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She didn't know when it happened, but she had actually fallen asleep. When Chu Heng heard her steady breathing, he looked up at the ceiling, forcibly suppressing his heartbeat as his eyes reddened slightly.
Some were loyal to him, some praised him, and some hated him to the bone, but only she, not even caring for her own life, came to accompany him.
The next morning.
Ye Muyu rubbed her eyes awake.
Someone brought in water from outside for washing.
When she heard the noise, she turned her head to see that Chu Heng had already sat down by the desk, and her sleeping couch had been moved to the middle of the room, exactly three yards away from her.
"Ah Heng, when did you move my couch here? I didn't notice at all," Ye Muyu rubbed her head.
Chu Heng stood up anxiously, frowning at her, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"Not at all," she immediately shook her head, "I'm fine, nothing's wrong."
