Once it was over, JingYuan carried YiHan into the bathroom for a thorough washing, changed the bedsheets, carried YiHan back to bed, went for a shower himself and cleaned the bathroom. Once he was done tidying, the sky to the east was already a pale white.
JingYuan was still very much wide awake. He carefully crawled into bed and laid down next to YiHan. He gently pulled YiHan into his arms and let out a satisfied sigh.
He couldn’t bear falling asleep. He just stared down at YiHan’s sleeping form with a tender gaze.
YiHan was dead asleep.
JingYuan lovingly tapped the tip of YiHan’s nose. This little one was so loud. If it wasn’t because he’s always been a child who woke up easily to noises and had a bad temper when he did, the Bai parents wouldn’t have specifically reinforced the soundproofing of this room. Then, the racket that was in this room would’ve shocked the Bai family.
Traces of joy hung on JingYuan’s face. His lips kissed YiHan’s forehead. This day had been more thrilling than a roller coaster ride. His little one fished him out of his suffering with his own two hands, then placed him on the sweetest clouds at the top of the world. YiHan was his saviour.
Next week is the Lucky Cat’s turn.