Chi Yue: "..."
Yu Feng's concern was sincere.
But Chi Yue could not support the idea of Qiao Dongyang being a deserter.
"I won't let him leave. No matter what happens, I'll face it with him."
...
Qiao Dongyang had a sound sleep in Chi Yue's bed, but ultimately this wasn't his home, and his mental state was not relaxed, so he couldn't sleep until he naturally woke up. He awoke when Chi Yue left.
Lying in bed, curled up in Chi Yue's quilt, he inhaled her scent and gradually felt calm, and only then did he finally feel like he was coming back to life.
With his hands clasped behind his neck, Qiao Dongyang remained silent for a moment, leaning against the headboard, and lit a cigarette, slowly drawing on it.
When Chi Yue came in, she caught his darkened eyes directly and got startled.
"Awake? Why not sleep a little longer?"
Qiao Dongyang glanced at her, put out the cigarette, and waved his hand to fan away the smoke in the room.
"Can't sleep anymore."
