The heart that had risen to Lin Zhenxin's throat fell back, but Li Yanan's action of turning around and walking back made her tense her body once more.
"Have you... ever encountered something bad in the past?"
Li Yanan pondered repeatedly before asking.
Lin Zhenxin abruptly looked up, seeing his expression, she knew he had misunderstood something.
Did he think that she had been...
Lin Zhenxin was about to shake her head, but saw Li Yanan sit down in front of her again and, through the thin quilt, pull her back into his arms.
The original cold breath on Li Yanan dissipated, the pine smell turned into another woody fragrance, firm yet reassuring.
"Don't be afraid."
Lin Zhenxin buried her head in his arms, inhaling the masculine scent, and suddenly heard this sentence by her ear.
Just two simple words, but they made Lin Zhenxin's nose and eyes sting.
