If The Moon Won’t Hold You

to him, who was usually quiet.

“She drank too much and is speaking nonsense.” Yan Xingzhi finally explained.

After all, it was someone taking a presidential suite, and the front desk clerk also smiled politely when seeing this.
“Okay sir, here is the room card.”

They finally got into the elevator, and Yan Xingzhi stood straight.
He kept her upright with one hand around her waist.
Later, because Cen Ning couldn’t stand up straight and kept trying to lie down on the ground, he had no choice but to pick her up and lift her in a bridal carry.

After entering the room, he bent down and put Cen Ning on the bed.

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“Lie down.” He used his backhand to pull at her hand that was around his neck.
But after pulling at it for a bit, he couldn’t pull it away.

“I don’t feel so well—“

“So remember not to drink alcohol in the future.” Yan Xingzhi said and pulled at her hand again.
“Let go, and you’ll be more comfortable after a good night’s sleep.”

“Mhm… I’m not feeling well.” Who knew where Cen Ning got her strength from? She was hugging Yan Xingzhi’s neck like she was hugging a bear plushie at home, and she immediately pulled him down.

Surprised, Yan Xingzhi was pulled down by her.
He was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to get up, he realized that Cen Ning was nestled on his neck.
She was so bold and dared to go to heaven after she was drunk, and rubbed him like he was a rag doll.

“I’m not feeling well.
I have a headache…”

The hot breath sprayed on his neck and ears, and her soft cheeks were pressed flat against his neck.
As soon as he turned, her lips brushed lightly across his skin.
Yan Xingzhi stiffened, his lips pursed tightly, and he tried hard to take her hands off.

“Mmm…” There was sudden wetness on his neck.
Yan Xingzhi stood stiffly, stagnant.

He whispered, “Did I hurt you?”

When Cen Ning whimpered a few more times, the wetness on his neck increased as well.

She was crying silently.

Yan Xingzhi said softly, “Cen Ning?”

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“Can you stop leaving?”

“…”

“Can you, can you not leave…” sobbed Cen Ning.
She was asleep.

Cen Ning was crying hard, and although she didn’t make a sound, he could feel the tears streaming down the collar of his shirt.
He couldn’t understand what she was saying in small bits and pieces, and could only coax her with a good temper in the end.

“Okay, I won’t leave.”

“Stop crying.”

“How old are you, crying like this?”

“Cen Ning…”

After a long time, Cen Ning finally fell asleep and stopped.

Yan Xingzhi got up and moved his almost rigid neck.
After he felt more comfortable, he bent down and lifted the quilt to cover her.

At this moment, the phone in Cen Ning’s bag suddenly rang, and Yan Xingzhi took it out to look.
The screen read: Senior Brother Xia Yi.

He remembered this person.
He was the one who came to pick her up back to school that day.
He was the one who sat drinking beside her today, and it was also his name Cen Ning had been shouting after being drunk just now.

In the silent room, there was only the sound of Cen Ning’s deep breathing.

Yan Xingzhi let the phone vibrate for a while and then pressed the power button to turn it off.

After a few seconds, the screen went completely black.

Yan Xingzhi put the phone back into her bag, and then glanced at Cen Ning, who was sleeping soundly.
He didn’t know why, but he suddenly recalled the incident when she secretly kissed him a few years ago.

At that time, wasn’t she only sixteen?