Chapter 898: The Story of Ling and Heng (161)

Li Nanheng stood by the bed and watched her with a mild expression. Although he did not say a single word, his posture and gaze clearly informed her that he would not allow her to move.

Feng Ling had no choice but to sit back down.

“Feng Ling, since I came to Rogers Pass, have I somehow offended you?” The man watched her sharply.

“No.”

“Then why are you displaying such an attitude to me? Lay down!” Li Nanheng resisted the urge to tear the other bed apart. He lowered his eyes to watch her: “I don’t wish to repeat my words. Lay down and sleep right now.”

Feng Ling did not wish to display her temper so obviously. She also knew that for the past days, Li Nanheng had been sufficiently tolerant of her attitude.

Since she had already returned to this tent, doing anything more would be futile.

She could only pretend as though nothing had happened.

She fell silent for a moment before she began to neaten her clothes. Earlier, he had left her collars askew when he hauled her over. She then laid down and turned over to face him with her back. She closed her eyes and immediately tried to sleep.

Li Nanheng did not request anything more from her. He watched her for a moment before tossing his coat away to lay down.

Feng Ling had assumed she would be fine sleeping with her back facing him. However, the instant he laid down, her sensitive body became tense. Even though they were separated by around twenty centimeters of distance, the memories they shared on this bed began to flood her mind. It left her incapable of composing herself.

Now that the person next to him was her, Li Nanheng rested his head on his arm in satisfaction and closed his eyes.

Late at night, it was quiet in the tent. Feng Ling was pretending to sleep while the man behind her seemed to have fallen asleep. His breathing was rhythmic.

She couldn’t sleep like this.

She quietly sat up and was about to move off the bed when the man abruptly spoke up with his eyes closed. His voice was husky with drowsiness: “Sleep properly. Don’t think about running out to stand in the cold wind.”

Feng Ling faltered. She held in her emotions and turned toward the man to say impatiently: “I can’t sleep. I’m going out for a walk.”

Li Nanheng opened his eyes to watch her: “Why not? Something on your mind? Or is it because of me? I really don’t understand. I only had a few days of fever. Why are you suddenly displaying such an attitude against me?”

“It’s nothing. My body hasn’t been feeling well. Everything I do makes me frustrated. Boss, you don’t have to pay so much attention to me. These are all unnecessary misunderstandings.” Feng Ling’s expression was stiff.

Li Nanheng narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly: “Don’t you know why I pay so much attention to you?”

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Feng Ling abruptly recalled the daring confessions he made to her and was instantly left speechless. She laid back down and tugged the sheets over herself to sleep. She did not wish to say a single more word to him.

She wasn’t sure if she was thankful or upset that he did not remember.

Perhaps it was both.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t experience so many days of discomfort; she did not wish to give him any attention, to see him, or to stand too close to him. She didn’t want to smell the scent on his body. She did not even want to hear the sound of his breathing when he slept.

After living for so many years, Feng Ling was used to being composed and mindless about everything.

But Li Nanheng, this man, had left her wholly defeated.

This was the first time a man had left her feeling so hot-tempered every single day!

On this night, Feng Ling slept poorly. After forcing herself to sleep, she had nightmare after nightmare. In her dreams, she stood in the lounge of their base. The Li family’s elder, the leaders from America, the allied countries, and even the leaders from the base stood there, pointing their fingers at her. They were all enraged by her lies. To think that a man had hidden in the base for so long without being found out.

She stood stiffly within the group as they cursed at her endlessly. She did not attempt to resist them. A moment later, something smashed against her head. She wasn’t sure what it was, and it did not hurt her. However, the sensation repeated over and over again. She turned to see that the people who had surrounded her were now throwing things at her while hurling abuse at her.

Someone had even charged forward to tug her clothes open forcefully. Her binding cloth was revealed, and the group of them frowned harshly. Their expressions were filled with unhappiness as they shook their heads to leave. Finally, a letter of termination was placed in her hand, and she was commanded to leave the base and never to approach XI Base again.

The dream caused Feng Ling to toss and turn in her sleep. She kept frowning and was sleeping poorly.

The base was like a home to her.

She did not wish to leave.

If she had to leave the base, she wouldn’t even know how to continue living.

Li Nanheng heard Feng Ling’s movements from the side and opened his eyes to watch her. Her forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and her brows were furrowed harshly. It seemed like she was struggling in her dreams and was attempting to reject something.

He watched her for a moment and reached out to pull her close. He held her in his arms and took advantage of their posture, bending close to look at the thin layer of sweat on her nose. He gently wiped it off with his finger and began to pat her gently on the back.

In Feng Ling’s nightmares, she was constantly surrounded by fear and loneliness. All of a sudden, Li Nanheng appeared. Before everyone could chase her out, the man approached her and abruptly brought her into his arms. The warmth of his embrace finally gave her flustered heart a sense of security. She stood there, stiffly without moving. Although she could not hear what he said, she could feel the warmth of being in his arms.

It seemed like holding her to sleep worked. Li Nanheng watched as Feng Ling’s brows gradually relaxed and lifted a corner of his lips. He gently rubbed her hair.

He could only stay close to her when she was asleep; to hold her like this for a short while.

He felt that he might really have gone mad. Not only did he suddenly develop feelings for a man, but he also tossed the base aside to come live in a decrepit place like Rogers Pass for nearly a month.

Feng Ling’s body carried the unique fragrance that belonged to her; it wasn’t just her body soap. As he held her, the scent fully surrounded his sense.

Li Nanheng’s heart was moved. He recalled Feng Ling’s expression for the past few days and watched the way she slept comfortably in his arms. His gaze darkened, and he leaned down to kiss her.