Always Together

He looked at her with a sense of desperation, as if burning his bridges.

He was gambling to see if this woman truly had feelings for him.

But Sheng Xiangsi had no choice. With wide, clear eyes, she nodded and stood on tiptoe. "…Okay."

Her soft lips pressed against his, a light kiss.

But a spark can ignite a prairie fire.

Fu Hanjiang quickly supported her back, pulling her deeply into his embrace, as if wanting to merge her with himself!

Then, he opened his mouth.

"Mmm."

This wasn't a kiss.

It was more like a bite.

Sheng Xiangsi felt the pain and frowned. "Fu Hanjiang, it hurts."

"Does it?"

Fu Hanjiang held the back of her head, released her, and panted heavily. When he looked again, her lips were already swollen.

He lifted his hand in regret and gently caressed her lips.

"Sorry."

He had lost control for a moment.

Foreheads touching, his palms cupped her cheeks, his voice low and intertwined with a trace of harshness, contradictory like his person.

"You kissed me. Now you can't escape!"

He kissed her once more after each sentence.

"I gave you a chance to leave, but you didn't. Now, you have no chance to regret."

Sheng Xiangsi leaned against him, shaking her head. "I never wanted to regret…"

Oh, God!

Such a simple sentence felt more precious to Fu Hanjiang than a thousand sweet words or solemn promises.

The heart that had nearly withered from her breaking their date suddenly blossomed with hope.

His palm gently caressed her tender cheek, holding onto the last bit of stubbornness. "Alright, given your sincere attitude, I'll forgive you for tonight!"

Sheng Xiangsi smiled and curved her lips. "Thank you. Ah!"

He suddenly lifted her, her toes barely touching the tops of his feet.

He deliberately kept a straight face. "Be serious, I'm talking business with you."

"Oh." Sheng Xiangsi clung to his shoulders, mimicking his stern expression.

Fu Hanjiang raised an eyebrow, feeling pleased. "I told you to leave, but you didn't. This time, it's not me forcing you; you stayed voluntarily. Right?"

"Yes." Sheng Xiangsi had no rebuttal and could only nod.

This made the man even happier. "To be honest, being with me wasn't entirely forced by me, was it?"

Otherwise, why didn't she leave when she had the perfect chance tonight?

But perhaps, she didn't like him enough… Otherwise, why would some roommate be able to take her away from him so easily?

Forget it, a true man doesn't bicker with his own woman.

"Sheng Xiangsi."

Still holding her in that position, he lifted her higher. "I will make you like me a little more, even more than you do now."

He asked her, "Do you believe me?"

The man's dark eyes, for once, were free of complex emotions, clear and pure as if one could see through them.

Sheng Xiangsi felt a sudden pang of panic but quickly smiled lightly. "I'll wait and see."

A noncommittal answer.

As they say, quarrels by the bed, reconciliations by the pillow. They had plenty of those reconciliations that night.

...

The next morning.

When Sheng Xiangsi opened her eyes, it was almost eleven.

Moving Fu Hanjiang's arm off her waist, she got up to shower. When she came out, he was already awake.

While she was combing her hair in front of the mirror, Fu Hanjiang, who had just finished his shower, walked out.

"By the way, I have something for you."

With that, he left the room.

Sheng Xiangsi was puzzled. Where did he go?

Fu Hanjiang went to the garage. Yesterday, in a fit of anger, he had left the item in the car. When he returned, he held a box and placed it on the vanity table.

He gestured towards it with his chin. "Open it and see?"

"What is it?" Sheng Xiangsi put down the comb and lifted the lid.

Inside was a wristwatch. Why did it look so familiar? She had seen this watch somewhere before.

"Does it look familiar?"

Fu Hanjiang smiled as he took the watch out of the box, held Sheng Xiangsi's left wrist, and put the watch on her.

"Yes, it suits you. Your wrist is slender, the strap fits perfectly, and your fair skin complements it well."

Normally, people complement things, but in Fu Hanjiang's words, it was the other way around.

Sheng Xiangsi frowned, reluctant to accept it. "It's too expensive."

"What's expensive? It's just a watch." Fu Hanjiang dismissed it lightly. "It's a matching pair with mine."

Now she remembered.

No wonder it looked familiar—he had one just like it, only larger, the men's version.

He smiled. "I didn't expect it to be ready so soon. But since they had my watch as a template, they just had to replicate it."

That's right, a custom-made Patek Philippe.

The only two identical watches in the world.

Suddenly, Sheng Xiangsi felt the watch was burning hot on her wrist!

"I should put it away. It's too precious. If it gets scratched, damaged, or lost, it would be such a pity."

"Don't worry."

Fu Hanjiang pressed her hand down, stopping her from moving.

"Scratches and damages can be repaired. As for losing it? That's impossible. Each watch has its own unique number, like a person's DNA. As long as the number is there, it can't be lost. Just wear it."

He lifted her hand, bringing it close to her ear.

With a smile, he said, "Listen to it—wearing the same watch as me, it's like we are always together."

Sheng Xiangsi felt a sudden surge in her heart!

What a beautiful line!

...

After getting ready, they went downstairs.

While eating, Fu Hanjiang received a call from Fu Mingzhu. "Yes, okay, got it, grandma. Don't worry, I remember everything."

After hanging up, Fu Hanjiang looked at Sheng Xiangsi's plate and took the egg yolk she didn't eat.

"We need to go to the old house this afternoon. Grandma said there are some things to discuss about my brother's wedding."

"Okay."

After lunch and a short rest, they left together in the afternoon.

Fu Hanjiang drove, but their first stop wasn't Fu's residence.

He explained, "We're going to the hospital first. Grandma's medication is running out. I'll pick up some more for her."

So, they went to the hospital.

Parking the car in the hospital parking lot, Fu Hanjiang asked Sheng Xiangsi, "Do you want to come with me?"

"No." Sheng Xiangsi shook her head decisively, refusing.

Jun Jun was at this hospital! What if they were seen together?

"I'll wait in the car."

"Alright." Fu Hanjiang didn't push. "I'll be quick."

"Okay."

Closing the car door, Fu Hanjiang quickly headed to the pharmacy.

The medication was ready, and he just needed to pick it up. With the bag in hand, he walked through the crowded and noisy hall.

"Uncle!"

Suddenly, a clear voice called out.

Fu Hanjiang instinctively turned around and saw a familiar little face. "Jun Jun!"

Jun Jun wasn't alone; she was with Xu Chun.

She struggled to jump down from Xu Chun's arms and ran towards Fu Hanjiang. "Uncle, Uncle!"

"Hey!"

Fu Hanjiang responded with a smile, bent down, and picked her up with one arm.

"Uncle." Jun Jun's brows furrowed, looking unhappy. "Jun Jun is not happy."