942 Perplexed and Smitten 2 (1/2)

”Even if I wasn't coming, he shouldn't be sleeping on the same bed as you anymore. He's no longer a toddler,” said Jin Qingyan, after which he stepped forward in a bid to wake his son up.

However, it was impossible to wake someone up when they're pretending to be asleep. That is, unless they woke up voluntarily. Isn't that so?

Noticing that Jin Yiheng was not waking up at all, Jin Qingyan began to carry him. The moment he was picked up, Jin Yiheng could no longer continue pretending. Instead, he flinched and said, ”Daddy, what are you doing?”

”Go sleep with your brother. I told you umpteen times before, you're already so grown up and you can't sleep together with Mommy anymore. You're going to become a laughingstock if others hear about it.”

”How would others find out if neither of us says anything?”

As soon as his son finished speaking, Jin Qingyan glared at him coldly. Jin Yiheng cringed and dared not make eye contact with Jin Qingyan.

At the end of the day, he still couldn't outargue his overpowering opponent. Hence, Jin Yiheng got out of bed slowly and walked out of the room reluctantly while turning back to look at them with every step he took.

Jin Qingyan strode toward the door and locked it from the inside.

Noticing that he seemed a little flushed and out of sorts, she asked softly, ”Why do you seem to be unwell?”

”I'm running a fever.”

The weather had been fluctuating lately. Having a fever during summer was the worst. ”Have you taken your medicine?” she asked.

”Yes,” he answered, sounding a little hoarse. He removed his clothes and lay down beside her, pressing his warm face against hers.

An Xiaoning closed her eyes while snuggling up in his embrace, enjoying the peace and tranquility of the night.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, he stuck his hand beneath her shirt and began moving it downward from her abdomen.

She grabbed his hand to stop him and said, ”You're still running a fever.”

”I want it.”

She sat up straight and looked at him. ”You really want to?”

”Yes. I'll recover from my cold once I sweat it out.”

”What bullshit is that? Shall we take a hot bath together?” An Xiaoning suggested.

”Sure.”

”Alright, lie down while I fill the tub with water. I'll call you once it's filled.”

She got out of bed and entered the bathroom. She then rinsed the bathtub before filling it with water.

By the time she finished filling the bathtub with water, he was already fast asleep.

Considering the fact that he was ill, An Xiaoning decided not to wake him up and instead switched off the bathroom lights quietly. She then tiptoed toward the bed and lay down beside him.

She lay on her side and rested her head in her hand while gazing at him closely. He seemed to be extremely at ease beside her and appeared completely relaxed and unguarded.

After gazing at him for a while, An Xiaoning switched off the air conditioner and went to bed as well.

....

After resting at home for a few days, An Xiaoning returned to the Autumn Palace. She decided to release the news of Lin Shishi passing away during labor.

An Xiaoning did not care about what others thought about the matter. She cremated the corpses of Lin Shishi and her son, which were then placed inside a crystal urn. She then buried their ashes together.

An Xiaoning was overwhelmed with a complicated mix of emotions while staring at the tombstones.

Dressed in black from head to toe, she stood in the rain with a black umbrella in hand.

There was no one else around her.

”You're finally reunited with each other…”

Those were the last words she left for them, despite knowing that there was no way they could have heard her.