He walked towards her, gently sat down at the bedside, and looked at her sleeping silhouette.
He pressed his lips together, feeling an indescribable heartache.
He gently lifted the quilt, stretched out his hand, and softly embraced her waist, pulling her small body into his arms.
Ye Anran's body instantly softened.
At that moment, her heart seemed to find some peace.
Her eyes inadvertently reddened.
Her pink lips parted slightly, but in the end, she said nothing and didn't even move.
She truly didn't know how to begin speaking or what to say, so she could only choose silence.
Bo Jinyu let out a light sigh, his chin gently resting on the top of her head, also saying nothing.
...
Neither of them slept the entire night; he knew she hadn't slept either.
But for the first time, he didn't know what she was thinking, couldn't figure it out, and thus felt especially uneasy inside.
