He finally spoke in a deep voice, "I'll be leaving early tomorrow morning."
"Oh," Wushuang nodded.
Ouyang Che looked at her deeply and said again, "I want to stay tonight..."
Wushuang was stunned, "Stay?!"
He opened his arms and embraced her.
His head rested in the crook of her shoulder, and he said in a muffled voice, "I couldn't sleep just now; whenever I close my eyes, all I can think about is you."
"Wushuang, I won't do anything to you, I just want... to sleep holding you."
He pleaded softly, his voice carrying a hint of vulnerability.
Wushuang felt a bit dazed.
This Ouyang Che was so similar to how he used to be.
Back then, he couldn't sleep either, and he would fall asleep while holding her.
At that time, they were both very young; sleeping while holding each other was nothing, it was all very innocent.
But now, knowing his feelings for her, and with both of them grown and mature, sleeping this way seems quite improper.
