Zhou Lin returned to Sparkling Sky City past midnight. He got out of the car and instinctively looked up, noticing that the light was still on in the master bedroom.
Had Cheng Zhiwei not gone to sleep yet?
The door to the master bedroom wasn't shut tightly. Zhou Lin entered but didn't see Cheng Zhiwei on the bed.
He paused, feeling the quilt.
The quilt was cool.
Cheng Zhiwei wasn't there.
His expression changed in an instant. He was about to call Wang Mei, but his gaze suddenly turned toward the bathroom.
There was light coming from there.
The bathroom door was pushed open, and Zhou Lin saw Cheng Zhiwei.
She curled up in the bathtub, her long hair floating on the surface. She hugged her knees, unresponsive to the entrance of someone else.
Her smooth skin had turned a cold, pallid white from soaking in the water for too long.
Zhou Lin stretched out half of his palm to test the water temperature—it was icy cold to the touch.
