"No, you need to lie down and rest on the bed, that's how your body can recover quickly," Jin Mo softly persuaded, even with a hint of comforting a child.
Tang Yan hesitated, then reached out to pull Jin Mo closer.
Jin Mo clasped his hand and gave it a gentle shake, "Be good, Tang Yan."
But Tang Yan still held onto her hand tightly, as if he would disappear the moment he let go.
He was afraid of this very moment, terrified that Jin Mo's presence was only a dream, that once he woke up, the vast hospital room would be empty, cold and devoid of life.
"Can you sleep with me, please?" Tang Yan asked tentatively, his tone soft.
Jin Mo looked up in surprise; there was not a trace of distraction in his eyes, just a pure desire for Jin Mo's company.
Her heart softened, who could bear to refuse such a Tang Yan?
The usually indifferent and proud man, when he bowed and showed vulnerability, was the most irresistible.
