Chapter 58 #Drink slowly, be careful it’s cold I snuggled against Xie Zhuo for a long time before he finally reached out and patted my head. His palm was warm and his movements gentle. His hand wasn’t as large as I remembered, but the soft strokes felt so achingly familiar. In that instant, I was overwhelmed with emotion and my eyes welled with tears. I buried my head in his chest, rubbing against him again and again, until he placed both hands beneath my front legs and picked me up. “Whose…