Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

Fu Sichen took a shower and changed into a cute pineapple-colored nightgown with glasses. The skirt swayed down her calves, and her long hair was loose, with a bow on her head.

She was tiptoeing to reach the clothesline on the high shelf, her long hair swaying gently in the hazy moonlight.

Even without the scenery of lakes and mountains, she was like an elf who had suddenly fallen into the world.

Yu Shinan walked over, reached down the clothes hanger from the high shelf, and handed it to her.

He stood beside her, saying nothing more, just waiting to help her hang it up again.

But Fu Sichen held the clothes rack and didn't move.

Holding her freshly washed little clothes in her hand, she didn't know whether to hang them up or not.

She reached out and pushed him away. "I can do it myself."

The girl had just taken a shower; her hands were wet and cool. When she pushed them against his arm, it was like cold water being poured into a hot iron pot, instantly causing steam to rise.

Yu Shinan's gaze fell on her hands, watching her turn her hands behind her back to avoid him.

The question he asked Ding Jing could have been avoided.

There are no "what ifs" in many things. I just suddenly wonder, if there were "what ifs," and time could be turned back, would the answer be different?

The mother's answer was direct and practical.

He's past the age where he'd be easily swayed by a single remark from someone, but hearing it still felt like a huge rock had struck his chest.

This caused him to lose his composure in front of his mother, his emotions became uncontrollable, and his temper was clearly evident.

This feeling, both surging and strange, impacted every bone in my body.

He reached up and pressed his brow; his throat felt hot and burning.

The moonlight kissed her bare shoulders. The man's desire for the woman was obvious, but it didn't necessarily mean he was in love. Most of the time, it was just a physical craving.

Yu Shinan reached out and ruffled her hair. Her hair was still wet, and the water at the ends soaked through her nightgown, forming a water stain around her eyes and clinging to her slender waist.

The loose nightgown couldn't hide her small waist.

"Dry your hair before you sleep. There's a hairdryer in the shower, why isn't it being used?" he asked in a low voice.

"No need for a hairdryer, it's so hot, it'll dry in no time." Fu Sichen looked up at him, his voice low and gentle, his heart pounding and settling.

She was happy when he was standing beside her.

This happiness will disappear sooner or later; she needs to be mentally prepared.

Yu Shinan hummed in agreement, withdrew his hand from her head, and walked outside.

The sound of the courtyard gate closing echoed.

Fu Sichen turned around and saw Ding Jing standing beside him staring at the door. He shook his head and sighed.

"Auntie." Fu Sichen wanted to ask her what was wrong, but Ding Jing just smiled and didn't say much. She told her to rest early and went back to her room.

Fu Sichen turned on the air conditioner, snuggled under the covers, and scrolled through his phone, listening to the outside world, but didn't hear any noise for a long time.

I don't know where he went.

Fu Sichen got up and quietly opened the door.

The countryside nights lack neon lights and quiet down earlier than the city, with the sounds of dogs barking and insects chirping making the silence even more palpable.

A lamp was lit in the courtyard, and moths fluttered under its umbrella-shaped shade.

The gate opened, and there were no lights in the alley except for those in houses with lights on, preventing the alley from becoming completely dark.

Fu Sichen stood at the door and looked in both directions, but saw no one. She half-closed the door and ran out, first to one end of the alley, but seeing no one, she turned to the other end.

The village wasn't as backward as I imagined. The two-story general's house, the courtyard, and the vegetable garden were far better than the cramped living conditions of the average migrant worker in the city.

However, many houses are vacant and unattended, making the area appear desolate.

Before she even reached the alley entrance, a dog suddenly barked, followed by the sound of a chain being tightened, which startled Fu Sichen so much that she screamed and rushed forward.

Yu Shinan came from one side of the fork in the road and saw the woman rushing towards him. He reached out and stopped her, asking, "What are you doing?"

"Brother Nan!"

Fu Sichen rushed into his arms and hugged him tightly, her heart pounding in her chest. "You scared me to death! You scared me to death!"

The guard dog is still barking.

Yu Shinan looked down at the woman holding him; her summer clothes were so thin they offered no protection whatsoever.

She held him tightly, her soft body pressed against his, without any gap between them.

He could keenly perceive her curves, like water, perfectly matching his own, pressed tightly together.

In the darkness, a flame flickered in the man's eyes, but he forcefully suppressed it. "What are you doing out here instead of at home?"

"You still dare to talk? What have you been doing out here? Why haven't you gone back yet?" Fu Sichen asked, turning his head to look at the big dog trapped in the shadow of the low wall, still barking incessantly.

The iron chain that was attached to it rattled loudly.

That's fierce.

Fu Sichen hugged him tightly, pressing him even closer.

Yu Shinan reached out to grab her wrist, but she held on tightly and wouldn't let go.

"It can't bite you, it's on a leash."

"Won't the chain break if it's still on? What if it does?"

"Are you going to stand here and listen to it bark? Let's go home."

Fu Sichen said "Oh," but her feet were still on his shoes. "My shoes slipped off."

I was really startled just now, and I ran away as fast as I could. The slippers that Ding Jing had given her were already a bit too big and didn't fit properly, so they flew off in an instant.

"Where did it go?" Yu Shinan looked around but couldn't see it.

"I didn't notice either. It shouldn't have gone very far." She took his arm with one hand and hopped on one foot. "Are there any in the bushes over there?"

She grabbed him, ready to jump over and find it like a little frog. As they approached the bushes, he suddenly played a prank, scaring her, "There's a snake!"

"what!"

Fu Sichen screamed and grabbed him, clinging to his neck and climbing onto him, trembling with fear!

Yu Shinan couldn't help but laugh, a deep laugh escaping from his chest. He put his arm around her to prevent her from falling.

The moment he smiled, she knew he was lying to her!

Fu Sichen, annoyed, slapped him on the shoulder. "Nan-ge, you're so mean! You know what I'm most afraid of, and you still scared me!"

She was genuinely scared!

I experienced this when I was a child, and it left me with a psychological scar. If it's mentioned suddenly without any warning, I'll tremble with fear.

Her eyes welled up with tears from fright, reflecting the moonlight, and she looked so pitiful that it could melt anyone's heart.

She wanted the stars, and she would do anything to pluck them for her.

"Why are you so scared!" he said with a smile, his heart softening.

"As for... I'm scared." Fu Sichen's nose stung, and she sounded aggrieved.

She tightened her grip on his neck.

Yu Shinan carried her forward, and Fu Sichen suddenly tensed up, clamping her legs tightly around his waist. "What are you doing?"

The man's muscles tensed up. He looked down at her and said, "I'll help you find your shoes."

"I don't want to. I'm not looking anymore." She was terrified and refused to go into the bushes, even if he was there. She had goosebumps all over her body.

Yu Shinan felt helpless, but also found her expression amusing. Night had fallen so quickly that, apart from the moon, no one could see them.

No one even reminded them how inappropriate their posture was.

The man lightly touched her forehead. "Coward."

A doting, ambiguous, and seemingly subtly smiling feeling lingered in the air.

Fu Sichen's heart collapsed completely, not a single part of it remained intact, all of it crumbling onto him.

Thoroughly.

Her nose stung terribly, and she suddenly bit his neck in a fit of rage.