Stealing Your Heart

Lin Xinyan stroked her own forehead. She couldn’t help feeling as if she were always forgetting things. Lucky for her, there was a towel in the bathroom, and she thought of getting her son to grab her clothes from upstairs once she finished showering.

Finally, she soaked herself peacefully in the bathtub.

After a while, she got up and rinsed herself under the rain shower before she wrapped herself in a towel. Without opening the door, she called out to her son, “Xichen, can you grab my pajamas from upstairs?”

Lin Xichen looked at the bathroom’s frosted glass door and couldn’t see his mother’s silhouette at all. “Where are your pajamas?” he asked.

“It’s in the drawer under the bathroom mirror,” she answered. She deliberately kept her pajamas in that drawer so she could get dressed as soon as she stepped out of the shower. That way, she wouldn’t have to wrap herself in a towel before changing.

“Hold on, I’ll get it for you now,” said Lin Xichen. He put down his tablet, then got off the bed and rushed upstairs in his bedroom slippers. He moved so swiftly that he didn’t realize someone was standing behind the door when he opened the door. Upon colliding head to head, he rubbed his forehead and looked up. It was Zong Jinghao, and they were both wearing the same gray silk pajamas.

Fluttering his eyelids, Lin Xichen looked at himself, then raised his head to look at him.

Zong Jinghao bent down and uncovered Li Xichen’s hand from his forehead, then asked, “Does it hurt?”

Li Xichen’s forehead was neither red nor swollen, so he shook his head and replied, “No, it doesn’t.”

After a short pause, he asked, “Was your pajamas sewn by my mommy too?”

I thought Mommy only made pajamas for Ruixi and I.

Zong Jinghao didn’t know whether his pajamas were hand-sewn by Lin Xinyan. She passed the pajamas to him earlier, and all this time he had thought that she had bought them from a store.

Realizing that the material and style of his pajamas were the same as Lin Xichen’s, he asked, “Was yours sewn by your mommy?”

Lin Xichen nodded. “Most of the clothes my sister and I wear were made by my mommy.”

Lin Xinyan was a fashion designer, and she had a strong understanding of different types of fabrics. There were several sewing machines in her boutique, so it was easy for her to sew new pieces of clothing.

Lin Xichen glared at Zong Jinghao sternly and warned, “You make sure to treat my mommy well.”

Mommy has always treated him well.

in size,

Jinghao then stood up and looked at him from above,

my girl. In fact, it’s my duty to look after her. If

kid doesn’t need to

up and said, “I’m here to get

surprised to hear this, but he felt that Lin

his mother for a long time, and now she finally wants to

and smiled without saying a word. He then went into the room and

Lin Xichen held them close to his chest

followed him from behind with slow and steady

on the door and said, “Mommy, here are your

was busy cleaning up, and she

son calling, she told him to hang her pajamas on the door

Then,

Ruixi was rolling around on the bed with her new

handle. Just as she opened the door slightly to reach for her pajamas, she suddenly felt someone grabbing her wrist. In shock, she wanted to call

she whispered, “What are

at her from head to toe. Her shoulder-length hair was half-dried, and she was wrapped in a single white towel. Her elegant neckline and fair calves were exposed before his eyes from above

suddenly filled

loose from his grasp and said, “Stop it. Both the

stated with a

replied softly,

“I know.”

and pinched her cheeks, saying, “It’s fine if

Lin Xinyan was speechless.

even

this on

had this all planned out. Do you still need

shut the bathroom door

into the room and saw Lin Xichen staring at him fiercely in fear that he had come to steal