Living Alone in the Mountains, My Uncle Returns to Protect Me in Silence

Su Qing stumbled into his arms, her back pressed tightly against his chest. For a moment, they both froze.

She smelled of laundry soap and the warmth of sunlight. A few loose strands of hair had escaped her hairpin and brushed against the back of his hand, making it itch. Lin Wang’s arms were around her waist. He could feel the weight of her whole body resting against his arm. Through two thin layers of cloth, her body heat came through clearly, warm and soft, and trembling ever so slightly.