Ji Shiting saw the woman coming out of the bathroom. His pajamas were obviously too big for her, making her look petite.
He looked away, but the woman soon climbed onto the bed and put her head on his shoulder.
Ji Shiting stopped typing and wanted to close his laptop, but for some reason, he didn't do so. He looked over and saw the woman's quiet and serious face. She was looking at his laptop screen curiously.
Ji Shiting had a strange feeling. Actually, he wasn't used to being so close to others, especially when he was working, but the woman's attitude seemed so natural as if he didn't have any secrets to her. After hesitating for a few seconds, he let her size him up.
Was it because he trusted her or because he didn't want her to be sad and disappointed?
Perhaps both.
"You're not sleeping yet, huh?"
Perhaps it was because it was too quiet, but he couldn't help lowering his voice.
