Because Gu Qichen had fallen asleep on her bed.
Actually, since tonight, when Xia Yangyang saw Gu Qichen, she could tell.
Gu Qichen seemed very tired.
His eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept for a long time.
And at this moment, Gu Qichen lay on her bed without removing his clothes, his body slightly curled up, without a blanket covering him.
Even his shoes were still on his feet, hanging idly off the edge of the bed.
He lay on his side like a child, yet embracing his own body.
Xia Yangyang didn't know where she had read it.
People who slept in such a posture often felt insecure inside.
Somehow, this caused her heart to ache.
Xia Yangyang walked in on tiptoes, making no sound.
She stopped when she reached Gu Qichen.
She silently watched the man lying on the bed and found herself unable to bear waking him up.
Gu Qichen seemed to be in a deep sleep.
Even his breathing was heavier than usual.
