As if she didn't see him, Ning An untied her hair tie, pulled up the quilt and lay down.

She closed her eyes quietly, her long eyelashes drooping, casting two shallow shadows under her eyes.

Under the light, she looks pretty and pretty without makeup, and her oval face is particularly delicate.

She slept with her back to him.

Looking from his angle, he could only see her thin profile.

Because she was sick, she looked thin and small, curled up in the quilt like a kitten.

The heating in the bedroom is strong, but the atmosphere is extremely cold.

Song Shaoyan stood there for a long time without speaking, his cold eyes falling on the side of Ning An's face.

After going downstairs, Song Shaoyan didn't eat much dinner and had no appetite.

After washing, he climbed onto the bed and hugged Ning An's thin body.

His hands and feet were cold. Ning An frowned and pushed him vaguely: "Don't hug me..."

Song Shaoyan also frowned and held her hand down: "Don't make trouble."

"I'm sleepy."

"You sleep, I won't touch you."

"Your hands are too cold, take them away." Ning An murmured, too sleepy to open his eyes, but his tone was particularly disgusting.

Song Shaoyan: "..."

He had no choice but to take his hands away and wait until his hands were a little warmer before wrapping his arms around her waist.

Ning'an was too sleepy, so she didn't care about him and continued to sleep.

Song Shaoyan put her head in his arms and closed his eyes.

Just as I fell asleep, suddenly, my cell phone rang.

Song Shaoyan frowned and reached out to press it off.

As a result, the other end refused to give up and beat him over and over again.

Ning An was woken up and pushed him away: "Your phone is ringing. It's so noisy. Why don't you turn it on silent..."

Song Shaoyan was very impatient. In the darkness, he reached for the mobile phone beside his pillow and pressed the answer button.

"Hey..." He said solemnly, with an unhappy expression on his face.

"Shao Yan, I fell while taking a shower and hit my leg. It hurts so much. Can you please take me to the hospital? It hurts so much..." From the other end, a woman's low sobs and anxious sounds came from the other end.

Wrongful, uncomfortable, sad.

The woman's voice was not loud, but it was clear enough in the dark.

Song Shaoyan was completely sleepless. He sat up from the bed, glanced at Ning An, and subconsciously went to the balcony to make a phone call.

The man's figure disappeared on the balcony, and the moonlight poured down quietly, casting his tall and slender shadow on the curtains.

Ning An heard a familiar woman's voice, but she didn't react much.

Turned over and continued to sleep.

Not long after, Song Shaoyan walked back from the balcony and started looking for clothes in the closet by the moonlight.

He didn't turn on the light, but found a very ordinary black sweater and put it on.

The thin sounds were amplified in the dark night, making them exceptionally clear.

"An'an." He shouted softly.

Ning An heard it, but didn't speak.

Her mind was dizzy and a little painful. She just wanted to sleep and not do anything else.

"I'm going out for a while."

He seemed to be telling her something, but Ning An was not interested and did not respond.

Song Shaoyan took another coat and then walked to the garage with the car keys.

As soon as he left, all the breath that belonged to him disappeared.

The bedroom was quiet again.

The white moonlight shines on the ground and the curtains, so quiet and as cold as frost and snow.

Ning An opened her eyes. Under the moonlight, her big, ethereal eyes shone with confusion and futility, looking empty and lifeless.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and an indescribable feeling spread across her heart.
Chapter completed!