His Beloved Treasure

He went inside from outside, closed the door, then took a shower, and afterwards, climbed into bed.

When Qin Mu felt the bed dip behind her, her heart also seemed to be painfully punched full force!

As the punch reached its deepest point, her breathing became somewhat labored.

Afterward...

She felt him move a bit closer, suddenly a chill brushed against her legs, and subconsciously, she moved forward quickly.

Mu Yichen had actually just lain down and felt uncomfortable, so he shifted his position again, and then accidentally touched her, and then...

He subconsciously turned his head to look at her, sensing she was avoiding him as if it were inevitable.

He had slept, countless times, yet she still reacted that way.

It suddenly reminded him of the first time they were together; he subconsciously lifted the blanket on her side.

Suddenly a gust of cool air attacked her, and Qin Mu instinctively reached for the blanket to wrap herself in the little warmth left on her body.

But Mu Yichen was holding onto the blanket firmly, refusing to give it to her. After several failed attempts to grasp it, Qin Mu turned her head and said, ”What are you doing? Give me the blanket.”

She was angry, and ashamed, knowing well that as soon as she opened her mouth, it would all come out weakly, yet she was still biting her teeth, wanting to fight him for it!

”If you have the guts, snatch it back!” he challenged.

”You... snatch it back...” she retorted.

But, how could she snatch it back?

How to fight?

”Here, take it all! You childish ghost!”

In the end, Qin Mu sat up in bed, stuffing the little bit of blanket she had fought for back into his arms.

Almost thirty years old, and still fighting over a blanket like a child.

She couldn’t play these games, was so angry she wanted to cry, but merely pondered, then turned and got out of bed.

”Where are you going?”

He still lay there in the same position, hugging the blanket and propping up his head to look towards the door.

As she walked out, tears had already covered her face, for fear that she would cry the moment she opened her mouth, she kept silent, not letting a single word slip out.

She went to her daughter’s room!

After closing the door, she really wanted to cry her heart out immediately, but after thinking it over, she just took a deep breath and lay down on her daughter’s bed, hugging the little stuffed animal from the bed in her arms and closing her eyes to sleep.

The room was pitch dark, and she clung tightly to the stuffed animal.

All was deathly quiet, and the sound of her own breathing was so painful, so childish. She wanted to hold back, but...

Later she heard her own crying, a sound she had struggled to suppress, but which ultimately leaked out.

Mu Yichen lay in bed and smoked a cigarette, then got up from bed nonetheless.

”Come back to the room to sleep!”

Later, he pushed open the door to his daughter’s room, forcefully turned on the light, and called out towards the bed.

She kept her eyes tightly closed, hugging the stuffed animal firmly, refusing to pay him any attention.

”Qin Mu, if you won’t come out on your own, I can help you,” he said.

Hands on hips, he waited for two seconds and sighed, then stepped forward.

He lifted the blanket off of her again and then bent down to lift her from the bed.

Qin Mu instinctively buried her face in his chest, and by the time he pushed the door open, her crying had already stopped, but the tear stains on her face were not yet dry, so she immediately buried her face in his chest, not wanting to let him see her current state.

Mu Yichen glanced down at her briefly, then carried her outside.

”Turn off the light!”

At the door, he paused to command.

Qin Mu didn’t turn her head, for the room was too familiar, so she simply stretched out her hand, easily found the switch, and gently pressed it, plunging the room into darkness.

The tall Mu Yichen carried the petite Qin Mu back to their bedroom.

”I think from now on, we need to add one more rule.”

After laying her down on the bed, his hands propped on either side of her, he earnestly proposed.

Qin Mu meant to turn to her side, but was blocked by him, left with no option but to turn her face away, quietly waiting as he spoke without making a sound.

”From now on, regardless of how much we argue, no matter what misunderstandings arise, within this home, we must sleep on this bed! — No going to our daughter’s room! — No sleeping on the couch!”

Qin Mu still remained silent, only the tears on her face slowly drying.

His chest was warm, his breaths coming at her in intermittent bursts. Slowly, Qin Mu turned to look at him again, stubbornly asking, ”Can I go to sleep now?”

Her eyes were red!

Her voice was hoarse!

Mu Yichen looked at her, and suddenly felt a pang in his heart, and withdrew his hands from her sides.

When he got back into bed and lifted the blanket to lie down, she had already turned her back to him again.