The reception room was quiet, the warm winter sun was shining on the carpet and everything looked golden.
Because of the cold, Yanis curled up on the couch.
That was what Zain saw when he entered.
On the small sofa only Yanis could fit, making her look even more delicate.
Zain was surprised that she fell asleep here.
He hoped Yanis had left out of impatience.
After all, she had clearly acted as if she didn’t want to see Zain again when he had sent her home that day.
Zain had always been able to control his emotions very well, and after she told him she was leaving him, he was even willing to walk away from her just so she could be happy.
Because he didn’t know how his feelings for Yanis would change.
Zain had unknowingly half crouched down in front of Yanis and looked him in the face.
Suddenly, Yanis felt strongly that someone was staring at her and she slowly opened her eyes.
It was too late for Zain to avoid her gaze, so she didn’t want to hide anything else.
Dazed and confused, Yanis saw Zain’s handsome face and woke up completely, sitting up immediately and dropping her jacket.
-What are you doing here?
She looked at Zain nervously and shyly and pulled her hair back, -I fell asleep.
-Don’t sleep in the reception room anymore,” said Zain.
Yanis then thought, “Could it be because of the indecorum in the VIP room?”
So he stammered, -Sorry….
-It’s winter, you can sleep in the break to avoid catching a cold.
Yanis was about to get up and gather his things when he heard this and stopped.
Not knowing what to say and not having the courage to look at Zain, he looked around with feigned calm and then saw the bag on the table.
Noodles for Zain.
-By the way, the delivery….
Before he could finish, Zain suddenly approached. Yanis could even feel his breath and looked at him with wide eyes.
-What’s wrong?
-Has the wound improved? -He looked calmly at Yanis’ previously swollen cheek, and Yanis stepped back silently and said, “Yes.
-And the leg?
Zain said it in a strong tone, as if he didn’t believe Yanis.
-It’s fine,” Yanis nodded.
-Really?
Yanis looked away uneasily. Actually, his legs still hurt when he walked, but he could stand it now.
-You haven’t fully recovered, why don’t you stay at home? -Zain was about to lift his pants to check the wound and Yanis stopped him.
-No, it’s already the third day and the bones are fine, it only hurts a little, don’t worry.
He put his hand on Zain’s, and Zain realized that her hand was only half the size of his, so he could wrap both of them in one hand.
When Yanis saw that Zain was silent, he hastened to withdraw his hand.
-Sorry, then, for the surrender.
Yanis immediately took the noodles out of the bag, while Zain calmly sat down on the sofa opposite.
After opening the lid, Yanis checked that the noodles were already cold.
So he put the lid back on.
-What… I don’t think it’s good anymore, so forget it.
-Really?
Yanis nodded.
Thinking that Yanis was waiting for him in the reception room until he fell asleep, Zain explained, -I don’t care, I don’t care.
Yanis shook his head repeatedly.
-No, I’ll have to throw it away.
With that, Yanis put the noodles in the bag and Zain immediately picked them up and put them in front of himself.
-You’re not going to eat it, are you? They’re already cold.
Yanis had mentioned the noodles to change the subject, and he would have regretted it if Zain had eaten them.
Zain sat down and opened the lid again, and indeed the noodles were soft and cold.
However, he did not want to disappoint Yanis.
Zain took the fork and ate the noodles slowly and gracefully.
-Your stomach is going to hurt,” said Yanis worriedly.
She immediately stepped forward and grabbed his hand, -Stop.
Yanis’ soft body leaned against hers, and Zain looked at her and finally said, -Okay.