This time, for sure, Yong Liwei couldn't feel Han Yizhou. He was not in a slumber where he could wake him up. He was not there, but at the same time, he could still feel him inside him. He really integrated with him.
"Huh?"
Yong Liwei turned to where the soft voice came from and there he saw Lu Mengjie, coming out of the bathroom. "Mengjie…"
"You're awake!" She hurriedly rushed towards him, but when she came close, she paused upon noticing the tears on his face. "You're… crying?"
He slowly raised his hand to touch his cheeks. It was wet. Why was he even crying? He couldn't understand.
Lu Mengjie was about to reach out to touch his cheek but stopped when he grabbed her wrist.
He suddenly had a serious gaze on him and, for some reason, her body shivered upon remembering the night he went hysteric. Yong Liwei finally opened his mouth and said, "Did you wash your hands?"
