I don't talk about love with my Martial Sister

Chapter 108

When Shang Can woke up, she was startled by the warm body nestled in her arms.

The sky was still dimly lit, and for some reason, she had woken up earlier than usual, even though she had stayed up late the previous night.

As her brain slowly powered up, Shang Can suddenly recalled all that had happened last night. The ambiguous and indescribable images flooded her mind, and she could almost feel her face flush with heat.

What on earth had she done?

Even though an indescribable scream echoed in her heart, Shang Can didn't dare to move an inch. After all, the person sleeping in her arms seemed to be in deep slumber, clutching tightly at her collar. From Shang Can's angle, she could only see a small part of Yun Duan's face, but she could clearly feel the warmth radiating from her and the steady rhythm of her breathing against her collarbone.

Shang Can held her breath, her mind blank. Whatever had happened last night had progressed far too quickly; she and Yun Duan should not have, should not have done this. At least, they shouldn't have acted this way at such a time, especially when so much remained unspoken between them.

She found it difficult to decipher her own emotions. There was frustration over her own lack of self-control, fear about Yun Duan's condition after taking the medicine, and an overwhelming embarrassment that kept her from recalling the events of last night in detail. All these emotions mingled together, making Shang Can feel restless, as if she were lying on the mouth of a volcano, unable to find peace.

But in the end... she didn't feel any regret.

After pondering for quite a while, Shang Can suddenly heard a soft murmur from the person in her arms, startling her into a tense state, and indeed, she saw Yun Duan stir slightly and then slowly open her eyes. The moisture lingering in Yun Duan's eyes as she first woke up caught the early morning light, making them sparkle as if they contained tiny stars, reflecting Shang Can's somewhat tense face.

Yun Duan seemed still to be waking up. She blinked slowly, confusion apparent on her features, and then suddenly leaned closer to Shang Can, as if she wanted to scrutinize her. Shang Can felt her neck stiffen, her mind racing with alarms at the invasion of her personal space. After last night, she no longer had the confidence to tease Yun Duan and was forced to break the silence first: "...You, you're awake?"

"——"

The moment she spoke, Yun Duan halted her movement, no longer leaning closer. Shang Can's gaze darted around, stealing glances at Yun Duan, whose eyes were slowly becoming clearer. She felt like a prisoner on death row, waiting for her sentence.

"..."

To her surprise, Yun Duan didn't react much. After a moment, she regained her calm demeanor and softly replied, "Mm, I'm awake."

As she spoke, Yun Duan released the grip she had on Shang Can's collar and shifted slightly, pulling the covers aside to sit up. Dressed in a neat, white nightgown, Yun Duan raised an eyebrow in slight confusion. Before she could ponder this further, she heard Shang Can's timid voice from beside her: "I found a change of clothes for you from what you left me last night. The one you wore... well, it's just not really wearable anymore."

Yun Duan froze, her ears turning crimson as she averted her gaze, her hair falling to cover her face.

Suppressing her own feelings of loss at having Yun Duan no longer in her arms, Shang Can didn't have the luxury to pay attention to Yun Duan's subtle reactions. Seeing Yun Duan appear so calm made her heart race; she had completely forgotten that it had initially been Yun Duan who had made advances last night. Now, she felt like she had committed a wrongdoing.