Perhaps it's a wave of sadness, Song Yi quietly shifted her gaze away.
At this moment, Song Yi understood some things in her heart.
...
They ate barbecue, and after the late-night snack, they didn't dwell on this matter for long.
That night, Mu Wanxue and Song Yi slept together.
But Song Yi almost didn't sleep at all throughout the night.
Because she kept thinking about that figure in the study, the one that felt too real to be an illusion. Besides, she's not used to sleeping with someone else.
So she couldn't really fall asleep.
It's deep into the night now, both the room and the house were quiet.
Outside the window, the sky was dark and oppressive, covered in thick clouds that blocked the moonlight.
"Boom——" Thunder rumbled with lightning, momentarily lighting up the room.
It was at this moment that Song Yi felt the person next to her move slightly.
She closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep.
