She Comes Into My Dreams Every Night - Chapter 53

Chapter 53: Out of Place

Amidst the mountains and waters, a waterfall cascaded down.

This camping platform was found by Tu Zhizhuo and her together previously, and even the camping gear they brought now was bought by Tu Zhizhuo back then.

It was just a pity that Tu Zhizhuo was a person of three-minute passions. After using the gear once, she never thought of it again, abandoning everything in the warehouse.

For this reason, when Su Huaiwang pulled the gear out of the warehouse, it was still as good as new after a little tidying up.

The small, low hill was not very high, but when they reached the summit, her heart rate still accelerated uncontrollably.

Su Huaiwang gasped for breath, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

A tissue was handed over from the side. The person looking at her with concern, despite carrying most of the supplies, looked completely normal.

Su Huaiwang took the tissue, feeling slightly awkward and not daring to look at her.

“Let’s pitch the tent here.”

Su Huaiwang circled the flat ground. This spot was not far from the slender waterfall, a silvery white thread of water weaving through the green mountains.

“Okay.”

Lin Jue’s tone was higher than usual, clearly showing her happiness.

Su Huaiwang stared blankly at the waterfall for a moment. When she turned back, a medium-sized two-person tent was already standing upright on the grass.

“That fast?” Su Huaiwang was surprised. “You did it all by yourself. I’m sorry.”

Lin Jue was setting up a simple small table. Hearing her, she gave Su Huaiwang a smile:

“It’s fine.”

“Is there anything else you need help with?” Su Huaiwang walked closer to her.

Lin Jue pondered for a moment, then tentatively asked, “Could you wipe my sweat?”

Su Huaiwang glanced at her forehead, which was clean and without a drop of sweat. She reached out and touched it:

“You did so much work, and you didn’t sweat?”

Lin Jue spoke casually. “The temperature has dropped recently, so it’s not hot. Plus, I’m not the type to sweat easily.”

Su Huaiwang nodded, not pressing further, but still feeling a little puzzled.

It seemed like she had never seen Lin Jue sweat since she met her. Was that even possible?

Before the question could fully develop in her mind, Lin Jue’s voice cut in:

“It’s all set up. Do you want to try out the tent?”

Su Huaiwang immediately turned her head. “Yes.”

Lin Jue was excellent at pitching the tent, infinitely better than the time when she and Tu Zhizhuo had struggled for nearly an hour, fumbling with the instructions. It made Su Huaiwang wonder if she had practiced.

The inside of the tent was already furnished. Su Huaiwang lay down on the mat, facing upwards.

The mat beside her dipped. Another body lay down next to her.

They lay side by side, and for a while, there was quiet silence.

“Do you think we’ll really see the meteor shower tonight?” Su Huaiwang’s soft voice broke the quiet.

Lin Jue didn’t answer her directly but turned her head to look at her. “Have you seen one before?”

Su Huaiwang was slightly startled, then shook her head honestly. “No. Tu Zhizhuo wanted to see one before, but we fell asleep before the meteor shower appeared.”

Afterward, they checked online and found out that a massive meteor shower had occurred shortly after they fell asleep.

Tu Zhizhuo had been frustrated about it for quite some time.

Lin Jue chuckled. “Then I’ll try my best to keep you awake tonight.”

The peak of the tent was washed over by the sunset, stained with a halo of light.

Su Huaiwang suddenly had an inexplicable desire to see Lin Jue’s face.

She turned her head and met Lin Jue’s beautiful, smiling face.

The joy in the amber eyes intensified. Su Huaiwang slightly parted her lips:

“…I hope we succeed this time.”

“We will succeed.” Lin Jue hooked her pinky finger with Su Huaiwang’s. “After all, I’m here.”

Su Huaiwang couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. “What role are you playing in this meteor shower?”

“Hmm…” Lin Jue raised an eyebrow. “The role of waking you up?”

Su Huaiwang was amused and laughed a few more times before sitting up, stretching, and walking out of the tent.

“It’s still early. Let’s make something to eat first.”

Lin Jue also sat up right after but didn’t rush out of the tent.

Her gaze greedily swept over Su Huaiwang’s slender back, seemingly wanting to take in everything about her.

Since Lei Yinyin moved in, the time she could spend alone with Su Huaiwang had become much less, let alone an entire night alone.

The ghostly being, whose heart had long stopped beating, had been excited about this for days. It wasn’t until she touched the other person’s hand in the tent just now that she felt the tangible reality of her happiness.

The corners of her mouth curled up uncontrollably.

She remembered Su Huaiwang’s expression when she handed the dogs over to Lei Yinyin to look after.

Staring at her, her eyes nearly spitting fire, yet powerless.

She stood behind the oblivious Su Huaiwang, secretly tugging at her hair with her fingers, listening to the other person’s pale and feeble warnings, and her mood was inexplicably wonderful.

Like a concubine who successfully won the Emperor’s favor.

Although she was intensely jealous that this tent had been used by Su Huaiwang and Tu Zhizhuo together, she was still slightly grateful that Tu Zhizhuo had bought a two-person tent.

This way, she could not only spend this much time alone with Su Huaiwang but also share a bed after a long time.

Who would believe such a good thing?

Su Huaiwang, who had invited her to watch the meteor shower, was currently standing on the edge of the cliff in a daze. The setting sun stretched her shadow long.

Lin Jue stepped into her shadow:

“Be careful.”

“I will.” The woman didn’t turn her head.

The creature in the shadow extended a pair of pale hands: “…”

A strange sensation around her waist forced Su Huaiwang to look down.

“…Can I hug you?” The jade-white hands asked cautiously, fingers nervously pulling at the hem of her clothes, careful not to touch her skin.

Su Huaiwang lowered her eyes, masking her expression, and nodded.

That strange, complex scent wafted from her again. Lin Jue had smelled it several times since they hugged on the sofa that day.

Lin Jue didn’t know what it meant yet. Even when she obliquely asked, she couldn’t get any different answers.

She should have taken it more seriously, but she was simply too eager.

The moment Su Huaiwang’s head nodded, she eagerly embraced her.

Her arms encircled Su Huaiwang’s waist, her forehead resting on her shoulder, like a symbiotic creature clinging to her, hiding in the shadows, brazenly inhaling her scent.

Su Huaiwang stroked the girl’s head, saying nothing, just watching the sinking sun in the distance, her brows slightly furrowed, seemingly troubled by something.

The sun dropped quickly. Before long, the surroundings were plunged into a clear darkness.

A camping lamp was lit next to the tent. Su Huaiwang and Lin Jue sat on chairs, wrapped in blankets, holding freshly brewed hot drinks.

Su Huaiwang looked at the camping lamp, a little surprised. “The insect repellent we bought this time is really effective.”

Usually, small bugs would swarm around the light source, densely packed, making one’s scalp crawl.

This time, there wasn’t a single one; the lampshade was clean.

“Perhaps it’s also because autumn is approaching, and there are fewer insects,” Lin Jue responded softly.

Su Huaiwang nodded, then yawned.

“Are you sleepy?”

“A little.” Su Huaiwang rubbed her eyes. Her life was usually very routine; she automatically started feeling sleepy when it was time.

“Then take a nap first. I’ll wake you up later.” Lin Jue’s voice sounded like it was blended with cotton, incredibly soft.

Su Huaiwang was about to say no, but for some reason, the more she listened, the sleepier she became. In the end, she had to accept.

“Then I’ll sleep for a bit. Remember to wake me up…” Drowsily, Su Huaiwang curled up in the chair, wrapped in the blanket, and closed her eyes.

The only person who had the right to speak fell silent, and everything around them was also hushed; even the sound of insects was forbidden.

Lin Jue lifted the blanket and stepped onto the grass, silently.

She crouched in front of Su Huaiwang, looking up at her sleeping face. The amber eyes were filled with adoration, anticipation, and dependence that did not belong to a wraith.

Su Huaiwang’s hand, which had fallen limply, was right beside her, but Lin Jue didn’t dare to touch it.

She was still used to peering at Su Huaiwang in this posture, continuously, peering at her immersed in dreams.

Sweetness and agony surged together, transforming into a beautiful emotion.

Lin Jue smiled, leaned toward her sleeve, and rubbed against it.

…

When Su Huaiwang opened her eyes, she was met with Lin Jue’s close-up magnified beautiful face.

Even this close, the girl’s skin was still delicate; she could only see nearly transparent fine hair, and her pores seemed nonexistent.

Su Huaiwang was startled and instinctively shrank back.

Lin Jue’s hand, holding the blanket, paused. A look of disappointment appeared on her beautiful face.

“I thought you looked a bit cold and wanted to put another layer on you…” She lowered her eyebrows and raised her eyes, looking pitiful.

“Th-thank you.” Having just woken up from sleep, Su Huaiwang’s language center hadn’t fully recovered. “I don’t feel very cold.”

Her body under the blanket was warm, making her want to close her eyes and sleep again.

Compared to her, she thought Lin Jue was colder.

One hand reached out from under the blanket and grabbed the girl’s hand.

“Hiss, so cold.”

The girl’s eyebrows furrowed. “Did I freeze you? I’m sorry.”

She was the one who was cold, so why was she apologizing?

To this day, Su Huaiwang still couldn’t quite understand Lin Jue’s way of thinking.

She shivered from the coolness in her hand and quickly moved aside, lifting the blanket with her side:

“It’s very warm in here—”

Her voice abruptly stopped.

Her sleep-muddled brain suddenly cleared.

But the hand that had reached up wasn’t so easy to retract.

Su Huaiwang awkwardly pursed her lips.

Fortunately, Lin Jue didn’t mind and, delighted, climbed onto her chair. Su Huaiwang’s hand fell, resting by the girl’s side.

A thin blanket connected their body temperatures.

Lin Jue spread the other blanket she was holding over them. The temperature quickly rose to the point where Su Huaiwang felt a little hot.

But the body leaning against her still hadn’t warmed up.

“Why are you so cold?” Su Huaiwang couldn’t help but lean closer, pressing against her ice-cold skin, whispering, “You’ll warm up soon.”

Lin Jue hooked her hand in return, her eyes full of nothing but Su Huaiwang. “Mhm.”

Su Huaiwang awkwardly looked away. “What time is it?”

“Almost three o’clock.”

“That means it’s almost time.” Su Huaiwang said, yawning again. “Looks like I woke up just in time.”

She looked up. It was a moonless night, clear and bright, but the meteor shower hadn’t appeared yet.

“Mhm.” Lin Jue wasn’t looking at the sky; her attention was on Su Huaiwang’s shoulder.

“What’s wrong?” Su Huaiwang noticed her unusual behavior and asked.

The girl looked up, her expression focused and serious. Perhaps due to the warmth, a slight flush colored her cheeks.

Su Huaiwang’s reflection was clearly mirrored in the amber eyes: “I want to lean on your shoulder. Can I?”

Her voice was low and soft, carrying a hint of vulnerability and a request.

Under the blanket, the hands that had somehow become intertwined were tightened by the woman.

Above the blanket, Su Huaiwang didn’t speak, looking at Lin Jue with that familiar complexity.

She opened her mouth, but still couldn’t speak.

When would Lin Jue drop this way of speaking?

She was always like this, looking at her with those moist eyes, saying intimate things without realizing it.

This was not good, because she always felt the urge to—

Kiss her.