The Sweetest Marriage (2)

Ch. 203: Admission Notice

"Did I wake you up?" The intense hatred in Wei Chen's eyes hadn't had a chance to dissipate, but when he looked at Chen Li, his tone was already filled with gentleness.

Chen Li shook his head, walked to Wei Chen's side, covered Wei Chen's eyes with his hands, and whispered, "Achen, I don't like your eyes now." These crimson eyes were full of hatred. Chen Li didn't know what kind of emotion this was, but he knew that when Wei Chen's eyes looked like this, Wei Chen must be uncomfortable.

Wei Chen closed his eyes and pulled Chen Li into his arms. He could understand that Chen Li didn't like what was behind him, not because he was afraid of him, but because he was worried about him.

"Li Li."

"Li Li."

"Li Li."

Wei Chen buried his head in Chen Li's neck, calling Chen Li's name over and over again. His voice was very soft, but every word was trembling. He held Chen Li's hand, tightening it as if he wanted to embed Chen Li into his body.

This was his Li Li, his Li Li. He was still in his embrace now, not a lost soul under the kidnapper's knife in his childhood, nor dead tragically in the previous life at Chen Qing's hands.

Li Li was alive, just like him, alive.

Chen Li didn't know why Wei Chen was like this today, but he didn't ask. He just reached out and hugged Wei Chen, letting Wei Chen feel his presence.

The night grew deeper. The light rain outside continued to patter, making the night even more hazy.

In the end, Chen Li fell asleep in Wei Chen's arms. At this moment, all of Wei Chen's emotions had been carefully hidden, buried deep within his heart.

He lifted Chen Li, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and went into the bedroom. After placing Chen Li on the bed, when Wei Chen tried to pull his hand back, Chen Li held onto it.

"Achen, I'm here," Chen Li murmured in his sleep, and every word fell into Wei Chen's ears clearly.

Because of this sentence, the expression on Wei Chen's face softened. He lay down, embraced Chen Li tightly, and kissed Chen Li's forehead tenderly.

The light rain outside the window finally stopped, and the night gradually faded away.

As the darkness receded, daylight arrived as scheduled.

When Chen Li woke up, Wei Chen was already preparing breakfast in the kitchen. After washing up and coming out of the room, the living room was already tidy. The paper scraps scattered all over the floor last night had disappeared, leaving the house clean and neat.

Wei Chen then brought breakfast to the table and called Chen Li over to eat. It was scallion oil noodles, Chen Li's favorite, accompanied by a bowl of clear soup.

The two sat at the dining table, and the sound of slurping noodles filled the quiet room. Although they didn't speak, the atmosphere at the dining table was harmonious and warm.

It was as if what had happened in the early morning last night hadn't occurred at all. Wei Chen didn't mention it, and Chen Li didn't ask.

Today was Monday, and both of them had to go to work and school.

After watching Chen Li's silhouette on the bike disappear in the distance, Wei Chen started his car and headed to the company.

Due to the rain last night, the roads now carried the earthy scent of rain, and dewdrops still clung to the tips of leaves, reflecting a colorful light under the warm morning sun.

The wheels of the car rolled over the still damp road, leaving two intertwined tracks when they reached the dry part of the road.

Chen Li rode his bike toward the Q University's School of Fine Arts, and on the way, people greeted him, classmates from Chen Li's class.