Chen Xia

Chapter 21 Breaking Into Your World
Ye Mian lay on Jiang Chen's bed, isolated from the cool breeze outside, and waited for a while before feeling able to move a little.

Her eyes were still red from crying just now, and her hands hung limply by her sides.

She didn't dare to make any big moves, so she curled up in the quilt and observed the surrounding environment with half-open eyes.

Under the dim vision, the wooden base was smooth and shiny, giving people a cold feeling. A warm yellow desk lamp stood high in front of the table.

There was a small scented wood on the solid wood chair. The woody scent was completely different from Jiang Chen's, but it smelled very good.

There are not many things displayed on the surface, and it is very simple in style. The daily necessities must have been stored. It seems that the people who live here are very clean.

Although there is no sense of luxury in the small world, it still gives people a feeling of being wrapped up and deserted.

Ye Mian couldn't put it into words, there was a sense of cramped intruding into someone else's world, desolate, quiet, extremely clean but very private.

Even this black four-piece bed set has a strong style of other people.

Ye Mian held her breath, and her heart suddenly jumped a few times. Unexpectedly, there was another warm current under her body, penetrating her pants wetly.

"..."

At this moment, Ye Mian thought, just bear with it, this life will pass quickly.

At first glance, Jiang Chen is a clean freak. She soiled other people's quilts and his hands...

This situation made her very embarrassed.

Until a voice pulled her back to reality.

The door was lightly knocked twice from outside, and a faint tone penetrated into Ye Mian's ears, "Ye Mian, is it convenient?"

Ye Mian's curled up body stiffened slightly, and she whispered, "It's convenient."

Her voice was still very weak, thin and breathy, like a decadent kitten.

The bedroom door was pushed open from the outside, and Jiang Chen appeared in her sight.

Because he came back from the outside, he felt a little cool.What is more intense is the scorching and warm wind, like the breeze that passes through the treetops this summer, which makes people blush and palpitate.

Ye Mian watched him put the plastic bag on the table without saying a word, and then took out a stack of towels and a bottle of painkillers from the large cabinet next to him. The warm water was already put into the cup.

Then, he asked as if asking for advice: "Is there anything else? What else do I need to prepare?"

"?"

Ye Mian's mind went blank for a few seconds.

What else do I need to prepare?
No more?

So he shook his head mechanically.

Jiang Chen's gaze stayed on her face slowly for a few seconds, and he raised his eyebrows almost invisibly, "Well, then I'm going out."

As if to avoid her embarrassment, Ye Mian was given almost all the space.

Ye Mian heaved a sigh of relief, and took the painkiller first as if she had been amnestied, and endured the pain, grabbed the plastic bag and went into the bathroom.

After seeing the disposable underwear inside, and various brands of sanitary napkins.

She couldn't hold back.

Almost sinking in, he felt that this young man was so good, and his cheeks flushed red again.

After washing up, Ye Mian felt refreshed and wrapped the soiled underwear in a plastic bag and threw it into the trash can.

The medicine began to take effect, and the sharp pain turned into a slow numbness, but it was already bearable.

The bedroom was still quiet.

Only then did Ye Mian realize that there was a gray blanket draped over the chair, as if she knew that her pants were dirty and used them to cover her legs.

Ye Mian resisted the embarrassment, bent down and moved to the bed, lifting the quilt.

Sure enough, the quilt and bed sheets were soaked in blood to varying degrees, and the clumps were particularly eye-catching.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Mian thought, if she made something dirty, she would have to wash it off.

Just at this time, the sound of steady footsteps going upstairs was heard again, and the door was knocked twice as usual.

In a panic, Ye Mian grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her waist, then sat on the bed, turned the quilt over again, and just covered the pool of blood.

"You can come in."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen opened the door and came in, holding a coffee cup with two red dates floating in it, and the unique sweet smell of brown sugar came from it.

Ye Mian was hit by his actions again, and was embarrassed to be taken care of by him as she should. She whispered: "Jiang Chen, thank you, it was me who caused you trouble."

"Well, it's not particularly troublesome." Jiang Chen tilted his chin almost imperceptibly, his eyes still calm without a trace of ripples.

Then he bent down and handed her a pair of slippers, "It's raining outside. Please wait until the rain stops before going back."

He was extremely tall, even if he was bent over, he would feel a strong sense of oppression to Ye Mian.

She grabbed the quilt in her hands, trying to stop the palpitations.

He turned his head and looked out the window. The curtains blocked his view, but he could vaguely hear the sound of rain falling.

Ye Mian nodded, and asked again: "Do you have laundry detergent, can you lend me some?"

Taking advantage of this time, she wanted to clean up her clothes. She saw a hair dryer hanging in the bathroom, and she should be able to wear it out after blowing it on.

At least I could make it home without any issues.

Jiang Chen listened to her words, opened the stool in front of the desk, nodded the back of the chair, "Sit here first."

"Oh, okay." Ye Mian didn't understand what he was going to do, but she knew that this was someone else's house, so it was better to behave accordingly.

Stepping on the pair of slippers, Ye Mian sat on the chair.

Then, she opened her eyes slightly, watching Jiang Chen lift up the sheet and spread another layer of cushions.

The quilt was carried away by him and thrown into the dirty clothes basket in the bathroom, and then he took another quilt from the cabinet and put it on the corner of the bed. He paused and said, "This is what I used before. If you don't want to use it, you can cover it with a blanket." also."

Ye Mian felt very restless after hearing this.

This sudden feeling of being taken care of by someone was something I had only experienced when I was a child when my mother was around.

She squeezed her hands nervously and couldn't help but thank you again: "Thank you, it's really troublesome."

He raised his eyebrows, raised his eyelids and glanced at her, and then said, "Yeah, I understand, it's not too troublesome."

After only a few contacts, Ye Mian could guess his style of doing things, and he was quite polite and tolerant towards her, so he became more courageous.

Look at him standing there looking at his phone.

Ye Mian got up and walked to the bathroom, wanting to make up for the damage caused by her intrusion. "I'll wash your quilt if it's dirty. I just need to trouble you to tell me where the laundry detergent is."

Just touched the doorknob.

A gust of wind blew by my ears, and a hand with clear phalanges and a cold complexion appeared in front of my eyes.

Ye Mian's heart stopped for a moment.

Then, the bathroom door was pulled shut by that hand, and Jiang Chen's voice was within easy reach, "No, just rest. I don't have hot water at home."

——Quiet all around.

Ye Mian stiffened, and then saw Jiang Chen casually placing his mobile phone on the table. When he passed her, his eyelashes, smooth nose bridge, and angular jawline were clearly visible.

And the bathroom door that opens and closes seems to echo in the closed space.

There was the sound of opening the cabinet inside, and the sound of running water.

(End of this chapter)