Sweet, Although Short Chapter 25

Editor: Amaris

Xia Yan, "…"

Ning Can was stunned. He stuttered, "I'm not deceiving you, these four years, I really, I really haven't…"

Xia Yan smiled. The haziness in his eyes was completely swept away and his expression was gentle like when he was young. "I know."

Ning Can wouldn't lie about such a thing. If it wasn't because he really couldn't do it, he wouldn't have said that he couldn't in his whole life.

This was coming from a person who was frightened because of a horror movie that he shivered when clutching the pillow, yet wouldn't admit that he was scared of ghosts.

Ning Can sighed, then he lowered his head and murmured, "Why did it suddenly become alright, how weird."

Xia Yan didn't dare to look anymore. He prepared his clothes and said, "It's already late, you should go to bed."

Ning Can looked at Xia Yan. "Let's sleep together?"

Xia Yan, "Mn." His voice was really light just like his body at this moment.

When it came to sleeping, Ning Can probably had 'climbed' into Xia Yan's bed more often than his mother's when he was a child.

At that time, Father Ning maintained the western-style parenting (he was afraid his wife would be s.n.a.t.c.hed away). When Ning Can was just three months old, Father Ning had already driven him away to a crib. After being weaned, he would immediately be thrown back to the nursery. He was never allowed to disturb the couple's night life.

Ning Can had always been sleeping alone until he met Xia Yan.

They met when they were about three or four years old. When he stayed at Xia Yan's house for the first time, Ning Can slept on Xia Yan's bed.

Since then, the two of them had slept together countless times.

The two of them knew each other really well, but they realized that this 'sleeping together' was different from before.

Ten minutes later, Ning Can whispered repeatedly, "Xia Yan… What should I do, it's still erect…"

Xia Yan felt extremely thirsty. When he came back to his senses, they had already snuggled together.

"Don't be afraid," Xia Yan said with a hoa.r.s.e voice. "This won't be like that night."

It was really different. Ning Can who was hurt badly that time felt that he was in paradise tonight.

Before going to sleep, Xia Yan hugged Ning Can tight, then called his name out in a soft voice.

Ning Can squinted his eyes in response. After listening for a while, he spoke under his breath, "Alright, alright, you've said my name so many times."

Xia Yan went silent.

Ning Can was still a bit sober. He suddenly said some words filled with emotion, "In these four years, I always dream of you. In my dream, you're calling my name."

Xia Yan had always been calling his name. Xia Yan had always been calling Ning Can's name in his heart all the time.

And now, Xia Yan could finally say it.

"Ning Can…" Xia Yan called him again.

Ning Can wasn't bothered, he looked up to Xia Yan with sparkling eyes instead. "Call all you want to make up for the past four years."

In the twinkling of an eye, the surging warm current rushed to Xia Yan's heart like the sea waves. He felt something unprecedented——Ning Can had returned. Ning Can, who gave him countless warmth, had really returned.