CHAPTER 343: CHAPTER 342: ATTEMPTING SUICIDE (6)

Shi Che’s palm was warm, gently touching her cheek, that warmth against her cold face brought a tinge of warmth.

Even though that warmth was on her face, Ling Chuxia felt it was pressing against her heart.

She lifted her eyes to look at Shi Che, and inadvertently, she met his dark eyes. He was intently watching her, his eyes as deep as ever. However, at this moment, she could feel a hint of pity in his gaze.

Pity?

Was Shi Che feeling pity for her?

In fact, she had seen such an expression in his eyes more than once, but in the past, she never dared to entertain the thought. Yet now, her heart uncontrollably skipped a beat at the idea.

She hadn’t misseen, had she? Shi Che was feeling pity for her, he was worried about her, right?

She didn’t know whether Shi Che liked her or not, but at least he must have some feelings for her, right? Otherwise, why would he be concerned, feel pity for her, no?

Many questions wandered in her mind, so many words felt like they were on the verge of spilling out. Yet now, she couldn’t say or ask anything.

A pressure slowly built over Ling Chuxia’s chest, making it slightly difficult to breathe.

"Go back to sleep for a while," Shi Che’s voice gently sounded. Then he stood up, assisted Ling Chuxia back to lying down on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and carefully tucked in the corners.

After doing all this, he stood straight, turned around, and was about to leave.

Ling Chuxia watched as he turned his back, and for some reason, she didn’t want him to go at all; she really wanted him to stay with her, she didn’t want to be alone like this.

Almost without thinking, her hand reached out again, grasping Shi Che’s hand, and the words slipped out, "Shi Che, can you stay and sleep with me?"

Shi Che’s footsteps abruptly halted, a glimmer in his eyes solidified, and he turned back to look at Ling Chuxia.

Ling Chuxia hadn’t realized that she would directly call out Shi Che’s name, and that too, so straightforwardly.

But at this moment, she didn’t shy away as usual but gazed at Shi Che with wide open eyes, even anticipating his answer.

Ling Chuxia’s eyes were pitch-black and bright, a flicker of light moving in their depths, vaguely revealing her slight anticipation.

For the past three years, she had never actively asked him to stay with her, would rather have stayed as far away from him as possible, but now... she was initiating the request for him to stay with her?

Had he misheard, or was it a hallucination?

Shi Che stood frozen in place, his expression stunned, unable to react as he looked at Ling Chuxia.

Silence hung in the air, and Ling Chuxia’s expectation gradually dissipated, even a hint of disappointment painted her eyes. Had she overestimated herself?

The light in Ling Chuxia’s eyes slowly dimmed, her fingers that were gripping Shi Che’s hand inevitably began to loosen bit by bit.

Shi Che felt Ling Chuxia’s hand that had been tightly holding his begin to relax; a shock ran through him, and he quickly regained his senses. With a light grip, he held onto Ling Chuxia’s hand, preventing her withdrawal.

His warm palm encased her hand, Ling Chuxia’s heart trembled involuntarily, and without thinking, she looked up only to see Shi Che’s dark eyes gazing at her, the corners of his lips faintly curling with a hint of a smile, and then she heard his voice, low and gentle, "Okay."