sat down at her bedside and helped her get up and steady her.

Seeing that she didn't move, he shook her slightly. "Drink the water."

She didn't budge.

Seeing that he had no other choice, he held her and brought the cup to her lips to feed her a few sips.

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