“I know.” Evelyn held her breath and dared not to move a bit. She could only hear her heart beating so violently.
Right then, she was so nervous. However, she didn’t want to retreat. Instead, she took the initiative and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Everything happened so naturally.
...
In the morning, the sunshine shone through the crack of the curtain, falling into the room gently.
In the bed, Evelyn’s small body was nestling in Andrew’s arms. She was still sleeping soundly.
When the clock on the wall showed it was eight o’clock, Evelyn felt her cheek tickled. “Hmm--”
She moved a bit and slowly opened her eyes. There was light in the room. She closed her eyes and opened them twice. Then she completely opened them.
"Are you awake?" Andrew's eyes were opened, but he couldn't see her. He could only stroke her features with his hands.
Probably it was because Andrew couldn’t see her, she wasn’t embarrassed. Reaching out her hands, she also stroked his features. The longer she looked at him, the more handsome she felt he was. She looked up and pecked him on his lips. “Are you hungry?” she asked.
It was already past eight. Usually, they had breakfast at seven o’clock in the morning.
“Ehn--” He answered in a deep tone as if it was from his chest. In the end, he lengthened the tone, sounding so ambiguous.
Evelyn grabbed the towel to cover herself. “I’ll cook for you...”
As soon as she lifted the quilt, Andrew wrapped her slender body with his hands and held her together with the quilt in his arms together.
“Let me get up. I’ll prepare for the breakfast.” Evelyn slightly struggled.
“You are my breakfast.” Andrew held her tightly with his strong arms. “You are a little liar.”
Evelyn was confused in silence.
“You told me you are ugly. Didn’t you lie?”
“Can you see me now?” Hurriedly, she waved her hand in front of him and muttered, “It shouldn’t be. It will take at least several times for you to get better.”
Andrew's eyes were not caused by any injury. When he was in the mountain, the power of some kind of butterfly dropped in his eyes, so it caused disturbances of visual acuity.
This kind of butterfly had quite colourful wings.
Seeing that he didn’t respond, she could tell that he still couldn’t see anything yet. She asked, “You can’t see me at all. How do you know I’m not ugly?”
Andrew smiled without answering her.
Every night, he would stroke her face with his hands. Although he didn’t have a clear picture, he had a rough illusion, which was told by his fingers. He roughly pictured what she looked like in his mind.
Evelyn suddenly felt a bit frustrated, afraid that her appearance would disappoint him.
She clung to her fact on his chest. "No matter what I look like, you must remember how well I treat you."
“I won’t forget.”
Andrew kissed her on her forehead gently.
However, right now, in the town.
Noah said, “We’ve searched for him here. The top has sent several men here. Why did you have to come here in person?”
Matthew looked solemn. “If your son disappeared and no one knew if he was alive, would you feel easy?”
Noah was rendered speechless.
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