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His cool palm cupped the back of her head as he leaned down to block her lips. The unfinished words were abruptly silenced. In that moment, warmth enveloped them, and Yao Nian's eyes widened in shock, as if something had exploded in her mind.
His breath was so close that she could hear it, and the soft sensation lasted only a moment before he suddenly pulled away. She stared at him with dazed eyes and slightly parted lips. Shen Du felt as if he had lost his mind.
On the way, neither of them spoke first; only the faint sound of the air conditioning broke the silence. The scene had unfolded too quickly and unexpectedly, leaving Yao Nian questioning whether it had truly happened. Did Shen Du just kiss her?
Her wildly beating heart could not lie, resonating with the shock that echoed in her ears. The car continued its silent journey toward the villa. When Shen Du finally pressed the brake, his fingers tightened around the steering wheel as he stole a glance at her, hesitating to speak.
This was the first time he found himself at a loss for words. How could he explain his impulsive action? It seemed that no explanation would suffice.
"Uncle Shen," Yao Nian broke the silence in the car. Hearing her address him this way intensified his feelings of guilt.
"Hmm?" Shen Du began to respond, only to find his voice unexpectedly tight.
"Are you still going to Shanghai tonight?"
He cleared his throat. "Yes."
"Oh," Yao Nian replied slowly as she unbuckled her seatbelt. "The roads are pretty slippery with the snow."
"Yeah, I'll drive slowly then."
Her vision wasn't great.
I wear glasses.
Maybe the road will be blocked.
I shouldn't have half-heartedly answered, but I couldn't help but laugh at the implication in her words: What are you trying to say?
Yao Nian pressed her lips together and after a long pause, she quietly said, "If you're not in a particular hurry, there are guest rooms at home. You could stay a bit longer."
The two exchanged glances for a few seconds, a subtle tension spreading through the silence, as if even the air around them had turned ambiguous.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Yao Nian curled her fingers and was about to open the car door when he called out to her.
"Wait," Shen Du said, his voice low and hesitant. After what seemed like a long deliberation, he continued, "I'm sorry for what happened earlier."
Yao Nian felt her face flush, but she still tried to maintain her composure. She wanted to tell him it was fine, to confess that she had already developed feelings for him. But before she could speak, Shen Du let out a soft sigh and added, "I know it's not the right time to say anything, but I still need to apologize."
She cautiously tilted her head and met his gaze illuminated by the car lights—his eyes were deep and thoughtful. The man had striking features and a strong profile; under the warm light inside the car, his eyelashes cast shadows on his eyelids like fans. It was a face that would make anyone's heart flutter no matter how many times they saw it.
A surge of courage welled up within Yao Nian. She wanted to show him through her actions that she didn't need an apology. In the cramped space of the car, she placed her hand on the door as if making a decision and slowly leaned closer to him, then quickly pressed her lips against his cheek.
Suddenly recalling that night by the bonfire when she had promised herself not to confess until she was certain of Shen Du's feelings, she realized that in this moment, she was willing to lay bare all her hidden emotions.
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