103: Chapter 103 Wang Yang, I Like You

Luo Shiyun's face was flushed blood-red, and she buried her face in his neck, not daring to look at him.

The way Wang Yang had chased away the ex-boyfriend who had been pestering her was still flashing in her mind.

That man was named Chen Feng, and he was usually very fierce.

Yet, in front of Wang Yang, he had been scared out of his wits, scrambling away on his hands and knees.

That contrast made her find it a bit funny now, yet she couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

Wang Yang's hand moved gently from her waist upward; it was nothing else, just to help her catch her breath.

She had been struggling for a long time while being dragged by Chen Feng, so her back had been tense the whole time and was still stiff now.

His fingertips gently traced her spine, vertebra by vertebra, kneading her stiff muscles to help her relax.

Luo Shiyun's body grew softer and softer as she leaned against him, and the lingering fear from just now slowly dissipated.

Her previously tense body was now slowly relaxing.

Her whole person felt soft, like a kitten that had found a support, and she nuzzled into his embrace.

"Wang Yang... let's, let's go sit in the room. We've been standing here for a long time, and my legs are sore."

Her voice was soft, tinged with shyness, and still a bit breathless—the result of being scared just moments ago.

Wang Yang smiled and lowered his head to say into her ear, his voice gentle and tender, without a hint of frivolity.

"Alright, whatever you say. You must have been terrified just now. Let me help you over to sit, and I'll pour you a glass of warm water so you can calm down."

Luo Shiyun was stunned for a moment. She had originally thought...

That Wang Yang would be like those other men she had met, taking advantage of her being moved to do something inappropriate.

She hadn't expected his first reaction to be concern about whether she was scared and offering to pour her water.

Her heart warmed up instantly, and her nose felt a bit sore.

Before she could react, Wang Yang was already supporting her waist and slowly walking towards the bedroom.

Her wrist, where Chen Feng had been pulling her, was now red all around.

When Wang Yang walked, he deliberately slowed his pace, afraid of tugging on her hand.

Luo Shiyun leaned against him, her fingers gently gripping the corner of his clothes, her breathing slowly steadying.

She began to tell him about her situation.

Chen Feng was her ex-boyfriend; they had broken up half a year ago, but he had been pestering her ever since.

Back when she was with him, she discovered that he not only gambled but also hit people.

She was so scared that she quickly broke up with him, but as a result, he pestered her endlessly, demanding a breakup fee and claiming she had spent his money.

She had given him money several times, hid from him several times, changed jobs, and moved houses, but she couldn't get away.

This time she moved to Yunxi Terrace, thinking she could finally get away from him, but she hadn't expected him to find her again.

Today, just after she finished Yoga and opened the door, he was blocking the entrance and grabbed her immediately.

He demanded she get back together with him, or else he would post her photos around the residential complex.

And cause a scene at her company; she was almost driven crazy.

Wang Yang listened, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter, and he gently patted her back, soothing her.

"It's alright now, it's all over. I've already told him that if he dares to harass you again, I'll call the police immediately. He won't dare."

"I've already noted down his ID number. If he dares to come back, I have plenty of ways to deal with him."

Luo Shiyun nodded, leaning into his embrace, and tears fell again—not out of fear, but out of being moved.

She was struggling alone in this city and had no one to talk to when she was wronged.

She lived in fear every day, not daring to turn off the lights to sleep at night, just afraid that Chen Feng would suddenly break in.

Today, someone had finally helped her, and it was someone she had always had a bit of a crush on.

Wang Yang helped her sit on the bed, then turned to go to the living room to pour her a glass of warm water and brought over a small blanket.

She had been shivering with cold from fear just now, and although she had recovered, her body was still cold.

He handed the cup to her and covered her legs with the small blanket.

"Drink some water to warm up. You were so scared you went pale just now."

Luo Shiyun took the cup, her fingers brushing against his fingertips; his were hot, while her hands were icy.

She took a sip, the warm water sliding down her throat and warming her heart.

She looked up at Wang Yang, her eyes red, with teardrops still hanging on her eyelashes.

"Thank you, Wang Yang. Really, thank you. If you hadn't happened to come over today, I wouldn't have known what to do."

Wang Yang sat next to her, reached out, and gently wiped the tears from her face with his thumb, his movements very light, afraid of hurting her.

"Why are you being so polite with me? It just so happened I came over today; otherwise, I wouldn't have known you were suffering such a great injustice."

Luo Shiyun looked at him; his eyes were bright, filled entirely with concern, without any other messy, complicated things.

She suddenly gathered her courage, reached out, hugged his waist, and buried her face in his chest.

"Wang Yang, I... I have liked you for a long time. Ever since you helped me fix the water pipes last time, I have liked you."

Wang Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled, reached out to hug her, and gently patted her back.

"I know. I feel the same."

It turned out he had seen it all along; that day when she was drunk, leaning in his embrace and telling him her innermost thoughts.

He had known then, but he hadn't dared to say it, afraid of scaring her.

Luo Shiyun's face flushed instantly.

Buried in his chest, she didn't dare to look up. So he had known all along.

Then, by saying it out loud just now, had she been a bit too forward?

Wang Yang lowered his head, looking at the top of her head, soft and fragrant.

He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her forehead, very lightly, very gently.

Luo Shiyun trembled all over, looked up at him, her eyes watery.

Like a little deer, tinged with shyness and a bit of anticipation.

Wang Yang looked at her, then slowly lowered his head and kissed her lips, very lightly.

Very gently, nothing else, just full of affection.

He was afraid of scaring her, so he just touched them lightly and wanted to pull back.

Unexpectedly, Luo Shiyun reached out, wrapped her arms around his neck, and took the initiative to lean in, responding to his kiss.

Wang Yang was stunned for a moment, then deepened the kiss, his hands gently holding her waist, pulling her closer into his embrace.

The living room lights were still on, the curtains were not drawn, and the city lights from outside shone in.

Bright and clear, falling upon the two of them, warm and cozy.

Luo Shiyun's hands clutched his clothes, gripping them tightly, as if afraid he would run away.

She had waited for this day for a long time.

From the first time she saw him, when he helped her fix the water pipes, she had a good impression of him.

But at that time, she didn't dare to say it, afraid she wasn't good enough for him, afraid her troublesome affairs would implicate him.

Wang Yang's hands were also holding her back, gently, soothing her.

He could feel her body still trembling slightly—partly from the fear just now, and partly from shyness now.

So he did nothing else, just held her, kissed her, and soothed her.

Luo Shiyun leaned in his embrace; slowly, her body stopped trembling.

Her whole person relaxed, and she could feel his heartbeat, very steady, very strong.

It made her feel especially secure; so, this is what it feels like to have someone to rely on.

Wang Yang kissed her, and slowly, they separated.

Their foreheads touched, their breaths intertwined. He looked at her face, flushed red like a ripe apple.

Her eyes were watery, especially cute.

"Shiyun, from now on, with me here, no one will dare to bully you."

Wang Yang's voice was very low, very serious.

Luo Shiyun nodded, and tears fell again.

This time it was out of happiness; she leaned in his embrace and nodded.

"Mm, I know."

Wang Yang smiled and reached out to wipe her tears.

"Why are you crying again? Are you still scared?"

Luo Shiyun shook her head and nuzzled his chest.

"No, it's because I'm happy."

She looked up at him, then took the initiative to kiss his lips.

This time she was a bit more proactive; she wanted to tell him her feelings.

Wang Yang also responded to her, his hand gently stroking her hair; her hair was soft and felt nice to touch.

The two of them just held each other like this, kissing, with no other inappropriate actions, just full of affection and security.

The shock from earlier had long been washed away by this sudden sweetness.

Luo Shiyun leaned in his embrace; slowly, she felt a bit sleepy.

She had been scared for a long time, and now that she was relaxed, she felt a bit tired.

Wang Yang felt her body growing softer, so he supported her, let her lean against the headboard, and covered her well with the blanket.

"You're tired, aren't you? Get some sleep, I'll stay here and keep you company."

Luo Shiyun nodded, grabbing his hand, not letting him leave.

"Don't go."

"I won't go, I'll stay here and keep you company."

Wang Yang smiled, sat next to her, and held her hand.

Luo Shiyun looked at him, the corners of her mouth slowly curling up; so happiness was this simple—with him here, it was enough.

The city lights outside shone into the room, warm and cozy.

The two of them just held each other's hands like this, staying quietly, nothing else, only full of sweetness and security.