He even had a sense of disgust when the woman got closer to him.
Indeed, the feeling of holding another woman in his arms was very different from the feeling of holding “her”.
When he arrived in front of the rental apartment, he squatted down and took out the spare key under the mat in front of the door. He knew that she always liked to put the spare key there, saying that it was in case she forgot to take her key when she left for work.
He pushed open the door. The lights in the room were still on, and her slender figure was sitting next to the table. Half of her upper body was lying on the table, and her head was tilted to the side as she slept.
He looked at her sleeping face under the light, which was as tranquil as a chrysanthemum flower. It was so peaceful that his heart seemed to become peaceful the moment he saw her.
He raised his hand and gently fiddled with the strands of hair lying over her cheeks. It seemed that he would not get tired of looking at her even if it was for the rest of his life.
A moment later, he bent down and carefully lifted her up from the chair.
Even though he deliberately tried to be as gentle as possible, the movement still woke her up.
"Jin..." She opened her eyes in a daze. Her hazy almond eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of frosted glass.
"Yes, I'm back," he said, "I'll take you to bed and you can keep sleeping."
As he spoke, he held her in his arms and walked toward the bed.
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