Nan Jiaojiao didn't speak, her expression calm as ever. Chu Yao watched her carefully for a while, unable to tell whether she was happy or not, but given the situation, no one would be overjoyed.
She's just like that; if she doesn't want to talk about something, you can't get a word out of her.
Chu Yao didn't bring it up again.
After they finished eating, Bo Yanching called. Nan Jiaojiao lay on the innermost bed, chatting with him one sentence at a time. Who would have thought that as soon as her head hit the pillow, she'd feel sleepy, her eyelids almost sticking together, and then her head suddenly bumped against it, leaving her a bit dazed.
"Are you sleepy?" he asked.
Nan Jiaojiao turned over. "Sleepy."
"Go to sleep then, call me after you're done tonight."
"Okay."
Nan Jiaojiao took the phone off herself, too lazy to even hang up, and just set it aside, not caring anymore.
