In the blink of an eye, Lin Er had already walked in front of him and looked up slightly at him.

Maybe she stayed on the balcony for a long time, and Xie Yan was carrying damp water vapor on his body.

After giving Liner the coat, he was left with a loose white sweater, and the cuffs of the sweater were folded upwards, and the exposed wrist bones were particularly distinct in the night.

The air was filled with wet mist, and the cold air brought by the rain touched the skin and it made me feel cold. Xie Yan's hands were as cold as if there was no temperature, but he seemed to have not felt it and just looked at her with his eyes slightly lowered.

Lin Er slowly pulled his hand up and felt his fingertips tremble slightly.

After a moment, Xie Yan asked her in a silence: "When did you come?"

Liner whined, not sure whether he was asking her when she came to the restaurant or when she came to the balcony, so he vaguely said: "It won't take a while."

The balcony here is semi-open, and the wind blows in with wet water vapor. After standing on the balcony for a long time, Xie Yan's sleeves were mostly wet.

Liner pulled him inside, feeling that his hands were so cold that it was really unreasonable, like a corpse that had just been moved out of the coffin.

So she frowned slightly and asked, "Are you cold?"

After pausing for a moment, Xie Yan shook his head gently: "It's not cold."

The urgency in his eyes disappeared in an instant, as if the boy with a sharp blade hidden in his eyebrows she had just seen was just an illusion that she had in a trance.

Thinking that Xie Yan didn't want her to see this, Lin Er planned to take this matter lightly, but she didn't want Xie Yan to mention it first: "I heard it just now?"

Lin Er tilted his head, said "Yeah", and did not deny it.

Like a prisoner who received a verdict, Xie Yan listened to the sound of her speech and even his breathing paused for a very short time.

His eyes were already a little deeper, and his other hand that was hanging beside him was unconsciously clenched until his finger bones turned slightly white.

After a while, he heard him whispering to her: "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Xie Yan deliberately avoided her gaze, and his thick eye feathers pressed down low, covering two narrow and dark shadows under his eyes.

At this moment, Lin Er realized his quiet mood that he could not suppress.

He seemed to be nervous.

Liner held his hand without letting go, but instead hooked tighter.

Her chin raised slightly, looked up at him, and asked almost bluntly: "Xie Tiantian, what are you nervous about?"

Xie Yan didn't say anything.

Liner looked at him without blinking.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, she turned closer to him and almost stuck to his arms.

She asked again: "Are you scared?"

It's still an extremely straightforward question.

Xie Yan made a sound this time. The hand he hung beside him slowly loosened, his fingertips against the slightly cool fabric of his trousers, and his tone was low and slow, "Oh".

"Then what are you afraid of?" Lin Er still tilted his head and stared at him.

Facing the pair of light amber eyes that were clean enough to be free of impurities, Xie Yan gently pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled mockingly.

"I'm afraid you're afraid of me," he said softly.

His voice was very light, a little cool, like a flying snow hovering in the quiet forest, blown by the wind and falling silently from the branches.
Chapter completed!