Afraid he might oversleep but unable to wake the man beside him, Chi Huan stayed up all night, silently leaning against Mo Shiqian's chest. She steadied her breathing and entered a meditative state—
It was somewhat similar to a real sleeping state.
Mo Shiqian hadn't mentioned that he didn't sleep at all last night, the night before that at the hospital, he barely had any solid rest. Exhausted in body and spirit, he finally returned to the bedroom and bed he was familiar with.
And with the reassuringly familiar woman, he naturally slept a little more heavily than usual.
Chi Huan checked her phone several times under the covers before carefully, like a snail, moving out of his embrace, out of the covers, off the bed, and then with bare feet on the carpet, she left the bedroom—
