Just like every day, one read books, the other dealt with matters until past nine o'clock, when Chi Jingxuan turned off the computer and led Qin Yuji back to the bedroom to sleep.
Carrying a bath towel to shower, halfway through, Qin Yuji cracked open the door, and saw Chi Jingxuan standing on the balcony smoking. Amidst the swirling smoke, the man's silhouette seemed so heavy and sad.
Qin Yuji's heart ached involuntarily.
After finishing her shower, Chi Jingxuan had also come back from bathing, toweling off his hair. Seeing Qin Yuji come out, he naturally went to the vanity to dry her hair, then picked up the hairdryer and started blowing.
When her hair was pulled painfully, Qin Yuji raised her head to see Chi Jingxuan had drifted off again.
Actually, he still cared, didn't he?
Speculating silently, Qin Yuji couldn't help but sigh softly.
Getting back into bed, Qin Yuji felt sleepiness overwhelming her.
