Chapter 1146 — Wei Zhao's Secret Worries
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To begin with, the mood between them out there had been ambiguous and awkward enough; but now that they had stepped inside the tent, it turned downright uncomfortable.
It was not that Wei Zhao and Feng Xiaoxiao had never had the chance to be alone in a room together — on the contrary, that one time Feng Xiaoxiao had even "laid herself bare." But back then there had been nothing between them; at most they were classmates, deskmates. Now, though, they were a couple.
A couple, yes — even if there was a measure of pretense and revenge in it. But whatever the beginning had been, both of them now felt that certain something for each other, and that changed everything.
"Xiaoxiao, after all that seafood today, do you feel at all unwell?" Wei Zhao was the first to break the awkwardness, steering them onto a more serious subject. It was, of course, something that had been weighing on him — last time Feng Xiaoxiao's attack had come of eating too much seafood.
"I'm fine. Nothing particularly uncomfortable — I didn't eat that much this time." Feng Xiaoxiao had not expected Wei Zhao to be so concerned for her, and warmth rose in her heart in waves. It seemed Wei Zhao treated her so well — could she really go through with her revenge?
Even as Feng Xiaoxiao's heart melted, she grew more afraid — afraid that her death would bring trouble upon Wei Zhao.
In that moment she felt an urge to confess everything to Wei Zhao, but the words reached her lips and would not come out.
"That's good. If you feel unwell, you must tell me early, so I can be ready," Wei Zhao said.
"Mm..." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded. She was not as nervous now as she had been before.
"Then let's rest early. Tomorrow at dawn we're going to watch the sunrise." Wei Zhao said to Feng Xiaoxiao, "Shall I turn off the light? The lamp in this tent is rechargeable — I'm afraid of running it down."
"Mm, all right... Huh? Going to sleep now?" Feng Xiaoxiao was taken aback for a moment before it registered — Wei Zhao wanted to sleep?
She looked at him uncertainly. This "rest" of Wei Zhao's — was it truly rest, or was it, once the light was off, doing the things a couple ought to do?
"The sunrise by the sea comes very early. If we don't get some sleep now, we won't be able to get up in the morning," Wei Zhao said.
"Oh..." From his words Feng Xiaoxiao could not tell what he really meant, so she simply answered.
Wei Zhao reached out and switched off the tent lamp, and darkness fell over the tent at once.
"Let's sleep. Good night," Wei Zhao said, lying down.
Feng Xiaoxiao was slightly startled. She had not expected that when Wei Zhao said sleep, he truly meant sleep. From the look of him, he had no intention of even taking off his outer clothes, nor of edging any closer to her — which left her a little ill at ease.
She lay with her eyes open, looking at Wei Zhao beside her. He was lying flat on his back.
Lying this close together, she ought to have been nervous and excited, but Feng Xiaoxiao felt none of it — because it seemed to her that Wei Zhao had no intention of going any further at all.
She waited a long while, and still Wei Zhao showed no reaction. Inwardly she cursed him for a block of wood. A lone man and a lone woman sharing a tent, and he had not a single thought? Even she, a girl, was having thoughts — why wasn't he?
"Wei Zhao... husband... are you asleep?" Feng Xiaoxiao finally could not help asking.
"Not yet." Wei Zhao opened his eyes with a wry smile. In truth, Wei Zhao was no Liu Xiahui; he had no miraculous art to keep his heart unmoved in a woman's embrace. But he did possess a willpower beyond that of ordinary men.
That Wei Zhao felt something for Feng Xiaoxiao was beyond doubt. But until he had figured out how to handle her situation, how could he be in any mood to do anything else with her?